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She Found You (Samiam)

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I would be remiss to leave this space without posting something from Samiam (it's been a while, but I did post something before). I had to do a bit of a thinky-think session as to what to post, though. She Found You (1997) won, though many others deserve honorable mention. Simply wanted to post a good song from a band that captured my attention for many years. This was one of the first songs I heard and it's still a favorite. I even drove from Ohio to Pittsburg (staying in New Jersey, eww) to see them play a festival, and then turned around and caught them in Detroit about a week later. They continue to record music and tour. Anyway.  Other songs contending for the prize were Mud Hill (a proper breakup song), Dull (about how dull life can be when you're alone), and Sunshine (how I imagine being a girl and the object of someone's affection feels like). None of them made as much sense as She Found You, as it is clear I was greatly affected by relationships with women in...

When you meet a good man

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A good man, they say, is hard to find. That's possibly true, though not as true as some would like to believe. Men had to unlearn how to be men in the face of feminism, which robs us of our God-given drive to love, protect, and provide for those God puts in our lives. I often have the urge to help a woman (say she's stuck in a snowbank or can't lift something), but unless she asks, I hesitate. Why? I don't want to be the creepy guy no one asked for but showed up anyway. I'm sorry, but that's the world now.  These are some things I gathered about good men. These are not all me (I'd like to think I'm a good man), but I am some of these things. I will say this: a good man is a game-changer, not just for women but everyone they affect. When a woman loves a man, that love multiplies. She gives him much more than just herself. It's hard to explain, but that's how it works. Women are amazing and created by God to do certain things. What they do, I canno...

My Katharine Hepburn

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This post may rub some the wrong way. I put forth some opinions which are not popular. I'm simply chronicling my experiences with my ex-wife. Katharine (misspelled in the above quote) Hepburn has long been regarded as a "feminist icon," which, as a matter of fact, led my ex's mother (my ex-mother-in-law; gotta love these ever-expanding titles) to choose Katharine Hepburn as my ex's namesake. She changed the spelling to Katherine.  What on earth does Katharine Hepburn have to do with me, you ask? My segues are brilliant. Hey, I'll tell you.  Here's a quote from Hepburn's 2003 obituary at The Guardian : "By the time she went to Hollywood in 1932, Hepburn was regarded as difficult and lofty. Her first employer, David O Selznick, was horrified: she wasn't beautiful, she wasn't sexy, she talked back, she didn't flatter fools. How could she survive?"   Yep, that sounds familiar. Though she displayed a virulent and earl...