"Als je niet het gebruikt, je verliest het."

"If you don't use it, you lose it."

It seems I spent the later half of my Junior High School, all of High School and early years of College learning Spanish and French, I failed to master it. I could not grasp French well and I managed to be able to read and write in Spanish but never got the speaking in a normal conversation. I could get a few sentences in and understand a few verbal words but it never took. After a few years after not caring to learn any more and not using, much has faded. The most I retained from learning Spanish is from the Taco Bell commercials: Yo Quiero Taco Bell. And French, forget it, all I know is: Oui. I can't for the life of me do the rolling of the tongue to do Rrrrrr, as in Rrrrrromeo. When I roll the Rrrrrr, nine out of ten times it sounds like I am about to gargle out some phlegm. Sad is I.

I use to love Russian and Ukraine culture mainly due to ex-girlfriends from those countries and being exposed to their culture when I use to work in Brooklyn. So, when I had the chance to visit Moscow for a few days, I did. This is just speaking of Europe. I am now a big fan of the Dutch lifestyle ever since my first visit to Amsterdam (then the broader outskirts into The Netherlands, meaning not just the Center of Amsterdam). It surely has broaden my view on things. And I have been back so many times not caring to visit many other countries (for the moment). There's a part of me that wants to stay there. With that comes an interest to browse a few other countries that sound interesting: Portugal, Hungary, The Czech Republic, Belgium and a curiosity of the smaller Eastern block countries.

American English has different sounding syllables than the European counterpart. Some of these syllables vary from cut short or to let the sound of the syllable roll. The American grammatical sequence do not follow the same as the European structure. Words do not match up in the way it is written from it's pronunciation. And at times you have to change the whole structure of the way you normally speak (or write) to adapt to the language you are trying to learn. How come -sometimes- a noun will come before the verb, and then sometimes it doesn't? And why in all my years of education did no one teach me what a Finite or Infinitive verb are? My job entails working with people from all over the world. I currently work with business owners. And one should know people come to America from everywhere around the world and open up shop. But my trying to learn another language has nothing to do with it. There's a reason why I am attempting this particular language. I find learning another language has much to do with memory, comparing to your own and just trying to adapt as to how the other culture flows naturally. So, how's this? Foreigners forgive me when I come to your country and I chop up the grammar in your language and I will forgive you when you come to America and tell me "I no understand, I no speakie much English". I think it should be a given, not to be laughed at, maybe humored by. There should be fun in learning and jest in cultural differences not mockery.


Ik probeer Nederlands te leren.

or

Ik ben Nederlands aan het leren


Sound travels in frequencies is a subject I learned in my college courses. That's how waves hit our ears. I never realized this when they were testing my acuity to tone when in my Elementary School's music class. I've fount learning another language applies to this frequency in which we communicate. And in linguistic classes, I learned not having a lazy mouth emphasized the pronunciation of a syllable better. When you speak, move your mouth.

Think about when you were taught the alphabet in your native language. It's the basics of how to communicate in a particular language. By making the simplest sound of a letter in the alphabet, you're learning the cultures language fundamentals. (Going off topic a little here, as I always do) The education of grade school, then college, work experiences and life experiences are phases in development and change. Specifically speaking of a culture's language, I think in every life cycle, we get about four to five stages, if given the opportunity: birth to early twenties, early twenties to mid thirties, mid thirties to forties and fifties to sixties and there onward to be content or wonder on with learning (this can be applied to language as one subject matter). Heck, even when I was learning Visual Basics is an example. It formulates in every stage of life and is past onward to build a particular culture or language. It can change, need adapting to, when something is created by the freedom of the mind (or our ever so evolving humanity) or preserved in the name of learning from history. Learning another language or it's culture is like tuning into another frequency, it doesn't always sync, you just try to make it relevant to understanding it the best you can.

Think about the way you listened how to pronounce things so you can communicate with your guardians as a child. Think about how you phrase things based on the language around you, they aren't always grammatically attuned to the culture's formal language, "word, son"? Foreigners learning your language, are guest trying to tune in to your frequency. Can it be methodical as much as memory is involved to learning or must one be raised in it to be affluent. It takes years of these communicating in frequencies to build a certain culture's language. Learning a language is like a a frequency. And not every language has the same frequency. There are differences in the wave length or amplitude in how a sound comes out (or way it is written).

