Every moment on this planet is time of, was, is…

In the good ol days, tribes, cultures, countries, even individuals, all spent the day/nights trying to survive.

There were environmental hazards such as flooding, fires, winds, brutal winters, severe simmering summers. There were wars and fighting. Animals, insects, poisonous critters. Sickness, illness, disease.

Of course with such a struggle to survive most tribes, cultures, countries, even individuals, were very very very close to their environments. Tuned in so to speak.

In the good ol days, survival was the main moment to be. And then, it started to change. Science evolved. Technology budded. Heck, people even had fire and knowledge how to grow food and dabble with art, music, and what could be considered, sport or fun. Their true connection to their environment became severed, much like ‘today’.

The good ol days were not really all that good if you got eaten by a lion or had a spear shoved up your ass or some marauding group raped all your women, enslaved your children and killed your men… Which leads me to the following article I read today titled: California Dem State Senator bans ‘he’ and ‘she’ pronouns.

What fun! Can’t say that a marauding group raped all your women, enslaved your children and killed your men… The State Senator wants the word ‘they’ used instead, so to be kind to gender neutral folks.

So, in the good ol days she would have said, “A marauding group raped all of them, enslaved them, and killed all of them.” Huh?

That’s the world we have. Women with power to come up with stupid shit like the State Senator from California. Men with their balls cut off. And children who are raised in such a shit moment.

That’s okay though. All it takes is a reality check such as a huge and horrible natural disaster where men become men, women become women, and children who grow in a time where they can become men and women, that is, if they can survive that long…

I really really reeeeeeally find this world humorous. And, I miss the good ol days of just enjoying the gift of survival.