SHRINK TALK, THE DOCTOR IS IN

This is probably going to tick some people off, and I hope it does. But I’m going to keep on sharing it and saying it. And once again, I am not a Swiftie, but I am a human being, a Dad AND, a Monstrous Football fan.

I am extremely disappointed in so many of you who think that "not being a fan" of someone means you're entitled to shit all over them.

I want to remind you of something.

Your children are watching you complain about Taylor Swift sitting at a football game, being happy, and cheering for a man she loves in what appears to be a very loving, respectful relationship.

Your Children are watching you judge a woman for literally just EXISTING and taking up space happily.

And you know what? Ms. Swift has won 324 awards? How many do you have?

She brought $5 BILLION dollars in consumer spending and boosted the U. S. economy so significantly, that leaders from other countries actually beg for her to play there?

Did you know that there are over 20 college courses about her skills as an artist, lyricist, and musician - including at places like Harvard, Stanford & UC Berkeley?

Did you know that Taylor Swift quietly donates mass amounts of money to local food banks in every city she performs in?

AND DID YOU KNOW …

That Taylor Swift was sexually assaulted by a radio DJ, and she got him fired? When he sued HER for over $3 million for defamation, she counter sued for a symbolic $1 in a court case that took 2 YEARS for her to win. And, she did that just to show women that fighting for what's right has no price tag & to never be silent in the face of oppression.

WELL IF YOU DON’T CARE BY NOW, YOU SHOULD.

Because your daughters, nieces, and your nephews are watching you run your mouth. And they are seeing the world hate a woman who does so much good, simply because she exists in their line of sight.

DO BETTER PEOPLE.

Teach your boys to respect women. Teach your girls that as women - they are ALLOWED to take up space.

Fix it. Become aware of your words. Because we all have the ability and the obligation to fight for the future of our children with simple moments. And we need to consciously choose to be better for them.

Author. JR 

Let’s take a look at the submissive or a bottom and their experience during a bdsm scene. The submissive’s experience is commonly referred to as subspace and subdrop. There are two kinds of subspace. The first is physiological subspace. It usually occurs and is sustained through pain play. The second is a psychological subspace which is brought about when a sub is drawn to their Dom, irrespective of any physiological factors of pain play, or the endorphins that are produced. Endorphins are hormones produced within the brain’s nervous system and causes an analgesic response. They are the body’s natural painkillers, and also produces a euphoria and sense of well being. This second subspace, the intense attraction towards and for their Dom, is very common and is often talked about in any submissive’s profile. “I will not allow any man to just talk to me for two minutes and allow them to control and be my Dom. That will not happen. It takes time, emotion, love and trust to create this”. SO RIGHT. These subs know what this second subspace is and its importance. 

The journey towards subspace through pain play has two stages. Stage 1 is where the sub might tease or provoke their Dom and is often called SAM—smart ass masochist space. It is light hearted banter, sarcastic behaviors, where the sub consciously knows that this will create a rise and behaviors from their Dom. I also believe this is what’s known as Brat behavior. 
 

The second stage is called the “blonde space”. (No offense to blondes, i love blondes). During this stage, the sub behaves absentmindedly, forgetting commands and even their speech can become affected. The release of these natural chemicals, epinephrine, endorphins, and enkephalins can create a floating experience or a euphoria. It is a space, which can become trance like, pain is gone, problems disappear and your floating and experiencing pleasure. It’s intense and addictive. Once experienced, the sub wants it again and again and may go to great lengths to achieve this. A sub’s creativity towards producing bratty behavior is tremendous. I marvel at their creativity, and determination. For me, this trance is similar to a runner’s high. A runner’s high is the feeling of pure elation, reduced stress, and a decrease ability to feel pain due to a flood of endorphins released by exercise. One may ask, which high is more intense, more significant, and I don’t know the answer to that. Perhaps a sub who has experienced both can give us this answer? Subs often become very emotional and can become highly sensitive to touch. Often times, a sub can not talk and it is important for their Doms to understand and identify accurately these signs. It is important that their Dom does not recognize their sub’s silence as permission to give them more pain. This is a mistake, look at the physical signs of your sub, their labored breathing, their disorientation, slurred speech, silence, and or dizziness. This is a period where the sub can not accurately interpret their needs and even if they have a safe word, because of their inability to speak, and or recognize their true needs, the safe word becomes ineffective. Please Doms do not feel, that because their sub has this safe word, and it is not consciously spoken or used, that it is safe to proceed. It is not safe to proceed.

