Professional Incest: How would you feel if your spouse, best friend, parent, of sibling worked with you? Would you be able to be professionally objective? Would you be able to act as though they were just another peer? Would you have a different standard for what you thought about how they work, what they are doing at any one moment? Would you be able to objectively compete? Would you be able to leave the competition and the work related conversations at work? Would your professional life bleed into your personal life? Would it hurt your relationship with them?

It’s monday moroning (yes, I spelled that right) and I’m dead on the inside…again. I assume it’s more interesting to stick to one topic instead of just listing the laundry list of my weekend chronology…here goes:

Juggling the same two Dead End Men: Saturday night I was a bit upset. There was no one for me to talk to. Marco has become desperately in lust with this one little number (previously spelled S-L-U-T) from Los Angeles with perky tits (I think he said her name was Kelly). I guess friends with benefits has ended…I knew this would happen eventually, usually does with “straight” guys dipping into the sexy-pot, and yet I still let myself let him into my life like that… it’s a disease I have, I guess. The sex was good, but I dont want ONLY that to hold onto when he’s gone for good.

That was problem #1.

Brody (yes, another “straight”) was in town but it would seem our fizzle is less than stellar. He’s a total sob-fest lately. His family is not cool with the two of us (How the fuck do they know?) and it’s getting to him. I think he’s fallen for me but I won’t let myself fall like that, not again… Now I feel responsible for hurting him and am torn on whether or not i should take down the shell and expose myself to vulnerability. Sex hasn’t tainted this relationship yet, and I prefer to keep it that way. He really is a sweet guy.

That was problem #2.

Resolution: Like I said, I had no one to talk to because in Utah being gay is like being black in a KKK camp; you stay hidden and “shut yo mouf!” So, I did the only thing I could think of… I went to the PG Cemetery (morbid right?) and found a guy named Ryan Carter. Ryan listened for about 2 hours while I unloaded some of the heaviest and deepest shit from the cellar of my soul. Afterward, when I got home. I sat and watched TV for a bit then thought; who is Ryan Carter? So I googled him. Took me a while because I had to put in several searches before I could find his obit. I was shocked to see how attractive he was. I knew from the headstone that he’d been born in ‘76 and he’d died in ‘06. It always upsets me when I see pictures of people who are dead at such a young age and he was a hottie! So sad. He’d have turned 30 this past March 8th.

I think I’ll start visiting him to talk like that more often; it was quite fulfilling. How’s that for emo?

Haha! Actually, the title of this is an homage to Sasha Baron Cohen’s Golden Globes acceptance speech where he stated having his Borat co-star’s “Golden Globes” [testicles] on his chin. It was freaking hilarious. Hopefully you saw the video on YouTube before it was so rudely taken down by Dick Clark Productions.

Anyhow, that’s not the subject of this blog. I wanted to pay tribute to something that caught me completely off guard. In 2001, there were two skyscrapers known collectively, along with a few other lesser buildings, as the World Trade Center in NYC. They have also been referred to as the “Twin Towers”. On September 11, 2001, Religion destroyed those two towers. A well known fact to New Yorkers, but not to the world abroad, is that there was a doomed piece of artwork planted dead center of the esplanade between the two leviathan buildings; the Sphere (as shown above).

During my recent trip back to New York, I ventured, sadly, for the first time to Battery Park to oggle the hapless tourists in their constant and evol pilgrimage to Ellis/Liberty Island(s). Having never ventured that far Downtown, I was surprised by the twisted, and yet nearly untouched, sculpture that greeted me.

The sphere, having been between the two towers at the time of the “War of Religion against the Rest of the World”, was a saddening and somber reminder of what happened back so long ago. I must have stood there for about 20 minutes staring at this reminder of my own goal of vindication and retribution.

Imagine a world where hatred wasn’t based on fiction; imagine NO religion.

