Why Man falls Sick more often than Woman?

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Why Man falls Sick more often than Woman?

This is a very provocative question.

I wonder how many men of the ego species have pondered about this question at least philosophically, I do not know.

If I have a lecture on this topic how many men and women will attend my lecture I do not know but worth a statistical study..

My analysis is that very few men will attend since the men with ego or without ego would not feel comfortable about my vocal comments that would demoralize their ego still further in front of women.

In any case the number of women (they take any gullible facts sitting in front of the TV) will far exceed the number of men would attend since women of the species, might think I might bare few more secrets of men that they could get hold of it to strangle them some more in deadlock of wedlock.

Real reason I thought of writing is not to do with men or women.

It is really to do with the Sir-Lankan Telecoms.

I am currently downloading Katana (for Window Guys) which has all the utilities one needs in an emergency but the last few megabytes of the DVD taking nearly three hours ( OurTelecoms is downloading it at a snail pace of 5 to 10 bytes per second ( less than one megabyte per minute) and I do not like to have a heart attack of some sort, so if I do not stimulate my creative part of the brain, there would be some side effects.

The non-creative automatic part of the brain that causes surge of androgen and anger, jealousy (oestrogens included), aggression and all the animal behaviour which include thrashing the key board and squeezing the mouse so hard that the mouse defecates intermittently on my hand, should have to be avoided if I want the last few of the MiBs to be downloaded,.without any hassle.

Before I talk about the men, I should give a brief account and the modus operandum of a young woman at work..

This particularly applies to a Sri-Lankan woman.

1. She lies adequately to convince the interviewers (generally speaking more males than females in the interview board).
2. Moment she gets the job she prepares for her marriage
3. She will have at least two kids within 3 years
4. Delegate all the work to spinster girls and bachelor boys at the work place since her home according to her is like the devil’s workshop.
5. The next period she is very secretive and there are frequent absenteeism due to sick children but she can be found in the passport office and front of many foreign embassies.
6. Then she attends all the workshops that are available free of charge or on the head’s recommendation depriving all the bachelors.
7. In the last phase suddenly she hands over the resignation to go abroad.
8. Just prior to the resignation she works like a bull to impress everybody.

All these time she does not know how to breast feed, cook or read a book to the kids. and the husband has to do all the work, including washing and cleaning and taking her from embassy to embassy.

Then she goes abroad drops the husband within a year (who has to look after the kids) and get married to a foreigner with white skin to get the (foreign) permanent visa.

This scenario is typical and I have seen many of the kind.

Now to why man falls sick.

The above scenario is enough to get any male of the species without paper qualification to get sick even without taking to alcohol.

But in my analysis I am talking about a perfectly healthy man before marrying and who does not take alcohol as a beverage.

He is a typical nice man totally dependent on his wife for what he eats from breakfast to dinner.

1. He has not done Home Science for ‘O’ Level.

2. He does not know the basic facts about any nutrition.

3. He cannot make a cup of tea.

4. He is a mummy’s boy and spoilt.

5. He follows the trend his mother has laid for him but he now cannot see his mother even secretly.

5. He gets the dogs share but a very large share (left over food of the previous night prepared for the kid) at home and kid gets the priority, especially if he is a boy.

6. Now the wife has acquired a microwave cooker and cooking is just a few seconds of heating left over food, killing and destroying all the vitamins.

For the next ten years all the hallmark of unhealthy habits are laid down.

7. At work place he eats all the junk food since his wife’s cooking is hopeless and no care for healthy food habits are laid down by now.

8. He gets fat by the day and his wife says see how healthy you are.

When your mother was feeding you were thin like a pole.

9. His kids are also fat like him since he brings all the sweets to lure them to his side.

10. Never goes with kids to play since tuition classes are more important than good exercise.

The bottom line is the marriage makes the Sri-Lankan man sick. 

This is warning for any foreigner who thinks of marrying a local girl.

So I have some remedy for the local guys who want to stay healthy.

1. Do not get married. This does not say you should not have sex.
2. At school offer subjects like home science and nutrition.
3. At least have a few friends for you to go on outing or hunting
4. Play at least couple of games at least at weekends
5. Do not buy a cell phone
6. Learn to climb trees. 
   Good exercise and you are the one who will have the first taste of the fruits but not the girls who are down below. 
   Give them the rotten ones or half eaten ones.
7. Only eat the food that your mum gives
8. Read some girl’s magazines (before marriage) on beauty care and slim foods that give all the health care advice one needs (when you eventually get married).
9. Go abroad if you can and work with some girls (preferably white skin but skin does not matter here, you will see the kinds that I have described above and but much more better (worse is perhaps is the better term) examples) to see how nasty they can become if you displace any one of them them in their job or of administration.
   
10. Get some paper qualification to stand a chance of getting a job by beating the girls in the interview.
    
11. There are more girls doing boys jobs now than boys doing girls jobs worldwide. They will never tell you when a new job is in the offing. Our times boys outnumbered girls by 10 to 1.

You may add any of your personal experiences to this list but I have put the bare minimum to get you the picture.

