The Little Thread Which Grew - the Apollo '73 to Everything But
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Auditor's Toad
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I have heard there are 2 ways to argue with a woman - unfortunately, neither one of them have ever been known to work.
Oh, one of my fav lines from my X wife
" I am not MAKING you wrong. You ARE wrong "!
Oh, one of my fav lines from my X wife
" I am not MAKING you wrong. You ARE wrong "!
CarmeloOrchards
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You two are so full of shit, your eyes are brown
Perhaps Roger will add to this.
I love women.
But women are like men, we are all unique.
Beings, once feeling separated from others, often go into a mind set of domination / subjugation. (Either side)
The way to bring anyone, male or female, to the table is to be inclusive without the domination / subjugation identities in place.
As an auditor, I've often seen both sides of a dispute resolved by auditing one of the parties to the dispute. Whether we are talking O/Ws or different cultures colliding, if you audit one person in a dispute, you affect both sides. It takes TWO to have a dispute.
Working with another of a different sex requires seeing things from their viewpoint. It is a two way street.
I have always been attracted to strong women. My wife was a class Vlll at 25. She swam for Dick Smith in Phoenix and had national records in the breaststroke. etc etc. I like Scarlet O'Hara. Give me strength, courage, perception, and certainty any day of the week.
Weak and service faccy is not my cup of tea.
Obviously , if we are talking cultural stereotypes, there is truth in what you all are saying.
I thought that we had gotten past humanoid some time back.
We are gods. Disguise or not.
Give me a god any day.
Perhaps Roger will add to this.
I love women.
But women are like men, we are all unique.
Beings, once feeling separated from others, often go into a mind set of domination / subjugation. (Either side)
The way to bring anyone, male or female, to the table is to be inclusive without the domination / subjugation identities in place.
As an auditor, I've often seen both sides of a dispute resolved by auditing one of the parties to the dispute. Whether we are talking O/Ws or different cultures colliding, if you audit one person in a dispute, you affect both sides. It takes TWO to have a dispute.
Working with another of a different sex requires seeing things from their viewpoint. It is a two way street.
I have always been attracted to strong women. My wife was a class Vlll at 25. She swam for Dick Smith in Phoenix and had national records in the breaststroke. etc etc. I like Scarlet O'Hara. Give me strength, courage, perception, and certainty any day of the week.
Weak and service faccy is not my cup of tea.
Obviously , if we are talking cultural stereotypes, there is truth in what you all are saying.
I thought that we had gotten past humanoid some time back.
We are gods. Disguise or not.
Give me a god any day.
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CarmeloOrchards
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I love women tooo . . . .
Is that enough of an addition?
R
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Hatshepsut
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Lakey, I was teasing you about this role you've adopted as a service to your fellow man
THANKYOU for the invite to your party. I have to admit it crossed my mind. It would be nice to meet you and Johnny and Carmelo and his wife and visit with my brother down the road.
Oh, and Leon is right.....
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CarmeloOrchards
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Oh, and Leon is right.....
This is BS too.
Hats, you and I often play at night. Do you ever feel one of us is dominating the other?
When my wife and I hooked up, she liked modern furniture (black leather, chrome). I liked English antiques. We didn't compromise. We found a something that we liked together better than either of our separate viewpoints. American Country.
There is always a bigger picture if you can find it. It takes looking not fighting.
RogerB
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My last post above might bring a smile to the face of many . . . . and hopefully my mate Lakey. But I wonder. He is being sooooo serious lately.
There I was the other day, posting a jest in pointing out that the dunce must behave as though all the women in one's company are the most beautiful in the room . . . and wodoo-iget? s-e-r-i-o-u-s-n-e-s-s . . .
Actually, fellas, it's not a girl or boy thing . . . .
For the who's right, who's wrong shit to be flying it takes that the parties to the fracas are only concentrating on the negative.
Surely there is some positive that one's attention can be directed to for the resolution instead of the the harping on what's wrong.
Instead of telling your husband he is an idiot for wasting his money on "such and such" . . . . try putting his attention on the positive with: "Sweetheart, we've really got to look at ways to be sure we are making best use of our money". . . . and have a thought or recommendation on how to, and help him do a better job of it.
That way folks can upgrade each other . . . now there's an idea whose time had come!
Focusing on what's wrong, even when one's partner goofs, only leads to either further losses for the mate, or conflict.
As you know, my sweet V is 22 years younger than me, and never in the CofS. So our relationship has very much been one of me wearing a coaching hat a lot of the time.
