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Fecal Pushers

After many years of practice, there are certain types who have mastered the art of shit-pushing and some who have not.  A quick menagerie of the art…


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One of my favorite caught-in-the-act corrections:  I wasn’t kissing your wife Sir.  I was whispering in her mouth!  Then find the nearest exit.

Two industries that most everyone would agree shovel out “pretty” bullshit on a regular basis have to be financial investment companies and sales personnel.  Hello Ma’am, you will be amazed by this latest iPhone…a must have!  Just $299 or $39 for 48 months for FAST 4G speeds and a ba-jillion apps you’ll probably never use!  Or Sir, you are going to be blown away by our new-fangled Hedge-that-Risk-Away fund with a simple monthly direct-debit from your checking account, plus initiation fees, handling, commission, and risk-management fees!

Sound familiar?

I could never be an aggressive sales rep and survive unless I was selling donated organs to terminally ill patients and their families.  But there are some who can make the stinkiest bullshit smell like a rose garden.  And then there are those whose art is necessary, beneficial yet tragic.

The Clean-up Crew

Imagine living in a community that has no trash pickup and disposal, running indoor water/plumbing, no dishwashers, and no washing machines.  Would you cleanup after yourself, in every manner?  Would you cleanup after others, in every way?

Clean-up crew hard at work
Clean-up crew hard at work

Next time you are served a meal you cringe over, think twice about it because there are insects that would have a feast on your waste.  Actually, they do feast…and not just after humans.  Wherever there is fecal waste, there are most likely dung beetles.  They are life’s natural cleanup crew and they are remarkably resourceful.  They are tumblers, they are spelunkers, and they are dwellers.  They make the most of human or animal waste.

Dung beetles are a critical part of nature’s biocycle.  By eating and burying feces, dung beetles recycle vital nutrients into the soil and bury waste that otherwise attracts disease-carrying pests such as flies.  They also help new trees grow.  For example, in the rain forest, monkeys eat fruit where seeds are sometimes undigested.  When the dung beetle arrives at the aftermath, it packs up the feces into a ball, seeds and all, rolls it away and buries it.  Soon after up sprouts a new tree!  On a given night, one dung beetle can roll and bury up to 250 times its own weight in shit!  Imagine that workout.

But these hardworking necessary beetles don’t have it easy.

Shit-pushing Is No Walk in the Park

Every morning as part of my workout, I briskly walk 2-miles; one mile down, one mile up.  The hilltop I live on has about a 23-degree steep grade up or down for about 70-80 yards.  As I’m heading down the hill one morning, I notice in the middle of the drive a dung beetle perilously rolling his dung-ball across the cement.  Every so often he struggled to keep his dung-ball from turning down the steep hill.  Watching this beetle toil for his hard-earned shit, I couldn’t help but sympathize with his adversity.  I watched in amazement and suspense.  What would come of this beetle’s precarious effort?  Would he succeed and beat the odds?  Or would I be witness to horrific shit and beetle carnage?  The cliff-hanger moment was building with every revolution of his dung-ball.

The hill of dung carnage; blood & beetle parts edited out to protect the weak-stomachs.
The hill of dung carnage; blood & beetle parts edited out to protect the weak-stomachs.

He crossed the midway point of the drive still pumping those hind-legs over his neatly packed shit.  Five more feet to go.  Can he do it?  Four feet.  I find myself cheering him on.  Three and a half.  Then he and his shit-ball hit a bump.  Should I intervene like the hand-of-God, showing mercy and compassion for the shit this beetle has put up with?  NO FRICKING WAY!  And then as my questions of shit-miracle-ing lingered, everything went south….literally.  I began laughing my ass off.  Everything was out of control.  The “wheels came off” but the rolling kept going, and going, and going!  If Herbert Morrison of the Hindenburg disaster had been there he would have screamed “Oh the Bee-manity!

Sorry.  I should be more compassionate.  I should pay homage to this epic dung-beetle’s demise.  Let us bow our heads.