I never understood why my father never cared to learn different things. He is a very simple man. He's a fanatic basketball watcher, enjoys a narrow range of foods and never really bothered in other cultures except when he needed to. As a small example of one of my father's attributes: I fount one reason why he might behave this way. I learned from an economist: our actions are based on rewards. My father did learn a few sentences and words for certain things in Spanish in order to adapt based on his work. The reward to learning Spanish is to aide in his former career. The one that allowed to provide for in part for my development. Meaning closed minds don't get fed. So why am I reattempting to try and learn another language? It's because culture interests me so much, I just love it. What is my reward? I need language to fit into the culture aspect. It's mainly not for my job. Why do so many non-Asian people eat Asian food (or vice versa) if reasons not for being: cheap (say the cost are the same), having variety in diet or taste (if you can omit this as a reason). What is the reward in trying another cultures food? E.g.: A hamburger (German/American) and a meatball (Italian) are made of the same or similar, right? Why eat one oppose to the other. Every new thing I learn from another uncommon culture is like the YouTube videos of a kitten just in their natural cute behavior, learning another cultures language hits a similar part of my brain.

I like stepping stones, it has created what we call stairs.

Hope

Definition (From Google):

A feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen.


Our hopes are irrelevant for what is expected to actually happen, or are they? Are hopes tangible? Our hopes are like going to a psychic for a prediction from cards or a globe. It's like acts of divination. Is it realistic? Only if you put action into it. And that is a gamble or decision you cannot control much. Then there are those things that just cannot happen no matter how much you hope.

Hope isn't so much a single point of view: your own. It is a two sided street and it depends. It depends if what you hope for is plausible, controllable or far fetched

e.g.

Joey has parents who are not wealthy. His mom earns less than minimum wage and father earns just enough to pay the bills. But his parents love Joey and want him to have things. Joey feels this love downward and loves his parents back for their hard work. Joey wants to be like all his, more well off, friends and wants the hottest new toys and game station for Christmas. So Joey is playing every card in the book with his parents to get these gifts, including striving for good grades and volunteering to do the dishes every night. Christmas comes around and Joey is given three different gifts from his parents. Just as you are the third person point of view reader and I the narrator (though I, not part of the story), I will tell you each gift is neither any of the hottest new toys or a gaming station. But Joey has hope. He opens one gift at a time, just the first two and leaves the third until after supper in anticipation of the first two let downs, Joey still has hope, but we both already know Joey is not getting the hottest new toy or the gaming station he anticipates. So what is hope?

e.g.

Every once in a while, I get a sense of something is going to happen that is good, just a whim sense predicting a possibility. I buy the lotto on those days. One time I got a few of those scratch off tickets and I delay scratching final areas off on the ticket because I am hoping, just maybe if I delay scratching I will get three matching figures.There is always that possibility one day one day I will get all three matching, I hope. But it is possible. So what is hope?

e.g.

I am not a gambling man by nature but my dad is. My mom was worst, full of superstition and rituals from old beliefs. But isn't that like religion? In Christianity isn't hope part of the belief. So what is hope?

5 Vegas Series 'A' Atomic Cigar Review

I originally tried one of these cigars back in the beginning of November 2012 right when I got them and didn't like the cigar very much, maybe I was expecting better characteristics from it in comparison to all the Cubans and finer brands I had enjoyed that month. I had gifted a handful away and had one more left, so here I am puffing away at it before dinner out.





Maybe two months of rest did the cigar some good or maybe it was the mood or timing. But I enjoyed it a little bit more this time but had some of the same characteristics from two months ago.





Vitola: Robusto Gordo (4.5" x 54RG)
Price: I managed to grab my cigars at $2 a stick but read they can go for $3-$4

Wrapper: Costa Rican (Maduro)
Binder: Honduran
Filler: Honduran

Aged in Humidor: 2 months


Appearance and Construction:

Very presentable packaging, but I am not a marketable person. Presentation means very little if the material inside of the book's cover is bland. The band is golden with black and white tones. There is a thin piece of cedar wrapped on the foot of the cigar. The wrapper is toothy and deep dark, true Maduro. The cap blends right into the body like a fat reminder of R2D2's (from Star Wars) head.

