Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Yay. Finally they give me medicine in their original packaging.


Anyway I just got steroid shots for my knees. The shins are fine already. Just that the bone doesn't run smooth with calluses on it.

I don't quite mind injections but cortisone shots are major bitches.

The procedure goes:
He marks out the spots on my skin with a ball-point. He draws some white liquid. Then some clear liquid. Changes needle. Wipes with alcohol. I get distracted by some nurse/staff entering the room during the injection. Look down to see the needle shorten by three quarters (The needle's about 6cm long). Pushes the plunger in a little and he waits, with the needle in. Sometimes the needle changes direction. It can be pointing south and he rotates it north, with the needle still in. Pumps in a total of about 2cm^3 (that's a lot from a needle). You can see even see a little bump on your skin.

I'm perfectly fine if you are giving me a shot on my ass or thigh, but woah, those are joints. (the pain is just slightly lesser than a local anesthetic shot.)



I had one done a few months ago for my wrist. I could finally relate it to my homie who got shots for his back due to judo injuries.


I finally bought a pill box (and I'm going to leave that on my work desk just to shock people. haha)


mostly painkillers

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Unfortunate. Perhaps irreversible.

I just mentioned yesterday.



I checked and it seems equally tedious to upgrade.


Looks like I've got to accept fate.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

They say, if you can't get the best, then settle for the worst. Make sure it's nothing in between - otherwise that would be a stupid waste of effort.


However it seems that there are certain lessons in life we must learn, and they will surface again and again until you learn them.


It seems that almost everything thing I do revolves around this particular 'cycle'. There is no definite duration between the stages though.
1) Starting out mighty fine
2) Feeling lazy
3) Choosing the easiest way out
4) End up with nothing.


It happened while I was schooling. It happened again now that I'm in conscript service. And I realized it happened many many many times through the days I've lived.


Anyway some have heard of my feat. That of downgrading. And everything was perfect. I was granted immunity from loads of activities. Honestly it felt special. Special in a crazy/stupid way. Until I got revocated. I'm not sure if it's a sense of loss (of identity) or was it uncertainty. Somehow I felt really uncomfortable. I realized I'm actually unafraid of duties. I'm also not too bothered about physical activities either.


So what exactly am I running away from?

You know what. I don't care why I like to run away from things.

But for now. There's only one way to do things.


For now, I'm going to upgrade my medical status grade. Taking the first step; and in the right direction finally. And I just can't wait life to unfold itself.


It's funny why I'm doing all this. I guess I was right about change having to come from within. Though you can't get someone to change you; you can change yourself, for someone else.




Unfortunately not all things are reversible. Very unfortunate.


But I guess it's fortunate enough to learn of mistakes and learn from mistakes. Even if it means growing up just a little.






[I think I just got a sign. I'm listening to random songs as I type this. I just heard 'nigeru tame ja naku yume ou tame ni'. That means, 'in order to chase our dreams, we can't give ourselves reasons to run away'.]

Tuesday, July 24, 2007



I read a note my grandma wrote back in nineteen twenty-three.
Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me. He said,
"Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,
Grandma's daddy didn't like me none, but I loved your Grandma so."

We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together.
Get married in the first town we came to, and live forever.
But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet, instead
I found this letter, and this is what it said:

If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.
I'll meet you when my chores are through;
I don't know how long I'll be.
But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.
And between now and then, till I see you again,
I'll be loving you. Love, me.

I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away,
In the doorway of a church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray.
I know I'd never seen him cry in all my fifteen years;
But as he said these words to her, his eyes filled up with tears.

If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.
I'll meet you when my chores are through;
I don't know how long I'll be.
But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.
And between now and then, till I see you again,
I'll be loving you. Love, me.
Between now and then, till I see you again,
I'll be loving you. Love, me.



There's two things I know for sure:
She was sent here from heaven and she's
daddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes and
I thank god for all the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all
For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;
sticking little white flowers all up in her
hair; "Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride."
"I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried."
In all that I've done wrong I know I must
have done something right to deserve a hug
every morning and butterfly kisses at night.

Sweet 16 today
She's looking like her mama a little more everyday
One part woman, the other part girl.
To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world.

