We are the all-seeing owl. An omni-retina that locates and exposes the rock bottom state that the people in our country have reached, the abducted rights, the abused privileges and above all, the forever declining sense of humanity
When was the last time you guys went to a club and actually danced like there was no tomorrow? When was the last time you actually went clubbing because you needed your fix of great music and positive energy? I remember the days when we used to go to a club to actually act crazy and wild, dance to the great tunes and enjoy the great company. I remember the days when we used to party like our lives went on “pause” and we got caught in that moment of pure pleasure. When did we slip away from those wild sanctuaries that embraced our wild nature in an attempt to escape our daily routines and stress?
When did all those men become high on testosterone, going to a club with a macho attitude like they have something to prove? Why do they always have to act all tough and rough in an attempt to compensate for some deficit in their personalities? What happened to dressing up because you wanna actually go out and have a good time? Now they dress up to look like a bodyguard for that plastic doll by his side; and don’t get me started on those! The new trend is showing off! Who can pop open more champagne bottles, with a parade of course, some fireworks, and a public announcement, all to go along his high ego matched only by his inferiority complex. And God forbid someone smiles at his barbie doll! All hell breaks loose, and he decides to go “SPARTAN” on that guy! After all she’s his “pride and honor”.
This “boumeh” misses going out clubbing and dancing and having fun without them inflated bimbos and their steroid pumped apes ruining the whole experience of what’s meant to be a way to vent my day’s stress and pressure. I miss mingling with a new crowd and meeting new people. When did any of you last offered a girl a drink in a club without actually having “the look” given back to them? That look of resentment as if you’re bare naked in a subway station. People need to relax and open up and quit being so defensive. It’s called “MINGLING” and being sociable.
I understand that there are some creeps out there but then again there has always been. You people need to redefine your clubbing experience. You are not there to parade your new wardrobe or the recent restorations you underwent. When you go clubbing, try dancing while smiling, take chances and meet new people, make friends and drop the shi**y attitude. Be a fun “boumeh” and not a constantly constipated one with a crayola explosion in your face.