Draw: Smooth, just right
Aroma: When burning it smells like grilled meat or charred meat, not strong, you'll have to bring it close to the nose
Ash: Dark grey and holds an ashy cone that falls right on end of 1st third and doesn't develop long afterwards
Fumes: Somewhere in the middle of light and medium
Burn: Even throughout
Boldness: Very
Harshness: 3 short spots throughout
Strength: Medium
Complexity: Not much

Tasting Notes:

The wrapper gives off a lightly sweet cinnamony note on hay incorporating a dark chocolate earthy scent. The cold draw is of earthy hay. I remember the first one I smoked to have very dark notes, as a matter fact it started with a bit of bitterness and tangy leather. This one initially gave off dark earthy notes followed by the following: light hints of sweet earthy spice, very little hints of coffee, sweet nice leather (not the harsh kind), liquorice, cocoa hit once and never appeared again in the first third. Just because I mentioned subtle changes the cigar is not very complex.

The second half evolves only slightly composing of the following interchanging or mixed nuances of: hints of tobacco, hints of coffee, hints of toffee, occasional sweet leather but mostly sweet yet dark earthy notes.

The final third stays the same composing of dark earthy notes but still includes tang, not spice. There's a natural cocoa nuance (not Dutch cocoa) one time appearance and then never again. Several notes of sweet leather hit and basically earthy, coffee, dark notes.

Basically if you like a Maduro this is for you: bold, deep, dark and strong notes but I didn't find it strong. In terms of complexity not much so even though my taste buds sensed the subtle changes here and there throughout the portions of the cigar. In terms of harshness it's all about one's taste, I like dark notes that aren't harsh. I did find three minor points of harshness but they were not extensive. I liked this cigar. Smoke time is short, only an hour and a half. It is great for the price. I am rating it a 88 out of 100.

Rocky Patel Decade Cigar Review

As the first cigar for 2013, I felt like grabbing the Rocky Patel Decade out of my humidor. This cigar was blended to mark the 10th year existence of Rocky Patel in the cigar industry. I have many other "anniversary" cigar blends in my humidor, many cigar companies produce a blend for these occasions, but I decided on this one because I received it recently and have a few more that I will let age. Hey, why not use it to bring in a new year. 

The Wikipedia page on the brand:

www.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rocky_Patel_Premium_Cigars

As you can see, Cigar Aficionado rated it a 95 out of 100 in 2008.

Vitola: Robusto (5" x 50RG)

Price: $8-$10 stick

Wrapper: Ecuadorian Sumatra

Binder: Secret

Filler: Secret

Aged in Humidor: 1 month

Appearance and Construction:

The cigar looks vintage. Even the band has a yellowish hue with brown stars and lettering. The double bands below the cap were glued on tight. The wrapper is an oily black brown (almost oscuro), like a leather coat. It is constructed with noticeable veins right into the cap but it is rolled well. I love rustic toothy cigars like this that don't have this smooth mold look to the wrapper. My stick had no construction flaws. It wasn't bunched super tight and bounced back only slightly. It's squarish but not to proportion. Hey!, numerous retail vendors did not indicate it was box pressed, especially where I bought it. The only way I fount this out was a little further research after I noticed it's squarish shape.

Draw: Even and easy throughout

Aroma: From two or three feet away there is this sweet musky, slightly stinky aroma of wet leather, an unrefined wooden barrel of fermenting rum or skunk like scent

Ash: Very ashy throughout, not wavy or cone like

Fumes: The beginning had fumes coming out but once it got going it streamed only when lit and when puffed on, otherwise if left alone: mellow

Burn: Consistent and slow

Strength: Medium

Tasting Notes:

The scent that comes out of the foot while still in the cellophane cover is of a chocolate tea mix. The wrapper's scent is lightly cinnamony with oak and hay notes. The cold draw is a lighter version of that, like tangy hay.

On the initial light, I get a bit of ammonia but it quickly dissipates. Two flavors hit me as I give it a minute to burn: a milk chocolaty creaminess and dark tobacco. I get a mouthful of smoke.

1 cm in: the cigar has flavor notes of dark coffee, as I take a sip of my coffee, it matches. My first retrohale is very toasty.

