Billy's Silly Blog

Bill McLeish - a Mind in Transition

This blog is still under construction.
I don't know what it will become!
I'll put my deep thoughts out in public
(Assuming I ever get some).
I may get good feedback from someone
Who has far too little to do..
When I sit down to write in the dead of the night
I'll imagine the reader is YOU!

Well that is an introducton to the depth of analysis one is likely to find on here...although some day when I have little to do I may actually THINK, and write about something deep.. perhaps about poverty, injustice, war , or becoming bald.. although it has occurred to me that I am becoming bald wondering why we have injustice and poverty and war...like the injustice of rich countries selling war machines to poor countries to protect them from neighbouring poor countries who just bought similar war machines, racking up debt that makes these poor countries poorer and the rich countries invent better war machines to kill people more efficiently. Or maybe I am becoming bald due to run-on sentences, or due to injustices such as some poor people becoming bald and others retaining their foliage indefinitely. Life isn't fair. But it's infinitely better than the alternative.

I wondered where the yellow went
When I brushed my teeth with Pepsodent.
I scrubbed real hard.. I had a drink
My yellow teeth were in the sink.

Most blogs stay away from difficult subjects like sex, politics or religion. But I shall blithely wander in...and you may hear such proclamations as "Thank God for gay marriage!" below, despite the fact that God was most likely too busy doing other things like counselling George W or inspiring members of the Taliban to worry about gays committing to each other. I shall not depend on facts in any discussion on religion, since God spends his time in earnest conversation with Ted Haggard, Jimmy Swaggart, Saddam Hussein and George W., and I keep getting passed over ... Anyway given the somewhat disparate views as to what His opinions are on world issues, as announced by the people He reportedly is in contact with..I prefer to get first hand information. I am still waiting for His call.

Now God is quite ambiguous..it's hard to know His will,
Or even if he goes by God, Yahweh, Allah or Bill..
Did He require hijabs placed on women's lovely heads?
And will He send two men to Hell should e'er they share a bed?

His views on contraception seem inopportune and odd,
And depends on who the spokesman is for Allah-Yahweh-God.
I'll tune out His press agents; priests and mullahs I'll replace!
If He wants to tell me something He can tell me to my face!

So Theologically I am not on a strong footing..but then who is?? Sometimes religion does useful things like strengthening individuals for the rigours of this life; but sometimes, when "politics" go bad, it allows people who have given up on this life to dream about another one. Perhaps like dreaming about another planet when we have denuded and bespoiled the one we have.

In politics there are two poles.. justice and power.. Politics tries to find some balance between the two. In a "democracy", power involves information and money.. and if there is some justice in the distribution of both, decisions may be "just"... But in the war on terror, information is sparse, skewed, or otherwise flawed. Sometimes I feel like God is sitting behind one curtain, and terrorists hiding behind another one..and we have intermediaries telling us which countries to invade and which people to shoot based on these curtain calls. So we may be making a lot of "unjust" and unwise decisions. And in a democracy, we can't blame the dictator, unless we are speaking of a quasi-democracy as George W's USA has become.

There's terrorists in Canada, and Cuba has Fidel,
And Chavez is a communist as far as we can tell.
Bolivia is headed left, Morales is to blame,
And Nicaragua too if Dan Ortega's in the game.

Islamists in Afghanistan and in Iraq as well,
Take pot shots at our soldiers and tell me to go to Hell.
They hate us down in Mexico; the folks there are incensed
Just because along our property I want to build a fence.

I, George Bush am the decider, and these problems I will halt.
I've decided they all love us, and the media's at fault.

The power of nonsense is obvious in any study of our own Canadian politics. For example, young Peter Mackay landed in some trouble. It was charged that he called sweet Belinda Stronach, a "dog". Now Belinda is a multi-millionaire, and a floor walker. She has walked the floor of the house, as well as Peter's and Tie Domi's, but one would have trouble describing her as a "dog". Canadians, who are familiar with animals, might call her a "fox", or a "muscrat", or even a "beaver", but the chance that Peter mistook her for a "dog" is pretty remote. Anyway, the Liberals got onto the poor boy.. made more noise than if we'd sent our troops over to invade Iceland... and lost. In Peter's defence, I offer up the following:

They said that Mackay had called Stronach a "dog"!
I doubt this is what Peter thought.
He knows that a dog is a fella's best friend,
It is clear that Belinda is NOT.

Anyway, it is gratifying that Mackay has been selected as Minister of Foreign Affairs, since his domestic affairs seem in tatters. Well.. except for his dog!

So having dispensed with politics and religion in the treatise above, we have only one additional sacred cow to deal with.. SEX... Sex is not one of those things like religion that you have to rely on some old, educated person carrying a dusty tome to provide enlightenment. It is not like politics where consensus building amongst a large number of people is critical. It is a hands-on exercise where only a consensus of two is required, and where the goals are generally fairly easy to understand. In this day and age, there are few mysteries left in the area of sex.. so I may not write of it again... however it has been proven that men think of sex every 6.4 seconds, so I might... You never know.

I thought of sex the other night
(The action not the gender)!
It made me hot, I went and got
A stiff drink from the blender.
The buzz I got from drinking that
Brought lovely mem'ries back.
The moral? Think, then have a drink;
Avoid a heart attack!

posted by bill @ 8:16 PM