But I remember
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer; sticking
little white flowers all up in her hair.
"You know how much I love you, Daddy, But if you
don't mind I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time."
With all that I've done wrong I must have done
something right to deserve her love every morning
and butterfly kisses at night.

All the precious time
Like the wind, the years go by.
Precious butterfly.
Spread your wings and fly.

She'll change her name today.
She'll make a promise and I'll give her away.
Standing in the bride-room just staring at her.
She asked me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not
sure-I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."
She leaned over...gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there,
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk my down the aisle, Daddy-it's just about time."
"Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don't cry!"

Oh, with all that I've done wrong I must have
done something right.
To deserve your love every morning and butterfly
kisses-I couldn't ask God for more, man this is what love is.

I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember
every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.

Monday, July 23, 2007

i thought i was some kind of superhero. now i'm starting to feel that judokas are retards. so are skaters.



i'm able to stomach gruesome sight.. i just can't really take it when it happens to me, more specifically, to a part of my body. like getting a slash, gaping wound, pus oozing out from your flesh and stuff.

say, when your flesh splits apart like cracked bamboo.


or when you don't know which direction to flip back the flap of your skin.



so anyway i was running my fingers down my legs and.. fuck.. it feels really disgusting. the bones are . oh god.. basically not smooth to touch (and it's not because of the hair).

it feels like: ankle_________----____________knee

and bilaterally!



oh my. i've learnt (few months ago) to treasure my body more and more each day but it seems kinda late.
sigh.. i'm kinda upset.

despite having a temporary downgrade, they are revocating me.

i wonder if i will revert to my original vocation after the temp downgrade expires. fucking sad if it doesn't.





how interesting can a clerk be?
i'm in love with the dark and lager over at paulaner.

has no strong taste and .. it DOES make you groggy (LIKE FINALLY!).

i had about 2 pints and .. woah.. finally.. finally. i feel lightheaded. man. haven't got that for . that little amount.

ot tastes rather light. almost like barley. and you just keep drinking and drinking.





i think i'm starting to love reality. of how life is. how people are. what we need to do. what we have to do. stuff.




lifeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Another well-spent weekend. 4 tracks.

As usual. Fast forward it if you wanna listen to the lyrics.


Why do you always run away
I want you to stay,
Just pick up the phone and call me

I don't know why you have to worry
I don't know why you have to change
I don't know why you had to come into my life
so baby tell me what you're feeling deep inside

call me
call me

Why do you always run away,I want you to stay,
call me
Why do you tear my world apart
Don't break me heart
call me

Give me a reason to believe in
Give me a reason to be strong
Give me a reason just to keep me holding on
So baby tell me what is really going on

call me
Why do you always run away
I want you to stay
call me
Why do you tear my world apart
Don't break me heart
call me

call me...



This must be heaven, you must be an angel
I wanna spread your wings and fly
I never wanna come back down
From your heaven
Wanna stay with my angel, till the end of time
You’re so divine
You’re so divine, divine, divine

Never want to come back down
Want my angel all around
Forever more, you’ll be mine
Never want to come back down
Want my angel all around
You so divine.



All alone I was praying in the darkness
All alone I was praying in the rain

I can't believe that those days are gone forever
I still hear you softly whispering my name

And how, how could I fall for somebody new?
No I never, I'll never be able to forget you

Alone, I was waiting for you, another day goes by without you
the only thing I feel is sorrow, I won't get another chance

alone ... alone ...

All alone I was blinded by the silence,
All alone I was craving for the light

I can't believe that those days are gone forever
when I felt so safe and you held me tight

And how, how could I fall for somebody new?
No I never, I'll never be able to forget you

Alone I was waiting for you
Alone I was waiting for you

Alone, I was waiting for you, another day goes by without you
the only thing I feel is sorrow, I won't get another chance


Think about your daily life if you feel there is
something to change then you would realize
That you’re not in paradise
And if you ask yourself
About the sense
Remember me and take your chance

Wake up, stop dreaming your life
Stand up and open your eyes
See the power and energy
Take your dream and set it free