1 inch in: I get toasty oak. 

By the end of the first third a chunk of the ash falls but a smidgen remains. Holding the cigar upward gives it a crown of ash. Along with toasty oak and the aforementioned notes, I got a lightly sweet tangy tasting profile I can't associate with anything, it's like an odd tasting floral spice.

The beginning of the second third I get a bold note of the wrapper's Maduro. I think it's because I scorch it just a little bit with my butane lighter to even out the little pieces of wrapper bits hanging. After a few minutes in: toasty bread followed by sweet tangy almost spicy good earthiness. By the middle of the 2nd third, the ash crown falls completely off. At this point I get notes of grilled meat and hints of wine like flavors. By the end of the second third the musky aroma disappears. This is when it begins to get really good.

Between the end of the second third and beginning of the final third, without the musky aroma and the notes of unrefined fermented flavor notes, the cigar comes together to smoke great. With light hints of sweetness, floral, tangy, oak, earth and grill-like notes, it is now tasty and creamy.

My final thoughts on the Rocky Patel Decade is I think the rest of those I have will need more aging for the profile to get a little better. I thought this was a great cigar except for the musky aroma that again smelled similar to at it's best burnt vanilla to an unrefined barrel of rum or reminiscent of skunk. This aroma was also present on other cigars I have smoked including being even stronger on the Ave Maria Lionheart (also a box pressed). So the first two thirds were enjoyable except for the aroma and the final third was just great.

Complexity: Just a little bit with changing tasting notes throughout

I rate this a 90 out of 100
It took me a little less than two hours to finish the cigar up to the final inch.
It gave me a mood for getting a cheeseburger.

Joya de Nicaragua Antano 1970 Cigar Review

This cigar has a bit of a history behind it. It is said that this was one of the first cigar factories in an area of Nicaragua with the perfect soil and tropics for growing tobacco. This is prior to 1970 when the original factory was founded. The brand is Joya de Nicaragua. The "Joya de" means The Jewel of. I believe the Ant part of Antano means old days, yore, yester and most should already know that ano means year. So I have the privilege of smoking a reproduced jewel from the remnant's of Nicaragua's history.

Everyone knows that great powers influence. In this aspect, I mean great powers as in countries like England, Spain, France, America, etc. You can say it destroys a country's original culture or you can say it helps advance it's civilization; in this case, the controlling powers took it's resources. Nicaragua was a colony of Spain and when Nicaragua gained their independence, they were not completely free, other nations had imposing influence, like the United States. The United States was defending against Socialist and self interest. Just as in the case with many other countries, the United States is there with terms. Basically like in many other examples, the United States called shots on who would control the government. Indirectly or intentionally the Nicaraguan government became a dictatorship. Even in freedom, they were not free from their own and it decimated the country. That's why you see countries like these poor because of rebellion and civil war. The 1970 labelled on the band defines a time when the cigar was considered prominent before the socialist gained control.

This is not the first Joya de Nicaragua I have smoked, matter of fact I have enjoyed these as one of the first premium brand cigars I came across when I started. On the shelf of a local cigar lounge, a box sits on the shelf of the humidor with a price tag of $30 each. Is that an original one from around the 1970s? Nah, I think it would go for way more if in good condition. The one that sits on the shelf is probably the same as the one I smoked or another blend, one rolled in recent years. I love cigar lounges but hate their mark up prices.
 
I would have reviewed the Celebracion blend but did not have one. For this Christmas, that is the Sunday before Christmas Eve, I bring to you the review on the Joya de Nicaragua Antano in a Robusto size. I wish all readers a Merry Christmas and Happy 2013 to come.

Vitola: Robusto Grande (5.5" x 52RG)
Price: $6-$7 stick

Wrapper: Nicaraguan (Criollo Habana)
Binder: Nicaraguan
Filler: Nicaragua

Aged in Humidor: 5 months

Appearance and Construction:

The cigar looks basic as does the band. The wrapper is dark brown, though, not deeply. It is constructed smooth with veins that fade right into the wrapper, no leafy look to the wrapper. My stick had no construction issues, not even a nick. The cap is on if part of the body. It isn't firm but not soft, it bounces back ever so slightly. I toast it evenly and lights easily.

