Women Are Crazy..

I am not a relationship blogger, but occasionally I will write about and share some of the experiences I have had, and truths, discovered along the way on a journey called “relationships”. Here is one important truth about women: Women are crazy and the funny part is that, they make sense to each other. This truth is hard to debate because my “evidence” below is so sound.

Women pick arguments on purpose. The only time, men pick arguments on purpose is when we do not like someone, we are drunk or when we decide to act macho in front of our ladies. Men do not often like to argue and do you know why? because men are lazy and its hard to argue with you when Manchester United is playing. So why is, women arguing so crazy? Because, the reason they pick up fights and argue with men is “to test their relationship” That is the whole “what if the glass breaks” concept that women are always trying out. They obviously have not heard of the “if it is not broke, don’t fix it concept” that we, men love.

Women ask questions, they know the answers to and they still expect an answer. And God save your soul, if the answer is not a positive one. You have to back your different answer with hard facts, though these facts will help very little since your answer is different from hers. These Q & As sessions can sometimes be tests. Your girlfriend becomes the English teacher from Hell, you hated so much in High School..
Women really dont care about your opinion most of the time. You know “they” say a good conversation is good dialogue between the two participants. Whoever “they” were, “they” were obviously not talking with a woman..

A woman does not want your input on a topic she has already decided upon. You are allowed a couple sighs, hmmmmmms (confirmation noises) to let her know that, you are are still listening and a “yes dear, that is true” at the end of her speech. That is all that is required.

One last thing, if you even dare to talk about a subject she knows nothing about (example football)- JUST GIVE UP!! Women quickly get bored with topics that don’t interest them. Notice her long silence when you are talking and the snobbish “okay” at the end of your talk. Yep! That is it right there..
Give up trying to keep up with her. Be you. Be real. Keep it short and simple. Don’t dare support her friend Leila against her or your jollof rice might just taste differently for a week. Women break down- Just be prepared for it..

I think women came up with “BBF” and “Bestie” so they could have one more thing to break up with in this world. Women are crazy.


For Males Only – “Women are EASY to Understand”

I see a lot of articles by both men and women claiming that “women are hard to understand.” Why do people find women so complex and difficult to decipher? I figured it was my duty to provide some basic pieces of information for those “lost souls” that cannot understand the opposite sex. You may thank me later world.

Women want a manly man. They want a guy that can rundown a bull and belt out poetry while fighting bad guys with one hand. One tip I hand to men is to always carry a whistle on a date. This isn’t a “rape whistle,” but in fact a “notice me asshole Taxi Driver” whistle! Nothing is more emasculating than franticly trying to wave down a taxi and getting passed by time and time again. Then the woman raises a pinky and “WALLAH” your chariot has arrived! I have solved this problem by carrying a whistle because I can’t do the cool “two finger technique” from the movies. Instead I will blow the shit out of that whistle and hope to impress the woman with my large, bulging red cheeks. You know what they say about large cheeks right…

Men understand that women like flashy things and “the moment.” I have found a way to make ANY moment special. I walk around with a pocket full of glitter and will spontaneously shout “PRESTO” while throwing a handful in the air. The only time this fails to impress is if you happen to be dating a circus performer… they generally expect a second act.

Many females like active and athletic men. I am lazy and get tired just thinking about running, however, I have solved this silly expectation by pretending to get ready to “work out” multiple times a week. I never actually do anything, but the glamour of seeing me “warrior up” normally does the trick. If that fails I MAY do a couple of pushups if the gravitational pull of the earth feels particularly weak.

Apparently women think that men don’t clean… or cook. Men are also really lazy when it comes to remembering when we did it last during arguments. I have solved this issue by creating a Facebook page called “Look honey I did the dishes.” Providing an easily referenced source for women to ponder over BEFORE the argument will always benefit you in the long run. I suggest secondary and third sites for cooking and chores which we men “don’t do ever.”

I don’t understand why guys give up so easily in fights. I know the enemy is cunning and will use loose historical fact to back their attacks. This can easily be repelled, however, by simply never admitting anything. “Did you eat my leftovers from last night?” Nope, no idea what you are talking about… maybe it was the dog…“We don’t have a dog…” Are you sure we don’t have a dog? I have seen many dogs today. You see what I did there men? It isn’t lying if there is enough truth to make it float. If all else fails… use the backup plan and throw glitter in the air and run.

-Opinionated Man

My Mom’s Blog

Someone asked for my mom’s blog address because the link wasn’t working from “The Other Woman” article. Here is her address if you want to visit. I would advise politeness if you visit…



It crossed my mind while driving today that everyone on this blog still calls me Jason. My friends actually don’t call me Jason, they call me Cush and always have. I love my last name and it provides endless scenarios of amusement. For instance I once sat and watched a job recruiter walk past me three times while muttering my name under his breath. “Jason Cushman… Jason Cushman… where the fuck is this Cushman???” Obviously not the Korean guy sitting in front of you right.

