Who Came Up With that Phrase?

Remember this: Form a better argument.

I have read a lot of articles by celebrity hunters, and seen posts that state, “hunting is conservation”.

I really wanted to be a thoughtful consumer when approaching this. I argue there is a hunting propaganda machine out there with a public relations department circulating this phrase-as an outdoors consumer-I should really give this some thought. For anyone reading this and seeing this type of thing circulating-maybe you should give it a second glance as well. I’m not saying act, but it is your outdoor sports, too.

Conservation is a multi-disciplinary science filled with many subdivisions-all based in science, such as wildlife, genetics, ecology, and biological. These terms can be applied to the land, air and sea as substrates in which the act of hunting takes its form. Hunting is not one of those. There are people that will suggest it as a fact.

Hunting is used as the action word here. I will stay on point with it. Given this, people who utilize the outdoors for sport can advertise “fishing is conservation”, but it’s not as catchy, or carries itself like hunting.

Hunting has become a power word. Unfortunately, those wielding it in the public as role models didn’t listen to Peter Parker’s Uncle Ben. Power words bring great responsibility.

Unfortunately, that power word is only as crucial as the one wielding it. Do not misuse your powers.

Misuse is what I see.

Hunting is an act generated from hunters, who go out and use their skills to garner a living thing and render it dead for food, or catch and release for pleasure.

Hunting and Conservation can be interchangeable tools for scientific use. Never be confused the two terms are one and the same. Someone may try to morph the two words together to further some poorly laid argument to support the argument itself-don’t be fooled.

Hunters managing an area can have a scientific study performed to tell them what Conservation plan would be best suited to build on the area they already have for maximum output and upkeep for the sake of their hunting activities. Without the quarry, the hunting act is empty.

Hunters can be conservationists. One day they can hunt, the next day they can plow their field to reseed for quail populations.

Now that I have said this, some nut somewhere is going to get his brief ready on why they need to make “Conservation Hunting” a scientific stand-alone. This is not comparable to Conservation Genetics.

People don’t hunt-technology does that for them, or so it seems.

One truth here is hunting itself becomes a monitoring data point in scientific study to issue information over a given species on a landscape. It may give information on the overall general health of the area and its inhabitants, but not the sole data point.

In a scientific study, hunting as an act is not the center of the universe-even though online posts would make it seem so.

This is not an opinion-it is a scientific fact.

If you are privy of the past and present scientific research in the ecological, biological, and natural resources of conservation, the reader discovers and understands that the act of hunting is a data point to be studied to determine what effect that particular act has on the outcome of the study groups from a list of chosen data points to be studied.

Just to exhibit layman data points in a domestic area, I give you the horse.

I will use the concept of horses in a field. The horse owner already knows they need a certain amount of acreage per horse (data point 1) and a water supply (data point 2). Horses drink about 1 gallon per 100 pounds of body weight.  Increase this by four times during the hot season (data point 3), hard work (data point 4), lactation (data point 5), and extra dry roughage consumed depending on winter or spring (data point 6). A 1000 pound horse will consume and waste three tons on average of forage dry matter during a 6 month grazing season.

The horse owner also has to take into consideration the carrying capacity of any pasture depending on soil type, soil fertility, drainage conditions, rainfall, time of year, and type of forage species present. Data point, data point, data point. Hunting can become a data point when a wayward hunter shoots into a field killing one of the horse specimens in the field. Those data points have to be noted.

Here you have a slow breeder living in domestication that is affected by its biological needs and size, and the environment it lives in. One horse in a field has its own unique set of data points to consider for its well-being and upkeep. You have to have a forage, water, and grazing plan with subsequently blocking of select areas for plants to grow and rotate the horse out for proper grazing.

Now apply that to wildlife in large expanses with human habitation living on the boundary. Somewhere there is a conservation plan for exactly how many wildebeest need to be living in a given area depending upon migration. Grazing animals living in a given area over a period of time can graze themselves right out of food without exception to the fact the weather patterns effect on forage.