Draw: Slightly snug on first puffs but perfect draw there after
Aroma: It does not resonate strongly but a cocoa smell is there when brought close to the nose
Ash: Even waves forming an almost perfect grey cone indicating rolled well; the first log of ash falls at the end of the first third, a little short of the 2" mark
Fumes: When lit it does stream out but when it mellows out, no smoke
Burn: Even and consistent, never went out when left alone
Strength: Medium to Full, I ate dinner lit it at 10:30pm and finished it at 12:40pm, I felt light headed and a tad nauseous afterwards; you won't notice it while smoking it but after you might feel it a little

Tasting Notes:

The scent that it emits out of the hole on the foot while the cigar is still in the clear cellophane cover is of light raisin on tea or tobacco mixed in with oak. The cold draw is similar: raisin on hay or oak. On lighting, it produces notes of sweet tobacco and over baked raisin cookies on the retro-hale. I also get notes of interchanging oak and leather included with those last notes. On the initial light, I get no spiciness.

1 cm in: again more baked raisin cookie accompanying sweet tobacco, you can even say there is hints of black cherry.

1 inch in: it gets peppery and the strength is getting stronger with every puff. I am tasting notes of oak or cedar and leather. Basically the first third is composed of this tasting profile.

The second third in is sweet tobacco, black cherry on cedar (almost like wine), leather and pepper. By close to the end of the second third it mellows out very nicely. At this point, it's like the blend decides to come together and even out the tasting notes. I mean I can still get the taste of leather, raisin, oak but they seem to be more subtle. Yes and the cocoa aroma has come back.

By the end of the second third and into the final third the mellowing of the cigar still has deep notes but changes a little to espresso, mocha and a tad tad tad hint of chocolate. This is when the Joya de Nicaragua Antano is at it's best. Ironically, when I get to the end at about an inch and a half left, when most other cigars begin to get harsh and bitter, this retains it quality tasting notes. It was never harsh or bitter and at this point I had made up my mind that this is a great cigar, great with some roasted chicken. I rate it a 91. It is rich and deep in quality until the very last inch when I have to say goodnight.

My Uzi Weighs A Ton Cigar Review

Nice name for a cigar; like it's niche name of a brand it comes from: "Subculture Studios" a division of Drew Estate in conjunction with Joya de Nicaragua. The cigar is dubbed this for I guess honoring the subculture of art and music. I've smoked a few Joya de Nicaragua cigars but only recently heard of Drew Estate for their La Privida due to Undercrown, No. 9 and their flavored brands like Java. If not for both their reputation, I would think it's a gimmicky class blend like the Cuban Honey cigars. Looking at the band, which I don't base a cigars quality by, it is designed like an ad for a concert billboard... for Public Enemy No. 1...

Play: My Uzi Weighs A Ton by Public Enemy No. 1...when I light this cigar up. Whether the cigar is named after the song or as I have read named Uzi and then when the cabinet was picked up, it weighed a ton, thereafter it was branded My Uzi Weighs A Ton. Whatever, I like the name, marketing, producers and the cigar.

 

Vitola: Toro (6" x 60RG)
Price: $6-$9+ stick

Wrapper: San Andres (Maduro)
Binder: Ecuadorian version of Connecticut
Filler: Brazilian Mata Fina and Nicaraguan

