Celebratory Porn

Celebratory Porn

I get it.  Really.  Osama bin Laden, a modern-day monster of horrendous proportions, has been assassinated and the nightmare can be put to rest at last.

Sadly, the American public as a whole has displayed all the reasons monsters like bin Laden are so successful.  We have turned this grim and necessary execution into cause célèbre.  Understandable or not, it makes me ill and displays how bloodthirsty we as a nation truly are.  Others too are appalled by the joyous exhibitions in response to the killing.  One writer sums it up beautifully:

Plenty of people will argue that Osama Bin Laden did not respect the sanctity of others’ lives. To that I would ask, “What relevance does that have to our own actions?” One aspect of being human is our ability to choose our own behavior; more specifically, our capacity to return good for evil, love for hate, dignity for indignity. While Osama Bin Laden was widely considered to be the personification of evil, he was nonetheless a human being. A more peaceable response to his killing would be to mourn the many tragedies that led up to his violent death and the thousands of violent deaths that occurred in the attempt to eliminate him from the face of the Earth; and to feel compassion for anyone who, because of their role in the military or government, American or otherwise, has had to play a role in killing another.

The entire post can be found here.

I’ve been home all day today, thanks to the inability to function on any level when the alarm went off this morning.  I’m not exaggerating when I say I can’t perform simple, necessary tasks.  Not being able to put on shoes was the most minor issue.  Imagine not being able to bend or twist in any capacity – even in certain *ahem* necessary rooms of the house.  After several hours of sleep and a minor overdose of OTC painkillers, I’m doing significantly better, though it’s made a point (and exclamation point) to G that I simply am reaching the end of my rope.  I’ll be purchasing some business basics today, before the day’s over, to get the thing moving.  Waiting for G is done.  If he can’t or won’t get his ass in gear I’ll do it all myself and give him Hell for the fact for perpetuity, thank you very much.  In fact, I sat down (proverbially speaking – in reality I was stretched out as much as my body permitted) this morning with a tool that outlined reasons to move ahead vs. reasons to stay put.    The questions were there; I just filled in the answers.  I already knew it was time to get going.  The reasons were even more stark when put into black and white.

In all fairness, G did find a possible product line this weekend.  My immediate reaction was a nose-wrinkling squint and a ginormous mental question mark. When I emailed them (per their stated preference) and they didn’t respond, I crossed them off the list. (G agreed with me on that, at least.)   The product line itself, while meeting the “niche” rules, was so narrow in its appeal I’m not sure it could ever have generated the income we need just to survive.  Top that with the fact that the profit margin very, very slim – several measures below what we’d discussed.  Ditto retail pricing well above what anyone I know would ever buy online, and it started off with a whole lot of  black marks against it.  While I like the principle of working with a locally-based company, there were a lot of red flags raised by their original ad and more still on their website.  They may be a very good company, but I wasn’t willing to bet my time and money on it.

I was willing to consider the product on principle because I DO trust G’s business sense in the context of what people will buy.  That’s the one and only factor I asked him to take on in this.  And frustrating as it has been at times, I pay attention when he says he wants to look at other aspects of what we’ll be doing.  He’s actually a very intelligent man and very canny when it comes to numbers and retail sales.  He has a degree in accounting and speaks five languages fluently, and has that rare combination of humor, sobriety and intelligence that are necessary to making this a go.  He recognizes a bargain cost and knows how to get it sold at a price the market will support.  So while I get frustrated over the brain-numbing procrastination, I trust his overall business judgment implicitly.  Thank God that despite his negative moments he does agree with the principle of what I am proposing.  It’s the nit-picky details that have us paralyzed for the moment.

G and I will be going over the point-and-counterpoint from my sequence of questions this morning.  Whatever else is true about his procrastination, I’m grateful at least that he’s taking things seriously.  If he had dismissed the prospect out of hand, all things considered, I truly believe I’d have sent him packing, giving him 24 hours to get his shit out and get gone.


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