Meko James
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"We praise our leaders through echo chambers"
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Gen-X Teen Alone in the Wild World. Top Story - May 2021.
The year was 1987, my excitement could easily be seen by anyone who cared to notice that I was officially, at least in my mind, grown-up; a 'teen-ager' at last. Teen years are when childish innocence seems to be naturally abandoned for more important things such as social interactions and a budding awareness of more than the personal space around one's self. These years are when one becomes aware of the world and the inconsistencies with all the innocent and simple rules children learn; be nice to others and always - always treat others as you'd like to be treated - "The Golden Rule".
By Meko James 5 years ago in Beat
The Joe Rogan Experience
Recently, during one of his podcasts Joe Rogan's statement to the question whether or not healthy youths should receive the CoViD 19 vaccine became the source of public outrage, and depending on what side of the political isle one stands on, it became canon fodder, used to attack either of the two partisan positions that have declared war against each other over a year ago on the battlegrounds of CoViD factualness. Needless to say, the entire subject is highly volatile.
By Meko James 5 years ago in Humans
Wagon Wheel
By now many have heard the song made popular by once, Hootie and the Blowfish front man, Darius Rucker. To some the fact that Rucker jumped from pop-rock to the country genre in music may be more of a shock than the fact that he is not the penning artist of "Wagon Wheel"
By Meko James 5 years ago in Beat
420 After 40. Top Story - April 2021.
What better day to celebrate my return to the 'Cannabis Culture' than on National Weed Day or otherwise just known as 420; which can also designate the time of the day 'pot-smokers' toke up daily. Today I'll be using 420 as the term used to identify with the culture I once belonged to in my youth but left behind for a career as a diver in the United States Navy. Not that returning to the use is anything exciting or any earth-shattering news around here. Especially since I'm just an average middle-aged man that you'll find at any cannabis dispensary in California. There is nothing abnormal or deviant about what I'm doing now. That always hasn't been the case in my lifetime. What follows is my personal story of how my relationship with cannabis has changed over the years, as I aged and it's use has become quasi-legal and socially acceptable here in the United States.
By Meko James 5 years ago in Potent
Why Write on Vocal
I joined Vocal about six months ago and put up one poem then completely forgot about the online writing platform. Then about two months ago with ads constantly popping up on my social media feeds promoting the "Little Black Book" challenge with a twenty-thousand dollar prize going to the winner, I decided to give Vocal some serious attention. Since my fictional short-story, "The Event" submission I have been writing and contributing to the platform consistently ever since. I didn't win that challenge nor have I been receiving a large amount of reads for my stories. To date I have made $16.67, with $15 dollars of that total coming in the form of Vocal paying me for my fifth ($5.00) and tenth ($10.00) stories and one lone tip for a dollar. This week I have finally reached just over 100 reads with my ten stories combined, making up the remainder of the money I have in my wallet.
By Meko James 5 years ago in Motivation
Quiet Cup of Coffee
My normal morning routine is to wake up earlier than my wife, dogs, and sometimes visiting grandson to enjoy a quiet cup of coffee while I do some free-writing to help get head working and words down on paper. The following poem was written during one of those early morning free writing sessions.
By Meko James 5 years ago in Poets
The REF
Promptly and without exception every night at eight, I'll hear the whimper and cries of a 110 pound baby while he looks at me with begging eyes and wagging tail, signaling to me that it's time for the nightly stroll. Chance my rescued Lab-mix dog, will without fail, expect a nightly walk to which his pint-sized Pekingese companion, Gizmo, will be right behind him; being awakened by Chances nightly walk-dance ritual. Gizmo knows as well does Chance that this behavior gets me up, putting my shoes on, and taking them out the door. Little do they know that I have this walk planned as their daily exercise and love doing it at night as it seems to be the best time to clear my mind while my dogs get a little exercise and the chance to take in the neighborhood scents and leave some of their own.
By Meko James 5 years ago in Petlife
Caught With My Pants Down
What I'm about to share is both extremely gross and utterly embarrassing. My story will end with me in a very vulnerable and compromising position with my pants down caught in an unavoidable epically disgusting act. This is the kind of story that doesn't take too long to get to the point, where I reveal to you my life's most awkwardly awful moment. My admission here will have you both grossed out and feeling absolutely sorry for me in my moment of shame. However, before I can conclude with my dubious episode I have to take you all back to where I contracted the issue which would lead to my disaster in a San Diego Parking lot back in the fall 2006.
By Meko James 5 years ago in Confessions
A Second Chance
September 2019 our beloved Golden Retriever, Sophie, passed away at 14 years old. We were immeasurably saddened, moving us to tears for quite some time afterwards just thinking about her. In her memory we enshrined her signature red collar with a tag inscribed with the words, "Sophie, She Loved", because that is exactly what she did to everyone; family, friend, or stranger.
By Meko James 5 years ago in Petlife
Tacos in Tulum
Recently my wife and I ventured to Tulum, Mexico to celebrate my retirement from the United States Navy after 24 years of service as a Deep Sea Diver. With CoViD restrictions lifting and the pandemic seemingly in retreat we also have missed our routine of traveling annually with the lock-downs and strict orders from the Navy not to travel further than 300 miles radius from my command; this was also a trip to stretch our worldly legs again, and rid ourselves of some cabin-fever. Returning to the United States does still require some CoViD testing procedures that can induce stress into what is supposed to be a time for relaxation and no worries; However, that's for a different story all together.
By Meko James 5 years ago in Wander
The Event
The Event By: Meko Kaprelian He found himself walking La Rambla, the bustle of people and the foreign sounds that bounced off his ears gave him the sense of being small in a large place, but the tree-lined cobblestone boulevard, open only to foot traffic, left him romantically comfortable; all at the same time. It was early July in Barcelona; the warm sunny weather had the streets full of activities and tourists, that stimulated the senses. As he walked the Gothic-inspired city that’s nestled between the majestic Collserola mountains and the sapphire blue waters of the Mediterranean, he felt reassured that the location for “The Event” he had been planning for months couldn’t be more perfect. James on break from his duties as an inspector for a company contracted by the US government to build housing for the military in Djibouti, Africa, arrived in Spain a full day ahead of her, to meet with the planner he’d been working with online to finalize the preparations for “The Event”; following the GPS map on his phone he made his way to the meeting location.
By Meko James 5 years ago in Wander