An elephant can eat 200-600 pounds of food a day and drink up to 50 gallons of water a day. Now apply the horse theory to an elephant but use a conservation plan based in science.

Here you have a slow breeder, living in the wild affected by its biological needs, size, and the environment it lives in. 

Regular people living their lives do not think in terms of the needs of the animal, the ecosystem or what goes into the upkeep or management. They only know it is wrong for the animal to die at the hands of a hunter.

I have read plenty of scientific research where the data point of hunting was carefully followed to determine, with regards to that particular research, that hunting had a positive effect on the conservation of species in that given area and study. As a tool, in a given area, using a conservation plan implementing hunting as a data point, hunting can have a positive influence overall when not misused.

That is not an opinion-it has been studied and determined valid under given limits.

We can use the human animal here as an example, such as the elephant and horse. Syrian refugees have to have food, water, and a location. Someone has to come up with a plan to manage these immigrants. Apply the horse model to immigrants and their needs.

You really have to look deeper into the mud puddle past your reflection-and that mud hole goes deep.

When the hunter considers the great expansive of some parts of North and South America, Africa, Canada, and the Mongol grasslands, with huge herds of a variety of wildlife in need of a conservation plan, that are surrounded eventually by human habitation, there is a lot of mathematical application to biological work to help form a plan of management to keep those areas functioning at an acceptable level. This is not even considering the ecological impact of the land and ecosystems via other variables.

The Earth is big. It is a challenge given problems like ocean acidification. That is a whole different set of problems to talk about. Yikes! I would stay under that oak tree at the river with all this doom and gloom.

A fact is hunters do contribute a lot of money. Don't let money be your only supportive argument. Let’s own that as a fact. Hunters don’t need to argue to space that hunting is conservation when it is not. Hunter money does support a lot of scientific research and conservation effort. We shouldn’t expect gratitude from non-hunters abhorred to hunting. Just keep doing what you’re doing, don’t take more than you can use or need, and do as much work as you need to sustain the populations and habitats for future generations.

Be proud of that.

Don’t expend energy on fighting. Spend more time on contributing to organizations willing to be truthful and not manipulative in the way it directs its members to promote the outdoor sports.

If you voice your opinion, and you feel confident your stance is valid, stand your ground. If you find a person who makes more sense-maybe you should listen. Give it a second or third thought.

“Hunting is conservation” begins to look like a poor choice of words. If someone wanted to give the term hunting a home, it would be stashed amongst natural resource conservation. Don’t believe me? Look at that survey from the local Department of Natural Resources and ask yourself, “Why do they want me to send in how many turkeys I’ve seen?”  Data point for an impromptu scientific study using citizen science to give numbers because of lack of state funding. Why do you think the Department of Natural Resources controls the legalities of hunting, your permits, boats, public access areas, and wildlife managed areas?

Other than that, someone is trying to force a golden egg out the back end of a goose that is not laying. Cramming it down the throats of hunters is not going to produce a golden egg either.

Broken down as a truth, in the greater scheme of things, hunting is rendered as a scientific variable.

This is an example of a report where hunting is a variable or mode of removal to gain samples for an ecological study-hence it being a variable in a scientific research study.

You will read the term “offtake” as “a number of individuals removed from the environment through hunting or harvesting by humans”. 

See article below (circa 2015):

http://www.ecologyandsociety.org/vol20/iss3/art40/

This article discusses deforestation and hunting pressure of the Pano Indians in the Amazon (circa 2016). Review the section entitled, "Assessing wildlife status using hunting data":

http://www.ecologyandsociety.org/vol21/iss2/art3/

The next step on the public relations ladder is advertising “hunting is science”.

Hunting is not Conservation.

Written by: W Harley Bloodworth

Crap In A Bag

Remember this: Someone has to pick up that crap.  

Yes, having peace and quiet is a good thing.

