I'm in DC now. Oh yesh, my flights = fear enforcement. I don't like flying. Although, on my second flight, i got to see this guy being a good father. It was heart-warming. His daughter was BAD though. Actually, she wasn't bad, she was just 3. It was cute he was teaching her to read. Teaching her how to spell her name. It was an "awwwwww" flight. I still am definitely waiting to have kids though. On my way to baggage claim in DC, two random young girls stopped me and said "Are you Brent?" This substitutes for a white card with black letters nowadays. They said they had been through about 30 Black guys and were now quite relieved. Newaye, the poet, then met me at baggage claim, we got my bags. Almost lost my ID, and then drove to his parent's place. Where I now blog to you from. His dad cooked some roast beef and spaghetti with some kinda sauce that he invented on the spot. I must say, it was on point! Go pops. So far it's been a night of affirming that I am a good student, meeting some cool family, and being immersed in some Ethiopian culture head on. No complaints here. They got me set up with a bed, and tv down in the basement. It's definitely beyond anything i need, so bigups to Newaye's folks. Aight then y'all. I just finished an email. I'm in DC. Praying for an easy time here. So many thoughts on my mind, so much to deal with. I meditated nearly all of the second half of the second flight, but i lost my conclusion (if i ever reached it). Alas, i should probably get offline. It was nice being back in TX. Now it's nice being in DC. When the time comes, i'm sure it will be nice being in MA. Life is good.
Peace & Blessings.

So I was asked "Do u believe in love at first sight?"
Well, the thing is i feel that i see love at first sight as something a lot more simply explained. I believe in vibes, and i believe when you first meet someone you are basically running down a checklist. For instance, on my list include character traits such as... "She has class" "She has a sense of humor" "She has patience" "I understand her logic" "She understands my logic", etc. From there, if a relationship starts and there didn't seem to be anything that arose that caused doubt in my mind about this person... then that's where I would say something like "It was love at first sight!" However I, personally, wouldn't ever say something like that. Instead I would just say, "From the moment I met her I got a good vibe."
Now do I believe in falling in love with someone the moment you see them? Heck naw! What could you possibly be in love with? I mean... be honest with yourself. The things people truly believe and want to believe in scare me sometimes. As well as how gung-ho they are about such beliefs. Love at first sight eh? If so then you must often be heartbroken from that first time you talk to them. I know sometimes i'm thinking, "It's a dang shame that someone so pretty has nothing going on up there." I used to joke that tickets should be given out for that. Attractive people should be forcibly taught interesting things. :-) Nope. And they find other people like them. Natural selection is going to weed us out one day. So sad. I feel bad for geniuses, the world must really suck to them. Imagine if the whole world compared to you was like a bad frat party. ::Shudder:: Alas, I digress. Love at first sight? No I don't believe in it. I don't seriously throw out "love" quickly. I understand how folks could say "it was love at first sight", but I don't believe in true love at first sight. Like i said, what are you in love with? And what is behind the selective process of who gets your "love". La La La. Blah BLah Blah. Buh B-Buh Buh Buh! How about a nice glass of OJ, son?
Sorry, ADD, plus tired of being patronizing. ::Exhale:: I do believe some people are just cool from the get go. Besides alot of that "love at first sight" is really set in what happens after those first times meeting the person. There's more I could say, but heck, if you don't feel where i'm going with this yet (after I've said it about three times), what's the point?!
Peace, Love (caution), and Afro-Grease!

Alright, so... [Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeemix]

Tonight, i worked security at this concert. Turns out it was a Kumbia Kings concert. All night it was "DO NOT RUN, PLEASE WALK!" "I'M SORRY, BUT YOU MAY NOT SIT INFRONT OF THIS POINT! YOU HAVE TO MOVE!" and lastly "BACK UP PLEASE!" (This is the short version, maybe if i'm not sooooo tired one day, i will elaborate. Don't expect it though.) The opening act was alright. Kumbia Kings were tight though. Everytime they mentioned single ladies the barely teenage girls i was holding back got all excited, and i just shook my head. Aside from the over-zealous underaged girls, Latinas are beautiful. The dude next to me lost his d*mn mind. I don't know how he could live in Texas and not know the beauty of Latin women. As well, I wish i understood Spanish more. Haha, my section of the crowd were like the die hard Kumbia Kings fans. They were slick too. Eventually I worked out a comprimise with them. Up until then though, they were getting smart of me, like "There's 50 of us and only 1 of you!" I was like, "Ya damn right, that means i'm a bad motherfucker! Don't TEST me!" Kidding, it wasn't that cut throat. Geez, sometimes you just looked at someone like they were crazy. You couldn't help it. I know i just wanted to stare somebody down and say "HAVE YOU LOST YO DAMN MIND?!!" I just really want to believe that these people usually make sense. You know, let's say on a thursday, May 8, 2004, i want to believe they'll be doing something normal. They love them some Kumbia Kings, mayn. But why not love the Kumbia Kings?! Heck, I like them alot after seeing them in concert. And they're from Corpus Christi, TX. So you gotta rep the Lone Star.