Aged in Humidor: Read Below

This cigar has only been sitting in my humidor for 4 months in it's clear cellophane cover. When I take it out, I get a good whiff of strong dark chocolate and brownie scents. The cold draw is of the same but comes with an extra spice like an off version of turmeric. On examining the one I smoked to find it is packed tight, solid (no soft spots), like a log and with no construction flaws except for a couple of tiny apostrophe sized scratches. The veins are lightly present on the noticeable leaf like wrapper: dark brown with a reddish hew and black shading. I like how this fat 6" x 60 feels in my hands (total opposite of a Corona in 42RG). It lights very easy unlike some other cigars I have come across. The draw is right in the middle. Notes on the side of a bit of flavored coffee hit me, like French or South Asian bean, on the initial draw. One centimeter in is espresso in the draw. That slightly offbeat coffee note is not rich at all; you will get a repeat of that last statement. After mostly coffee and espresso, the end of the first third brings a short spell of ammonia which never appears again. ---The fumes are not light nor overwhelming ---The ash ripples of grey and waves of black ---At one inch in it holds of a solid cone ---Part of the wrapper, at this point, has a particle hanging but burns even by itself right away The beginning of the first inch is of dark cocoa and then dark chocolate. The retrohale does not hit me with much spice or kick like some other cigars but does retain that dark chocolate taste. ---At one and a half inch, the ash retains the ripple of black and grey but now has a tone of brownish, rust like color ---The ash limps sideways ---Two inches in the ash falls Two inches in is a creamy tobacco (not the bitter kind) with dark coffee bean in the retrohale. As I do most cigars, I put it close to my nose every once in a while as it burns for it's aroma: again just like the retrohale: creamy tobacco and dark coffee. The beginning of the second third gets a light cocoa aroma. As I am smoking this I am waiting for my order of food. I am smoking this outside a bench of a smokehouse. The cigar pairs okay with a light beer but not BBQ. I think it pairs well with a Frappuccino with bits of chocolate inside, which I grab later and am pretty much up to the final third. That's right this cigar burns at a good two and half plus hour pace. At one point it was dying out after leaving it for a bit over five minutes and it only took a few puffs to come back alive. I relight anyway to get the full burn back. It comes back with a bit of caramel and a barnyard scent then that dark chocolate and creamy tobacco is back in full force. Near the last inch and a half comes a little bitterness but goes away to present a grilled meat like taste. That dark chocolate taste is still there and I am now outside a Starbucks with my Frappuccino, it pairs well with my drink. Final notes on this cigar is that I would order it again because it's a cigar I place as medium in strength. but for the price of $6-$9 a stick, I find others to be more worth while, I put this at $5 a stick. My rating of it ranks it at the bottom of my top 15 with a 89; I would love to see an enhanced blend of My Uzi. ---The burn, draw, tasting notes, ash, construction and visual appeal of this stick is excellent ---The cigar is not very aromatic, it lacks that aroma that hits your head back to relax - I have had some that by the half way point, I was almost knocked out ---The cigar is dark with only a tad of richness ---The cigar is smooth without any harshness or bitterness
---The cigar is not very complex
---Like the fumes as stated earlier, the entire cigar is not overwhelming

If you want to see the details on this stick feel free to view:

Set of Photos of the My Uzi Weighs A Ton Cigar

J'ai Obtenu Cette

"Ridin' through this world, all alone
God takes your soul, you're on your own
The crow flies straight, a perfect line,
On the devil's bed, until you die

Gotta' look this life, in the eye"

-Intro song to Sons of Anarchy


I'm a fan of the FX network's show Sons of Anarchy because I am a fan of being a bad boy and I like motorcycles. Though, logically, detrimental acts have their reaction. Those who live detrimental lifestyles have those reactions catch up with them and that lifespan is shortened. J'ai Obtenu Cette is the title for this weeks episode and it translates in French to supposedly: "I Got This". In a previous episode one member of the motorcycle club, Tig Triger, killed the daughter of a big time crime boss, Damon Pope. In retribution for the death of Damon Pope's daughter, Pope wanted Tig's head but Jax wasn't ready to give him up. So the temporary alternative, by the order of Pope, was to have one out of four motorcycle club members locked up in jail die instead, because someone had to die in revenge for his daughter's death. Opie stepped up and died. Opie is the right hand man (since childhood) of Jax Teller (current President of the Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club Redwood Original). Whose fault was it? The one who caused the catalyst: Tig Trager or the one who ordered one of the four to die: Damon Pope. In an outlaw world someone had to pay for the death of Pope's daughter, that was Opie and someone had to pay for the death of Opie, the choice for Jax was Tig or Pope. Jax's decision was to follow and give up Tig or change the course of the game, lesson 1. The J'ai Obtenu Cette is meant for Jax's unsaid way of killing Pope, the man issuing the rules: to follow. But in real life, revenge in this savage manner, killing another person, there are more serious consequences.

"To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings of arrows or outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them. To die, to sleep,
No more, and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation
Devouty to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep, perchance to sleep - ay, there's the rub:
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil..."

