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Pay Before Pleasure

Few people understand the need for pay before pleasure.

I not talking about prostitution.

I am talking about work.

Cultural values have shifted for the worse as workers require work to be “fun” instead of hard.

Even if work is dreary, we must learn to fight through the darkness and into the light.

It is our vested interest in each other that keeps us from merely earning a living and getting a paycheck.

Through the events of shared struggled we learn the value of joy and play and satiety — but without the burdens — the lightness we seek has no bearing.

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Half the World is Urban

We all know How Agriculture Ruined the World, but did you know by 2008 half the world will live in cities? That is a cold, blunt, fact that makes us all smaller.

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Texas High School Football: The Wrongful Elevation of Childhood Ego

I was raised in Nebraska where American college football rules Saturday afternoons for three months a year.

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The Return of the David Boles Gang!

The Wayback Machine can bring both pleasure and pain as you reflect back on who you used to be and where you hoped to land in your virtual internet dreams.

One of the hard lessons learned of an early life on the internet is that domain names have great value beyond the ordinary now.

Over a decade ago I had a domain name — http://dbgang.com — for my original life on the internet that hooked into “The David Boles Gang!” web presence and, for some reason I still do not understand, I decided to let that URL lapse into non-renewal.

Someone else immediately gobbled up that domain and I was instantly filled with regret and longing for my dbgang.com world.  I wanted to get that URL back!

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The Instant Now, the Immediate Me

Why are we unable to deal our own distress and misery? Instead of self-healing from within, we turn to others for tempering our immediate needs and our demands for instant satisfaction.

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Hand Me that Bowl of Nigger Toes

“Hand me that bowl of Nigger toes,” my grandfather shouted at me across a large oak table filled with family and holiday dressings for Thanksgiving dinner.

I must’ve been around eight-years-old at the time and before I could ask him — what bowl of who — his two daughters, one of them my mother, shouted back at him, “Dad! We don’t talk like that here!” He shrugged them off and pointed at me, “There, boy. By your hand. Shove over that bowl of Nigger toes!”

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The Fallacy of Fairness

There is no such thing as impartiality.

We are not required — by a sense of honor or a requirement of fairness — to endlessly listen to all sides of an issue.

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