This stage can lead to primal behavior. Primal behaviors can lead to a flight or fight response. The sub’s behavior is for food, water, survival, and love. This is known as the subdrop. Everyone who experiences the high, must come down from this natural elation. One can not sustain this, the drop creates exhaustion, incoherence, incoordination, and sedation. (Sleepiness). This is where AFTERCARE is so so important and it is the job of their Dom to do this for his sub. It is vital that their Dom’s care for their welfare of them at this time occur. They, (sub) are unable to provide this for themselves. I am reminded of the great scene, in 50 Shades of Grey, (i know, i know, its not accurate) but allow a moment of digression, Christian picks her up and carries her to his bedroom, lovingly, and gives her food, and water, and puts lotions and creams on her wounds. (I loved their love story).

Reprinted from earlier 

Never Again is the phrase that came out of the Nazi persecution of Jews, and others in Nazi Germany. The other night i watched a documentary on the Holocaust  Museum in Washington D.C.  Wolf Biltzer was the commentator, and he interviewed his father and mother who were survivors of the camps. It’s been 79 years since Allied troops first started liberating the concentration camp prisoners. 79 years ago and we are still in situations where people are killing off others to make them supreme. 

In late 1944 and early 1945, as Allied troops defeated the German army and moved across Europe into Germany, they encountered tens of thousands of concentration camp prisoners.

Soviet forces were the first to approach a major Nazi camp, reaching Majdanek near Lublin, Poland, in July 1944. Later, the Soviets liberated Auschwitz, the largest killing center and concentration camp, in January 1945. In the following months, the Soviets liberated additional camps in the Baltic states, Poland, and eventually in Germany itself. In April and May 1945, the British liberated Nazi camps in northern Germany, including Bergen-Belsen and Neuengamme.

The first Nazi camp liberated by US forces was Ohrdruf, a subcamp of Buchenwald (the main camp would be liberated one week later). The 4th Armored Division and the 89th Infantry of the Third US Army entered Ohrdruf on April 4, 1945.  When soldiers of the 4th Armored Division entered the camp, they discovered piles of bodies, some covered with lime, and others partially incinerated on pyres. The ghastly nature of their discovery led General Dwight D. Eisenhower, Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces in Europe, to visit the camp on April 12, with Generals George S. Patton and Omar Bradley. After his visit, Eisenhower cabled General George C. Marshall, the head of the Joint Chiefs of Staff in Washington, describing his trip to Ohrdruf:

The things I saw beggar description. … The visual evidence and the verbal testimony of starvation, cruelty and bestiality were so overpowering as to leave me a bit sick ... . I made the visit deliberately, in order to be in a position to give first-hand evidence of these things if ever, in the future, there develops a tendency to charge these allegations merely to “propaganda.”  This description of General Eisenhower’s visit to Ohrdruf came be seen in the Holocaust Museum among other things. (Shoes, lots of shoes, which is the only surviving thing , the actual bunkers of some of the camps). It is horrific.

For the dead and the living, we must be witness to this genocide. We must continue to education, and communicate future generations, that this did occur, that this continues and we must put a stop to this killing.  

The man brought the four cards, the four boxes of candy, and the four sets of flowers up to the cashier for checkout. The cashier rolled her eyes at him as she looked at his wedding band and mumbled…”these players make me sick.” This caused everyone else to look at the man funny too.