When you are young the curiosity of what will happen when you rebel against the rules and regulations of your parents, in most cases, your answer is disciplinary action or punishment. That is the same case when you are an adult, so why do adults do it? Shouldn't they have already learned from the lessons of childhood, if they were fortunate to be present? Three answers to the previous questions. The first answer is the good, morals and love are no longer there or never was. The second is since they have little or nothing to lose, since the love is not there, the end is what they embrace and their selfish view is all that matters or focused on, their actions on others do not matter. A third view is that they have no understanding of right or wrong, it's just not there. Negative actions are based on ignorance or a lack of a positive. But if you have something there, even a little love, care or morals (a conscience), (something my old pastor said:) you cannot serve two masters: walk either in the foot steps of good or suffer the consequences.

Sons of Anarchy is a mind trip of drama for those that like the bad ass life, kind of like the television show All My Children was to house wives. Sons of Anarchy has extreme violence but it is not without a good mix of scenarios or examining the consequences of a detrimental lifestyle.

A few notes from this week's episode:

---The old lady of Jax is having a moral conscience to go good for the future of their children rather than to stay with the motorcycle club, she gives him an ultimatum to go with her or stay without her. But her love for him had her act on a situation earlier which stopped her from escaping that lifestyle. It was stated in a conversation earlier in the episode between Jax and Nero Padilla (Jimmy Smits) that letters Jax are writing are for his son to read only, just like Jax's father had wrote... for him? Jax has an opposite intent than his old lady, to continue the lineage. Lesson 2, this episode showed Jax's old lady (Tara) and Clay (the mischief causing former President) getting arrested, taken out of the picture. The recently assigned Vice President (Bobby Munson) of Jax takes off his V.P. patch because Bobby doesn't like that Jax is turning out to be too much like Clay. Jax says "maybe I'm not so different". It would seem at the end of last seasons finale, the portrait was of the new leadership: Jax and old lady at the helm of the table, but at the end of this episode is of a portrait of Jax Teller and his mom (Gemma Teller, Katey Sagal). What this few second freeze frame indicates is that the Queen bee influencing the hive is not the new game changer, Tara, but with certain individuals that cause road blocks in the club out of the way, the lineage remains, Gemma.

---This character Juice is weak, how can you whimper, cry and fall to demands of anyone else (even under manipulation) if you choose to join an organization known for bad deeds, e.g. a motorcycle gang. Juice reminds me of the movie Savages where this young guy is watching over Ophelia and he feels sorry for Ophelia being kidnapped and shows her compassion. The young character in Savages is shot because "it didn't work out, you're too sensitive". Lesson 3, in the game of being a bad ass is that you do not crumple, if you enter the game of death, you should be ready to die or take what comes at you. If you feel you no longer wish to be in the game, you better take care of loose ends, and toughen it out until the window opens.

---This television show is bullshit because these are staged plots, anyone taking this show for more than it being entertaining with action, violence, drama and acted scenarios is suffering from delusions, please refer to my first paragraph. Life doesn't go as planned, period. There was a part of the show where in order for a plan to work out Tig Trager had to be caught off guard, with a gun in his hand and be turned over to Damon Pope. The show had Tig put his gun down when Jax was pointing his at Tig and screamed. But what if like a true rebel the plan didn't work out for Tig to put down the gun, instead raise it and shoot at Jax.

---Lesson 4, in the game of being Sun Tzu, sorry I mean being a bad ass, you have to be smart like Jax, conniving with your plans. Like in war, the game of being a bad ass, respect your enemies because if they don't kill you, they can teach you as much as they can hurt you, just like your friends. Just like how Gemma betrays Clay, you have to watch a few episodes to understand that Gemma and Clay were in supposed love, what happens in this episode? Gemma didn't back him no more, the new one for the Black Widow is Nero or is it her son.

---But sometimes you have to keep life interesting.


Not exact wording...

Gemma: "Do you want to be with me or not"
Nero: "I don't know if I can give you everything you need"
Gemma: "What do you think I need?"
(Something is said about love)
Gemma: "Only men need to be loved, sweetheart"
Gemma: "Women need to be wanted"

Peg Bundy, I mean Gemma is back in position of Queen (or Black Widow) of the bees, for now. First it was with Clay, but he's out, now it's her son. She also has Nero in her webs.