My family name is old and my father’s line is directed related to David Cushman who helped organize the Mayflower. Yea… I am bragging a bit. I am NOT related to the Cushman that owns Cushman and Wakefield that I know of. I hinted in a post months ago that I was reminded at how unsuccessful I was by a sign with my name on it… yea that was a Cushman and Wakefield sign. Mystery solved!

I have a Korean name… but I was told it was a girl’s name. An older Korean lady told me the name is actually the type that was once used for males or females. I am not sure what my “birth mother” was thinking when she named me Soojin. Maybe a Korean can explain it to me? I do know the last name Ahn is pretty common, you could throw a rock in a Korean market and hit four or five Ahns at a time. They probably will kung-fu your ass though, so I wouldn’t recommend it.


Dear Followers

Opinionated Man:

What an awesome list and a great way to connect with other bloggers! Thanks for taking the time and for the nice mention!
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Happy Monday fellow bloggers/followers! I wanted to say once again THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart. I absolutely LOVE hearing from you. I LOVE when people come up to me at random, or text me, message me, instagram me and tell me that they can relate to a blog post or that they enjoyed what they read. It means the world to me to have what I have written inspire you. Or make you laugh. Or to make you think “Lord have mercy I am glad I’m not that girl” Whatever it may be, thank you for taking the time to read what I have to say. I realized I didn’t know much about my followers on my blog, so I followed almost everyone back and read through your blogs over the last few days. I am so glad I did this! I was so pleasantly surprised and…

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I hate you

What stands the test of time like hate? Love comes and goes, sadness is coffee’s companion, and yet hate is enjoyed at all hours of the day. What is more liberating than hate? Free of constraint and obligation, I freely spread the flames of my fury without hindrance. In my need to destroy I will often burn the unsuspecting. The guiltless will look on in bemusement as the guilty are stabbed by the spear of aggression. Do I need permission to wield this mace of vengeance simply for the sake of spite? Who dares stay my hand with words of law or an overwhelming feeling of “wrong?”

There is one that dares. Might I not hate “him” the most for that very reason?


Why My Blog is No Different from Yours

I don’t work for WordPress. I have seen some comments speculating that I do… which I find amusing since if I did indeed work for WordPress I probably wouldn’t be blogging so much would I? I think it is people trying to find an “excuse” for why other people are successful. I read a long string of reasons why they feel their own website isn’t worth reading so I thought it would be fun to compare and contrast some of the more popular ones.

My website is plain and I don’t even own my domain. No one would want to visit my blog.” The only think I paid for was my domain. I still use a FREE template and all customizations done on this website were done by me. It took time and effort, but it was worth learning “how.” You can use excuses all day to explain why people aren’t visiting your blog, but this is not a valid one. Everyone has a potential audience on WordPress.

No one will want to read what I write especially if it is personal.” Well that is simply not true. People come on WordPress to read personal views and unfiltered thought. If we wanted politically correct articles we would visit or some other “crowd pleasing website.” The first step is finding yourself interesting and only you can do that.

“I don’t have a theme… what kind of blog doesn’t have a subject theme or some direction?” HarsH ReaLiTy has no theme. My blog has no direction. People still get onboard for the ride daily… even though we have no clue where the hell we are going! At least I provide alcohol.

“It takes time to grow an audience. Large blogs aren’t grown overnight…” I absolutely hate this saying or any quote like it. People love to think up excuses as to why they are not succeeding or getting where they wish to go. The whole “Rome wasn’t built in a day” view is worn out. In fact Rome might have been built in a day if Koreans had lived there. You can accomplish any goal you really work at in blogging. There are no rules or standards and other bloggers that suggest to you that there are have no clue what they are talking about. They are simply impressing their own limitations on you. Ignore them and do you.

“I will never have a large following because I will never be Freshly Pressed.” When I read sentences like this I want to shoot something. This is such a horrible way of viewing blogging. I have never been Freshly Pressed and will most likely never be in the future. You control your audience size… not Freshly Pressed.

-Opinionated Man

Signs Your Wife Is Trying To Kill You

She announces one night you are both going “Vegan.” That can’t be healthy… she must be trying to kill you. Get a $5 foot long at Subway.

You walk by your wife as she is stirring soup and say “Hey Honey what is for dinner?” She doesn’t even look up while smiling and murmuring “Ooooo Nothing…” I hear Campbells Soup is now microwaveable!