So the man responded…”one set is for my mom because my dad passed away and he used to do this for my mom…and he taught me how to give love.

The next set is for my wife because I love her and she teaches me how to receive and treasure love.

And the third set is for my daughter…because it’s up to me to teach her how she should be treated and who she should give her love to.

And you can have my fourth set because I just wanted you to know that a man can show you love and understanding and not want anything from you. Have a blessed day.”

She melted and everyone else did too. just goes to show you don’t judge someone you know nothing about!! love it.❤️

Do you ever surround yourself with lower companions or “people lower “ than yourself who will not ever leave you because you make them feel better by association?

Do you gravitate toward emotionally withholding men/or women who reflect your false sense of your own worthlessness?

When you can not draw ego sustenance from your accolades, do you have grandiose fantasies about who you might become to show either mom or dad what a mistake they have made by abandoning 

If you have answered ‘yes’ to any of these three questions, then maybe your life defining experience is abandonment. 

DO NOT LET OR ALLOW ANYONE TO MAKE YOUR LIFE DEFINING EXPERIENCE ABANDONMENT.

Taken from the Resident.  

NEW YEAR’S EVE AND DAY

The Civil War: On Dec. 30, 1862, Union troops near Murfreesboro, Tenn., played “Yankee Doodle” and “Hail Columbia.” Their Confederate foes answered with “Dixie,” and the two sides ended the night playing “Home, Sweet Home” together. The battle that followed, fought between New Year’s Eve and Jan. 2, 1863, was among the war’s deadliest.
Also on New Year’s Eve 1862, abolitionists held vigils as they waited for President Lincoln to issue the Emancipation Proclamation. He did so the next day, freeing enslaved people in the states that had seceded from the Union. The vigils became the origin of the New Year’s Eve services that some African American churches still hold.
World War I: America entered World War I in 1917, and Times Square on New Year’s Eve that year was “thoroughly sedate and solemn,” The Times reported. Soldiers and sailors, forbidden to drink, sat in restaurants and hotels. Sugar was rationed, and dinner at the Waldorf Astoria was meatless. Broadway, “ankle-deep in confetti” a year before, was “gloomy, deserted and silent.”
Flu pandemic: New Year’s Eve 1918 also took place during a pandemic. A brutal fall and winter wave had killed tens of thousands of Americans. By Dec. 31, some cities had loosened their public health measures, inviting a more joyous holiday. “Hotels and clubs and other places where revelers congregate to greet the new year are overdoing themselves in the way of entertainment,” The Chicago Daily News reported.

HOPE EVERYONE IS SAFE.

rob 

Today, the world lost a treasured and valuable man. John Madden died today, causes unknown, at the age of 85. He is in the hall of fame as a player, coach and commentator. Coach Madden was known for his passion for the game and was commonly known as a a player’s coach. He always allowed them to play, and was only concerned with their performance on the field. The world lost a treasured person today.

The quickest way to dominance, is by seducing her mind and gaining her trust before moving onto her body. What are some actual examples of seduction of the mind and cravings and fantasies you desire the most?

Every woman is unique and different and has different needs.

Many times, women write the words, “control and dominate my mind and i will be yours”, but very rarely, are examples given. I get it, they love the intrigue and not knowing what comes next, but We, as dominants are not mind readers. 

Enlighten us, share your seduction to your mind…………

Hi again, i dont know why i am doing this. I often talk with my friend , who i have known a great many years, that its time to pass the baton, figuratively, to the next generation of doctors. We as physicians, all share a burden of despair and irrepairable grief, but thats another story and another time. Today, i want to focus on the more positive moments of medical school. Medical school is a bitch. There is no other word to describe this, there is no other feeling, in my opinion. This is all my opinion, and my opinion only.  