Yesterday, I went down to the river to sit in the shade and read an anthology of Ray Bradbury’s work. The breeze smelt of fishy river water. Eastern caterpillars fell off the trees to crawl across the expanse of my white soiled t-shirt.

It was a nice way to relax the tension in my neck muscles.

I was watching the water reflect off the oak tree I was sitting under. I heard some vehicles pull up and looked over to see a man and a blonde woman fishing from the bank. Another black truck pulls up with the cigarette smoking man and his friend getting out and throwing in a line.

I went back to reading a story of murder and a not-so-smart chick escaping a serial killer but comes back to find her lemonade where she left it.

I looked over at one abandoned camping area on the bank. Someone had vandalized the trees with red paint by putting letters and pictures on the trunks. Someone left a red hammock with a white teddy bear and cooler hanging in the trees. Cut up trees were piled up on a camp fire. You would think an idiot would know you have to cure cut oak a while for it to burn, otherwise it is too wet and hard-so that was a waste of cutting down some river trees. 

The blonde woman walks past my truck in search of a fishing spot on the other side of the river. She comes creeping back in a semi-disgusted weary way like she has just stepped in dog poop but can’t get it off her shoe-so the smell follows her everywhere.

She was telling me about the drunks on the other side of the boat ramp and how nasty they were. I didn’t go over there. I hoped they would leave. The blonde lady asked me was I not scared to be there. I told her other people were here so I didn’t see it a problem. She said she would be scared. I thought for her the idea of a clump of drunks down at the river could be capable of anything-along with the sober ones-all they need is the itch to do something bad.

I take it like this: If you don’t mess with a wild animal it won’t bite you. Some will seek you out just because of boredom and opportunity. The campers at the river insult wild animals with their antics. Mind you, some of the campers are not bad but a lot of them drive less than 25 minutes from their homes to trash the river area, leave it, and then go home to the squalor of their lives.

Here is the problem of the average nature-goer experiencing the “turn-off” of a potential interaction, directly or indirectly, with other not-so-savory nature-goers that make the landscape psychologically feel like a threat, or something to form an aversion to.

The blonde lady felt like she couldn’t say anything to the drunken people. It could be that she just didn’t want to go to the river to find that waiting on her and ruin her good time. 

This bids the question:

Who carries more weight in voicing a possible discretion on the part of another nature-goer, when that nature-goer is causing harm to a protected area where wildlife and the public can enjoy an experience-a good experience?

When there is no law authority present, is it an issue to say to someone who comes into an area, hacking away at trees, and leaving their human excrement everywhere-that someone feels like they can’t say to them, “Stop that shit!”

The boat landing being a public place, these people take public drunkenness to all-time-highs. It is scaring away the sober people who legitimately want to be there and fish from the bank without the molestation, or view of soap opera-type shenanigans.

It was getting late and I decided to leave everyone there.

Today, I decided to go back and read my book some more-to get myself out of the house. I figured the drunks would be gone. I took a rake and some trash bags. I drove down there and parked.

This man that lives down the road said to me, “It is a damn shame that you have to come down here and clean up someone else’s nasty mess. They cut that shade tree down Sunday after moving their campsite three times.”

Undoubtedly, I am not the only local that gets pissed off with people ransacking the public boat ramp. He told me he’d been there on and off over the weekend and it was the drunks in the blue tent.

I walked over there and asked them who cut the tree down. Three drunk birds chirped, "Not me!" The local man said he saw them do it.

A tree doesn’t seem so important. This tree was a young tree that stood on the bank of the water to shade you so you didn’t stand in the sun. These douches “allegedly” cut it down to hopefully burn their trash so they wouldn’t have to take it home. The drunken trio was already in the shade, swaying in a hammock tied on the river between two trees. I felt justified in not telling them about the alligators that creep in that stagnant water.