Oh, supposedly the lead singer is Selena's brother. Man, so many talented musicians pass on so young. Gives a whole new appeal to mediocrity. Ashanti ain't going nowhere! (JK, love you Ashanti. Cus, honestly... i'd date her. Especially with that Janet Jackson thing she has going on in her "Aww baby" video. Don't act like you didn't notice. Lol, "aww baby"/"ooo baby" 61 times. A radio station here counted; they were bored.) Digress. From my experience at the concert I realize that social workers and such have it hard. Any profession where you have to deal with a whole bunch of people. Everyone thinks their special. That's the truth of it. People want to believe the rules don't apply to them because they are ... whoever the heck they think they are. Heck, i know I do. Just makes me feel better about life. Life would suck if you couldn't even just delude yourself into believing you were special. In the meantime though, whenever I am part of the crowd now, i will just work with the security, or the ushers, or whoever is doing crowd control anywhere. Waiters. Fast food people. Even though I was going to be nice to them anyway, today just reinforced that. It was like, "CALM DOWN! I'M NOT EVEN ASKING YOU TO BACK UP 2 FEET. CAN I GET ONE FOOT PLEASE?!" "NO THE VIEW IS NOT BETTER 4 FEET CLOSER; WE'RE IN THE BACK! IT DOESN'T MATTER BACK HERE!" "Sure, i'll take the picture for you. Alright, now back up!" "If you knock me over this rail, i'ma go angry black man on y'all." My people were cool though, and eventually i was crouching so that there wasn't a big black man all in their view. As well, they stopped trying to push up. Yep. Well... viva los Kumbia Kings.
Hasta luego, mi amigos.

Yesterday...
Dwele - Possible (listen to that as you read this)
Well, last night actually. Steven and I and Terese, Sarah, Suzanna, Melodie, Elizabeth, and Chris all went out to play pool. One would think things would be weird with Steven and his ex, but nah, things were chill. I hope i can reach a point like that. Geez, i hate drama. Alas, c'est la vie... so until then i guess i envy Steven. As well, it's funny to see that she hasn't changed a bit; on the inside that is. Still lovely. I remember way back when i had a minute crush on her, but now it's like... "Better Steve than me." Other than that it was like "Hmph, just like high school." I leave in 4 days. Actually, 2 days. I'm sorry; got so used to saying four days, that i lost track of time. Go figure. Anyway, i can barely keep my eyes open. This here, was really a point less blog, but i think i just keep writing pointless blogs so that when i look back at my summer i remember EXACTLY what it's like.

As in ... today i woke up. Went back to sleep cus i figured my friends weren't up yet. Eventually called Jessica. Got dressed, went over to her place, and then left to go shopping. We had a little driving adventure finding a Washington Mutual and getting gas. (WaMu ROCKS!!!) In one of the many Houston malls, I bought a nice Polo shirt, and then realized how much it cost and was like, "D*mn!" Yes, i said 'bought'. After that it was fun shopping with Jessica. Although it was weird to have so many females looking at me... whether it be that they think i'm cute; assuming i'm either straight dating Jessica (whom they probably assume to be white) cus i'm shopping with her; or assuming that i'm gay ... cus i'm shopping with her. Highlight, "Brent is good to shop with... he has good taste, (another part of the compliment i forgot), and he's patient." :-D

Got home and basically passed on the offers to go out. Did some writing, had a long talk with my boy Newaye (the poet) about current feelings on the past relationship. It was good, he worked me out of some fustration, more or less. I'm still, set in my position though, Newaye, but i'm not so pissed anymore. Now i'm chillin to some Allen Anthony - Alright,

Peace and Blessings...