What is the world in reality?
It’s hard and difficult
And time runs past me
Don’t care for the whole world
But only for your own world
You would see
You find the sense, remember me and take your chance

Wake up, stop dreaming your life
Stand up and open your eyes
See the power and energy
Take your dream and set it free


長い一日が終わり 
消えてゆく過去への扉
傷ついてもいい それより 
違う自分を見てみたい

can I try, what should I do
途切れた声
記憶の箱に眠る想いを
Away, you're on my mind

So, stand by me
錆びついた世界に 何があるの?
Show me stars again
いつか 眠ってないきらめきがあること
気づかせてくれたから
yeah

心を覗けたなら
今すぐに楽になるから
誰のものにもならないで
勝手な願いだけでも

だけど いつか壊してしまう
ガラスの箱に触れたら
きっと戻れない

So,stand by me
諦めと願いの扉の前
動けない ずっと
叶うのなら 友達でいいから
特別になりたかった

誰かの為に泣けるなんてわからなかった
想うだけで 愛しくて 切なくてあるの

stand by me
stand by me
yeah, baby

So, stand by me
So, stand by me, Oh
yeah,baby
stand by me
You're always on my mind

まだ消えないきらめきがあるなら
歩き出せる きっと
見つけたいの あなたと
So,stand by me

Friday, July 20, 2007

I've been changing myself bit by bit.




Waiting/hoping for a change would be extremely hard. And god knows when that would happen.

I don't think anyone else (not even death) can actually bring about a big change in another. It would be just a matter of time before he reverts.


Change must and should come from within.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

He was laid to rest at seven feet, and her, at nine. They were finally united.




And on the smooth stone, a message neatly printed in indelible ink could crack the hardest heart: "I love you, Daddy. Happy birthday."








Did I hear you right
'cause I thought you said
Let's think it over
You have been my life
And I never planned
Growing old without you

Shadows bleeding through the light
Where the love once shined so bright
Came without a reason
Don't let go on us tonight
Love's not always black and white
Haven't I always loved you?

But when I need you
You're almost here
And I know that's not enough
And when I'm with you
I'm close to tears
'cause you're only almost here

I would change the world
If I had a chance
Oh won't you let me
Treat me like a child
Throw your arms around me
Oh please protect me

Bruised and battered by your words
Dazed and shattered now it hurts
Haven't I always loved you

But when I need you
You're almost here
And I know that's not enough
And when I'm with you
I'm close to tears
'cause you're only almost here

Bruised and battered by your words
Dazed and shattered now it hurts
Haven't I always loved you

But when I need you
You're almost here

Well I never knew how far behind I'd left you
And when I hold you you're almost here
Well I'm sorry that I took our love for granted
And now I'm with you I'm close to tears
'cause I know I'm almost here
Only almost here
Seems that with less sleep my breathing gets slower and slower each day. So does my heart.



I feel strangely calm and detached.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007



You can call me but you can’t
And you think I don’t understand but I do
I know everything there is to know about you

You’re my book
I can read you
I can read you
I can read you
I can read you
I can read you

I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you..

You think I don’t feel
The way that you feel
Just say what’s in your heart
Cause I love you
The way you want to be loved

Just say the words

I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you..

Monday, July 16, 2007

I really want to upload the puck version of carnival by cardigans but I fear my account will get banned due to copyright infringements. (there's like no such issue with vocal trance tracks.)

Already risking it by uploading girlfriend by robbie rivera.

Have quite abit of music/viewers/subscribers..



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Thank god. I found the puck version! (ignore the vid please)




Carnival
Came by my town today
Bright lights from giantwheels
Fall on the alleyways
And I'm here
By my door
Waiting for you

I will never know
'Cause you will never show
Come on and love me now
Come on and love me now

I hear sounds of lovers
Barrel organs, mothers
I would like to take you
Down there
Just to make you mine
In a merry-go-round

I will never know
'Cause you will never show
Come on and love me now
Come on and love me now


I'll never run away
I'll never tell you lies
I'll never cheat on you
I'll never make you cry

Do you wanna be my boyfriend
Girlfriend, do you wanna be my boyfriend,
I wanna be your girlfriend,
I wanna be your girlfriend,
Do you wanna be my boyfriend?

