Space Junk

Space Debris Orbiting Earth

On Saturday, I took Teriyaki out for “Dinner and Dancing.” Well, the dinner part at least. Yes, I know I’m destroying my credibility with the “Alpha Bros” and probably 2/3 of the ‘Sphere, but I don’t care. I’m not going to live my life for them considering that most of them have no idea what they are talking about and are just LARPing anyway.

It’s good to be your own Mental Point of Origin as Rollo calls it. It’s good to ask and hopefully know what you want. It’s great to not give a fuck. At the same time, there comes a time when you need to take other people’s feelings and thoughts into consideration. They are human beings after all. If everything you do is about you and you alone and only the things that you like and want to do, you’ll end up being alone. I know I wouldn’t stick around anyone whether they are a man or a woman if everything was only about them, for them, with nothing in it for me.

So I took Teriyaki out for a nice dinner, we had a great time, and it was a great evening. And yes, I paid for the dinner as well with no expectations of sex or anything else afterwards. She enjoyed it and I think she enjoyed the dessert that we had right after dinner.

While we were sitting in the car, eating our dessert, we got to talking. Teriyaki is 34 and I’m 49, so there’s a little bit of an age gap between us, which I happen to enjoy. I like my women much younger than me for the most part, and it isn’t just their “younger, hotter, tighter” status, but it’s also their perspective on things. You see, I not only enjoy younger women for their youth, but I actually learn from them as well.

I’m a Gen X’er. I was a young adult, in my early 20’s when the internet really first became a thing. I grew up without the internet, smart phones, GPS technology, and social media. I had none of those luxuries that we take for granted today. If I wanted to go somewhere I hadn’t been before, I had to get a paper map and look it up and figure out where I needed to go. I needed to learn how to use an actual compass in order to find which direction was north and which direction I was currently facing. If I wanted to talk to friends and family I either had to walk, ride a bicycle, or drive to them, or I had to pick up a phone and call them and until cordless phones became a thing, I was limited as to how far I could walk in a given room. Privacy, much like today, wasn’t much of a thing when the corded landline in the kitchen didn’t extend to my bedroom. And meeting girls? Yeah, much like today, you had to walk up to them and actually talk to them and get to know them.

Teriyaki is a Millennial. A fairly early millennial to be fair, but a millennial nonetheless. She grew up with some of the technology that we all enjoy today, but then again, she didn’t have all of it. She’s kind of a “hybrid” where she had more access to it earlier than I did, but she also has a lot of the skills that Generation X and earlier had to rely on in order to get around and function in the world.

We were sitting there, eating our dessert, and there was another car sitting next to us with a young guy at the wheel, who was engrossed in his phone. He had been so distracted by his phone and had spent so much time on it that when he finally decided to leave, he didn’t realize that he had already turned his headlights on. That’s because when he threw the car in reverse, he actually turned his headlights back off, realized that they had already been on, and then turned them back on again.

We watched him do this and that’s where Teriyaki and I got to talking about technology and where we are today. I mentioned that we as a society have become so dependent on technology, that if something were to happen, and the internet went down, most of the younger people would be seriously fucked. At least until they learned how to adapt and survive without that technology. What if we were to have a war and it knocked out the internet? The internet is pretty hardy I’m sure. I wouldn’t doubt that there are fail safes that are put into place in the event of something like a war.

But what about our own sun doing something like a massive solar flare? Or what about something like the space junk problem that is currently growing? A lot of our current technology and parts of the internet rely on satellites. All it would take is some of this junk that is orbiting the planet to hit one satellite, knock it out of commission and a catastrophic chain of events could easily happen where old debris hits new objects which creates new debris which then hits other objects and it’s a series of dominoes falling down from there. With all that junk, and more being created all the time, it’s only a matter of time where we may not be able to actually leave the planet to explore the outer reaches of space because of us creating our own orbiting prison system. If satellites can’t orbit, we can’t communicate globally.

The internet may become unstable or spotty, or inaccessible in some or many parts of the world, GPS technology could become a thing of the past, and it’s back to using a compass and a paper map again. While that’s not a big deal for me, what about the younger people who have grown up knowing nothing more than computer technology? Do the younger people even know what the Dewey Decimal System is? Do they even know how to use it?

We have become so reliant on technology that we are seeing the effects of it. Younger people today have minimal social skills. Everything they have done involves at minimum a laptop or a smart phone. All of their major communications involve texting and emoji’s. They literally don’t know how to have a phone conversation, let alone a face to face interaction with someone outside of their immediate friends or family. You think I’m exaggerating, but I’m not.

Why does the ‘Sphere even exist? It’s guys trying to figure out how to “get the girls.” At least that’s what it started out as. Game is nothing more than the ability to talk to women with the goal of getting them into bed. Most guys today have zero Game. None. That’s because they literally don’t know how to have a conversation with a woman, let alone have the confidence in themselves to actually try and escalate and get that woman to go and have sex with them. Most young women today are no better off. They don’t know how to have a conversation with a man either. They don’t know what to do. I have seen this in restaurants, bars, and other public places. Yes, this is even during the pandemic. If anything, I think the pandemic is making it worse as everybody is “social distancing,” wearing masks, and staying home, staying away from each other.