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You know... I just realized something very cool about the show "Friends". It has successfully shown to "mainstream" (aka white-) America how easy it is to have a BabyMama/BabyDaddy. You know, Ross and Rachel; that's essentially what their relationship is. It's just in some fictional NYC block highly devoid of minorities. I digress; anyway... I hope America will recognize this and quit looking down on folks with BabyMama/BabyDaddy's.
I shall return...

WHAT THE HECK?!

Why is every state in the boondocks trying to make a commercial now? I swear in the past hours I have seen maybe two or three of them for different states. Really though? What's a brother gone do in West Virginia? No, NOOOOO; what's a brother gone do in South Dakota?! I mean really? Who plans a trip to South Dakota?! When's the last time you heard people reppin' West Virginia as the hot spot?! VA is on the map but not... WV? Dang, you know your state is off the radar when folks don't remember the state initials. TX baby!! Holdin' it down!!

Jessica is back! Yep. Yesterday, Steven and I spent the whole day at her place just talking. Wide range of subjects. Just like any good convo.

Steven and I were in the mall yesterday. I ran into this gentleman that I remembered. An elderly man who used to coach golf at Reagan High School. So he greeted me, 'Hey how you been?' "Fine sir, yourself? ... Are you still coaching?" He says 'Coaching?! Well, I was a band director.' Now i'm thinking maybe it's the wrong guy, but that wasn't possible UNLESS he has a IDENTICAL twin brother who also teaches. He told me, 'I used to give lessons over at Hermann Park...'. He really was the coach though. Thing is how do you tell someone, "NO. You're wrong!! You don't know jack about yourself!"

I DON'T GET IT!!!
WHY CHEAT?!!

First i was kinda thinking about it from watching this movie. It follows three couples. One, a man is cheating on his wife. Another, a girlfriend is thinking about cheating on her boyfriend, because he hasn't asked her to marry him yet. Lastly, a man doesn't trust his affectionately distant wife. THEN, i started flipping around and I saw the Kobe news. As well, it was a press conference with him and his wife and his attorney. He basically broke down/came clean and was like i cheated on my wife, but that's it. "I made the mistake of adultery." Now... I'm looking at his wife and i'm like 'WHAT MAN IN HIS RIGHT MIND WOULD CHEAT ON THAT WOMAN!' Supposedly, Halle Berry has had fidelity problems with her husband, Eric Benet. I'm like... ERIC, you have Halle Berry, anything else is a BIG step down! I'm not even that huge on Halle Berry either, i'm just saying... you got a good thing why mess that up? I find it hard to believe that SOOooo many people get stuck in the dilemma where they can't bring themselves to leave, and don't respect their mate enough to stay faithful.
Back to Kobe... his wife looks GOOD. I mean going off strictly looks... i'd say she was very attractive. Although i have this thing that if a girl is that fine she must be a b*tch. I dunno, just a thing i developed a long time ago. She looks like she would be hard to get along with long term, but that's just the vibe i get looking at her. Maybe she is... maybe he reached a point where he couldn't stand being with this woman, but at the same time didn't want to leave her; i wouldn't be suprised at that. Same thing goes for Eric, it's been said that Halle is the kind of woman that purposely works a man last nerves then tries to provoke him to hit her. You know... "Oh you think you're a man?! Hit me then!! You a man!! Hit me!" One of them, this is just all hearsay, but it is believable. She's fine... so she must be crazy. Kobe ... stupid. Wait... noooooo Billy Bob Thorton... for leaving Angelina Jolie, that was stupid. That woman would die for that man, she was really down for him, smart, fine, predictably crazy; yeah, he's can only move down from that. Same thing with Kobe... nowhere to go but down. Same thing for Eric Benet... who can really top his wife. Maybe they just like change...but heck I like change, yet I can be faithful.
Back to myself, i remember the times i cheated, and both times were because the person i was with wasn't treating me right. Personally I still regret my actions, and do apologize for them. I don't think i'll cheat again; it sets too heavy in my conscience. In addition to that, I hate lying, so if i was asked then i'd have to tell whoever I cheated on that I cheated and I don't want to deal with that drama. I remember being cheated on, and I just kept/keep trying to figure out how she couldn't have that respect for me if she felt i was treating her right. I mean in actuality she was cheating on the other guy with me, but still, we tried to do right by her and just wound up scarred. To this day i'm still upset about the memory of the whole thing; I know how good things could have been, so that's why i'm upset. Everytime i've been the person someone else cheated with, that was more so me being selfish in my own pursuit of happiness.
Oh, the movie; everybody started being faithful. The cheater stopped cheating. The near cheater didn't. The faithless couple started communicating better. Near cheated on guy even proposed, which was the whole reason he was almost cheated on.
Well, it is still a mystery, why it happens to much. You would think people would just ultimately want to find one person and honor that bond. It makes relationships scary. Cus you never know when or why it will happen. Doesn't matter how great you treat them, or how much you care for them, it is still possible. Even married couples have fidelity problems; couples that pledged their life to each other cus at one point they were that in love, or believed themselves to be that in love. I just pray my next relationship is a really good one that will put an optimism in me. It's hard to be optimistic when things just seem so flawed and fragile. What is permanent? What will last? Where does the confidence in fidelity come from? C'est la vie. =-/