I'll never run away...

I'll never run away
I'll never tell you lies
I'll never cheat on you
I'll never make you cry

I wanna be your girlfriend,
Do you wanna be my.
I wanna be your girlfriend,
Because I wanna be your girlfriend,
Do you wanna be my boyfriend?

I'll never run away...

Sunday, July 15, 2007



i was lost
and i'm still lost
but i feel so much better

you can travel the world but you can't run away
from the person you are in your heart
you can be who you want to be
make us believe in you
keep all your light in the dark
if your searching for truth
you must look in the mirror
and make sense of what you can see

just be
just be

they say learning to love yourself
is the first step
that you take when you want to be real
and flying on planes to exotic locations
won't teach you how you really feel
face up to the fact that you are who you are
and nothing can change that belief

just be
just be

cause now i know it's not so far to where i go
the hardest part
is inside me
i need to just be

i was lost and i'm still lost but i feel so much better

Saturday, July 14, 2007

pan-kun!



And pan-kun goes farming! notice he wiped his hands on his dog 5 minutes into the show. hahaha!


Encounter with a snake

Friday, July 13, 2007

My cow with degenerating scroll wheel. It feels icky. It's not smooth anymore. Reminds me of rubbing up against. Er. I don't know.

Anyway I ripped it out. And inside was a layer of lipids (oozing from my fingers over the past few year or so. Or maybe it was the (factory) lubricant.)



Cow?

Yea. Look at the camou pattern on the casing.

I'm going to get some acrylic paint soon. Can't decide on what color though. Maybe gold. shiny red. Sorry. I only know that many colors.

I don't know what fuschia or lavender (colors) look like.


Perhaps someone can give me a suggestion.
I have always been fascinated by zen masters, legendary swordsmen.




How do they remain sane isolating themselves for years?

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

the old snag back again yea.


i'm keeping quiet again.


hope you wouldn't be cheesed off.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

I can't believe i typed that earlier on.
Got to get this down before I fall asleep/forget.



I believe living the perfect life isn't about possession. It's not about having things. Not about not having to worry about money, having good relationships, good health; courses charted and perfect conditions for you to set sail.


It's about being in control of your life. Having the discipline to do things. Not being influenced. What difference is it from a dream, if you aren't taking charge of your life?

You night as well give it up to someone else.

Monday, July 09, 2007

Everything's like just abit more to go. Just a whee bit.

Everything's so fucking close.

A brand new life is out there. Few more steps to go.

Almost every aspect of my life.

And I'm, regrettably, not working hard enough.

I fucking swear if I were to just hold on and put in some effort for, probably till the end of the year, I'll be leading a totally brand new life.

Come on! Wake up! -claps hands- Even I, would stab myself to death to live a brand new life!

Why can't you just endure that bit more. What could hurt?




A BRAND NEW life is out there.




Can you smell it?



NOW GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE AND LIVE!

Saturday, July 07, 2007

i'm only going to watch ndp if it can beat this




notice the conductor. awesome.

Friday, July 06, 2007

Excerpted from Why Beautiful People Have More Daughters, by Alan S. Miller and Satoshi Kanazawa, to be published by Perigree in September 2007.

1. Men like blond bombshells (and women want to look like them)

Long before TV—in 15th- and 16th- century Italy, and possibly two millennia ago—women were dying their hair blond. A recent study shows that in Iran, where exposure to Western media and culture is limited, women are actually more concerned with their body image, and want to lose more weight, than their American counterparts. It is difficult to ascribe the preferences and desires of women in 15th-century Italy and 21st-century Iran to socialization by media.

Women's desire to look like Barbie—young with small waist, large breasts, long blond hair, and blue eyes—is a direct, realistic, and sensible response to the desire of men to mate with women who look like her. There is evolutionary logic behind each of these features.

Men prefer young women in part because they tend to be healthier than older women. One accurate indicator of health is physical attractiveness; another is hair. Healthy women have lustrous, shiny hair, whereas the hair of sickly people loses its luster. Because hair grows slowly, shoulder-length hair reveals several years of a woman's health status.