I asked them if they had trash bags and told them I would give them some if they would pick up their trash. They took them. The diabetic drunk woman followed me around constantly asking me who I worked for. She followed me so much I got her to help me pick up the trash. She told me that she had a court date for public drunkenness.

I laughed and asked her, “You didn’t go? Aren’t you going to get in trouble?”

She was a sweet, clueless little drunk woman and said, “No, I put it off for another day to come down here.”

I replied, “You do know this is a public boat landing. You don’t want to get yourself in more of a situation over a drink.”

She just kept talking and picking up trash. I said nothing. We finally got to this box that was filled with individual grocery bags filled with human excrement. Oh, the cherry on the cake!

She ran from the box and I laughed. I bent over laughing watching her run away from this box. I told her to leave it and someone else could come pick that up. By the time I got finished, we had a truck load of trash that I drove to the recycling center. I gave her some more trash bags and told her I had to be off and to enjoy her day.

When you think about all the sober people going in and out of there with fancy boats to enjoy the public boat landing it is funny how a drunken little old lady was the only one helping me pick up the trash. Shakes head.

Everyone wants to enjoy the bounty of what Nature has to offer but don’t ask them to clean their crap-left-behind up. You also have those people that literally take a dump on Nature and leave the grocery bag behind. Somehow, I don’t think that is a form of recycling? Or is it?

Written by: Angelia Y Larrimore

Role Model: Female Huntress

Remember this: You want bees-use honey. You want blowflies-use dead wild game carcass.

I told myself I would never do this again. I have been reading the Miley Cyrus rants and reviewing the current and on-going female representation in hunting via social media’s ether, by labeling certain females as role models of hunting.

I was disappointed. Was there a light somewhere in the smog of hunting that shows one female had finally diverted from the it’s all about me, hate the anti’s, and how dare you fellow hunter question me and my antics?

I removed my glasses and massaged my temples before humorously setting about finding this person. I was a little astounded by what I found-because of the one.

My thinking was: if I peruse the role model females’ pages in the mildest sense of research-there should not be a problem. That is what a role model is for-a template for someone not accustomed to what something should be to help them mimic it.

I saw the insulting quote post about looking at a page one too many times. If you wanted celebrity, then you shouldn’t have a problem having people look at it 100 times. What is up with the baiting posts?

Is that not what you wanted? Is it to the point, the page holder feels confident in mistreating anyone cruising through because the page itself represents a target for some? The page has a bait post to drag someone in for confrontation-so it is set up to catch sensitive types that have to post with knee jerk reactions.

I think of addiction-the addict gets use to a certain drug or liquor, and hits the poison of choice everyday not realizing the damage it is doing to their brain, body, and soul. Everyone around this poor soul is saying to them, this is detrimental to you-why don’t you stop? You watch them tip the bottle back, or crack open their chemistry set of narcotics to issue a dose-then off to lala-land they go; dead to the world and your warnings.

Right now, there are certain female hunting role models that do not realize the damage they are doing to themselves and anyone looking up to them. They rebuke intelligent recourse, and some of those interactions are probably negative which makes them ear-blind.

They are in a blind but they’re blind.

This is not about how the female hunting role model goes out and does her physical hunting, or her mentality when participating. It is about the behavior of a human being that disregards fellow hunters’ observations on their behavior and how it is detrimental to what they are trying to achieve. The garbled message people are comprehending and following in behind is lost to the four winds.

I had to stop looking at all this hunting squalor because it makes me feel like I am watching bad chintz wallpaper peel. It is boring too, because the articles are all the same.

If I want reality, I’ll mosey on over to Meateater. I can live with Steve and his wormy attitude.

I looked up four female hunters that are considered to some extent female role models. I went by their Facebook pages, ergo some of them had twitter accounts with the same information but varying followers.

