Yeah, that whole documentary about them I saw 6 months ago was like something that blew my mind. That’s how I remember them. Just peaceful people chanting in public with their veils and what not. I’m fascinated by how there’s a temple near you of them! Some of them kept faith and continue their dedication to whatever they dedicate themselves to? I remember a loooong time ago when I was 12 I said to my mother in a heated argument, “I’m going to run away and join the Krishna people from the mall!” She won the argument (because age and wisdom) but I gave her a run for her money because she saw the same movie I did by John Waters.

They were so sinister, but back in the 80s they were just randos. There’s a documentary out there about their cult. Really weird, from my perspective, because when I was like 9 years old, I thought it might be nice to be like them at the airport runnning around with a tambourine. I’m so glad I wasn’t. Anyway, look it up and read about them. Then, question everything. The Krishna people, in a nutshell, were worshipping a huge drug lord and it was a mafia, that brainwashed them. Back in the 80s, and even 70s, they were just hippy dippy people. John Waters even made a film about how the daughter wanted to run away from the mother to join the Krishna people. Hare, hare krishna!

It will force them to sell, which will perhaps make buying a home more affordable, so less people have to pay rent and more people pay a mortgage on a home they bought.

some people aren’t, and they like the taboo feel. really, don’t try to educate me. I know all about it. Try, instead, to be less blah. We’re not talking about “some people” we’re talking about men who are really into their penises. Your public service announcement, while making me yawn, also makes me think that you’re really not paying attention to what I’m talking about at all! These people I’m talking about are not gay, or questioning, or curious, or obsessed over their sexual orientations. They’re heterosexual. Heterosexual men enjoy their own penises. Your “intervention” is kind of stupid and uncalled for here. I’ll gladly talk to you about gay rights or whatever, but this is not the place. Biologically, I’m explaining, being a man and having a penis, you basically have an easy target to get some dopamine. We are formed this way. More women might like to chime in on this conversation. Are they getting easy dopamine hits off their clits? Were they raised to do this by their parents? No. Women are still subjected to shaming for sexual pleasure. Men, on the other hand, are encouraged to be aware of their pleasure organs. I really wish I could delete your bullshit comment. It has nothing to do with what I’m talking about.

You are mistaken. I mean, I got married, and I rented a space for it. I payed it once. It’s 20 years behind me. It was a one time deal. The two have nothing to do with each other. You’re obviously kinda dumb. Or lazy. Or both. I mean, come one, that’s your comment? It’s so stupid. *edit really with the hate on this comment? Maybe I need to expand to make it clear that this person is an idiot. Rent a home to people: You lock them into a contract that is usually 12 months or more, they have to pay you all that time, plus, if they decide they don’t want to move at the end of the contract, they just stay there and the landlord doesn’t have to do jack shit. No painting or sprucing up. Rent out a wedding venue: one time deal agreed upon. Owner actually has to keep up the space where people get married, actually has to work for the money because the people get married there, have the event, and leave because that’s a whole different fucking thing. Bottom line of my comment: landlords just live off other people paying them money with little effort, whereas owners of a special occasion space actually have to work hard at attracting new customers, not renters who are going to live in the space. Are we really this stupid now that I had to explain that? I mean, really. People seem to be taking a stupid pill today.

I think you want to be right, but you should probably prove yourself right by signing up for a bateworld account and see for yourself. You’re probably meaning well, being a happily married, hetero male, and don’t want to believe that some of the hetero males you wave to as you drive past them, some of your cousins, or even your favorite co-worker with a wife and five kids, are probably on that web site jerking off to it. *edit: also, the web site has been making money for over 20 years. It’s always been chock full of married straight males.

It’s more valorized than you think. There are places on the internet that are very social and masturbatory. Check out bateworld. If you’re single and are a male looking for a male, be prepared to be disappointed chatting with hetero males that are married that get off on jerking off with other men behind their wives’ backs. That’s pretty much a major sector of the population on bateworld. I’m kinda gay, but I surmise that the hetero world and marriage makes the sex for the hetero males kind of boring. I can’t say why, I’m trying to figure it out. A survey, if you will. Basically, I predict that the end result to my survey will be: men really like their dicks because major dopamine. Men get bored with their wives because whatever reasons I don’t know about. Men like their own dicks and somehow society has taught them to like their dicks so much, to the point that they often send dick pics via SMS or Whatsapp. So then they start liking other dicks? Explain to me, the gay man, why hetero men enjoy seeing x-rated pornography where the dick is larger than the hole that it is penetrating. Is it connected to the dopamine? Anyway, bateworld seems to prove that men migrate towards jerking off as a dopamine hit and men in particular are very interested in socializing with other men in need of the dopamine hit, all the while getting off on the taboo against masturbation. Me, being kinda old, I remember the good old days when you went out drinking with high hopes of having your penis touched by another person, if only briefly. 2024 is a new world, in which men are seriously confused about dicks and dopamine.

The poor little landlords! They have to find something else to do with their lives besides sitting on their rear ends most of the month and laughing all the way to the bank once a month.

There are no Krishna people, either. Does anyone else remember seeing them outside the Boston Public Library in Copley Square back in the early 80s?

I loved this novel. Like I said before, I love books that play with narration. I remember being so thrown off track by all the narrative voices and especially the cat! It’s not just a story to read, it’s a marvelous game to play while reading!

I’ve just started A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers. I saw it on the shelf at the library yesterday and said, “Hmmm, I remember when this came out and I forgot to read it.” So, 24 years later I’m finally reading it. So far, it’s really good. I enjoy books that are playful with the reader, self-aware narrators, etc. and this one starts that way right off the bat. You’re even invited to send your copy of the book back to the publisher in exchange for something else! It’s truly a heartbreaking story but with a huge sense of humor. *edit: Well, I finished AHWOSG faster than expected because I couldn’t put it down all weekend. I’ve started two more: Salem’s Lot by Stephen King and About Grace by Anthony Doerr.