First post. Ever.
The Thinking Caveman is about ideas. About sharing thoughts that otherwise would go unexpressed.
With age, you start censoring yourself. Society imposes political correctness, and even a decrease in testosterone levels makes you less outspoken.
Long gone are my university days, when with friends we used to discuss politics, philosophy, photography and whatever was of our interest at that time. We challenged each other and joke with one another. We also used to get serious about some subjects, and with the mental lubrication of red wine, the arguments poured freely at some seedy bars in Latin America.
At that time I expressed myself through writing and photography (and in many other, less-than-artistic, ways which I choose not to remember).
A change in careers crippled my aspirations. That and realising I’m neither a good photographer or writer.
This doesn’t mean I can’t share. With the democratisation of writing and with the digitalisation of photography, for just a few dollars I can express whatever it is in my mind.
I will post about being a man (a thinking caveman), in an era where the definition of men is blurred, where chivalry is disappearing and where being weak is celebrated as opposed to working hard to overcome weakness.
My own life and tastes are eclectic; hence I will talk about memories, martial arts, photography, or whatever grabs my attention at any given time.
I welcome all feedback and comments. I promise I won’t delete any unless you use foul language: First rule of being a thinking caveman is you don’t have to swear to appear strong.
Silentium est aureum.