Huntress No. 1

% Self-promotion

% Out-sourced advertising

% Politics and Political Views

% Inflammatory-Insulting posts geared toward groups not supportive     of hunting

% arguments with fellow hunters

Huntress No. 2

% Animal Rights Activist-Hunter Shenanigans

% Epic, My Life is so much more epic than yours posts

% Out-sourced posts from random pages not self-generated

% Nothing about the actual person except photos

% Inflammatory-insulting posts geared toward groups not supportive     of hunting

Huntress No. 3 (she’s been trying to get famous since she had her                   moles removed off her face)

% Self-promotion

% Inflammatory-insulting posts geared toward groups not supportive     of hunting

% allows multiple attacks on fellow hunters if they are foreign       female hunters

Huntress No. 4

% Self-promotion

0 % inflammatory-insulting posts geared toward groups not supportive     of hunting

% Promoting hunting for women, children, and education

*Finally learned the power of good Public Relations and filtering the crap from the cream. Guess who this No. 4 is?

I wonder. Why it is important to entertain a conversation when it is based around negative rhetoric?

I won’t lie. Some of these women make me want to gag-gagging the rainbow.

I see posts saying, “Do your research, learn about wildlife conservation…”, but you do not see the research being displayed on these women’s pages.

You want that information; you have to read Ecology, National Wildlife, Wildlife Conservation Magazine, State wildlife Magazines, or Ranger Rick.

I digress; I don’t have to bash any of these females. That door was opened by them the moment they took to social media, and the world started throwing punches and shooting fire arrows at them.

No. 4 was Melissa Bachman. I perused her Facebook page and actually like it, when before I didn’t. It is more professional and the negativity has been drained from it. It was good to see at least one problemed female taking her public relations and image seriously, while putting the focal point on her abilities, performance and outreach instead of being the visual victim of attacks with pomp and circumstance through self-generated altercations.

Some hunters want to articulate to these top-notch celebrity figures that the behavior and the actions are causing the problem-but fear being excluded and branded a hunting heretic.

Does anyone remember the election? I didn't get the memo to vote, did you?

I would not have voted any of these people as role models, celebrities, or even representatives of the Hunting sport. It is shameful to say the least, and that is the women-some of the men are just as bad.

If you want to do Hunting a favor, hunters need to stand up to this kind of behavior. Hunters need to let these hunters,voted by unknown sources as the representation of the hunting sport, be informed by the masses that what is being publicly advertised and displayed as examples of hunting participants is not consistently true of the vast number of diverse hunters. It is direly erroneous.  

It is a misrepresentation of the diversity and quality of hunters everywhere.

I want to know when this crap is going to stop being a thing.

Written by: Cryptic Angelia and W Harley Bloodworth

Open Letter to President Obama

Remember this: No one was ever hurt by a birthday wish; especially a wish that would be meaningful to a lot of viewers.

Dear Mr. President Obama,

Tonight, I was watching one of the few shows I slot time for to give my full attention to the commentary and content, that show is Real Time with Bill Maher.

It would seem with Mr. Maher’s sixtieth birthday that his request would be to have you, President Obama, on his show, Real Time with Bill Maher. I call that a goal- a viable and good for public relations goal, especially on your part.

Mr. Maher has said nothing but good things on your part, given the truthful and thoughtful commentary Mr. Maher has been known to provide to his following.

I am sure Mr. Maher’s agenda is true to the show based around political issues. I would like to see what this commentary would be about given the political climate of your servitude as President.

This would be good for President Public Relations, a well-deserved political capstone for the both of you-given your good works, and answer to my question: Who wouldn’t want to have Real Time with Bill Maher on their life’s resume?

Mr. Bill Maher endorses the concept of critical thinking, observation, education, reading and knowledge, and above all else-truthful, meaningful thought on issues that matter and should be pushed to the forefront of the viewers’ agenda; content that is substantial and important to your life.

Mr. Maher’s content is meaningful and relevant for the time-such as climate change, political analysis of politicians going into the election to make better voting choices, immigrant issues, and so forth.

I think this would be a great fit for you, Mr. President and Mr. Bill Maher.

