Baby Boomers and the fear of Everything, Philosophy to the Rescue: Poking fun at Religion and Spirituality, along with guest authors, Saqqarah and Megan, and a few thoughts on the SF Giants’ 3rd title in 5 years

Mia and I were at a Halloween Party the other night, enjoying ourselves immensely as we watched the kids traipse up and down the streets in this annual event which, for me and I’m sure for many American kids, is really my favorite holiday (if for no other reason than we get to sicken ourselves for about a week gorging on GMO-laced organ-putrefying candy), when yet another example of the “I’m afraid of everything” attitude our Baby Boomers have adopted came roaring into view:

The party was in full swing, lotta kids and their parents along with a healthy smattering of adults like ourselves whose kids no longer Trick-or-Treat, all hanging out in my friend’s lovely backyard, when a sudden tumult came from somewhere in the house. “Oh, geez, C is freaking out again,” I heard from behind me, and turning, I caught a glimpse of, yes, C freaking out. Not pretty.

But what if someone had put ground glass in it and my baby had eaten it? You wouldn’t be laughing at that, would you?” she anxiously bellowed. The poor soul who had actually suggested that maybe she didn’t need to completely freak out was not about to win this battle, sadly. I turned away after her ‘opening lines’, having heard this fear-monger many times indulging her wildest, most impulsive fears and insisting that everybody within earshot commit themselves to the same emotional state that she routinely did. Again, not pretty.

Alas, I was not to be left in peace. I’d moved even farther from the scene way into a corner of the backyard when, yep, the furor came spilling out onto the patio, “I don’t want to calm down, what if she had been…?”

C, be reasonable here, nothing happened, there was nothing in the popcorn, ok? We checked!”

But what if…”

Oh, boy, I’ve been down this road before and every time I ended up looking like the Bad Guy. Why? By trying to reason with someone who simply believes that if you’re not taking her latest fearful impulse as seriously as she does, then you obviously are some kind of heartless prick/bitch who hates children and, de facto, hates her.

Now, while I tend to magnify and exaggerate things in order to see them clearly, in this case, friends, I can’t even begin to paint a clear picture of the extent this woman routinely goes by allowing her fears to get the best of her. She has trained herself to respond with breathless worry over every possible little thing which might happen to her precious child (a child of 13, by the way) that the habit, at least for me, has become repugnant to the point all I can do is gently mock and try to ignore whatever it is she is freaking out about.

Sparing you the remaining details, I watched with a mix of disgust and pity, C whizzing from friend to friend for ‘support’ while R, her husband, stood off to the side with a beer in his hand, having seen this scene many, many times. No, I do pity her, caught up in her emotions and unable to actually see about her. And disgusted, yes, because she keeps playing the same ol’ game with her friends and everybody, to a person, is fried, yet another time she’s screamed “Wolf!” when there ain’t no wolf anywhere to be feared.

I’ve seen so many women of my age group sharing this trait that I suspect the attitude is essentially entrenched now. That we have a right to indulge our fears if they concern our kids and that there should be no limit to how far we allow our fears to take us seems widespread. In yet another party, there stood nearly all the women trying to calm, comfort and support her, as usual, and as usual, nobody telling her her fears weren’t justified, save the poor soul I mentioned earlier with little experience dealing with her and who genuinely thought he could help with a little rational interruption. Not to be and again, not pretty, watching the previously-joyous festival descend into another mass psycho-babble event where everybody got emotionally charged.

I just said ‘nearly all the women’, for Mia and her friend, D, do not indulge fear and it was Mia, again, who eventually restored some order. I won’t relate what she said, as I actually didn’t hear it and it really didn’t even matter, C just screaming to be the center of attention again, but within a few minutes, C could be seen chatting and soon, laughing again, the crisis having passed.

Friends, I’d like to direct your attention to our weekly podcast, please, where, if you pay attention and take even some of the things we talk about regularly to heart, you will soon understand that the only enemy you have in life is you and your habitual reactions. There, on our show, you will uncover the essential tools to living a rich, full, happy and calm life. There, you will learn how not to take every impulse you experience so seriously to the point you drag yourself and everybody around you into your fearful pit.

Fear, when indulged, is not pretty


Speaking of the podcast…

This week’s MiltnMia Show:

Philosophy to the Rescue: Poking fun at Religion and Spirituality, along with guest authors, Saqqarah and Megan

After Milt mentions the upcoming interview with Amazon best-selling authors, Saqqarah and Megan, he introduces the show’s theme, people seeking real spiritual nourishment beyond what traditional religions offer and how people are seeking their own personal connection with God and are turning to spiritualism, paganism, and tribalism from the world’s oldest cultures which have largely been forgotten in the wake of the 3 big religions. Milt says that people just now discovering spiritual tools are really only ‘discovering the wheel’, since traditional philosophy 2500 years ago had developed the terms and tools for inquiry. Milt believes what most people are now feeling, based on our collective separation, isolation and fragmentation which are the results of industrial civilization, is despair, which is a philosophical condition best dealt with by using philosophical tools, rather than actual depression, which is a medical condition. He further states that psychology literally cannot help people re-unify with what they have lost, for psychology analyzes and looks for external sources from the past to explain present struggles but doesn’t put things back together for you, which only philosophy can do. He distinguishes modern ‘Critical Thinking’ from traditional philosophy, which sought to understand the differences between Being and Becoming, or Illusion, and gives one the ability to “…navigate life without having to rely on experts to do your thinking for you.”!-milt-n/id796661531


Oh and how can I pen this post without mentioning my beloved SF Giants and their 2rd World Series title in 5 years? I probably could fill an entire blog with observations and prideful remarks, but I won’t, I’ll simply say, we ARE a dynasty and who cares what the East Coast Media have to say about us? We know who we are, we fill AT&T every night with 40,000 plus fanatics who super-charge the team with our enthusiasm and are rewarded with some of the best team play in all of sports. The Giants have magic, MadBum is the greatest post-season pitcher in history and this team is in its prime.

Let’s go, Giants! Yes yes yes!

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