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Penn State, The Catholic Church, and Institutional Corruption—The One Thing That Is Missing

There’s not much I can add to the tragedy at Penn State that hasn’t, or won’t be dissected by people who are a lot smarter then me. Nevertheless, after reading over the 20+-page grand jury report (you can down it on the link below-note this is not for the faint of heart) it’s clear that Joe Paterno may not have been the one who pulled the gun during the bank heist, but he was driving the getaway car.

Like the Catholic Church scandal, the first instinct at Penn State, was to protect it’s own, regardless of victim(s). See, that’s how the good old boys club works.  Power, money, and indulgences of arrogance come first.  It’s how the Mob works-don’t rat out the next guy, and like priesthood and coaches at Penn State, you become a “made-man”.  Some financial institutions aren’t far beyond.  As long as Madoff was making wall-street money, everyone looked the other way.

Does it surprise me that students at Penn State and followers of the Catholic Church came to the defend of it’s respective institution?  Not really. What does the fish know about the water it swims in. John Gotti was a God in Ozone Park Queens until the day he passed. Why not? He gave the people fireworks every year for the 4^th of July and “helped” the poor. The riot at Penn State over Paterno’s firing is the result of the inmates running the asylum, (albeit temporarily)—in other words, they are protesting to keep there 4^th of July fireworks. Other factors are at play here but way beyond the scope of this blog.  The focus here is men improving their lives and how it impacts “getting the girl” and “keeping the girl”. So let’s bring this all together.

So what the one thing that is missing in all of these tragic stories?

WOMEN.

Wrap your head around that one.

What would be the impact if these institutions (Football, The Catholic church, Financial Institution) incorporated more women?  What would be the likelihood of preventing or minimizing these tragedies?

The house of cards came tumbling down for Madoff, and Paterno but not for the Catholic Church—but why? Simple. The Catholic Church conducted it’s own investigation. What did they discover? It was societies fault. O, and most of the victims where over 14 years of age so it really not as bad as reported (please click link below to learn more). Again, arrogance, power and money come first.  The lesson here is that we cannot let Penn State conduct an internal investigation and take it as face value. Government must step in.

Since 9/11, we’ve asked our citizens that if they “see something, say something”. If Penn State has taught us one thing, moving forward, let’s remember that terrorist don’t always wear head Igaal or Kaftan robs (traditional Arab clothing), something they wear Khaki pants, oversized 70’s eye glasses with college paraphernalia and stand on football side lines.

 

Share The Water…

Steve Amarante

www.luvjungle.com

 

Sources:

Result of Catholic Church Sex abuse report. http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2011/may/19/us-catholic-church-sexual-abuse-report

Penn State Grand Jury Report

http://abclocal.go.com/wpvi/feature?section=news&id=8421115

 

Love Is A Verb…

…Conveying an action. Better, then, to focus on what she does vs. what she says.  Even more illuminating is what she DOESN’T do (lack of action). Has she recently stop calling? Text messages not flying back and forth like before? Does she avoid communicating via social media outlets?  Are you an afterthought with her future plans and the concept of “we” is more “I” now?  When life is stacking the deck of cards against you does she engage more or isn’t as supportive as you would expect in a loving relationship?

Of course, one should always ask oneself why the change—that’s to say why the lack of action on her part (and how, perhaps, you are the cause of this) but in the scope of things- statements are simple. Talk is cheap.  Action however? Action is king…this should be your new measuring stick.  

Share The Water…

Steve Amarante

www.luvjungle.com

Ladies: Increase Your Life Expectancy; Get Hitched With A Man Your Age by Steve Amarante

  Marriage is a big decision. It’s often difficult enough finding someone that can complement your life, while balancing the demands of today’s world. For the average woman, the decision to get married is mired with a slew of questions from; will he get along with my family too-- will he understand my shoe fetish. One recent study, however, suggest that women should focus more on age. Years of research indicate that, generally speaking, marriage is more beneficial for men than for women, from a life expectancy perspective.

Domestic Violence Goes Beyond The Immediate Victims

Domestic violence is horrible at so many levels. Beyond the victims, in this case Rihanna, often friends and family are put in situations in which they have to question there own judgment. Here’s Diddy on the Ellen show explaining how we don’t really know what went down between two young adults. Diddy knows what the right answer is: Zero Tolerance.  But when friendship and business are involved the waters get a little murk and our moral compass gets put to the test. If that were Diddy’s mom would he want his mother staying with her abuser in a secluded home? 