Where was I when the towers were hit? I was in high school, Junior year. I was in the middle of class, Boston, circa 2001, Lincold-Sudbury Regional. Me and my closest friends, John, Brandon, and Chris, watched LIVE as the second tower was persecuted upon. It took a day to drive, but we made the trek to Manhattan to volunteer for anything we could think of. We dared not go further than the East Village, we found a local restaurant that was feeding service people and offered our services. It was a great time of unity that will forever scar my young life.

The memory will live on. New York will always be a sad place to me. I Love New York, for different reasons.

Mizzle

What does FLDS stand for? F-LDS… Well, I know tht LDS means Mormon and I know that F is the universal letter used when people hold back a swear word that can be used in most cases. F-Mormons…Fucking Mormons!! Myles FTW!

Actually, the FLDS are the Fudamentalist Latter Day Saints; you know, the dogmatic Mormon splinter-cell that still practices polygamy and child marriage.

Here are my thoughts:

1. Yes, the State of Texas appears to have violated the rights of the people. Despite the (hoax) phone call reporting sexual abuse, there was insufficient evidence that ALL the families were involved.

2. Upon finding the (hoax) caller that reported the abuse and finding out she was making it up, they should have released all children to return to their families.

3. It is proven that girls who are NOT of age are/were pregnant at the time of the RAID and/or already had children of whom were biologically their own. This is a disgusting fact and agree that if the this is indeed true, all legal adults within the family unit and of the father’s family should be held responsible. Statutory Rape/Child Molestation take priority over religious freedom. All children (in the immediate families) should be placed in foster care; notedly only for the families of the guilty…NOT all children in the community.

4. FLDS are in-fact Mormon. They may practice the fundamental practices that the more liberal main church changed, but they are still Mormon. Just like Al Qaeda is still Muslim even though Muslims are not all as extreme as those who took out the Towers.

5. Polygamy is illegal in the United States. FLDS polygamy is legal because the marriages are NOT official. Which leaves open the fact that children in Texas cannot consent until 17 whereas with parental consent a marriage can be legal at 16 years old. A non-official marriage means the parental consent is void and useless in court; they have to wait til they are 17.

In the end, I think it’s a good thing that there was a raid on that FLDS camp. I don’t agree that they should have taken the kids, but I feel it was a necessary action to infiltrate the walls of the secretive community because (as has been proven) there ARE illegal things going on. Also, for those of you who want to argue. I would like to also point out that you only know as much as the MEDIA has allowed you to know or the gov’t has allowed the media to know. I highly doubt a government would move to blatantly abandon human rights based on prejudice… I give them the benefit of the doubt and assume there was a good and justifiable reason to raid the community. Think outside the box!

BTW…I kinda rock!

Alright, its time for me to get back into gear. But before I do, here’s a little update on what has been going on in my life…

First of all, I have officially earned the title “…of the Traveling Pants”. I know, lame, huh? Well, I spent a month in frying my brain over Riverside County California, then I swan the span to Australia, hopped myself over to the Dublin Metro area, got laid zero times, came back to the states, took my sister to NYC with all attempts to be a dumb tourist thwarted by the fucking POPE! Now, I’m back in my office, my admin went to have her baby when I was gone and HELL hath come to my office in the meantime!

Today, I’m free of it all. I’ve finished my work, I’ve interviewed 2 temps for her spot, I’m about 5 coffees in, 3 mountain dews down, and had a heft shit that allowed me to spend about 10 minutes away from my desk and the phone. Today is the last day of the quarter and I’m happy I’m done with everything and get to enjoy the rest of the stress-less day now. Woot!

In boy news, my close friend Chad Freeman from Chapman has been keeping me company via myspace and I’m glad to say, he’s too perfect. He’s sweet most of all and I like that. He’s always been a great guy and I know he won’t hurt me. The only issue is Utah.

/throws arms into the air in defeat

Okay, so there will be posts from now on, but not as many as there used to be. My roll at work has changed and I’m quite busy as of late. I hate it. But I make bank, so I won’t complain (too much)!