Smiley, my Sci-Fi hero

Congratulations to Mr. Obama and to everyone in the United States of America for another successful democratic exercise. Congratulations to Mr. Bush too, who survived being one of the most hated individuals on Earth all this time. You ol' tough bugger. Also, is Obama's victory speech a taste of the 44th United States of America's President going all Battlestar Galactica in the defense of the Promised Land from the mean al Qaeda drones? "So say we all!"

Have you noticed a difference between Mr. Bush's and Mr. Obama's smiles? Though to me they look as hungry, I cannot help myself to find Obama's smile a lot more congenial. Bush's smile became more and more sour with time, like if his simplicity of mind was slowly replaced by a more mature sense of self (or was it he cared less and less about mere mortals, this chosen prophet of God). This is my own perceptions and we will never know the whole truth.

It is a great example of how body language is important in communication. In fact, 90% of what we try to communicate is achieved through body language, may we know it or not. The art of reading body language, A.K.A. cold reading, is a skill many professional use in their profession, from F.B.I. interrogators to mediums. People who call themselves socially intuitive may have a knack at understanding others' postures and voice stress. Fortunately, we don't need academic knowledge or innate talent to notice incongruities in a peer's message, which usually are hints for inner struggle, shyness or plain lie.

One seemingly widespread incongruity I have noticed in my area is one of the many double messages I get from women. Through the media funnels, I keep hearing some of their feminine emissaries claim they are more open to dating, that many of them willing women even have troubles finding a male mate. You would think that an average male in his thirties, traveling using bus and working with the public, he would be in a vantage position to notice seduction attempts? That male would be me, making next to none (unless these girls in the back are acting like ecstatic groupies around that feminized gay boy). Conflicting message: "We women need real males!" and "We women don't like real males so much.".

Then, this gum commercial hit me square between the eyes: with but a simple smile and a square of bubblegum (and the help of an electronic imagery wizard or two), these women fold space between themselves and their male preys like they were Spaceing Guild's Navigators out of Frank Herbert's Dune. Could that bubblegum brand be the fabled Spice us Sci-Fi geekoids have been dreaming for all this time?

The secret is not in the chewing gum, you pathetic dreamers! The secret is the smile. The smile is what made Obama look humane to me, the smile is what makes me want to cuddle and kiss with one of them gum chewing actresses. You women out there, who want to find either a sperm donnor, a fuck friend or a boyfriend: SMILE! It might hurt a bit in the begining, since I don't see you do often, yet you may find it is worth the effort. Next step is to say yes when I invite one of you girls for a chat around a cup of coffee.

Back to Earth, it is no secret in the field of seduction that it is a die hard tradition for the males to do the first steps. You will not see me use one of them widespread emoticons on this blog. Instead, I offer a kind litterary smile to one of my on-line roleplaying buddy, a good looking woman who was honest enough to tell me I should chill out a bit more on my blog.

I beam to you, hottie.