The Maxim 2009 Sex Survey: Insight and Action Items By Steve Amarante

Maxim magazine recently published their annual sex survey (March, 2009). Leave it to the folks over at Maxim to ask those questions others considered “Taboo”.  The survey, conducted over the net, had over two thousand female participants. Below are some of the more relevant findings with some suggested implications and action items.

57.3 % of women met their current partner through a friend

Action Item: Treat every woman you encounter kindly—Hot often hangs out with Hot. The numbers suggest that you are more likely to find a date/significant other within a “circle of friends” vs. a bar or club.

My Jungle: Dating A Single Mother…

All my life I’ve avoided dating single mothers. The inherited stress associated with managing the complexity of dating a single mom was always enough reason never to ask one out. In retrospect it was never the complexity that scared me away. It was a lack of maturity. See, it takes a special kind of man, a mature man, to date a single mom. Dating “Trinity” signified a rite of passage in my dating evolution. It forced me to see the raw realities of single motherhood and in the process made me a better man. Where as I would think about dinner plans she wrestled with the concept of introducing a new guy to her kid. While I was focused on seducing her to sleepover she struggled with rules about overnight stays.

The Irrational Educated Female

Education functions in the realm of logic. Naturally, our tendency would be to think that educated women would process relationships with a sense of reason. Yet despite all of the advancements, as a result of the feminist movement, traditional gender roles have not shifted much outside of the occasional “Let’s go 50/50 on the bill”.  Men are stunned when they discern that highly educated, professional women are emotionally irrational in their relationships. In fact, educated women are more suited to provided structured arguments, shooting down perceived fallacies and occasionally over thinking the simplest of statements. The reality is that there’s no direct correlation or causation between her educational degree(s), social status, rank or occupational title, and her ability to logically rationalize her actions in the context of a relationship.

My Jungle: Penile Water Boarding—Adventures With “Trinity”

I gazed at the duct tape on my side table that haunted me for the past three weeks with a sense of wonder, anticipation and excitement. Trinity had a way of making the most mundane objects extraordinarily erotic. The sudden knock on the door sent a warm arousing awareness down the center of my back. She always refused to ring the doorbell; seemingly preferring the rhythmic sound of her knuckles against the wooden panel, a sensual rhythmic sound, that foreshadowed the night to come. She bounded my wrists and ankles with the fore mentioned duct tape. The stickiness felt awkward, out of place, definitely not romantic.  As she dimmed the light it felt a bit like an interrogation. Her eyes reveled a clear path; a path who’s intent was to deliberately and systematically dismantle my personal sexual identity. She was hell bent on descending me into the proverbial sexual gutter.

MyJungle: Skip The Hand Job, Go Monkey Style

She walked thru the door wearing only a trench coat. The sounds of her 3-inch heels clicking on my crooked wooden floors echoed with seduction as she strolled in.  Trinity removed her old-school oversized Jackie Onassis sunglasses, and dangled her purse that resembled a medic bag.  As I had become accustomed- she wasted no time and headed straight to my bedroom. Her 55-year-old Peruvian babysitter was on a tight schedule, which meant that she had no time to waste.

“I missed you—so I brought duct tape”
“Duct tape?”
“Yeah duct tape…” I couldn’t make the connection --it didn’t seem logical to me, but who was I to question her.

“Let’s skip the hand job-I just got my nails done”
“Excuse me?

My Jungle--Oral Nirvana

My vision was blurred and my right arm had a slight twitch. I can barely make out her silhouette as I recovered from my murky state. Could it be? Could I’ve “blacked out” or fainted? I lay in bed like a wounded fawn struggling to recall my last memory. “Did you like that baby?” I was partially tone death, so I couldn’t make out the rest of her sentence. It was as if someone had dropped a hand grenade and the sounds reverberated in my ear canal. But it wasn’t a grenade; it was 5’4” and weighed 115 pounds and simply put she rocked my world.  It certainly wasn’t the first time I had the privilege of meeting Madam fellatio, but fainting in pure pleasure??? At first I was amazed, then I was concerned. Anyone this good must have had plenty of practice. But I didn’t care—what guy would when his in a state of oral nirvana.