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POCONO PEOPLE TEND TO BE A LITTLE "DIFFERENT" FROM OTHERS.
LIKE OUR BIKER BUDDY DOWN THE ROAD SAYS:
"i DON'T THINK THE WAY MOST OTHER PEOPLE THINK".
wE'RE GOING TO USE THIS PAGE TO HIGHLIGHT POCONO BIKER PHILOSOPHY, MYSTICISM, AND WHATEVER OTHER KINDS OF PSYCHO-BABBLE YOU CONJURE UP. iT'S ALL FOR OUR EDIFICATION AND/OR OUR ENTERTAINMENT.
Maggie's Wisdom
Men
are like slinkies . . . not really good for anything, but you still
can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs.
"I read recipes the same way I read science fiction. I get to the
end and think, 'Well, that's not going to happen."
"Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals
dying of nothing."
"The other night I ate at a real nice family restaurant. Every
table had an argument going."
"According to a recent survey, men say the first thing they notice
about a woman is her eyes. And women say the first thing they notice about men
is they're a bunch of liars."
Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again.
Why does a slight tax increase cost you two hundred dollars and a
substantial tax cut save you thirty cents?
In the 60's people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is
weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.
"Politics is supposed to be the second oldest profession. I have
come to realize that it bears a very close resemblance to the first."
"There is a theory which states that if ever anybody discovers
exactly what The universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and
be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is
another theory which states that this has already happened."
How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a
whole box to start a campfire?
Doctors can be frustrating. You wait a month-and-a-half for an
appointment, and he says, "I wish you'd come to me sooner."
"You read about all these terrorists--most of them came here
legally, but they hung around on these expired visas, some for as long as 10-15
years. Now, compare that to Blockbuster; you are two days late with a video and
those people are all over you. Let's put Blockbuster in charge of immigration."
"I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to
anyone, but
they've always worked for me."
One day, a scorpion looked around at the
mountain where he lived and decided that he wanted a change. So he set out on a
journey through the forests and hills. He climbed over rocks and under vines and
kept going until he reached a river.
The river was
wide and swift, and the scorpion stopped to reconsider the situation. He
couldn't see any way across. So he ran upriver and then checked downriver, all
the while thinking that he might have to turn back.
Suddenly, he saw
a frog sitting in the rushes by the bank of the stream on the other side of the
river. He decided to ask the frog for help getting across the stream.
"Hellooo Mr.
Frog!" called the scorpion across the water, "Would you be so kind as
to give me a ride on your back across the river?"
"Well now,
Mr. Scorpion! How do I know that if I try to help you, you wont try to kill
me?" asked the frog hesitantly.
"Because,"
the scorpion replied, "If I try to kill you, then I would die too, for you
see I cannot swim!"
Now this seemed
to make sense to the frog. But he asked. "What about when I get close to
the bank? You could still try to kill me and get back to the shore!"
"This is
true," agreed the scorpion, "But then I wouldn't be able to get to the
other side of the river!"
"Alright
then...how do I know you wont just wait till we get to the other side and THEN
kill me?" said the frog.
"Ahh...,"
crooned the scorpion, "Because you see, once you've taken me to the other
side of this river, I will be so grateful for your help, that it would hardly be
fair to reward you with death, now would it?!"
So the frog
agreed to take the scorpion across the river. He swam over to the bank and
settled himself near the mud to pick up his passenger. The scorpion crawled onto
the frog's back, his sharp claws prickling into the frog's soft hide, and the
frog slid into the river. The muddy water swirled around them, but the frog
stayed near the surface so the scorpion would not drown. He kicked strongly
through the first half of the stream, his flippers paddling wildly against the
current.
Halfway across
the river, the frog suddenly felt a sharp sting in his back and, out of the
corner of his eye, saw the scorpion remove his stinger from the frog's back. A
deadening numbness began to creep into his limbs.
"You
fool!" croaked the frog, "Now we shall both die! Why on earth did you
do that?"
The scorpion
shrugged, and did a little jig on the drowning frog's back.
"I could not
help myself. I am a scorpion. It is
my nature."
Then they both
sank into the muddy waters of the swiftly flowing river.
The Scorpion
personality:
As the old saying goes, “a leopard can never change its spots”, creatures cannot change their nature. Some people are forgiving by nature, some accusatory. Some people enjoy helping others get ahead, while others thrive on being ahead and will subvert others’ attempts to improve their standing.
Some people have a deep sense of inadequacy. The only way such a person has to make himself feel adequate is to have power over others. The only way he can be reassured that his power exists is by causing discomfort, inconvenience, or pain. This kind of person feels that being able to make another person do that which he would not otherwise do except by force or coercion validates his power over his victim. He makes the victim (child, student, employee, etc.) suffer simply because he can.
Some people are born con artists who will make all kinds of promises and/or claim to be in need of “help from a friend” in order to accomplish their short term goals, while in fact only preying on their victim’s sympathy as long as the victim will allow himself to be so used. That kind of social predator has no idea what the word “friend” really means. He has never been one and gradually drives away anyone who ever may have thought of himself as a friend of that person.
Often, the offender doesn’t even think about what he is doing. Deep philosophical thought becomes disturbing to him, so he pushes such thoughts out of his conscious mind, deep into the subconscious. The social predator becomes so adept at rationalizing these conflicts “away” that he eventually locks away his conscience. He may study psychology so as to better be able to manipulate his victims, but the study of philosophy and ethics is the last thing he wishes to consider.
Another sad aspect of the “scorpion” personality is that, like the creature in the fable, the person also becomes a victim to his own nature. Every time he victimizes another casual friend or acquaintance it diminishes him a bit more. Over the years he develops a reputation. Newcomers who first meet him are won over by his smooth and “friendly” style, but most are warned by former victims or their many acquaintances to “beware”. Only the most naïve or most uninformed become victims of a well-established community scorpion. Sadly, as time goes by, that predator becomes the loneliest and least loved member of the community. He becomes his own greatest victim.
Gluxutaat Ploeu