He was a brave shit artist.  The bravest I had ever seen.  He hung on to his shit-ball for five, maybe six revolutions down that hill-of-no-return!  Finally, the cruel speed and momentum….perhaps a killer dizzying headache too separated this warrior from his meal.  He tumbled two or three times behind that ball before coming to a most abrupt end.  In his never-say-die attitude, he scrambled to gain his senses, and immediately went searching for his runaway shit-ball.  But it was too late.  I watched that ball roll down the hill…way down the hill about 50 yards – two state lines in beetle distance – before bouncing off the drive into the ditch and disappearing in the grass.  It was gone.  Done.  This dung-expert had lost his shit.

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As utterly hilarious as I found this dung-beetle carnage to be, I had to find the teaching moment:  what is the moral of this story?

No matter how good or pretty smelling it is…don’t push your shit up hill.  You might lose it and it will come rolling back on you.

What moral of the story can you apply?  Let me hear them all.

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Footnote – on a cool etymology note, it has been recently discovered that these dung-beetles navigate their dung-balls by the stars in the Milky Way galaxy; their GPS if you will.  Click here.

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A Supreme Decision

marriage equalityOn June 26, 2013 in a landmark decision the U.S. Supreme Court ruled that a provision in DOMA (Defense of Marriage Act), which denied federal benefits to same-sex couples, was unconstitutional.  This decision marks the beginning of the end of religious-based groups and politicians’ using the government, the laws, taxes, and marital benefits to discriminate against same-sex couples and dictate what is and isn’t endorsed by law in private individual homes.  The Supreme Court also dismissed a case by California’s Proposition 8 ballot initiative trying to define marriage as between one man and one woman.  American President Barack Obama applauded the highest court saying the decision strikes down “discrimination enshrined in law.”  Yes, the ruling is a historic victory for civil rights in America.  The seeds of theocracy were thwarted once again!

But the decision, the debate, and its roots are sometimes lost or glossed over in the hype, emotion, and most certainly the mythical history and theological mumbo-jumbo.  The intention of this post is to remind everyone what the controversy is really about:  the separation of church (individual’s faith) and state… as well as how the neurological, biological, and embryonic evidence increasingly show that love, marriage, and sex are clearly NOT defined by or governed by some unanimous(?) religious ideology, theology, or book.  On the contrary, nature seems to dictate truths to humanity as humanity’s understanding evolves.  And in the case of love, marriage, sexuality, Proposition 8, and DOMA “nature” is screaming at humanity to evolve and revamp its understanding of human nature inside nature.

Products of Millions Not Either Or

intersex_babyAs I wrote about in my April 2011 post Sexual & Gender Ambiguity: My Once Gross Ignorance, one out of 100 births do not fall under traditional male-female physical identifiers.  On a molecular scale one out of 1,666 births has no clear XX or XY chromosome structure.  In other words, the gender and sexual makeup of these inter-sexed babies (who by the way grow into adults) inherit from their embryonic stage and beyond thousands upon millions of combinations of neurological and hormonal designs.  If sexuality or gender were black or white, then nature would show this consistently by having either hetero males or hetero females, nothing in between.  But clearly this isn’t the case and certainly isn’t any “law”.

For millennia mankind has only understood the visible world, or a world that could be observed and examined by our five senses, including genitalia and breasts.  Not until the last two to three decades has medical science revealed compellingly the incredible neurological-hormonal diversity within each of us.  It is a big part of what makes each of us a unique one in 7.13 billion.  And inter-sexed births are only the VISIBLE evidence of this unimaginable diversity!  Every single one of us have a slightly different feeling about attraction, at any given time in any given circumstance – compounding the complexity even more – and we act upon the attraction differently (if slightly) each time.

For example, some men are more aggressive than others, sadly even to the point of harassment or rape.  That is one extreme in a select group or type of males found all over the world.  Some women have the same level of sexual aggressiveness or sensuality while others have a more reserved approach or interest or frequency.  Many times these attractions are affected by environment.  But just as equally they are influenced by our internal neurological and hormonal blueprint.  And if “nature” can sometimes vary the genitalia, the macro-scale, then it certainly stands to reason that nature can vary the internal designs, the micro-scale.