As a junior medical student, i went through my surgical rotation. I cant remember how long it was, but this was the general surgical rotation that everyone must do, and then you could pick some electives for further surgical training. So one day, the four of us, started rounds with the surgical attending physician. And the question came, what nationality has the most fat content. So the professor, asked us, one at a time, and we each answered, and then instead of giving us the answer, he asked us again, round two. Well no one got it. And i remember, my team, we had some studs on our rotation. One of the studs was a woman, and hell, if she didn’t know it, then forget about all the rest of us.  Lol. So round two, came and went , quickly, very quickly. And the professor got angry and started berating us, with , “where did you get ur license, from sears and roebuck”. “You call yourselves doctors, you guys are nothing but quacks” , “i would be ashamed and i would go home and cry, because no one is going to make it through this surgical rotation” , “Did you buy your license at the Mall” , “Was there a special going on, two for one”, “Did you cut out a coupon in the newspaper to get ur degree” I had never seen my professor as angry as i had that day.  He had stopped rounding on the patients and was just yelling at all of us. At that moment in time, the key is to look down, never make eye contact with the professor, and hope one of the nurses on the unit could distract him. No such luck this time. Well we waited for the answer, the answer finally came, and it was the the Eskimo because of all the blubber they eat. I started to laugh at loud, but quickly held that. And then i got angry. And once rounds were over finally, we talked amongst ourselves and all of us felt, he had taken this way too far. No one in my entire group had ever seen an Eskimo, let alone treated one. EVER, and we were all quite sure, an Eskimo had never been seen or treated at the hospital we were at. So all of us, felt, this was a step too far, by this professor, and he had a reputation for this.

The next day, we were in surgery. It was an exploratory abdomen, and this may have been my first surgical operation. That part i can not remember. But all of a sudden, the heart stops and the ekg started flat lining, and the alarm went off. Now at that time, there is a nurse, assigned specifically to start the 5 minute clock, because after 5 minutes, with no oxygen to the brain, the patient’s brain is dead.  So pretty immediately, i hear over the intercom, they are paging the professor to come to the OR stat. Meanwhile, the surgeon, probably the 3rd year resident , i can’t remember, was trying to fix the problem. And after every minute, the nurse would count it down, “4 minutes”, then “3 minutes”, then “2 minutes”, then “1 min”. By that time, they had paged the professor multiple times. Suddenly, with perhaps 25 seconds to go, the professor enters the operating room, and i can’t remember if he had gowned up. All i remember is this, without saying one word to anyone, including the chief resident, he stuck his left hand into this woman’s open abdomen, turned his hand backward to get around the stomach, and with his one hand, (his left hand, and i cant remember if he was a lefty or not) tied off the bleeder, the machines started to chime again, the heart began to pump normal and we had normal EKG functioning with seconds to spare, i am sure. As quickly as he had come into the operating room, he left just as quickly, without saying a word. The operation continued and there was a successful outcome. All of us understood the significance of this man. After that, for the rest of the time, i was on his rotation, i called him , Sir and he was G-D to me.  (OH, and I also read about eskimos and i am not ashamed to admit that one) In all my years of medicine, i have never seen something like that again, and i never really want to either.   

I went back for my 25th medical school reunion and on the surgical board, this professor had become chairman of the surgical department. I smiled at that, and felt,  what a fitting end for him. 

This is a day dedicated to  all the fallen heros of all the American wars.  Memorial Day is a day of thanks and sadness. Thanks for your service to the United States of America. It is with tremendous gratitude and appreciation that others have come before me, and layed down their lives for the ideals and freedoms of being an american. It is with sadness, that Memorial Day which is usually associated and spent with family, the breaking out of the barbecue, the beginning of summer, the start of summer vacation for the kids in school (or close to it, depending on when you end the school year), that these fallen heros wont be coming back to their families.  

“Any man’s diminishes me because I am involved with mankind. There fore, never send to know for whom the bells toll, it tolls for thee”

                    John Donne

Memorial Days tolls for the fallen heros.  Thank you.