I saw young children, like between the ages of 2 and 4, the other day. They were in some form of daycare. They were in an enclosed space, with literal iron bars separating them from the rest of the world, and they were all wearing masks. Talk about sitting or standing in a literal jail cell, wearing masks. This is the future that we are creating.

All of this talk of technology, war, the possible fall of the internet, and space junk happened between a millennial woman and a cynical old gen X’er while we were eating ice cream in a car, after a night of “dinner and dancing” on the night before Valentine’s Day.

What have you guys done?

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Social Wasteland

sand dunes scenery

I’m sitting here writing this and watching a couple of YHT (younger, hotter, tighter) drinking and dancing on Facebook Live. They are listening to an eclectic bunch of music, everything from Fleetwood Mac to Type O Negative, and they are really getting into it when Tool comes on.

Ah, the goth scene. Where everyone dresses in black and the music bleeds like heroin and melancholy. I remember those days. Apparently there is a revival going on, goth is trying to make a comeback.

Watching these YHT dancing and drinking in front of the camera makes me a little sad. Sad for the fact that I’m reading the comments and listening to the girls interacting with the chat, and none of these souls know how to communicate with each other.

It would be fun and sexy, these girls have great moves and the curves in the right places to match, but they don’t know how to honestly interact with others. They are the very definition of “socially awkward.”

And it’s not just the girls on the video stream, it’s the entire chat. It’s their “friends” on Facebook. Nobody knows how to flirt. Nobody knows how to give or receive a compliment. Nobody knows how to communicate. And they want to. So fucking bad. Everybody wants to genuinely engage, they want to actually communicate with one another, but it’s like they don’t know how.

It’s something like:

“Hey, you’re cute.”

“I like corn bread and music and flowers?”

I sat and watched this for a while, watching those girls, and by girls, I’m talking about late 20-somethings. I watched them dance, and laugh, sometimes sing but mostly lip sync to their favorite songs. And I got sad. Sad because these girls were lonely. I could see it in their eyes. I could see it in their behavior. They weren’t drinking. They were medicating. They so desperately wanted to connect with someone and they didn’t know how. And the chat wasn’t any better. There wasn’t as much “thirst” going on there, since this wasn’t a public performance, but nobody knew how to really interact with each other.

It’s a malaise. No wonder people do the drugs they do. No wonder we drink to excess. No wonder anti-depressants and other SSRI use is off the charts.

We live in a time of relative peace, plenty, and prosperity. At no other point in history have we had it so good. We are living longer in general, we have the best medical technology to date, and we literally want for nothing.

And yet we do. Want. We want for something. We want for connection. We want for some form of intimacy and understanding. I saw all of this in those young women’s faces. I could see their lives of quiet desperation by the fact that they were “trying too hard.” Trying too hard to look like they were having fun. Trying too hard to get inebriated as quickly as possible so that they could be numb.

Numb from their malaise. Numb from their fear. Numb from life in general. Numb from the fact that things don’t always work out the way that you had intended.

That’s part of the problem though, being numb. You medicate away your pain, longing, and loneliness and all that is left after a brief high is numbness. And then that numbness becomes a sort of “pain” itself.

I stopped watching the video shortly after one of the young women decided to flash her tits. Of course she flashed her tits, it’s part of the script, it’s part of what you do when “you only live once” and “fuck the world” and give it the finger while sticking your tongue out.

I really worry about younger people today. They aren’t just starting at zero, they are starting at a deficit, a negative. Who is to blame and what is to blame doesn’t really matter because it’s not going to change the situation that they are in. Pointing fingers isn’t going to solve the problem.

I’m glad that I am where I am in my life and that I am who I am. I wouldn’t trade places with anyone.

Someone asked me what I thought about dating these days compared to when I was younger. I think dating has gotten easier as I have gotten older. In many ways I have more options now than I did when I was in my 20’s or even in my 30’s.

I know how to flirt and how to communicate and it blows women away when I can carry a conversation with them and it just flows. This isn’t just younger women who say these things to me, this is women in my own age group as well. Maybe that’s part of my “edge.” I don’t know and I don’t really care all that much.

It seems that at least with the younger crowd, the women don’t know what they want, and guys are too scared to speak their minds and say things that could be considered offensive. Basically guys don’t know how to communicate and I’m not talking about that tired trope of “communication is everything,” but I am talking about being able to not give a fuck if somebody doesn’t like what you have to say, but you’re willing to say it anyway.

It’s like watching two magnets where the “north” ends are pushing away from each other instead of a “north/south” dynamic that pulls them in together.

Where does all of this go from here? I honestly have no idea. It was a little bit of a shock to me to watch these videos of these young women and see them literally baring their souls for the whole world to see. To see their loneliness behind the booze and the sexy dancing. To see their awkwardness as they fumbled with communicating with their chat and to watch the chat fumble around as well. And to think, these were people that were in their mid to late 20’s, possibly into their early 30’s.

They were having a “not-conversation.” They were doing “not-flirting.” It was like fumbling around in the dark trying to find a light switch, because you could tell they were looking for it, everyone was. And yet nobody could find it and turn the light on. It was like they knew they were looking for something (the light switch) but they couldn’t describe it or knew what it looked like.

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