Men also have a universal preference for women with a low waist-to-hip ratio. They are healthier and more fertile than other women; they have an easier time conceiving a child and do so at earlier ages because they have larger amounts of essential reproductive hormones. Thus men are unconsciously seeking healthier and more fertile women when they seek women with small waists.

Until very recently, it was a mystery to evolutionary psychology why men prefer women with large breasts, since the size of a woman's breasts has no relationship to her ability to lactate. But Harvard anthropologist Frank Marlowe contends that larger, and hence heavier, breasts sag more conspicuously with age than do smaller breasts. Thus they make it easier for men to judge a woman's age (and her reproductive value) by sight—suggesting why men find women with large breasts more attractive.

Alternatively, men may prefer women with large breasts for the same reason they prefer women with small waists. A new study of Polish women shows that women with large breasts and tight waists have the greatest fecundity, indicated by their levels of two reproductive hormones (estradiol and progesterone).

Blond hair is unique in that it changes dramatically with age. Typically, young girls with light blond hair become women with brown hair. Thus, men who prefer to mate with blond women are unconsciously attempting to mate with younger (and hence, on average, healthier and more fecund) women. It is no coincidence that blond hair evolved in Scandinavia and northern Europe, probably as an alternative means for women to advertise their youth, as their bodies were concealed under heavy clothing.

Women with blue eyes should not be any different from those with green or brown eyes. Yet preference for blue eyes seems both universal and undeniable—in males as well as females. One explanation is that the human pupil dilates when an individual is exposed to something that she likes. For instance, the pupils of women and infants (but not men) spontaneously dilate when they see babies. Pupil dilation is an honest indicator of interest and attraction. And the size of the pupil is easiest to determine in blue eyes. Blue-eyed people are considered attractive as potential mates because it is easiest to determine whether they are interested in us or not.

The irony is that none of the above is true any longer. Through face-lifts, wigs, liposuction, surgical breast augmentation, hair dye, and color contact lenses, any woman, regardless of age, can have many of the key features that define ideal female beauty. And men fall for them. Men can cognitively understand that many blond women with firm, large breasts are not actually 15 years old, but they still find them attractive because their evolved psychological mechanisms are fooled by modern inventions that did not exist in the ancestral environment.
2. Humans are naturally polygamous

The history of western civilization aside, humans are naturally polygamous. Polyandry (a marriage of one woman to many men) is very rare, but polygyny (the marriage of one man to many women) is widely practiced in human societies, even though Judeo-Christian traditions hold that monogamy is the only natural form of marriage. We know that humans have been polygynous throughout most of history because men are taller than women.

Among primate and nonprimate species, the degree of polygyny highly correlates with the degree to which males of a species are larger than females. The more polygynous the species, the greater the size disparity between the sexes. Typically, human males are 10 percent taller and 20 percent heavier than females. This suggests that, throughout history, humans have been mildly polygynous.

Relative to monogamy, polygyny creates greater fitness variance (the distance between the "winners" and the "losers" in the reproductive game) among males than among females because it allows a few males to monopolize all the females in the group. The greater fitness variance among males creates greater pressure for men to compete with each other for mates. Only big and tall males can win mating opportunities. Among pair-bonding species like humans, in which males and females stay together to raise their children, females also prefer to mate with big and tall males because they can provide better physical protection against predators and other males.

In societies where rich men are much richer than poor men, women (and their children) are better off sharing the few wealthy men; one-half, one-quarter, or even one-tenth of a wealthy man is still better than an entire poor man. As George Bernard Shaw puts it, "The maternal instinct leads a woman to prefer a tenth share in a first-rate man to the exclusive possession of a third-rate one." Despite the fact that humans are naturally polygynous, most industrial societies are monogamous because men tend to be more or less equal in their resources compared with their ancestors in medieval times. (Inequality tends to increase as society advances in complexity from hunter-gatherer to advanced agrarian societies. Industrialization tends to decrease the level of inequality.)
3. Most women benefit from polygyny, while most men benefit from monogamy

When there is resource inequality among men—the case in every human society—most women benefit from polygyny: women can share a wealthy man. Under monogamy, they are stuck with marrying a poorer man.