Is there some way time can be worked out to fulfill this birthday request? People have been invited to the White House all the time, and you are going to shows-Can you make this happen?

If so, don’t delay, please contact Mr. Bill Maher’s people and get this potential episode on the show role.

I am sure I am not the only one desiring to see this. Be all you can be I say. I stand with Mr. Bill Maher on this most excellent idea.It's definitely a win-win situation.

I just want to watch an hour's worth of Awesome.

Sign the Petition if you to want to see this interview on Real Time with Bill Maher: http://itsh.bo/Barack4BillsBirthday

Written by: W Harley Bloodworth and Cryptic Angelia

~Courtesy of the AOFH~

The Relevance of The Revenant

Remember this:  Coincidence, I think not.

Zoom In: [Dramatic Spanish Soap Opera Eye]

Sleep was eluding me. The Golden Globes made the final wrap up. I turned off the television. While lying in my bed, I was watching select versions of DiCaprio’s body of work projecting through my mental reel. I picked up my cell phone to scroll through images of movies past. There was a strange thing appearing among them. I felt compelled to write this.

Disclaimer: Anything written here is me, writing. Do not get your panties in a bunch. I am not going to wear a diaper, drive miles out of my way to camp out at some celebs house just to be incarcerated with a mug shot on Bad Hair Day. No thank you.

Besides someone else is writing the content of the script and the director is guiding the movie-the actor is the character made manifest driving the storyline.

I could be writing a bunch of malarkey. Enjoy!

[Somewhere in the head of Angelia, she hears Gonzo’s voice proclaim profusely, “We Must Flee!”]

DiCaprio’s theme is a significant female other that goes through a process of evolution as the singular made plural. There is no mistaking the feminine lurking in the lines between the script pages of films he chooses to operate from.

I became aware of this because of a scene in The Revenant. It is the Feminine Apparition that haunts him. It is the thing that he contemplates on but really doesn’t know except for his reality based relationship with his mother. This is the one relationship he can actually put his hands on and be secure in it not swaying left or right of what it actually is.

Who would not want that? Unconditional, undying love-always.

Moving that kind of love onto a non-blood relative is hard sometimes. For others, it is as effortless as breathing.

The theme of the female apparition is no longer alive, questionably real being made of substance, but living in the spirit world while eliciting an effect on a living counterpart; for good or bad.

Is this true of everyone? We feel we have this thing haunting us. We can’t quite put our finger on whatever it is. We question our reality, argue at the concept hoping to diffuse its mystery choking us down with synchronicities and coincidences; yet ever elusive.

We rage at the mystery, it holds us hostage, then we fall into a babbling heap of defeat at being unable to overcome and discover what the mystery is. Jump back up, shake our fists at the sky, say, “never again”, and fall back into a miserable, resentful pulp on the floor; suckered yet again.

Much like a ghostly deer; real, not real, questionable yet firm in its answer but always under the suspicion of: How concrete a thing is the idea, person, place, or thing?

I, relative stranger, may not be real…

Oh, to be a stone!

For those wanting to watch The Revenant: I don’t plan on doing spoilers. My opinion of the movie was a beautiful, emotional journey in need of cosmic closure driven by a series of events.

I was elated with whoever made the decision for utilizing the landscape and backdrop, got the same sense I do when I am outdoors. When you are outdoors at certain times you know and experience what your senses and your eyes see; motion, sound and light.

Of course, one cannot smell a movie.

The silent noise with perspective instances where light gives the viewer the sense of that otherworldliness desensitized in busy, distracted people. If you have ever been in a pine tree with the wind blowing during the fall and the sounds of nature around you-you will instantly understand. Think of the song (versions differ):

Rock a bye babe,

In the tree tops

When the wind blows

The cradle will rock

Have you not heard this song before?

The swaying of pines trees is comforting-at least to me. The swaying of any tree is comforting be it weeping willow and mighty oak.

If not, learn to make friends or find a place to get that experience. You will not regret it. God bless that lighting person for getting “it” and getting “it” right.