Cheating...::sigh::... so little to gain, but so much to lose.

That's my word...Peace.

It's Bacon!!
Yes folks, it's Bacon!
I was making myself breakfast today, and once again i came to the part I hate most. Frying the bacon. See, Bacon is SOOOooo good. But when you cook it the heat makes some of the fat melt off and become hot grease. The other fat swells and eventually pops. Oh yes, the pop. I hate the pop. It's hot grease just stinging you. It's fast too, you think your fast enough to dodge the pop, but no! It's like a dang viper man. A rattlesnake. It's like the pig's last payback. I can just hear the pig talking... like, "I got ya punkass, ya'gone learn! YOU GONE LEARN!!" However, bacon is just so good. Honestly, the pig is just still great. I remember once saying that the pig is like a wonder-meat. We go native-american on the pig. Neckbone, Pig feet, Ham, Chitterlings (pronounced "chitlins" to us, but i don't recommend it as a delicacy), etc. Ah, pig, you can pop all you want, but i'ma still eat you!!

Hey, guess what?! I finally saw Amelie. I must say i thoroughly enjoyed the film. As well, anticipation is such a great quality to manipulate. Yet again, Terese didn't fail to bring a friend, although it was this dude Walter we (steven and I) knew from high school. I have finally accepted a truth about conversation. 'Do not force it.' Whenever the conversation ends, just leave. It actually feels REALLY good to leave. I mean, essentially it is emancipation. Um, other than that I'm just chillin' watching the 50 Cent - Pimp video. I don't care what nobody says, Snoop will always be cool. He's gone be one of them old men that's just cool. Let me gone and go. Cus it's...

Bad Van Damme flick time!!!


"They say I talk a little fast
But if you listen a little fast
I don't have to slow down
in order for you to catch up."

Peace.

I seem to have made a habit of blogging at 3-4AM when i actually have nothing to say. I think i just like updating this thing. And honestly this is how summer goes and i don't think i want to forget this, so what better way to document it than getting it lost in the endless archives of my blog. I wonder what I was doing a year ago on this date. Maybe I wrote a blog about it. Currently... I am watching Booty Call. I dunno, i've seen it before, yet it's always comical. LoL, aight, their cussing in Mandarin, so i'm going to go watch this movie cus it's obviously going to keep stealing my attention from this movie.

Tonight, I went to play pool with Steven, Terese, and her friend. Seems we (steven and I) keep meeting her friends. It's cool actually. New week, new person. My bestfriend Jessica was supposed to come back tomorrow, or so I thought. Alas, nope. Of the two computers that i had to try and make virus free only one lived. Ha, Bernie Mac is in this movie. Interesting, there are alot of Asians in this movie. As well as South Asians. Note to self, DO NOT call a Punjabi ... a Pakistani!!! SLeepy.

Peace.

I don't know. I'm bored. Well, not amazingly bored, i'm so deep in summer that i have found my programming nitch watching TV. Thing is, i just don't want to. So i'm writing to you now.
::Long Pause::
Well once again, i am into the swing of this single thing. I think i'm going to stay here a while (single that is). So i think, but that's how it always happens, whenever i'm just loving being single... bam, relationship. Which is cool too, but i'm really liking this single thing. I WILL FOCUS on my work. Honestly. I was going to ramble on about some other things, then i started watching TV. Some all-star legends/celebrities game.
::Long Pause::
I-i-i-i-i-i'm going to eat.