The only exceptions are extremely desirable women. Under monogamy, they can monopolize the wealthiest men; under polygyny, they must share the men with other, less desirable women. However, the situation is exactly opposite for men. Monogamy guarantees that every man can find a wife. True, less desirable men can marry only less desirable women, but that's much better than not marrying anyone at all.

Men in monogamous societies imagine they would be better off under polygyny. What they don't realize is that, for most men who are not extremely desirable, polygyny means no wife at all, or, if they are lucky, a wife who is much less desirable than one they could get under monogamy.
4. Most suicide bombers are Muslim

Suicide missions are not always religiously motivated, but according to Oxford University sociologist Diego Gambetta, editor of Making Sense of Suicide Missions, when religion is involved, the attackers are always Muslim. Why? The surprising answer is that Muslim suicide bombing has nothing to do with Islam or the Quran (except for two lines). It has a lot to do with sex, or, in this case, the absence of sex.

What distinguishes Islam from other major religions is that it tolerates polygyny. By allowing some men to monopolize all women and altogether excluding many men from reproductive opportunities, polygyny creates shortages of available women. If 50 percent of men have two wives each, then the other 50 percent don't get any wives at all.

So polygyny increases competitive pressure on men, especially young men of low status. It therefore increases the likelihood that young men resort to violent means to gain access to mates. By doing so, they have little to lose and much to gain compared with men who already have wives. Across all societies, polygyny makes men violent, increasing crimes such as murder and rape, even after controlling for such obvious factors as economic development, economic inequality, population density, the level of democracy, and political factors in the region.

However, polygyny itself is not a sufficient cause of suicide bombing. Societies in sub-Saharan Africa and the Caribbean are much more polygynous than the Muslim nations in the Middle East and North Africa. And they do have very high levels of violence. Sub-Saharan Africa suffers from a long history of continuous civil wars—but not suicide bombings.

The other key ingredient is the promise of 72 virgins waiting in heaven for any martyr in Islam. The prospect of exclusive access to virgins may not be so appealing to anyone who has even one mate on earth, which strict monogamy virtually guarantees. However, the prospect is quite appealing to anyone who faces the bleak reality on earth of being a complete reproductive loser.

It is the combination of polygyny and the promise of a large harem of virgins in heaven that motivates many young Muslim men to commit suicide bombings. Consistent with this explanation, all studies of suicide bombers indicate that they are significantly younger than not only the Muslim population in general but other (nonsuicidal) members of their own extreme political organizations like Hamas and Hezbollah. And nearly all suicide bombers are single.
5. Having sons reduces the likelihood of divorce

Sociologists and demographers have discovered that couples who have at least one son face significantly less risk of divorce than couples who have only daughters. Why is this?

Since a man's mate value is largely determined by his wealth, status, and power—whereas a woman's is largely determined by her youth and physical attractiveness—the father has to make sure that his son will inherit his wealth, status, and power, regardless of how much or how little of these resources he has. In contrast, there is relatively little that a father (or mother) can do to keep a daughter youthful or make her more physically attractive.

The continued presence of (and investment by) the father is therefore important for the son, but not as crucial for the daughter. The presence of sons thus deters divorce and departure of the father from the family more than the presence of daughters, and this effect tends to be stronger among wealthy families.
6. Beautiful people have more daughters

It is commonly believed that whether parents conceive a boy or a girl is up to random chance. Close, but not quite; it is largely up to chance. The normal sex ratio at birth is 105 boys for every 100 girls. But the sex ratio varies slightly in different circumstances and for different families. There are factors that subtly influence the sex of an offspring.

One of the most celebrated principles in evolutionary biology, the Trivers-Willard hypothesis, states that wealthy parents of high status have more sons, while poor parents of low status have more daughters. This is because children generally inherit the wealth and social status of their parents. Throughout history, sons from wealthy families who would themselves become wealthy could expect to have a large number of wives, mistresses and concubines, and produce dozens or hundreds of children, whereas their equally wealthy sisters can have only so many children. So natural selection designs parents to have biased sex ratio at birth depending upon their economic circumstances—more boys if they are wealthy, more girls if they are poor. (The biological mechanism by which this occurs is not yet understood.)