There is a scene in the movie where light comes through snow and pine needles. This seems like a mundane, time-wasting moment to tell you to go seek given sweeping vistas but sometimes the greatest epiphanies come from looking at miniscule things-you just have to be mentally willing to receive the visual.

I was enamored by watching insects, like dust balls, in tall grassy weeds during the setting sun because you don’t see the insect but its glow. You will not see it unless you lay in the grass at the right moment.

I notice meticulous care in rendering something as it is with the senses vibrating outward-even if it is from a sprig of grass on the road holding a drop of dew. Some people are aware of that kind of experience and detail. It is not just looking at flat gray paint on a wall-which does have its own set of pores.

Moving your awareness to new positive plateaus should be on your Goals Lists for Today.

There was even attention to the subtleness of sound. Silence is loud, and the introduction of animal and elemental sounds in ample proportion is a truth-given the place and time.

For the actors, coming to the understanding the places they traveled to are beautiful but trying to kill you at the same time was appreciated.

Given the broad base of DiCaprio’s work, most of his films are accentuated by the appearance of a person to which his character has a deep emotional bond, even if that bond ends in a disastrous result. The majority of the work indicates a female and has eventually moved to include the child.

Let us examine certain bodies of his work:

The Great Gatsby: Lost Love, Love Found, Wishy-Washy Lover Gets Lover Murdered.

Romeo and Juliet: Forbidden Love. Mutual suicide ensues.

DiCaprio’s character goes through the first stage of initial romantic love that eventuates in the death of both characters. The relationship ends in a suicide-suicide plot.

Can you imagine a romantic pondering the imprudence of taking your life with another because you were in the depths of obsession’s embrace based on a short-term, fleeting romantic timeline?

Anyone in their right mind would have their self-preservation kick in. “Save thyself”, Shakespeare did not quote!

Shutter Island: Reciprocal grief-driven murder-murder plot; the ultimate betray of love; filicide.

Is this a potential outcome of people getting married, one or both having mental disorders, and having kids?

Inception: Distorted reality robs lovers by lovers’ hands, ends in suicide and betrayal.

The female aspect in this movie is a hostile force. Mal, the female character becomes assimilated to the non-reality of the constructed dreams. When she returns to reality due to the continuation of the delusion of non-reality, she commits suicide and treachery at framing her male counterpart.

I was a little confused here because I wasn’t sure if the Mal character was initialing the suicide of DiCaprio’s character or his eventual awakening to reality. Here you have delusion-suicide-treacherous betrayal. This speaks to individuals in relationships being in different places due to psychology, or dysfunction of psychology.

Nothing says partner-torture like committing to a person who starts out problem-free then falls into addictive and delusional behaviors. They will drag you down with them, or one partner trying to save the other even to defeat.

At times, DiCaprio may be choosing to do these roles for an unconscious reason known only to him. One can’t exclude the reality it may be nothing more than a good script coming his way.

Who cares? Let’s run with it.  

In some ways, these roles are probably therapeutic and self-defeating at the same time to his person. Moving along to a commitment of some sort with another person is being haunted by his body of work with all its dysfunctional female characters that puts the fear of God in a person.

It’s cinematic birth control and relationship flame retardation. Genius, or not?

DiCaprio lives vicariously through the lives of his characters; never being in a functioning relationship with a female counterpart; the female counterpart is elusive and just across the line of his character realizing just how much he doesn’t know about the person he is attached to.  

Who hasn’t arrived at the old doorstep of, “Who the (F-bomb) are you? Really?” Always accentuate the profanity I say.

Fade in: [Dramatic Spanish Soap Opera Eye]

Note to operations: The Oompa Loompa stunt doubles are orange and crazy drunk.  

Action!

I acquiesce to Basic Instinct, Fear, and Fatal Attraction for the I Ching on crazy people in relationships.