Genetic or Lifestyle Choice?

What does medical science show us?  Three fields of science breach the sexual-orientation issue:  epigenetics, neurohormonal theory, and pheromone theory.

Epigenetics, the study of changes in gene manifestation or expression, over the last couple of decades has revealed that not all traits are INherited but heritable by external or maternal mechanisms; e.g. a pregnant mother shouldn’t drink alcohol or smoke at the risk of fetal defects.  Maternal mechanisms, including ancestral, certainly influence inborn traits even though they are not part of the DNA sequencing.  The point to consider is the diverse multitude of influential prenatal factors.

Neurohormonal theory, the study of embryonic homosexual and heterosexual brain development, has increasingly shown that not only do we ALL start out with the default “female” brain and that we ALL start out sexually as unisex, but during the second trimester there are a multitude of genes triggering or inhibiting hormones and enzymes for both the brain and hypothalamus as well as the sexual organs.  As I wrote in my February 2013 post Toss the 2-D Glasses, structural size differences of the anterior hypothalamus, the organ which regulates sexual behavior, has been observed between heterosexual and homosexual males.  This deserves repeating:  there is indeed a structural size difference measured between hetero and homosexual males.  It is not merely a post-natal adolescent or adult life-choice.  Reread the previous three sentences to allow it to sink in.

The brain registers love as love, despite gender.

Pheromone theory, the study of released airborne molecules which elicit certain social reactions from a member of the same species, has increasingly shown different secretions and excretions will elicit different sexual arousal in homosexual and heterosexual males and females.  These amounts and different chemical makeups (primarily estrogen steroid derivative or EST) are all regulated by the anterior hypothalamus.  This EST regulation has been confirmed in several varying species of laboratory animals, as well as in human males and females.

Scientists decipher 3 billion-year-old genomic fossils. Click on image for larger view & explanation.

The brain (or the anterior hypothalamus) registers love as love, despite gender or antiquated traditions.

Whether one thinks the scientific data is preliminary, compelling, or conclusive, at the very least neuroscientists and embryologists agree that sex-genes and sexual hormones are unpredictably developed and expressed under very complex systems.  Therefore, sexuality and orientation cannot be rigidly oversimplified into A and/or B formulas or law.  Nature and the scientific data simply do not reflect that position.

Shaky Religious Foundations

Despite the U.S. Constitution stating “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion” much of what proponents of DOMA and Proposition 8, like the National Organization for Marriage, construct their stance and subsequent law-making on religious traditions.  I have written numerous posts regarding the fallacy of religious monism.  This also includes the global fallacy of “biblical inerrancy” claimed by Jewish, Christian or Islamic fundamentalists alike.  I will later be publishing another article on biblical inerrancy called The Holy River.

I have also discussed the social dangers in preaching and teaching exclusiveness and elitism, which directly or indirectly fragment unity and nurture ill-will and intolerance to diversity – diversity confirmed in a multitude of life systems, Earth systems, atomic and subatomic systems, and cosmic systems, but even more importantly in spiritual or metaphysical systems!  Without having to repeat much of what I’ve already covered, this is a short list of those related posts…

Origins of Judeo-Christianity and Its “Holy” Bible:
Constantine: Christianity’s True Catalyst/Christ
The Suffering Messiah That Wasn’t Jesus
Canaanites Killed & Removed From Native Lands
Correcting the Gospels of Jesus
Whoops! Not God’s Wrath After All?

On the science of spirituality, the paranormal or metaphysical:
Connectivity – Part 1
Connectivity – Part 2
Connectivity – Back to Physics Class
Connectivity – The New Paradigm

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Unquestionably nature, or more precisely human nature, cannot be “cured” or “cleansed” of what is perceived morally as right or wrong.  Nature is oblivious to morality and we should give eternal thanks for that… treating all humans as our equal.