On the occasion I've observed V goof on something, it's never been an issue of being critical of either her or the goof. My handling has always been, when appropriate or opportune, to ask: "What was the outcome you got from....? Ack the answer, and handle any 2-way comm on it, then offer: "You know, there is an alternative way to address/handle/go about . . . . " and offer the info.
In my observation, it takes a total mountain of processing and case-gain to lift a person above being sensitive and reactive to criticisms and/or having their errors held up to their face too strongly.
I might have met one or two such saints while on Earth . . . but that's about it.
No matter what, folks simply must protect their stability and establishment of viewpoint . . . . even if patently idiotic. There is nothing quite as fearful to a person than to have their viewpoint shattered, lost or knocked out. Having it threatened is bad enough . . . but to have it disestablished by proof of invalidity is just too much for your usual Being.
That's the type of situation or charged incident that is underneath all this "I'm right" protectiveness. It's a hot one.
Rog
There I was the other day, posting a jest in pointing out that the dunce must behave as though all the women in one's company are the most beautiful in the room . . . and wodoo-iget? s-e-r-i-o-u-s-n-e-s-s . . .
Actually, fellas, it's not a girl or boy thing . . . .
For the who's right, who's wrong shit to be flying it takes that the parties to the fracas are only concentrating on the negative.
Surely there is some positive that one's attention can be directed to for the resolution instead of the the harping on what's wrong.
Instead of telling your husband he is an idiot for wasting his money on "such and such" . . . . try putting his attention on the positive with: "Sweetheart, we've really got to look at ways to be sure we are making best use of our money". . . . and have a thought or recommendation on how to, and help him do a better job of it.
That way folks can upgrade each other . . . now there's an idea whose time had come!
Focusing on what's wrong, even when one's partner goofs, only leads to either further losses for the mate, or conflict.
As you know, my sweet V is 22 years younger than me, and never in the CofS. So our relationship has very much been one of me wearing a coaching hat a lot of the time.
On the occasion I've observed V goof on something, it's never been an issue of being critical of either her or the goof. My handling has always been, when appropriate or opportune, to ask: "What was the outcome you got from....? Ack the answer, and handle any 2-way comm on it, then offer: "You know, there is an alternative way to address/handle/go about . . . . " and offer the info.
In my observation, it takes a total mountain of processing and case-gain to lift a person above being sensitive and reactive to criticisms and/or having their errors held up to their face too strongly.
I might have met one or two such saints while on Earth . . . but that's about it.
No matter what, folks simply must protect their stability and establishment of viewpoint . . . . even if patently idiotic. There is nothing quite as fearful to a person than to have their viewpoint shattered, lost or knocked out. Having it threatened is bad enough . . . but to have it disestablished by proof of invalidity is just too much for your usual Being.
That's the type of situation or charged incident that is underneath all this "I'm right" protectiveness. It's a hot one.
Rog
dexter gelfand
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Doing what an auditor does, at Miami Org, 1982
One of my best friends is a regular on this thread, and he asked me to share this story here, about one of my earliest and most rewarding auditing experiences, so here goes:
In 1981, there was a demand that all eastern U.S. orgs send a number of staff to be trained as HGC auditors at what had been designated the Continental Training Org, the Miami Org, which at the time was the biggest and most successful class IV org. They were a truly impressive group, and I've become reacquainted with several people I met there, through ESMB in the past year or two.
I had joined staff in New York in 1979, and worked in div 6 (public divisions) until I soured on the org exec experience and decided to follow my goal to be an auditor. To that end, I recruited someone to replace me on my post, and personally trained and apprenticed him on my functions until my superior originated to me that I had completed this task well enough to move on. I signed a new 5 year contract to join the TTC (technical training corps, the people on staff who are training to become auditors for the organization), and had been training for a few months when this demand to send staff to Miami materialized.
I had recently gotten married to my first wife, who had two young children. She had also joined staff, and both of us were being asked to go to Miami to train there. While she was being successfully persuaded to go, I was simultaneously refusing, because I considered the idea a slight to my own org, and I saw no reason I couldn't train just as well where I was. Two things happened to change my mind, the first being that if I wasn't going to Miami, I was expected to mind my new bride's 2 young children myself when I barely knew them, so that she could go off carefree to train (as it turned out, she had very little interest in the well-being of her own children, but that's a story for another day) and I was called into the org's executive director's office after steadfastly refusing to be sent out of the org for training, and saw him pretty much beg me to reconsider, cowering, with two big monkeys in paramilitary uniforms (the "Sea Organization") standing on each side of him, arms folded, clearly applying intimidation toward him that would never fly against me. I felt a pull to rescue/save him from whatever threat he was under. Looking back, maybe that was their plan. At any rate, at that point, I acquiesced.