Can one imagine what effect this would have as a form of re-enforcement against forming mutual, loving bonds with other people?

It wouldn’t be far-fetched to assume, yet we shouldn’t assume, that there is always a residual of the role actors play in life, and how that role can murky up the waters of reality for the person playing the part.

Always, there is the female apparition that DiCaprio cannot hold on to due to life’s impermanence but his characters try to the detriment of emotional well-being and heartbreaking disappointment.

In Inception, Mal thought her suicide was a part of a dream then slips off a ledge. In Shutter Island, Dolores goes up in a cloud of ash in a dream sequence. In Romeo and Juliette, Juliette commits suicide. In The Revenant, Hugh Glass’s Pawnee wife dies, but she haunts him throughout his trials to warn him on to the final scenes. This character is the only one not noted as instable because she dies early. We know she is Pawnee, has a child with Glass, and somehow walks through the spirit world to encourage or lead Glass from harm. In The Great Gatsby, Daisy Buchanan leads Gatsby to his murder because of her wishy-washy ways. All Gatsby wants to do is love her and it isn’t enough.

This final female apparition is the one that is the most mysterious. The stable, motherly-wife figure, minus the dramatic dysfunction, that can be counted on to help guide or stay with him throughout the rest of his journey to whatever end it becomes.

As I was writing this, I had this mental image of DiCaprio on the side of a creek. He is walking in shallow pools in a creek, oblivious of my presence on the bank. I am amused at him because he is turning over stones of varying sizes. Quite calm, he goes about the business of the search. For what I do not know, but I am amuse. He is just afraid to cross over. He needs to cross over because something more rewarding in his personal life could be waiting on the other side. He’s already proved his professional life.

DiCaprio’s work says almost, “I am afraid. These things can end painfully disastrous. It is better to be haunted, but single.”

When you compare DiCaprio with Keanu Reeves, Reeves theme is the “man of burdening misfortunes” in his more serious work. He’s a different basket of fish, that one.

If fear is wearing the psychological clothes of an imaginary character, how debilitating can that be when living a life out-of-character?

I thought about it. My psyche was a little burdened by the idea the only good woman was the mysterious Pawnee wife of Hugh Glass in these roles. The rest were psycho-cats.

Fade out: [Rolling of the eyes with body contortions. Oh Gad!]

Each male character was lead to his doom by his female counterpart due to the emotional bond formed. Love will lead the way. The footnote happens to be: till death or crazy do we part.

Charon is waiting for his gold coins as these male characters take the scenic ride down the river Styx. Women are driving the boat in disguise.

How awful! To have mistrust conditioned into your psyche centering on a job. Work can condition you to do some fairly odd things if you absorb the tenants.

I almost spewed my green tea from the thought of it. Hilarious!

Then you have DiCaprio as Hugh Glass-single parent with bi-ethnic child living in an era when the child is always a target for harm.

He is now moving on to the child portion; children that he does not know.

I took a pause into my inquiry of other people’s business.

If you read DiCaprio’s movies as if you were glancing into his brain or psyche, he has now accepted the loss of the female counterpart and places all that love on a child counterpart.

The outer child could be the inner child.

How does an adult man cope if he feels he is about to lose his mother? The one person he could always count on.

Eventually, reality will drag you kicking and screaming back at the most inopportune time.

Now ask yourself, if you were an actor going through subsequent versions of the themes of love, commitment, and relationships by-products and products, if you were sitting at the poker table being dealt the cards of potential outcomes, which scenario would you be afraid of being handed, especially if the outcomes are driven by death, betrayal, grief, and unhappy endings?

What is man but to overcome his fear?

Maybe this is why; everyone should have a happy ending once in a while. Just to believe. Because, you have to believe the best possible outcome is achievable.

Lastly, the theme of love being so strong, no matter what is surrounding it, negative or positive, to surpass death itself; eventually, you have to give up the ghost-or manifest it in the physical.

Written by: Call Me Cryptic Angelia