Monday, February 16, 2009


I think that morals, scandal and hypocrisy go together like bacon, lettuce and tomato.

Watching a show late last night/early this morning I couldn't help but notice the constant commercial interruption for 'Girls gone wild!' videos and 'Extenze' ad nauseum.

What's the connection here? Are there horny old toads who can't get it up by watching eighteen year old chickies showing their boobies? Are they thinking, "If only I bought some pills to give be that big boner, I could beat the meat while watching that video of girls who are way too young for me, but I can DREAM, can't I??"

But I DO remember when I used to hang out at the bar, sitting with this seventy year old dude, "Gus", and his one purpose in life was to screw the youngest crack-whore that he could lay his grubby mitts on. I thought that he was disgusting and yet fascinating. I'd bike over to his house occasionally, for exercise and to shoot the shit with him and his wife and a couple of times he practically accused me of ratting on him about the sex thing to his wife "June".

It seemed to me that June was really lonely, sitting in her kitchen playing solitaire, day in and day out, while Gus was hitting the bar, day in and day out, doing his 'thing'.

It never occurred to me to rat him out to June, she seemed happy enough with the situation. Gus used to hire a couple of bar-bums that I knew to house-paint etc. for him, sometimes for beer, and hunting them down or helping them do 'a job' was Gus's excuse for being 'out' a lot.

Eventually things went 'south' and Gus was busted for drinking and driving then June sold their houses out from under him and SHE 'went south' too! I'm not sure if it was co-incidence or not but at about that time, those two bar-bums turned into crack-heads and one of them was found dead in his house. This happened to be the house where Gus took crack-whores to too. Now that I think of it, Gus used to take crack-whores to the other guy's apartment too.

The whole thing was very sordid and they kept that part of their lives separate from me but it kind of leaked out, as these things usually do, over a couple of draft and an 'amazing tale' here and there.

The strangest thing, to me, was that everyone seemed to have a similar story as to how 'into it' they were. I'm sure that, when they were talking to me, they imagined that they had the wool pulled right over my eyes but it might be that they had the wool pulled over their OWN eyes. Each person talking to me, whether bragging or complaining, wasn't 'like THEM'! They knew all the stories and were happy to relate them to me with the 'caveat', "... but I'm not like them, I'm not the scum of the Earth!"

I remember being told by this German guy that it was like I was from another planet and I took that to mean that he supposed I didn't know what was going on around me. This from a guy who couldn't get through the day without smoking pot like Cheech and Chong.

I guess to them it DID seem like I was from another planet because I wasn't 'into' the pot or the crack or the crack-whores, "What the fuck was I doing there?"

The point that I think I'm making is that we're all hypocrites, we're all deceitful little animals scurrying in circles, deceiving ourselves that 'we're not as bad as 'them'', we're not as bad as those 'hardcore' self-deceiving hypocrites, rats etc. who are 'in the know' precisely because 'we are'.

If you're an exception, you're not to be trusted, you're 'bucking' the societal mores, you're the immoral one.


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Anonymous said...

It's me and the Scotsman again.

Yes. It's one of the most true statements one can make. "I am a hypocrite."

But there are those who embrace their double-standards with gusto. You know, "This is my deceit and I'm going to live it out in style." e.g. Ted Haggard, Bill O'Reilly.

I mention them because sex and judging are my biggest double standards.

You'll either laugh or think I'm full of it, but I can't stand hippies. Or neo-hippies. Atheists, Hindu's, punks, Semites, da da ists, I like a lot of people from a lot of cultures. But I can't stand hippies. It's completely irrational and since I'm around an area with hippies and their sub-genre's I force myself to not judge them.

Sex is my double standard in that I try not to objectify women. I would like to be seen as a person first and then a man. I have no doubt women want the same respect accorded their humanity.

I don't fail everyday. But I fail. It's natural but it's still controllable.

What are your double standards pboy?

pboyfloyd said...

Well, for one thing, I can't stand homophobes, no one 'has to' put up with their 'antics'.

But raging queens give me 'the willies'. I can't help it. That freekin' 'phoney' accent that they adopt just puts me into 'drill sargeant' mode.

'Drop your hands to your waist soldier, and walk like a MAN!"

Anonymous said...

I can understand not liking hippies ... they tend to be smelly.

pboy, listen to that inner voice that screams "WTF am I doing here?"

It's giving you good advice.

pboyfloyd said...

Don't worry about me Stacy. That story is from ten years ago. I just happened to meet Gus outside the doctors(small world) and he told me that Rod had been found dead in his house.

I forget who I met in the street who 'filled me in' on how June escaped with Gus's money.

There's no 'there' there anymore, there never really was.

My point was that Gus and June were a really old 'upstanding' couple but sex was Gus's addiction(he went to the extent of gettin Cialis to be able to perform. This with a heart condition so he was worried about his blood pressure all the time.)

Poor Rod was sucked into Gus's fantasy made real and was 'on top of the world', his long time back injury having healed and getting back in the work-force again, then he dropped dead.(I heard)

mac said...

MMMMMM, bacon!

Wow, I sure can understand addiction(s)....I've got 'em in spades.

Mt Dew,

I've given most of them up. Well, just the booze and weed. The others, I'm not quite ready to give up on yet.
I think I can control the ones I have now. The sex thing seems to be the hardest one to control, but the wife is helping me 'work' on that one a little :-)

pboyfloyd said...

I take it that your wife is not-so-addicted to sex then mac.

Smoking is one that I've given up on giving up on.

I also crave chocolate.

mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, chocolate.

mac said...

She's not addicted, but I do believe she enjoys it...just a little ;-)

pboyfloyd said...

Well, thank (ahem) goodness she's not addicted, right?

mac said...


That almost pisses me off a bit.

You know? The way some folks can enjoy things responsibly, but I can't. I've gotten used to it over the years, but sometimes I do envy her that :-)