Your wife keeps forgetting to set your place at the dinner table. She then mutters “he is still here?” each time you remind her…

CSI, I Almost Got Away With It, and House Hunters International are suddenly her favorite shows. Maybe we really should start paying attention to what they watch men?

You catch your wife doing the “weighing motion” for no reason… several times a day. When you ask her what she is doing she shrugs and says “weighing these melons obviously!”

You get ready for bed and suddenly she is sleeping in your spot. She then looks confused for a minute as to why you are asking her to move…

Your wife removes all the good things in life (sports, beer, sports…) and replaces them with the un-fun things in life (Ballet, The Oxygen Channel, Ballet…).

Your wife suddenly disappears for hours and claims she is going to Pilates. Pilates is a myth… she is plotting.

-Opinionated Man

I write because a kind old professor showed me how

Opinionated Man:

I think that you handled being approached in that manner great. Many people would not have been able to swallow their pride I fear. Thanks for sharing and taking part in the challenge! -OM
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Love is shown more in deeds than in words. ~ Ignatius of Loyola #quote

Love is shown more in deeds than in words. ~ Ignatius of Loyola #quote

The nagging sense of being an academic fraud was a part of my soul since childhood. In the small, poor schools I attended, I reasoned that is was easy to be labeled smart.  As the first person in my family to attend college, even though I did well I lacked confidence because I knew I was missing something.  It wasn’t until I was in my Master of Public Administration program that an old professor pulled me aside and said, “You haven’t been taught how to write, have you?”  My face flashed red and fighting back tears I simply replied, “No.”  He asked if I would like to learn how to write an essay and that it would take an hour.  An hour!  I jumped at the opportunity.

Quickly, writing became a task to master, a confidence…

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Who would mark that down?

I seriously want to know this and will not flame you if we totally disagree. Because it baffles me. Who in the world would actually take the time and energy to “mark down” a post asking for prayers for a country? Especially for a tragedy? Was it a mistake? I am not asking for a specific post (although obviously a post sparked this), but even an atheist wouldn’t take the time to do that. Because it is a none factor to them. I know, I have a lot of friends that believe in all sorts of things. But who goes around marking down honest posts about tragedies? A troll? A dick?


Most Influential Writing Moment

Opinionated Man:

Rule Breaker!!! Heh, thanks for taking part in the challenge and for sharing the link! ;)
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In the response to
I am going to share ‘my most influential writing moment moments’.
I have such glorious moments very often. There are two types of them that I have experienced.
Type 1 Moments: These are the moments when I feel a divine connection. I pack my bags and go on writing like I am on the mission rescue to all the struggling souls. (You may read about this phenomenon here ). Lending helping hands, seeing through my scholastic glasses with a coffee mug on my side which soon cools down as I forget to sip in enthusiasm of writing.
Type 2 Moments: These are moments when ..ummm… we have fights/arguments. (I cannot believe I am sharing this to the world!) When the dust settle down after the battle, stories emerge from my mind ( ). They keep on coming until the pain of fight is…

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Challenge – Most Influential “Writing Moment”

Opinionated Man:

Thanks for taking part in the challenge. The funny thing for me is that essay writing only became easy later in life. For two reasons. Confidence and the invention of the home computer. Typing is definitely in my bag. ;)
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Challenge – Most Influential “Writing Moment”

— April 17, 2014 by Opinionated Man

Do you have a moment that you consider the most influential on your writing? If so care to share? If you write a post and send me the link I will reblog.

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photo taken off the pier in the neighborhood


I don’t particularly remember a moment of influence like a teacher saying ‘great job you could be a writer’ or anything like that.   All I remember was that for me, writing didn’t come with furrowed brows and beads of sweat like it did for my counterparts.

In school, essay questions were my forte. Where others panicked on the lack of multiple choice questions, I saw it as an opportunity to hover, circle and land in the spot I needed to be to answer the question. I was biding time till the light-bulb flicked…

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Challenge – Most Influential “Writing Moment”

Do you have a moment that you consider the most influential on your writing? If so care to share? If you write a post and send me the link I will reblog. I’ll leave this as a sticky for the weekend.


Weekend Reader | “Writing” – All Bloggers Welcome

I may create a thread like this over the weekends from now on which will be theme based. This post will be dedicated to writers, bloggers, and authors that appreciate the written word. Do you have an article or post on writing that you want to share? Please feel free to leave the link here and maybe a brief description for my readers.

Thanks for taking the time to share and have a safe weekend WP!


You are a Poor Writer

I was told in the 11th grade by a teacher that I was a “poor writer and I should consider finding something else to be good at.” It angered me because this termagant had no clue of my love for reading and the written word. Just because I didn’t see her “images” of Thoreau suddenly I was inferior? I did what I do anytime I am in that situation. I set out to prove that bitch wrong.

