Humans have a tendency to selectively acknowledge and show affection towards other human beings*. Opportunities abound, and in the perhaps more extreme if not increasingly common cases; people leave their little nests in the morning, pat their children on their heads, and kiss their partners goodbye as they head out the door – It is the closest thing to intimacy they will ever know until they return to their nest 8, 10, 12 hours later. To suggest them do otherwise would be shear insanity. Some people are that far gone! That far detached! Such people will find this post infuriating, degrading. Oh well, the truth ain’t of much use in a vacuum (or as the politically-correct of our time would put it “that’s you truth”). Well, if that’s true, then I guess none of us ever really has to worry about facing any other truths in life but our own (funny how such entities as police, government, faculties of higher education (oh, and some religious bodies) sometimes find themselves at odds with “your truths, and mine” 🤔 -hm!) -I suppose I would be remiss if I didn’t point out that many of the more brilliant minds throught out history arrived there by this very same formula -that of a life predicated upon their own truths
*Is it any wonder that in this society there is so much drug use, alcohol consumption, sex-based relations (sex sells?), long lonely hours on the job, (50% of Americans overweight), spending, hours spent with counselors and mental-health experts… oh, but isn’t all this great for keeping the economic wheel going??? Pfffff!”
For many, the conquest of a partner (and you-ll see my point rather quickly) -> is more of a status symbol than anything else:
•”I’m viable as an individual (commodity?)!
•”I’m in with the in-crowd!”
•”I’ve got it all going for me: great job; beautiful partner… what more could one want in life…???” Ah, the short/narrow-sightedness of youth! You know it is absolutely baffling to me how… I once was told, “The definition of marriage is -two selfish people living under the same roof”.
•Title attributed to, and taken from the song of the same name from The Little River Bands’ fifth studio album “First Under the Wire” 1979). Song written by David Briggs.