This hypothesis has been documented around the globe. American presidents, vice presidents, and cabinet secretaries have more sons than daughters. Poor Mukogodo herders in East Africa have more daughters than sons. Church parish records from the 17th and 18th centuries show that wealthy landowners in Leezen, Germany, had more sons than daughters, while farm laborers and tradesmen without property had more daughters than sons. In a survey of respondents from 46 nations, wealthy individuals are more likely to indicate a preference for sons if they could only have one child, whereas less wealthy individuals are more likely to indicate a preference for daughters.

The generalized Trivers-Willard hypothesis goes beyond a family's wealth and status: If parents have any traits that they can pass on to their children and that are better for sons than for daughters, then they will have more boys. Conversely, if parents have any traits that they can pass on to their children and that are better for daughters, they will have more girls.

Physical attractiveness, while a universally positive quality, contributes even more to women's reproductive success than to men's. The generalized hypothesis would therefore predict that physically attractive parents should have more daughters than sons. Once again, this is the case. Americans who are rated "very attractive" have a 56 percent chance of having a daughter for their first child, compared with 48 percent for everyone else.
7. What Bill Gates and Paul McCartney have in common with criminals

For nearly a quarter of a century, criminologists have known about the "age-crime curve." In every society at all historical times, the tendency to commit crimes and other risk-taking behavior rapidly increases in early adolescence, peaks in late adolescence and early adulthood, rapidly decreases throughout the 20s and 30s, and levels off in middle age.

This curve is not limited to crime. The same age profile characterizes every quantifiable human behavior that is public (i.e., perceived by many potential mates) and costly (i.e., not affordable by all sexual competitors). The relationship between age and productivity among male jazz musicians, male painters, male writers, and male scientists—which might be called the "age-genius curve"—is essentially the same as the age-crime curve. Their productivity—the expressions of their genius—quickly peaks in early adulthood, and then equally quickly declines throughout adulthood. The age-genius curve among their female counterparts is much less pronounced; it does not peak or vary as much as a function of age.

Paul McCartney has not written a hit song in years, and now spends much of his time painting. Bill Gates is now a respectable businessman and philanthropist, and is no longer a computer whiz kid. J.D. Salinger now lives as a total recluse and has not published anything in more than three decades. Orson Welles was a mere 26 when he wrote, produced, directed, and starred in Citizen Kane.

A single theory can explain the productivity of both creative geniuses and criminals over the life course: Both crime and genius are expressions of young men's competitive desires, whose ultimate function in the ancestral environment would have been to increase reproductive success.

In the physical competition for mates, those who are competitive may act violently toward their male rivals. Men who are less inclined toward crime and violence may express their competitiveness through their creative activities.

The cost of competition, however, rises dramatically when a man has children, when his energies and resources are put to better use protecting and investing in them. The birth of the first child usually occurs several years after puberty because men need some time to accumulate sufficient resources and attain sufficient status to attract their first mate. There is therefore a gap of several years between the rapid rise in the benefits of competition and similarly rapid rise in its costs. Productivity rapidly declines in late adulthood as the costs of competition rise and cancel its benefits.

These calculations have been performed by natural and sexual selection, so to speak, which then equips male brains with a psychological mechanism to incline them to be increasingly competitive immediately after puberty and make them less competitive right after the birth of their first child. Men simply do not feel like acting violently, stealing, or conducting additional scientific experiments, or they just want to settle down after the birth of their child but they do not know exactly why.

The similarity between Bill Gates, Paul McCartney, and criminals—in fact, among all men throughout evolutionary history—points to an important concept in evolutionary biology: female choice.