At the age of 26, I took my first commercial airline flight, as the New Org TTC I/C (person in charge of all the auditors in training from the New York org).
More to follow....
Love, Dex
One of my best friends is a regular on this thread, and he asked me to share this story here, about one of my earliest and most rewarding auditing experiences, so here goes:
In 1981, there was a demand that all eastern U.S. orgs send a number of staff to be trained as HGC auditors at what had been designated the Continental Training Org, the Miami Org, which at the time was the biggest and most successful class IV org. They were a truly impressive group, and I've become reacquainted with several people I met there, through ESMB in the past year or two.
I had joined staff in New York in 1979, and worked in div 6 (public divisions) until I soured on the org exec experience and decided to follow my goal to be an auditor. To that end, I recruited someone to replace me on my post, and personally trained and apprenticed him on my functions until my superior originated to me that I had completed this task well enough to move on. I signed a new 5 year contract to join the TTC (technical training corps, the people on staff who are training to become auditors for the organization), and had been training for a few months when this demand to send staff to Miami materialized.
I had recently gotten married to my first wife, who had two young children. She had also joined staff, and both of us were being asked to go to Miami to train there. While she was being successfully persuaded to go, I was simultaneously refusing, because I considered the idea a slight to my own org, and I saw no reason I couldn't train just as well where I was. Two things happened to change my mind, the first being that if I wasn't going to Miami, I was expected to mind my new bride's 2 young children myself when I barely knew them, so that she could go off carefree to train (as it turned out, she had very little interest in the well-being of her own children, but that's a story for another day) and I was called into the org's executive director's office after steadfastly refusing to be sent out of the org for training, and saw him pretty much beg me to reconsider, cowering, with two big monkeys in paramilitary uniforms (the "Sea Organization") standing on each side of him, arms folded, clearly applying intimidation toward him that would never fly against me. I felt a pull to rescue/save him from whatever threat he was under. Looking back, maybe that was their plan. At any rate, at that point, I acquiesced.
At the age of 26, I took my first commercial airline flight, as the New Org TTC I/C (person in charge of all the auditors in training from the New York org).
More to follow....
Love, Dex
SweetnessandLight
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Hatty!!!
Hatty, where did you get that picture of my house???
The Big Boo and Thanksgiving are always fun in and of themselves... but the retailers are desperate for sales this year. Sigh.
somebody please let me celebrate Halloween first! Don't lets steal the thunder of the big Boo
Hatty, where did you get that picture of my house???
The Big Boo and Thanksgiving are always fun in and of themselves... but the retailers are desperate for sales this year. Sigh.
SweetnessandLight
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Where's Quinny?
Too cute!!! That doxie looks so proud to be wearing that coconutshell bra!
I think I started a thread last year of dogs in costumes for the Big Boo! Wonder if I can resurrect it? :confused2:
Too cute!!! That doxie looks so proud to be wearing that coconutshell bra!
I think I started a thread last year of dogs in costumes for the Big Boo! Wonder if I can resurrect it? :confused2:
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SweetnessandLight
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Yes, I've read it, and it's in my library for re-reading and referral to others in the future. I recommend it, too.
SweetnessandLight
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SweetnessandLight
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So, Lakey, in the vein of your last request of me to comment on your writings and your expecting me to address the issue of maturity and wisdom . . . .
It seems from the above you are slow to learn from experience along with not from the aging process . . .
Lakey, all the women in your company that evening were the most beautiful women in the room!
All I have to say is that Candy is truly a saint if she is still talking to you after the above.
R
Candy is beautiful both in ourward appearance and on the inside, in Spirit, character and personality!!!
SweetnessandLight
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Beautifully put, about the spiritual "tingling"!
Well said, Carmellow!!!
May I second that and say that I agree?
Well said, Carmellow!!!
May I second that and say that I agree? 
Enthetan
Master of Disaster
Lakey, at some point I should come over and you could introduce me to Evy as a retired serial killer. See how long we could play it straight before she either starts laughing or runs away.
As far as arguments, my wife and I don't have many arguments. I don't like arguments. I pick my battles. Most of the time I let her have her way. The times that I feel like having my way, she lets me have my way rather than pissing me off. It works out.
SweetnessandLight
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SweetnessandLight
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SweetnessandLight
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Carmellow, do you remember the saying (was it on a poster or bumper sticker?) from the 60's that said "Dirty Old Men Need Love Too?"
Well, as far as I am concerned, that applies to OSA. None of them have a good grasp on reality or the full picture, or they wouldn't be doing what they are doing...and we ALL would so like to give them a little reality shift. Not sure just hanging out with our crowd would do it, but...
something should!
Hatshepsut
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