What A Way To Cab The Night Off

After not clubbing for a while, I finally went out again last night :) and yes it was pretty fun! The night actually capped off with the club playing gangnam style… would you believe it? A club down under playing gangnam, and the boys were loving it, Asians and Caucasians alike.

O-oo-O -Ooppa Gangnam Style!

Seeing that it was getting late, and with the losing of an hour because the clock turns ahead for Daylight-Saving, I decided to finally end my night of 3-Bs… Boys, Booze and Body shaking (that’s what everyone was doing… not actually dancing, lol) to hitch a cab home. And boy oh boy, I had one of the most interesting conversations with the cabbie driver. 

I gotta get me one of these!

I started off politely telling him where I wanted to go and continued to ask him how his night was. And he said it was not as busy as he’d like, but he knew he’d always get customers if he waited outside the gay bar. And so I replied saying yea, that is true, we like to party :)

“Yea gay guys like to party, and they have all the money to spend partying… No need worry about wife and kids, so very good. I telling my wife, next life no more born as straight!”

And I thought, wow… okay cool… Then he went on…

“but all the party happen when young, when they get old, they know it no good. No wife and No children… that when they know problem”

(pardon the English, but I think he was an Italian migrant and that was the way he spoke)

I thought okay whatever, I don’t really need to continue this conversation. Everyone is entitled to what he or she thinks. BUT, he then repeats the same thing again, about how when gay guys grow old they regret, and that some of his taxi customers tell him that.

So being the good gay that I was, I thought it was time to defend the community a bit, and I said

“Well that’s why gay people lobby for same-sex marriage, so that we can grow old with the people we love, but straight people don’t like that do they? They want to stop gay people from getting married with the people they love”

I was thinking to myself, way to go Lucas, get the stupid cabbie!

The conversation could have ended there, but no… it went on…

“if they want to get marriage, maybe it okay, but when they want to hav children then it is a problem because children need mommy and daddy”

WTF?

When I heard that, I almost burst a blood vessel, partly because of the promoted hemoglobin flow from the alcohol, but also mostly because of how ignorant this cabbie was. Once again, being the good gay that I am, I could not possibly have let that rest and slept properly that night (or morning). 

“Are you saying that 2 fathers or 2 mothers cannot possibly raise a child properly? That a family must surely have a father and a mother? (he answers with an affirmation) So then the state and the government then has a right to remove children from single moms and dads because it is not a proper family, is that what you are trying to say?” 

Silence… I was thinking, score Lucas! Homos-1, Breeders -0

Then he says

“Yes but before divorce as single parent, they have proper family so that is okay. 2 men and 2 women cannot have child in first place, so not okay.”

I believe had I accepted the offer of the last tequila shot at the bar; I’d have burst my second blood vessel of the night. So then I retorted by saying that, yes but after divorce they are worse than a gay couple, because they only have one parent, so then again it must be the states responsibility to take the child away from the single parent. Silence from him. Then I went on to say that, gay couples do end up adopting as well and so all of that has the potential to solve the orphan problems in a lot of communities. Once again no reply from him…

And then he finally said that “no government can take child away from single parent", and that, "that would be wrong” 

But apart from that he had nothing else to say. Thankfully I arrived at my stop after that. So I politely said to him

“Everyone is entitled to their own views, but if your view is in anyway hypocritical or biased, then please do not try to impose it on others. If single parents are good enough to raise a child, then a gay or lesbian couple would be just as good if not twice as good.”

I further urged him not to only see things from one point of view, and to have a good night. His lack of reply after my soapbox lines either meant that I have managed to enlighten him a bit; or that his cabbie instincts kicked in and reminded him that he should never start an argument with the customers. 

Signing out.

Still Here and Fighting On!

Its been ages since I last posted something here, so I thought its high time I posted something to remind everyone that Lucas is still lurking around.