I have a huge amount of appreciation for good teachers. Teachers that build relationships with their students and don’t see them as simply “this year” are becoming a rarity though. Now there are lines not to be crossed and social boundaries preventing students from really bonding with some of the most important people in their lives. This is truly tragic for what better examples are there for students to be around?

In the 12th grade I surprised everyone by making it into AP English. I had the most amazing teacher ever, Mrs. Campbell. I remember her kindness to this day and that really says something considering how much has happened in my life since that year. The confidence that awesome woman gave me is evident today. I would probably not be writing this post, this blog, or any blog if it had not been for her. She pretty much redeemed me from the pitiful state the previous teacher had left me in. Confidence is such a precious thing that is often taken for granted. It is a trait that is built slowly and lost rapidly.

I passed the AP exam and got my college credits (I wasn’t surprised, I actually slept for thirty minutes because I was done before everyone else). I beat the scores of most of the straight A students, I was definitely not one of those people. I proved something and the important part is not what I proved. It was who I proved it to. I showed myself that year that the opinion of others doesn’t mean shit in the long run. All that matters is what you are willing to do in the moment. Do you allow someone else to create your moments or do you say “fuck you this is my life.” Give me my moment back.


Writer Jealousy

Do you ever experience writer jealousy? Ever read something and instead of appreciating it you thought “man I could have written that!” What are you more envious of a person that writes in your same genre better than you or someone that is able to create something you cannot?

I have a mixture of feelings when I read literature of any type. With poetry I am pretty snobbish. Even though I don’t write great poetry myself or even what I consider “poems” I still think highly of my ability to pen my mind poetically. Sounds a bit ignorant I am sure, but what person has not claimed they could scale a mountain having never climbed a foot?

I believe I grade myself fairly. On a scale of academics my writing is a solid 6 out of 10. That might be a little generous, but I am not taking into account my horrible grammar and punctuation. My poetry is a different score and the reason I give myself multiple progression levels is because I love to push myself. I strive to write what I can’t and I disdain things already written. I can’t stand to read about the same topic by multiple bloggers and it still all sounds regurgitated.

For me it is about pride. Taking pride in trying to accomplish something someone else hasn’t. Everything about my blog and how I blog is geared towards that goal. If you read a post here that sounds like anything else… I have failed. It might seem like I treat my blog with very little care sometimes, I can see why people might think that. The topics I choose, my level of interaction or lack thereof, and the often blunt nature in which I generalize throws people off. It makes people uncomfortable in this world made up of “politically correct responses” to hear someone say absolutes without fear. Does it really matter if I truly believe it or not? No… sadly not really.

So why do I blog the way I do? I can’t honestly think my “personal blog” is that unique can I? Actually I do. I feel this blog is very unique and that is why I rarely get “writer jealousy.” I have simply not run into many people that write with my same style. Do you feel the same way about your own writing?




How many reblogs can we get on this? Is anyone else fed up with the porn that is starting to really infest the WordPress feeds and readers? If you want to view porn go to a porn site!

  • Reblog this if you are also annoyed by the random porn.
  • Report websites posting pornographic images.
  • There is a huge difference between art and porn.
  • If you need to post nudity for views… you suck at blogging.

(I like porn just not on WordPress.)

Jason Cushman

-Opinionated Man

You can show a horse water…

I started writing a post on views and audience and just deleted it. It feels a little pointless sometimes when you know that most people just don’t “get it.” Maybe my methods aren’t pure or the best, but they accomplish what I wish them to. Isn’t that the point of blogging? To get what we want out of it? My goal has always been views, followers, feedback, and growth. That is what we powerbloggers do. People can complain and say all day “I don’t care about views,” but when your next sentence is a complaint about not getting comments then you are missing the point. Entirely.

A view can be anything and that is the simple truth. Who is it that is viewing your site? While some bloggers sit around complaining about trolls and assuming (you really shouldn’t assume things you don’t know for sure) that each view is a spammer… they don’t realize they are ruining their own experience. It isn’t the “random liker” or the “random reader that doesn’t comment” that is making your blog suck. It is you and your attitude.

If you don’t want to care about blog growth, views, or followers then don’t care. But don’t make post after post complaining no one comments or your own followers don’t give you feedback. YOU JUST SAID YOU DON’T CARE ABOUT NUMBERS! COMMENTS ARE ANOTHER STAT, ANOTHER NUMBER DUH!

As I said… you can show a horse water, but you can’t make the bastard drink. Do what you want bloggers, just know that people are also reading your complaints and rants. Often times… we are laughing.

I guess this was me NOT writing about audience, growth, and numbers…