Just why I don’t call any more

6 April 2012 by Mike Gogulski
Posted in diary, people | 8 Comments »

Some years ago I met a beautiful and passionate young woman. She was smart, articulate, sassy and had a twinkle in her eye that would floor anyone. She also had an awesome, sweet dog whom nobody could fail to love. We had dinner and a chat, and then went to walk her dog for a while before the night ended.

So here I am, on the dog-walking-adventure, mostly thinking “zomg what a great ass on this girl”, my eyes and other bits doing the necessary tracking. Meanwhile, suddenly, lovely doggie-friend goes bounding off into the bushes, clearly away from the marked path. “DOGGIEGIRLIE!!!” screams my delightfully-packaged sexmuse, and when her dog comes back to her, timid, smacks her on the nose. “NO, BAD GIRL!” (edited here for emotion).

… Intermission, ~4 months …

Yeah, so, then we went off and took doggiegirl on long fun walks in the nature, and we kissed and we screwed. And my muse asked me things like “what are your dreams?” and I said, in her context, “I don’t have any,” and she was confused, a bit, but more disappointed.

~ Insert ASCII art of a boat ~

So, I came back, and within a few days it was time for her birthday. So, I went to hers and she picked me up, on the way to her folks’, and gave me a cake to hold. And I held the cake, there in the passenger seat, still hot for her body and her twinkles.

And during the afternoon backyard birthday celebration at her parents’ place, we interacted with another young couple, wife and slug and their year-old daughter. Wife dominated, slug dribbled. He wore all white because she wore all white, and he recorded video constantly because she wanted to watch it. And when this sweet little girl, just a year old, toddled into the garden and into the planters, playing with bark and rocks and worms and all the amazing things only a child can see in a patch of dirt, her mother SCREAMED to her, “get out of there! it’s dirty!” and then presented an ultimatum in the form of a very nasty gesture. Mom said, “okay, I’m going away, since you’re being so awful,” and she walked out of her daughter’s sight behind the house. Her daughter instantly broke into tears and began casting about in search of mom. Some minutes later, mom came back around the house, took up her daughter and dried her tears.

All-white manipulating mom had a testimony to give relating to how she’d just treated her own daughter, which went something like this: “BRRRZZZTFFWAAK BARATA NIKTO,” and which her evenly white-clad slave-husband videoed diligently.

And my sassy, twinkly, hot-assed lover said something like: “Well, she’s a little girl, and she’s got to learn.” And then laughed. And then all the people around the table laughed, except me.

And that’s why I don’t call her any more.

  1. 8 Responses to “Just why I don’t call any more”

  2. By George Donnelly on 6 April 2012

    People can learn and change. Maybe you can tell her your dream is a world where kids are not exploited, are not subject to violence and can live without their loved ones manipulating them with fear?

  3. By Mike Gogulski on 7 April 2012

    Maybe some day, George. All I know is that there was a lesson on that day, and that I wasn’t the teacher.

  4. By Al Kour on 16 April 2012

    Quite Molyneuish attitude. I approve of it 🙂
    Mike, you are an excellent story-teller. Never tried to write an anarchist SF?

  5. By Mike Gogulski on 2 May 2012

    @Al: Thank you. No… not yet 😉

  6. By B.R. Merrick on 7 May 2012

    Straight out of the men’s movement, my good man. Straight out of it. And Alice Miller, too. Excellent perception of what was going on with those idiots, and the root cause of whatever the hell that little girl’s going to be dealing with in a matter of a few short years.

  7. By Mike Gogulski on 9 May 2012

    @B.R. Merrick: I didn’t see any gender issue here, just a parent/child thing. I only know Miller’s work via Arthur Silber’s writing, but the term she employed, poisonous pedagogy, certainly seems applicable. Nice hearing from you, btw, and I’ll check out your links there.

  8. By Elaine on 20 May 2012

    I worked as a dog trainer for 2 years. No matter how long it takes, you must reward your dog with food, petting and/or verbal praise when he or she finally comes to you when called. NEVER smack or yell at the pup. It will only make matters worse. The same goes for human children too!

  9. By Al Kour on 21 May 2012

    Never bark at your dog! Not speaking about your children.

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