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Other Duties Call

specialeducationI am finding less and less time on my hands to blog or to follow the many blogs I enjoy following.  Why?  For one, I’m way out-of-town right now (I scheduled this post beforehand) at my son’s baseball tournament for 5-days and 4-nights.  He is a very good catcher on a good little league team; they typically go far in tournaments.  Summer is pretty busy when you have kids.

Another minor reason is because of the remote location I am temporarily living:  far southwest rural Texas has few choices for internet providers. Their streaming data packages are either very limited or if not “limited,” very expensive.  Hence, if it’s not all closely monitored, data uploads and downloads can snowball and quickly get expensive.  And as some of you tech-savvy and internet-savvy bloggers may know, most websites and browsing can DEVOUR data speeds, streaming data limits, etc, etc, like an angry momma bear defending her cubs!  That’s one reason my internet per diem is fixed and not unlimited.

spec_ed-enabledThe other reason, the main reason, is my upcoming licensing exam in July to be certified in Special Education Early Childhood through 12th grade (EC-12).  The preparation for this exam is critical because I already have at least four school districts (and growing) who want me to pass it and work for them.  And so I must pass it…for a number of reasons.  Not long after acquiring the certification, I will have to prepare and move to my new job location.

Therefore, this is my quick simple bulletin that I have not become disinterested in blogging or following your particular blog, but that my personal priorities for the next two months dictate I give more time to a very significant goal/license (and expansion of future opportunities) and less time to things not as significant.  One universal truth that will never change is 24-hours in a day.  No matter how you slice it up, no matter how you shift this or that, there will never ever be more than 24-hours.  Technically, and for health reasons, we have only 17-hours per day — about 7-hours of sleep doctors agree is required for the body to recoup.  Boom.

quiet-everyone-studyI will try to blog and follow blogs as my time allows now and for the summer, however, as August approaches many educators are busy gearing up for the start of the school year, and in some cases – like me even when I’m not preparing for a licensing exam – they start in July.

There are many, MANY posts I’ve started, some I’ve almost completed, and others that are merely in the concept/idea stage that will all eventually get posted/published on here.  For example, these are a few in the works and not in any order…

After Dark – Part 2
Exiting a Wing-suit in Mid-flight
L’absurdité de la Guerre
“For the Kids”
Chasing the Golden Mortarboard
Phi –What?
(none of you steal my ideas here! *wink*)
Fecal Pushers
You Have To Come Home
The Holy River
The Collective Imperative
I Want You
and The Major Sex-Ed Problem in Texas to name a few…

…so I will not be disappearing.  Just not posting or visiting as much until my schedule has more flexibility.

This is therefore a See You A Little Less, and not goodbye.  Feel free to email me (professor(dot)taboo(at)gmail(dot)com) if you would like.  I check emails daily.

To Fuse Endlessly

I usually blog every four to five days.  Not this time.  Yesterday “Abundance Without” and again now; I am unusually energized and moved.  I must share!  I must express through motion…e-motion!  Connecting to the fabrics of life: seeing, tasting, hearing and feeling — for me through music…I dance — touching someone you connect with, smelling each other’s pheromones, reacting to all their senses and movements…blending, combining, following, melting, merging…fusing.  Listening with eyes closed…I am ALIVE, moving, synchronized with these words and rhythm, and it is so good.  My soul lifts, swelling into everything around me.

Come with me, follow… “lie next to me”…and come what may:

Kathy’s Song (VNV Victoria remix) by Apoptygma Berserk:

Oh my love, it’s time
You know how it feels
You read between the lines
You know me better than I do
I lost again, my friend
You know I’m not a saint
You knew it all this time
Still you’ve been waiting for me…

Oh my love, it’s time
You know how it feels
You read between the lines

And know me better than I do
I’m lost again my friend
You know I’m not a saint
You’ve known it all this time
Still you’ve been waiting for me…

Come lie
next to me.

Know why,
you and me are one.

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(Please) Come lie
next to me.

No lies,
you and me are one.

You know I’m not a saint…

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Live Laugh Love

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Abundance Without

As part of the Alternative Lifestyles blog-posts migration over to the new blog The Professor’s Lifestyles Memoirs, this post has been moved there. To read this post please click the link to the blog.

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