Peace, Houstonians and Non-houstonians.

I still wait for emails and phone calls. Go figure. Saw Antwone Fisher tonight, finallly. It was good. 4/5. Maybe 5. Maybe. I'm sleepy now. The White Stripes are cool, and that bass line on 'Seven Nation Army' is the jam. I would get jam.Elephant if i had that kinda money. Coldplay is still cool. Pharrell is cool as ever, maybe cooler. Sleepy. Anyway, the real point of today is ... temporary labor jobs (like the one i did today for a friend's mom, with Steven) are tight.
The reminder point... it's sad how some folks here can't parallel park. I mean i know that we NEVER do it, cus we have parking lots EVERYWHERE, but still ... they could do a lil better. Dang shame. Haha.

Peace .................................................... too right.

Today, Steven and I went and saw Pirates of the Carribean. We were quite charmed with the film. It has my 3.5/5 approval rating. Most films are 2-3. It had been raining severely today, but we caught it just at a time when the sun was out. After the movie i took steven home and noticed that it was about to rain hard again. However, I just didn't feel like going home. So I was like, i'll go check the mail. But very soon I didn't feel like checking the mail, cus it was getting scary. Randomly I turned on this random street next to some office buildings thinking it would take me to the freeway (high ground). But it didn't, and again, it was starting to flood, and Houston flash floods don't play.
While on the random street i saw this lady waiting in the rain. I'd say 5'0" 295lbs around late to mid-30s black lady short hair; hands kinda full, including an umbrella that the rain seemed to have manhandled. At first I didn't pick her up figuring that there must be a ride that she was waiting for which would be there soon. But randomly i was like, let me give this lady a ride. Which is the first time that I've EVER done that. So she hops in, we exchange names, and I get a rough idea of where i'm going. So we start making conversation, and i do mean making as in trying to find SOMETHING to talk about to ease the awkwardness. So we bonded on religion. We were both Christians. She was going through some hardships (even proven in the fact that she was about to walk home in that rain). My mom and I are coming out of some hardships. So basically the whole way back we were having the "God is going to bless us soon... thank God life isn't worse than this" conversation.
Eventually we make it to her apartments. (She turns out to life 60 seconds away from Uchenna - a close friend who goes attends my college.) TOTALLY OFF-TOPIC she says to me, "I guess God wants me to tell you this: Don't chase after women, the right one will come to you. When she does make sure she's right in the spirit." THEN she told me that I was going to bring alot of people over to God... said i was going to be a preacher or like a preacher. I was just sitting in the drivers seat wide-eyed and shocked. I don't think i said much in response. Soon she was directing me on how to get out, for a moment it was like she stepped out of character. We said our cordial Christian goodbyes. It wasn't really raining at all by now. Just long enough for me to want to help her out. Only time i've ever picked up someone. My mom used to do it all the time when i was little. She felt blessed and wanted to bless others. "You do good, you get good; you do bad, you get bad!" In all honesty, it's what i needed to hear. The one who is right will love me. I need to wait for the one who loves me. "It's not who you can live with, but who you can't live without."

Peace & Blessings.

Wait a minute...

So i'm watching ABC World News Now; my fave news program the one that comes on at 3AM and is alot less stuck up than the rest of the informational media. Thing is this wonderful program which has long employed a Black anchorman and an Asian anchorwoman, is now hosted by blondes (male and female). That's outta line. I know the show had been getting successful and all, but really... did they have to give us new "American" faces for their new audience. What's the dang deal?! Some of the people behind the scenes are still ethiopian and asian. What happened to my news show?! Outtaline. Derrick McGinty was the mayn! :-(
Peace y'all.

Nothing is up. Weekends not over yet though, one more hour.