Lost Command and Logical Conclusion

Lost Command and Logical Conclusion

We had a teacher who had been in the Army during World War 11 probably in the voluntary force who became a teacher in subsequent years. 

He was not a good teacher except his good command in English and the ability to command us the way he wanted us to be.

Our assessment was that he was not good enough to be in the Army ranks and that is why he was booted out. 

Even those days education department was the dumping grounds for undesirable characters.

One good thin we learnt from him was time management. 

He was punctual and because he was no good at teaching he used to leave the class in time and sometimes he took French leave too to escape from our minor harassment.

He was particular about our dress code too especially the shoes we wore. Since we came from neighboring villages we did not like wearing shoes. 

One cannot climb a tree with shoes on and ditch into water 3 to 4 feet high to catch guppies (fish) with shoes and stockings.

That was understandable.
Even if, we had a wound in one leg it got to be one slipper and one shoe to wear.
One day we had a plan.

One of us (let’s say it was not me but I was the one with the bright idea got it adopted from a cartoon of those days) wore black shoe and a brown shoe to school.

He was living in the neighbourhood.
Others decided to wear socks of two different colours or not to wear socks at all.

We shared the socks with different colours before entering the school after playing softball cricket.

The plan was that the one wearing shoes with two different colours to come to class bit late and limping as he was injured so that the teacher would notice the obvious.

We also decided to keep mum and not to laugh when this was discovered.
Teacher was visibly annoyed.
He call him what the hell with two colours (like Sinaha regiment wearing Gamunu regiment colours).

The answer was “Sir, I have another one like that at home but left right changed he said”
We started laughing spontaneously.
Go home and change your shoes and come was his answer.
He did,
The plan worked.

Then being stupid enough he decided to check shoes of all of us and discovered that we we wearing multi-coloured attire.

He then realized that this was a platoon’s display of displeasure and chased us to go home and come with proper attire.

We did not go home but went to the playground and had little bit of gamesmanship and exchanged our socks played for while and returned back to the class.

The guy came little bit later with almost the same shoes.
Now more than annoyed.
Why didn’t you change?.
No Sir, I changed.

I left the other pair at home and put on this pair which I left in the first instance at home, was his answer.

Now the ex-officer was red hot.
He could not send him home lest he will repeat the ordeal.

We only knew that he did not go home but stayed with us and was brave enough to play the game straight.

The teacher in his utter confusion got his left and right confused.
He could not remember what he wore in the first place.
The officer lost both his senses and command.
No wonder why he was not kept in the regular force.

We were in total command of ourselves since then and that is why many of us ended up in the university and abroad.

He did not come to school for couple days afterward and we heard that he had a minor heart attack.

The principal who was a senior officer in rank when in service transferred our teacher to another class and the next year he was gone for good and we never saw him again in our lifetime.

Singing Birds

Singing Birds

I wake up to the sound of singing birds.

I have now faced with a problem.

I try to identify them by their chirpy, chippy, churns but cannot.

Let me list the ones I can identify.

Crows caw, quacks of duck, cock-a-doodle-doo of cocks and few more.

But I hate the whine of mosquitoes.

They keep me up all night.

So, when I am up early with a nasty bite of a mosquito, with raging anger, to calm me and get to Metta Mode, I listen to the early birds.

Probably our domesticated fowl is the first to crack and wake up.

Then the jungle fowl and little later and afterwords, there are many more birds whistling which I cannot identify but worth recording on a sonogram.

I can identify the Polkhicha that come and gobble my guppies.

Then the babblers, bul bul and last the Ceylon Oriole and the parrots and musical coucal.

I cannot count ten (ducks are not in my neighbourhood but are in frozen state in a deep freezer) and I give up.

Words of Wisdom, Pick Only the Gems

Words of Wisdom, Pick Only the Gems

My attempt of spreading the "Words of Buddha" is simply an extension of my handling of the written language.

Of course English is handicapped without proper words to express the Sansara and the Beings bounded by Kamma, simply because, English as a language is corrupted by the Word, Soul.

There is no Soul in Dhamma but "Conditional Existence of Aggregates" of five senses and the quintessential Mind.

Mind is the base from which we have to be freed from.

It is not easy and its very nature is bondage or attachment to senses.

The way forward is Meditation.

It is the Dhammanussati (Recollection of Dhamma) that is more important than "Ana Pana Sati".

Ana Pana Sati without the understanding of Dhamma is meaningless to a novice.

Currently Meditation is corrupted by commercial inputs and interests.

Dhamma has to be freed from bondage to money.

So to defuse this commercial inputs, I am following Rev. Shravasti Dhammika's (Born in 1951 and his Australian name cleverly hidden by him) methods of contemplating of Buddha Vacana.

His attempt is pristine.

My attempt is simple and ordinary but verbose in content.

I never state it is mine or Buddha.s.

That is the secret.

They are all hidden in some my verbose poems and verses.

If I put the dogma call religion to these pristine words, their meaning is lost by default.

So read the verbosity but pick only the gems that are hidden in my Web Site, rather Blog site.