Fraying Social Fabric & the Booty Drought

Fraying Social Fabric & the Booty Drought

Although the day was grey the sun did break through the clouds for an hour to embellish the glorious view of Downtown Los Angeles against the backdrop of the snow covered San Gabriel Mountains as we sat on top of Deak’s Modified Rasta Jerk Barbeque truck at the highest point at Kenneth Hahn State Recreation Area aka Kenny Hahn Park.

We had just eaten some jerk pork and we were now drinking some Sensi Tea as we had a civilized smoke from a hookah made of silver and ivory.  We had some light conversation about the glory of creation and the beauty of this land named by the Conquistadors of Spain, from a 15^th Century novel "Las Serges de Esplandian," which described an earthly paradise.

I wondered out loud why anybody could hurt children how anyone could corrupt their own hearts so to darken their ability to feel the presence of God in the glory of creation.  Then I sat back and took another hit from the hookah, that’s when Deak went off.  “RJ, the problem is not guns, it’s not people with guns, it’s damaged people with guns.”  I said, “explain that Deak, are you talking about mentally ill folks who have weapons?”

Deak took a toke from the hookah and proceeded with his discourse.

  “RJ, look at the problem for what it is…most of dem be young white boys or white men wit’ weapons shooting up crowds of people, total strangers to make a statement.  

That statement is born from two facts…they are loaners with no woman and they are so un-masculine they shy away from men for fear of being teased and mocked.

Yes RJ, the problem is when you spend your whole life being socialized to believe you have the right to anything you want but you lack the physical and spiritual attributes needed to give and get basic human love, the need overwhelms and manifests itself into something ugly.”  

“Deak, white boys aint the only ones shooting people at random, two black fools from Virginia sniped 11 people around Washington D.C. just 10 years ago.  One of them got put to death.”

“I said most of dem be white RJ, but the problem still boils down to not being able to be a man, not being able to show you belong in society.  If society rejects one at more than a few basic levels a man will revolt, he will fight that society and strike out at all who reject him.”   Even though I was riding a good buzz, ethereally floating through the cloudy expanses of Southern California, I was able to pursue a chain of thought.

“So Deak, let me see if I’m getting you straight; if a man feels rejected or is incapable of giving or receiving basic love, have a girlfriend, hang with a group of guys with a common interest or participate in school, social gatherings or government, that man will strike out with a statement of power to show that he is somehow significant, even if it means killing those he wants to belong to…is that right?”

“Yeah Mon, it’s all about being somebody when the world sees you as an insignificant wimp.”  I thought about that for a minute, not making any judgment I asked Deak, “if what you say is valid, what is the root cause for a man feeling or being so insignificant that he must shoot up a bunch of people to legitimize his existence?”

“RJ it boils down to one thing and one thing only…pussy!” “WHAT? (I was in the middle of a long toke and started choking).”  After I stopped coughing, my buzz now dissipated, I came crashing down on top of the modified bread truck. “How is pussy or a woman the cause for killing a bunch of people?”  

Deak looked at me and shook his head laughing as I snapped out of my buzz.

“RJ, a man wants to show the world he is a man by being the strongest, the fastest, the smartest, the coolest, the best looking, the most powerful or the most desired.  He wants to show that he is a man.  

All of the losers who kill up the innocents are not just looked down on, I bet girls or women laughed at them on sight.   All men are afflicted by a pussy drought all over the world brought on by the bad economy but losers feel it most because they get stepped on even worse.”

I felt the chill of a cool breeze go down my back as I thought about the logic in Deak’s argument.

“So Deak, what empirical evidence are you using to support this view?”  Deak looked at me and hit the hookah for a long toke and said, “empirical evidence…?” 

“RJ, history is the evidence.  Every man who has a problem with his body or his mind manifested that insecurity by going after legitimacy through securing power or exacting compensation; man with little dick gets long fast car to compensate and so on.”  

“OK Deak, some historical examples if you please.”

Napolean Bonaparte was a short insignificant little Commander who never got noticed around those big, bad ass French officers from the mainland.  The shortass Corsican had a little mans complex.  He didn’t stop even after conquering Europe because he thirsted on the power and adoration of the women who ignored him when he was a ragged bedraggled field officer looking for food after the revolution.

Rodrigo Borgia, contemptuous of the Italian’s and being a descendant from servants from the house of an Aragonese (Spanish) Lord, treated the Church, Italian Government, Italian women and his associates with absolute disdain and hate.  Rodrigo Borgia also known as Pope Alexander VI committed incest, murders, rape and dozens of other abominations as Pope of the Catholic Church.

Adolf Hitler was a marginal painter and artist who couldn’t sell much of his work to support himself.  He survived WW1, as a German War Veteran he was bitter over Germany’s loss, blaming it on the Jews of which he was one.  

This hate filled pitiful vagabond had an oratory gift that seduced a nation.  

He committed some of the grossest and most evil acts against humanity in history and at the heart of it was his inability to love a woman with natural affection.”

“I said “cut to the chase Deak are you saying that it is the presence of a woman or the lack of a woman’s presence that is the cause for mental illness and sociopathic behavior?” 

“RJ, I say yes to both those realities because a woman can be present and give venom instead of milk and hate instead of love.  Sometimes a cold stare from a woman can be as nasty as a stabbing.  Scalded souls seldom heal.”

The sun hid itself in the clouds and the cold drizzle didn’t help the buzz kill that this conversation had on me.  So we got into the truck.

“So what are you saying Deak, that lack of pussy makes you angry and hard?”  

"No RJ, I’m saying absence of pussy makes you crazy and rejection by pussy makes you psychotic.  

Tell me the truth RJ, where would you be right now if there wasn’t a woman in your life, not Mommy, on some level to confront, help, heal or support you?  Tell me what your life would be like if you have the guts.”

“I have spent the last few years of my life without a constant woman companion in my life.  But I will admit by listening sometimes a woman has helped me see things differently Deak.”  “So a woman in your life has made you more stable, right RJ?”  “Maybe so Deak, but I don’t agree that total lack of a woman in your life can make you a crazed killer.”

“RJ, lack of a woman’s presence is as much responsible for wars, insurrections and overthrows of government as a lying conniving self seeking bitch who causes the problems.”  As Deak drove down La Cienega Blvd, I asked him, “what do you see as the answer to the problem of mad men and boys with guns shooting up people Deak?”

“Listen, it’s difficult to hurt someone with a tit in your hand or your pole in a hole.  Also it’s about mindset, it’s difficult to stay mad at anyone or circumstance after a bowl of Sensimillia or primo ‘mother nature’ RJ.  Weed and Women are the things that will save civilization and turn it from the madness it has been afflicted with and the darkness it stumbles in.”

We then pulled up to a house a little distance from the park. At that time two Jamaican goddesses jumped in the truck.  “Ya Mon, dem ride with us to Duarte RJ.” Deak introduced us and the ride became an adventure. 

“Deak, you ever think you’d get armed and do something rash, do you think you could be pushed into striking out in armed aggression against man or society?”  “No RJ, as long as there is Weed, Wine and Women I could not see me hurting anyone except in self defense, take away dem and I start the revolution.”

For a while I felt like a cross between Cheech Marin and Hugh Heffner. 

RJ