Relationships seem so fragile now. I had some good conversations today. All the way til 2AM, just talking about everything from who we wish we never dated to the serious and inevitable mid-life crises. So now as i listen to Bilal-When Will You Call (still my favorite song) i recall my current feeling towards relationship. I feel like they are so temporary. Like the happiness is always waiting to end. I recently compared relationships to meteor showers in the infrequency of it's splendor. It seems that there is always some catch. I have yet to be in a relationship where I liked her and she liked me and there was no settling, and no major flaw. Even beyond that, will there ever be a time where the happiness drowns out the doubts? Will I ever be free, to just love and be loved? Chopin - Waltz in C sharp Minor Op. 64 No. 2 (my favorite classical piece). I pray that in my next relationship that i don't carry any issues into it. The trust issue i have now, mixed with a paranoia of being hurt. In reality though, i want to just say "fuck it" and enjoy myself until the hurt comes. Acknowledging that if i am happy there will be some unavoidable hurt. Pessimistic, yes, but alot more easy on the soul than being yet again cut when i feel everything was going well.
Steadily i wish things went different ways. I wish people who aren't here were here. I wish I was more patient with my solitude. It seems everytime i begin to enjoy being single, i involve myself with someone. Even worse, it has become a past. A chain of relationships that follow me. Some i forget until i really think about my past. Others pop to my mind instantly as if unconciously associated with the word "relationship". I know who i see when i think "regret". I know who i see when i think "love". I know who I see when i think "drama". Allen Anthony - Alright (a hard one to find).
Still, where am i supposed to gain hope in relationships from? It seems that time doesn't matter, whether you've been in it for 3months or 3years it is just as easily succeptable to termination. It seems even more scary that that relationship, that you are so thankful for at the two year anniversary, you are crying about a few months shy of three years. I have only had one relationship longer than 3 months (and that one was unofficial). It seems that degree of love doesn't matter. People fall out of love. Seems that passion is an important factor. As long as you feel passion, it seems more difficult for the love to fade. Even still, then all the circumstances have to stay in place.
I get discouraged when i look at this generation of father-less children. I feel like even marriage is just a tentative promise. "For better or mediocre, if it gets any worse then i'm gone." I actually feel that i will only be married once. Well... so i pray. I feel like it will be long, but i don't see how it turns out.
Back to relationships; sometimes there are circumstances beyond your control that put strain on it and eventually break it. You may even be trying to hold on, cus you see how good the good is and how light the bad is, but relationships are two-party dependent, so you might wind up stuck out. Marc Anthony - Si Te Vas (about my favorite salsa). There's always that one that got away. Then there is the one who just didn't see the relationship's potential. As well, people get addicted to the physical and don't leave something they should. People don't want to hurt others so they don't tell them the truth. Some people just delude themselves. People stay in love with the way a relationship was, rather than moving away from what it has become. People try to change people they are with. People cheat. People lie. Argh, i lost where i was going with this entire thing. I think i made my point from the outset though. Other than that, Men are stupid and Women are crazy. Oh yeah, passive aggression sucks.

Everyone settles; the most important factor is to how high a degree do they settle. I pray that when i marry i am not noticably settling at all. (Thus i will do that whole "i found my soulmate" schpeal.) So tired of relationships. I just want someone who understands that most of the time it REALLY ISN'T THAT CRUCIAL!!! Fatigue forms into Fustration for finally i feel unfortunately far from fairy tales and fantasies. Geez, I pray that have very little settling left to do.

Peace y'all.

Came home... no email (except for Pete Sanborn w/ his E-News). That's ok, i should know better. I'm just waiting 'til friday to see if i get a "Thinking about you" that night. Jaguar Wright put it best when she said "same sh*t, different day". So tired of drama and indecision. I HATE SILVER BENZs and refuse to be cool with anybody who is cool with someone who drives one. Immature, yes, but i don't give a d*mn, time to stop getting hurt.
Moving on.
So tonight, I had a splendid conversation with my friend Steven (the Brentley award-winning actor). We saw Matrix Reloaded again first, and talked about the inner workings of that for a good while, then moved on. We basically talked about religion, specifically Christianity and where he is in it and where I am in it. Steven is a firm believer, whilst i am the rogue Christian. It was so deep of a conversation, from causality to choice. No such thing as right and wrong cus noone knows, believers believe and the rest find their own satisfaction. Steven is a very intelligent individual. A highlight or two or few:

"There is no such thing as not choosing."
"Whether something is true or not, one still has to choose to believe."
"I feel there is almost always a motion towards satisfaction, or even more so a motion away from discomfort."
"I feel that there is a standard of right and wrong, and everyone else has just added their twist on that."