Swamp Musings

Seems Steve H. is running hot again. That is one post of 3. Go look. I’d noted the somewhat large posts, got around to reading them and the comments this morning. Generalizations are usually specious and I tend to get off-put quickly, first glance led me to think that was where he was headed. Nope. Re-read the posts carefully and he’s hit a bunch of nails directly on the various heads. Having spent the better part of a decade in the San Francisco area 30 years ago, I got a good “education” of what “free” means. Missed out on the pussy and oh god, was there endless free tail available. Morality didn’t come into the equation at all; simple common sense did. Even back then the various VDs infected something over 30% of the population and that didn’t include herpes or papilloma. There was a version of the good ol’ clap (gonorrhea) that was tediously antibiotic resistant and AIDS had not been diagnosed as such yet. The area was pretty-much a fuck free-for-all. San Francisco is just a overpriced, overhyped, aged trannie whore with paint put on in places to sell a fiction to tourists. Seedy and as useless as New Orleans used to be. And oh yeah, I’d be “tour guide” for visitors! If they were folk that I didn’t much care for it was time for North Beach. Bible salesmen got stranded across the water in Sausalito with some houseboat friends that were, shall we say, a bit kinky? Nice people actually. They were re-writing the Kama Sutra for homosex. Had excellent judgement concerning wine and food, tended to expand nuances with pharms.

There is a price to be paid for withdrawing from society. Has it been worth it? What were the alternatives? What are the alternatives?