Women often say no to men. Men have had to conquer foreign lands, win battles and wars, compose symphonies, author books, write sonnets, paint cathedral ceilings, make scientific discoveries, play in rock bands, and write new computer software in order to impress women so that they will agree to have sex with them. Men have built (and destroyed) civilization in order to impress women, so that they might say yes.
8. The midlife crisis is a myth—sort of

Many believe that men go through a midlife crisis when they are in middle age. Not quite. Many middle-aged men do go through midlife crises, but it's not because they are middle-aged. It's because their wives are. From the evolutionary psychological perspective, a man's midlife crisis is precipitated by his wife's imminent menopause and end of her reproductive career, and thus his renewed need to attract younger women. Accordingly, a 50-year-old man married to a 25-year-old woman would not go through a midlife crisis, while a 25-year-old man married to a 50-year-old woman would, just like a more typical 50-year-old man married to a 50-year-old woman. It's not his midlife that matters; it's hers. When he buys a shiny-red sports car, he's not trying to regain his youth; he's trying to attract young women to replace his menopausal wife by trumpeting his flash and cash.
9. It's natural for politicians to risk everything for an affair (but only if they're male)

On the morning of January 21, 1998, as Americans woke up to the stunning allegation that President Bill Clinton had had an affair with a 24-year-old White House intern, Darwinian historian Laura L. Betzig thought, "I told you so." Betzig points out that while powerful men throughout Western history have married monogamously (only one legal wife at a time), they have always mated polygynously (they had lovers, concubines, and female slaves). With their wives, they produced legitimate heirs; with the others, they produced bastards. Genes make no distinction between the two categories of children.

As a result, powerful men of high status throughout human history attained very high reproductive success, leaving a large number of offspring (legitimate and otherwise), while countless poor men died mateless and childless. Moulay Ismail the Bloodthirsty, the last Sharifian emperor of Morocco, stands out quantitatively, having left more offspring—1,042—than anyone else on record, but he was by no means qualitatively different from other powerful men, like Bill Clinton.

The question many asked in 1998—"Why on earth would the most powerful man in the world jeopardize his job for an affair with a young woman?"—is, from a Darwinian perspective, a silly one. Betzig's answer would be: "Why not?" Men strive to attain political power, consciously or unconsciously, in order to have reproductive access to a larger number of women. Reproductive access to women is the goal, political office but one means. To ask why the President of the United States would have a sexual encounter with a young woman is like asking why someone who worked very hard to earn a large sum of money would then spend it.

What distinguishes Bill Clinton is not that he had extramarital affairs while in office—others have, more will; it would be a Darwinian puzzle if they did not—what distinguishes him is the fact that he got caught.
10. Men sexually harass women because they are not sexist

An unfortunate consequence of the ever-growing number of women joining the labor force and working side by side with men is the increasing number of sexual harassment cases. Why must sexual harassment be a necessary consequence of the sexual integration of the workplace?

Psychologist Kingsley R. Browne identifies two types of sexual harassment cases: the quid pro quo ("You must sleep with me if you want to keep your job or be promoted") and the "hostile environment" (the workplace is deemed too sexualized for workers to feel safe and comfortable). While feminists and social scientists tend to explain sexual harassment in terms of "patriarchy" and other ideologies, Browne locates the ultimate cause of both types of sexual harassment in sex differences in mating strategies.

Studies demonstrate unequivocally that men are far more interested in short-term casual sex than women. In one now-classic study, 75 percent of undergraduate men approached by an attractive female stranger agreed to have sex with her; none of the women approached by an attractive male stranger did. Many men who would not date the stranger nonetheless agreed to have sex with her.

The quid pro quo types of harassment are manifestations of men's greater desire for short-term casual sex and their willingness to use any available means to achieve that goal. Feminists often claim that sexual harassment is "not about sex but about power;" Browne contends it is both—men using power to get sex. "To say that it is only about power makes no more sense than saying that bank robbery is only about guns, not about money."

Sexual harassment cases of the hostile-environment variety result from sex differences in what men and women perceive as "overly sexual" or "hostile" behavior. Many women legitimately complain that they have been subjected to abusive, intimidating, and degrading treatment by their male coworkers. Browne points out that long before women entered the labor force, men subjected each other to such abusive, intimidating, and degrading treatment.

Abuse, intimidation, and degradation are all part of men's repertoire of tactics employed in competitive situations. In other words, men are not treating women differently from men—the definition of discrimination, under which sexual harassment legally falls—but the opposite: Men harass women precisely because they are not discriminating between men and women.
Oh dear.. I've just finished 2pints of dreyer's - all in less than a day.

Tuesday, July 03, 2007