Thinly devised.

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The world, that is. Or more the world of men. Cliques here, odd notions there, prejudices everywhere. Walk into the world of the upper quarter or tenth, and you best be dressed exquisitely. From brands to styles to haircut, one thing out of line and you are spotted immediately. Exquisite frauds do well there, unless it is found that they have no money. Front and back, it all has to be real or the participant will be excluded. That works with the poor, too. It works that way with groups of men, women, and children. Every subset has expectations and demands. If you do not fit, you will be excluded. I have a large group of areas where I may attend, but I fit none of them as is ultimately required. For good or ill, I am my own.

Still, I look on how thinly most human relations are devised and wonder at the operation. Oh, do not believe me. Find several places you know you do not belong, if you can get in and it is safe, go to those places. Go once as you are. Go another time far removed after pulling out all of the stops to fit in. Look at what you had to do to try and fit in. Understand that is all artificial. It has all been codified into the lives of those who do fit in. Those who fit in rarely even consider the artifices at some point in their journey to be part of their chosen crowd. No, most cannot simply drift to where they are. Even bums make very difficult choices to be what they are.

Why all this fuss. Well, women. No, I really am not "butt ugly" as another has termed being unattractive. I am also not a handsome man. I am just another or maybe a little less. As I rate things. Yeah, I realize, for women it is not about looks. They may like or dislike how a man looks, but his power and leadership and some other things can overcome her notions of appearances so easily that appearances are almost laughably off the list of their real wants. However, in looking for a woman, I am looking for something more substantive. I am starting to think that it really does just come down to charming her down from shrew to wife. And any more, just getting to the goo. That is not new. Men and women are both feral, and when not confined by social morals and legal harassment, we get what we got here. What we have here is a failure to communicate. I want more.

As well, it leads into the thoughts regarding decision making. So much of it seems to be based so thinly on alliances, appearances, activities, pseudo beliefs, and such, created on the basis of little more than brands worn, profession, the religion one was born into, or other things that have little to do with who people really are or who they wish to be. I live in an artificial world. Trying to be real in it is both trying and lonesome. And, yet, I would not, could not, have it any other way. At least I have not been offered hemlock. Then again, who even knows me? *grins*

Though to be truthful, I came to be where I am by falling out of what I had wanted and tried to be. Without function in society, I have no need to kiss some jerks butt to make sure I can keep doing what I am doing so that I can bring home a pay check. I do not need to worry about my hair being cut just so, I do not need to wear a suit or other formal or informal uniform, I do not need to get along with my peers, and more I have never felt compelled to do so, knowing from elementary school on that I had no peers at my age, and few amongst my school aged elders. I fell out young then I fell out completely. Most do not have that "luxury".

Well, I best get to a few things. Have a great day. One question first. Are you real?