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Mistarong from Brazil, land of hot, naked but conservative (!) people. He lived in jungle, hunting monkeys and snakes. Others no liked him, kicked him out because he no like soccer, pop shit and girls know he is no Mistarite. He is latin lover, adore sex, but he is no family-man, provider, believer, conformist and no liar. He is free mind.

Now Mistarong live in Canada and write inconvenient or funny things here in blog. He write and read himself. If you read too, excuse poor English, and say hello to Mistarong.

Cheers! Mistarong send you jungle vibration!

PS: Xato is my alter-ego. His English better, I let he write for me.

Pop culture sucks

One thing that amazes me every time I witness it is how much people care, discuss and take pride in knowing about pop culture.

Sitcoms, reality shows, celeb gossip, Grammy winners, etc. They really consider these people and things relevant, worth talking about, and part of their lives! Besides, they really care and pay attention to what lady Gaga or Katy Perry say (or tweet) about some stupid subject. Amazing!

Most people in the showbizz are just common dumb-asses. Some are nearly illiterate and don’t even have any talent, but were just chosen and marketed by the industry for some other reason. And even those who are really artistically talented (we do have a few), don’t have anything intelligent or relevant to say – usually.

So, why care? What’s so nice about it? I just don’t get it. I have heard people in America suggesting that “this is what we are, this is our culture”. In that case, I’m deeply sorry. In Brazil people also consume lots of this crap, of course. The difference in America is that there they also dignify it.

It’s true that everywhere in the world is flooded by pop culture and we can’t help absorbing it, but doing it consciously and eagerly is just too silly, in my humble opinion. It is ok to eat trash just as long as you don’t know what you are doing. Otherwise, it is sick.

I also had my mind flooded with pop culture but I hate it and only know those pop artists whose names are pushed on my face by the stupid mainstream media that I can’t avoid when I look at TV screens in public places or at the magazine stand at the supermarket, and I don’t want to know anything else about them. Please!

Brazilian women: myth & reality

It’s amazing to notice the degree of idealization and misinformation about Brazilian women, when I talk to guys from almost any country. There are very strong stereotypes involving them, and marketing as well. Brazil is known as the origin of the most beautiful, hot, sexy, and magnificent women in the whole world and, because of that, many guys dream of going there to fulfill their wildest, wettest dreams.

Reality: Brazilian women are really everything they imagine, in terms of appearance, charms and sensuality. But that is not enough when it comes to fulfilling dreams.

Myth: the other side of the idealization involves culture. Brazilian women are thought to be very liberal, open-minded and sexual. You guys might not believe me and I will understand if you don’t, but the truth is that Brazilian girls are sexually repressed, conservative, marriage-oriented and many don’t even like sex. Yes, even looking that steaming hot, that teasing and wearing those tiny bikinis. Believe me, it’s all about image. They just know how to look damn desirable to make you fall in love with them and marry them (if you have money, otherwise they won’t waste their time on you).

So, why the myth? It happens because, in Brazil, like in many other countries, there are lots of prostitutes (some gorgeous), they are very approachable and friendly, of course, and some guys just can’t tell the difference between hookers and non-hookers, because they don’t get to have every woman that looks easy. If they did, they would know. There are also girls who are not hookers but make themselves available for foreigners since they think it can be a good idea to a have a “gringo” husband. You see, they are not into it for fun, when they are into it.

Finally, the mixture of chauvinism, catholicism, romanticism, a hipocritical society, a poor labor market for most women, that’s what you got. And I know it’s confusing, paradoxical (to be continued)

Dating

Today I was talking with a very smart Canadian girl about dating, something usually frustrating but unfortunately necessary for most people. I have to confess that I’ve been out of the dating market for decades now, not for being committed to any monogamist relationship (I don’t do that) but just because I feel very silly in dating situations, dealing with ordinary people and their mentality. It just doesn’t work for me. It actually disgusts me.

Of course, a thoughtful person come from a poor chauvinistic culture where women must find a provider while they’re still attractive and have something (beauty) to offer to a well-paid bachelor (or divorced older guy) would be disgusted at all those games and tactics involved in this transaction generically called “dating” and later “relationship” or even “love”, if the operations are successful.

What disgusts me is the fact that people clinically measure themselves in terms of attractiveness, conformity to social requirements and mainly potential to become stable homemakers, breadwinners, in the context of a nuclear bourgeois family. And, in order to be successful, they all have to build themselves in every aspect to be eligible. It’s as if they were in a game show, where the right answers will allow them to proceed to the next stage. In the end, we have to navigate in a sea of phoneys and posers as we try to pick the most promising to our nuclear family-oriented goals, while we say we’re just trying to “meet someone nice” or “have fun”. It just doesn’t sound authentic, spontaneous or fun to me. At least to start, competent guys must not perspire their horniness and the girls their urge to get their men. Why doesn’t it feel authentic? Since when, in order to “meet someone nice” or “have fun”, we must commit our freedom, follow rituals, display power, use sex as reward or consider financial issues, always considering long-term socially-defined goals? Never in my own personal world, where I live almost by myself, of course. It just doesn’t make sense to me. Ok, I’m weird, maybe stupid.

However,  in the developed, post-feminist west, where women don’t really need a provider in order to have a decent life standard it should be different. But, not really. The urges and the games are the same. And that’s disappointing. Well, I’m not so dumb or naive to really believe it would be really different, but still, I didn’t expect quite the same thing.  It’s relatively easy to understand though. Romantic, monogamist, bourgeois, family-oriented models are not a mere method we use to oppress each other, but the very essence of the social paradigms that govern people’s lives and shape their minds in our society and that’s what keeps it the way it is. They actually dictate how we must live and for what. And the rules must be undisputed and obediently followed, even by the smart ones! It includes following all the rituals and having what it takes to “succeed”, no matter how limiting, stressful, empty, uninvestigated and artificial everything is. Now, surprisingly or not, people do look happy or satisfied conforming to all of this. Just like when they consume. Well, at least way happier or more satisfied than those who fail to.

In the end, social rules, rituals and values contain any educated and intelligent questioning within the safe limits of the speech and mental exercise of those few who are able and dare to question them, even though they will still follow them.  Ultimately, “better conformed than sorry” is the ideal to keep in mind when it comes to actions and attitude. Otherwise, you’re almost totally on your own and it’s not desirable. Being single and not having a no-sex marriage, no-fun, standard family lifestyle after a certain age is a very uncomfortable stigma and an unbearable idea. Except to stubborn freaks such as I.