Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Welcome to The Triangle Theory

Greetings and welcome to The Triangle Theory. You have ventured into a mind my wife describes as probably being “a fun place to play.” I don’t like playing in it because it can also be an overwhelming place to be. So, this should be a release valve for my adventures in teaching, parenting, living, and breathing. So sit back and enjoy. Who knows, maybe you might stay for a while.


A little about me then. I am a married father of four, yes four, girls ages 11, 9, 7, and 20 months. My house smells pink for God’s sakes. I teach high school so I am way more mental than I should be. Or is that postal? At any rate, there will be plenty of entries on my students and kids as they pretty much so run my life. I am coach of our high school quiz bowl team as well as adviser for SkillsUSA for which I have won back to back state championships. I also write a weekly TV report for www.prowrestling.net. Check it out when you get a chance.


So the name of the blog probably raises some questions. As the banner says, the triangle theory concerns girls, bands, and sex, three of my favorite subjects. Ahem. At any rate, this came from a long night of band practice (and drinking) from back in my 20s. The idea is simple: if all you do is walk on stage and hit a triangle one time, some girl in that crowd will want to have sex with you because you were on stage and “in the band.” I thought it was a funny thing to say, until I started running sound for bands that actually played out somewhere.


We would be in these little dive bars with a max capacity of 100 people and we were always in a fire violation. I would be yards away from the band, running sound, and women would flock to me, trying to hook up. Believe me when I say, I’m not Brad Pitt, so it wasn’t my boyish good looks. It was being “with the band.” If I wore a laminated badge, guaranteed to have ‘em lined up for blocks. They were like sheep.


And it disgusted me. It was hero worshiping for no other reason than that person can play an instrument and you can’t. I hated it then and I hate it now. When I see girls screaming and fainting over Hannah Montana or the Jonas Brothers I want to puke. So I have dedicated my life to breaking these ideas about people and fame. My bullshit meter is primed and ready to go. No more will you worship those who have fame and money. No more will you worship those who have influence. No longer will you allow men of questionable sexuality determine what clothes are cool or not. No, you will stop worshiping those mindless faces and you will start worshiping true heroes. Heroes who make this life a better place…


…like teachers who write blogs…

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'm so thankful you've not quit your day job but, even more so, I am thrilled you've discovered what true heroes really are. Being a father of four, teaching high school kids a trade (for those who cannot afford college tuition), these are the true qualities of a hero. As far as the triangle theory, I'm from the 60's generation and I can tell you it was the same then as it is now. Why any woman would sell her soul to sleep with a "band member" is still beyond my comprehension. All we can do as parents/teachers/leaders is reinforce to all females that they are worth more than a "roll with a rock star". We have to encourage them from their youth to understand that what matters is between their ears (not between their legs). In order to achieve this, we must stress to our girls that virginity is more than just a choice, it is the reasonable choice to make. I'm by no means a prude, but having lived through the "free love" generation, I can vouch for the fact that there are many, many women who would do things differently but no one was there to tell us any differently. Our parents were not prepared for my generation, and therefore had no idea of what a self-centered generation we were creating. We only added to our problems by diving headfirst into sex and drugs without considering the consequences of our actions. Please, if you read this blog and you understand where I'm coming from, tell these young women who worship these moronic heroes to wise up and save themselves for the "real deal". It will be well worth waiting for.