A quick update on what's going on in my universe at the moment... My first job out of uni is going great and the best part about the new job are my supportive colleagues. Absolutely amazing! Wont be dwelling too much into my work here, as the blog is more about my personal thoughts and life, rather than my professional one.

Next big thing going on in my life is that I’m finally fully trained in combat! I actually started off my combat addiction way back in 2010, yes… sometimes I think its more of an addiction than passion :) Finding that it was both an awesome cardio workout and at the same time still relatively-comparatively masculine, I was hooked!

Thumbs up to Takashi and one of my fellow instructors here down under for inspiring and motivating me to become an instructor! Its taken me actually a very long time to go from participant to  full fledged instructor, but now I’m finally on the timetable! Woohoo! Last week I led my very first class alone :)

Look who's on the board this week!!!

… okay I don’t have a permanent class of my own yet and I’m currently only subbing for other instructors, but all in good time... And also, if any of you were wondering, NO, I do not go to sleep every night hoping that an instructor falls sick so that I can cover them. Honest, I promise!

I am however working hard and asking around for a permanent time slot that both suits my time and is accessible to me by public transport...

Having the opportunity to motivate others through their combat workout is actually a very wonderful feeling and having gone through the whole process of becoming an instructor, I must say that I'm very happy to be where I am now. Its actually a funny feeling leading a class through their workout though. I get hyper excited when I get rostered a class, but five minutes before class, all the excited cocoons in my tummy magically morphs into butterflies (at the fking same time) and all of a sudden I have this butterfly park in my stomach making me extremely nervous. To me, teaching combat is fun, scary, exciting and nerve wrecking all blended into a tall (and trendy) glass of healthy smoothie mix.

Signing out.

Lime Thief

Was invited to a friend's house today for drinks, and the original intention of drinks tonight was to help a friend drown his sorrows of his recent break up.I however rocked up and completely unintentionally stole the lime-light for the wrong reasons. Which brings me to the reason and term... Schadenfreude.



Schadenfreude, was a term I learned from watching Boston Legal, yes sue me, but I love corny comedies like that. Basically what that term means is for one to derive pleasure from another's suffering or demise. It's actually a German term, so when saying the word, the best pronunciation can be achieved holding a genuine German brew during October.
After researching the word to refresh my memory, which basically means Wikipedia-ing, it's explained that it's a German word that doesn't really have an English equivalent. Probably not because the English don't experience schadenfreude, but rather because they are in denial about their short comings.

Apparently people with lower self esteem are more likely to experience schadenfreude. I guess that says something about yourself if you feel happy seeing your friends fail. Although I must say we are all bound to feel some form of schadenfreude sometimes in our lives. Like in a game of chess, chess not chest, if your opponent loses, it simply means you win. In situations like that, wouldn't schadenfreude be justified?

Nonetheless, this is probably a very undesired and unhealthy feeling to develop. In some sense our education system in Boleh-land somewhat encourages this . Because everyone's academic scores are always compared to each other, if I perform badly in a class it is always reason for my friends to celebrate, isn't it... Because it means their academic position in class will be better than mine. Schadenfreude anyone?

I digress, back to my friend's house and the drowning of sorrows. Whether it was a form of schadenfreude or their genuine concern for my situation, they started asking me about my love life, which in this case was undeniably, undoubtedly, unmistakably a non-existent entity. And despite it being a night for the friend that just broke up, I started to steal the lime light and ranted for the longest period of time about the situation I was in.

Oh bad bad Lucas... LoL, I went on and on about my failed dates and guy mismatch situation. And some of the other less glorious parts of my life as it is.I think if it was a case of schadenfreude for my friends, it was then a win win situation for everyone. Because I felt better voicing out my problems, and at the same time if they feel better hearing that there are other sad people out in the world, then it's a win win for everyone. Right?



To the friend that just broke up, I like to repeat the cliche of fishes and seas... And to say that it is better to have found out earlier, than later.

To my friends that gave me an outlet to voice my problems and listened to my ranting, I wanna say thank you, because I think it helped heaps.

Signing out.