Delusions and War

Ironically, when the Mexican government decides to "act" against drug lords, it creates power vacuums that are generally solved in a bloodshed aftermath. By getting the bad guy out, it only brings the next most vicious guy in line up. Those who succeed the ones who are caught will fight much dirtier, will campaign only to end the altercation. Mexican trafficking, sadly, brings financial benefits whenever the government has, as it has in the past, looked the way and put a blind eye. All great nations owe much of their economy to things that are not just as lethal, sometimes even more, as illegal drugs: alcohol-related deaths far surpasses incidences of Cancer or all the illegal-drug related casualties, and yet alcohol abounds. Cigarette smoking, well I guess I won't bore you with the statistics but the bottom line is, if you don't smoke, don't start, and if you do, it's time you quit.
After seven years as a nonsmoker, I picked up the habit in bad company. I used to be able to smoke a cigarette every three drinks, two per night; when surrounded by a crowd of smokers (usually, European friends), or just to chat with strangers... It's a social lubricant. I have loved and dated as many smokers as non smokers. And I even turned some girls on smoking. Nowadays, smoking is prohibited in every social gathering, and should even be made illegal to smoke in the parks, too.
After a few failed attempts, I am once again smoke-free. I haven't smoked since New Years, when I had a cigarette with cousins while all of us were drunk looking for more booze. I picked up the bill. Allan had bought me a few shots and drinks the other night, and so I invited them all this time around.
"The first two rounds are on me" I announced. "And one last round at last call" I said. "To those who remain", stumbling thoughts, most of these mother fuckers were there to the bitter end and had by then only increased in numbers. Who cares? I got this.

I am a six feet, built, confident alpha male that boasts comically, though what I say is mean, I say it without meaning it, my voice shouts, my eyes may follow, but my smile backtracks, confidently communicates this isn't to abuse you, it's role playing. You must be on top of your game. You're playfully assuming the dominant role, without the need for arrogance, and if your reception is cold, be even icier, no one knows indifference quite like you. Of course, don't give up because of pride or ego. Take everything lightly, like a game, or, better yet, a sport.
You don't always win but you keep practicing, improving, anticipating, and a fighting smart spirit, and most of your goals will be met. The whole idea is not like a show, as men, we are to adopt. It's more like focusing your energy on building up your confidence, being the best you can be will bring the best things in life. Improving ourselves is a personal investment, a process, and we should all enjoy the ride while we attain enlightenment or perfection. Whatever the chimera may be, we all have our delusions. Choose yours wisely.
Beliefs,