Yet I am supposed to be your sentry,
Provide labor for free,
Be grateful that you deign to look at me.
Like a baron treats his peasantry,
On my toes, you keep me.
Marley Bobby, I might love thee…
But let me tell you frankly,
You really, really bug me.
Why can’t we just…be?
In inter-species harmony.
If only, if only…
You let me cuddle torture thee.
But you are better for my insecurity;
Seems you help the blind see.
(Fuck me, am I actually thanking thee???)
Complete and whole, you make me.
My one and friggin only…
Naughty, naughty puppy.
Floofy, droopy, a little loopy.
Not even months thirty.
Yet half-lifey.
Already.
In fact, very likely.
Oh my sweet, sweet Molly.
You teach me:
Love…
Love is Tragedy.
We’re addicted to binaries, the easy bit.
Black, White, good, evil, every anxiety made to fit.
But as responsibilities rise, failures and struggles internalize.
We then realize…we ain’t shit.
No matter how many bullseyes we hit.
We’re all just stardust, maybe an it from a bit…
All having suckled at some tit.
So remember this, my fellow adult kits:
There is endless fit, for every glorious wit,
You just have to commit (with all of your id);
To the it from the natural bit.
Meh.
The fuck do I know?
So you do you…just do whatever fits.
From the tee, etching all the way, to the raging see;
For our muddled minds, our tired hides, yearning to be free.
You’ve been there for me – a daily jubilee –
My Tender Hearted Q to the Su to the sea.
’tis time to ignore, fearlessly ignore, the mindless controversy.
So I’ll say it thrice…
MEMENTO MORI
MEMENTO MORI
MEMENTO MORI
That’s what you taught me,
My Tender Hearted D.
Organic Thanatology.
And Awareness.
And Acceptance.
In Valorous Mediocrity.
Endless Wonder in Every Journey.
That’s what you helped me see…
You gave me the gift…
A precious gift.
Tender Hearted Clarity.
And for that,
I do thank thee,
My Tender Hearted G.
Extinction Note 420 (of course) 9/22/22
We need parity between the matriarchs and the patriarchs of our species.
Rank patriarchy and structuralized male dominance, going on for perhaps over 10 millennia and counting, has scientifically shown to be detrimental to our species – by every rational measure of human suffering.
Even today, the countries that have the greatest gender equality, are the safest, nicest and, yes, best countries to live in.
But here’s the rub – even those countries are barely a generation away from the most heinous forms of gender violence. And let’s be honest here, they’re really not that much better for women and girls than the, you know, currently mega fucked up ones when it comes to gender equality. I should know. I’m a father and husband who comes from one of those fucked up countries – India – adopted into America via work, love, and privilege; Raising a family in America very specifically because he wants his daughter, wife, and, just as importantly, himself to have greater freedoms and choices than any of us would have in India. I like it better here, in America (hell there are times when I even fucking get patriotic) because overall, American society is less sexist, less misogynist, less patriarchal, and less chauvinist than Indian society is…by far (but not that far, if you know what I mean).
The point is, my brothers, if there are any who might read my ramblings – there’s a lot of work to still do. No matter where you are. Hell, shoot me a message if you want to chat about this shit. I mean it – sriram.writing@gmail.com – even if you disagree with me. I ain’t no saint nor am I self-hating man (any longer). I think masculinity is just fine, but toxic masculinity isn’t. And we’ve got a lot of toxicity to undo.
{This post is dedicated to my sisters and brothers in Iran, currently fighting a glorious fight for greater gender equality.}
https://www.science.org/doi/10.1126/science.aao1807
Abstract
Present-day hunter-gatherers (HGs) live in multilevel social groups essential to sustain a population structure characterized by limited levels of within-band relatedness and inbreeding. When these wider social networks evolved among HGs is unknown. To investigate whether the contemporary HG strategy was already present in the Upper Paleolithic, we used complete genome sequences from Sunghir, a site dated to ~34,000 years before the present, containing multiple anatomically modern human individuals. We show that individuals at Sunghir derive from a population of small effective size, with limited kinship and levels of inbreeding similar to HG populations. Our findings suggest that Upper Paleolithic social organization was similar to that of living HGs, with limited relatedness within residential groups embedded in a larger mating network.
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