Hate is a poison that you take in hopes that it will affect someone else! Don’t be there useful idiots.
If there are no places around you where you could walk like God intended, let me tell you about such a place that most likely is around you if you are in a large city.
Here in Dallas, we have King Spa and Spa Castle. Semipublic nudity is mandatory. Let me explain that.
When you walk into the place you put a credit card on file with them. In return, they give you a waterproof RFID doohickey that you wear as a bracelet. This doohickey is linked to you while you are there. Everything that you want is charged to that thing and eventually your card.
You can be barefoot but they will rent you some shower shoes for a lack of a better description. They lead you back to the wet area where you are to disrobe and put your purse, clothing and so forth in a locker assigned to you. From there you are nude among people of the same sex.
Not sure what this will do to the transgender crowd just yet.
You are now supposed to take a shower washing everything head to toe.
At this point, you saunter, wander or just walk proudly to some hot tub with jets and so on and relax. If you came with your husband he is doing the same thing among a bunch of men.
Again what if a female thinks that she is a man, where does she go?
In this area, you can schedule a body scrub which is worth it but keep in mind they exfoliate everything. After that, you can get a massage and unlike the typical massages where they make sure you are draped, this is not the case.
If you decide to take advantage of the co-ed areas they provide a uniform for your use. In that same locker is a very generic uniform that you put on and from there you can rejoin your mate.
There are wet areas for co-ed use but you will need to have brought a bathing suit for this endeavor which can go on under the uniform.
After a few minutes in the wet area, the anxiety of being nude passes rather quickly. The culture of our Korean friends sees nothing wrong with nudity.
I as a writer, author, and someone who lives life; see nothing wrong with it either.
The only time when it is awkward is if you are the only one that is nude such as being in the doctor’s office where you are no longer a human but a living cadaver. I fire doctors who treat me like that as I am a human and refuse to be treated like a piece of meat or symptom.
Working in the Texas Medical Center for years I saw many surgeries, trauma cases, and autopsies. I mention this because it is there that we lose our humanity. Once the autopsy is performed it is their job to put most of the pieces back inside the body, and sew it up much like the laces on a football. One person described it as much like your turkey you pull the organs out of the chest before you cook it. Here, after they definitively determine the cause of death they slice and dice almost every part of you other than your shell.
When I saw a brain in a meat slicer, much like you see at the deli, I could never go to the deli again. To date, I still don’t shop at the deli. Even though a man’s testicles are irrelevant to his cause of death, a woman once bragged to me how quickly she could castrate a man and measure his testicles with something called an orchidometer.
She then proceeded to demonstrate her skill.
It takes a special kind of person to do this work. As an engineer, I was constantly confronted with the dead or in some cases dying.
I will never ever forget when I was working at the morgue on fine day. There was some sort of rush of dead bodies needing to get out of the morgue to their respective funeral homes. A number of “people” were sewing them up in a large room. The administrator was there watching them while eating a plum. As she bit into it, the juices of the plumb ran down her face and she did not even try to stop them. Just when I figured that was sick enough I turned to see a guy sewing this woman’s scalp back on using her breasts to hold his bag of corn nuts up, to keep them from spilling.
As I writer I must confess, I could not make this ghoulish nightmare up.
Why, why am I telling you about this?
When you go to the hospital your clothes come off whether you like it or not. If you die you are nude under a sheet until your body is just a shell, with anything that was you has been dissected ten ways from Sunday.
These people that do this job, I don’t understand them. They took absolute delight in making me ill, every time I went there.
In Houston, they have or had something called the VIP room. Buddy, let me tell you that room was anything but VIP.
If you like horror movies (heaven help you) this place made any movie you ever saw a walk in the park. Texas Chain Saw Massacre my first horror flick was sesame street compared to this.
It is not until you smell death, especially in that room do you fully appreciate how precious life is. I have no idea why those folks enjoyed making me sick. I finally was forced to leave that job, as I was traumatized and was not even aware of it.
It hit me that was the case one day when I was eating at some diner. The waitress brought me my food and she had catchup on her elbow. The flashback of the “jumper” that I had seen a week before came back, and I lost my stomach right there in that place. Imagine how that felt.
I am sure that the people who constantly used their jobs as a weapon, would have taken delight in that fact.
The dreams sometimes are still so vivid, that I wake in a cold sweat.
PTSD, yes, I understand it, and those bastards at that place did it intentionally.
Nudity; it is nothing. Without many exceptions, we are all built the same. Some of us are a different body type. Some are muscular and others their muscles are well hidden.
Live your life for this day and this time. You never know when you will wake up and something will not feel right. Or, you won’t wake up at all.
Watching the news I see so many who are either paid protestors or who are really angry and they are killing themselves. Stress kills and anger is bad medicine. You might as well smoke and do drugs as they will kill you just as quickly as staying angry all the time.
I tell you the truth, my friends. If you are one of those wrapped up in the hate just look at the actual facts and don’t listen to the media. They are orchestrating a coordinated attack on the president through spreading the same scripted stories to all their news outlets across the country. The goal is to divide us on race, sex, and pit the haves against the have-nots. They will tell you it is the Republicans fault even though the GDP is the highest it has been in years, unemployment is at 3.9% which is great. Black unemployment is at its lowest in the recorded history of this country. Somehow the media is going to spin their pack of lies making all of these positives into negatives.
They are killing you!
Hate is a poison that you take in hopes that it will affect someone else! Don’t be there useful idiots.
Hate and anger release cortisol which ages you and causes your blood pressure to go up and could cause you to have a stroke. Is it worth it?
Turn off the telly and read my latest novel Presidential Assassins. A thriller that you will not want to put down.
“When you lay down with the dogs, you wake up with fleas.”
Ok, I had to laugh when I saw the tweet from President Trump. I purposefully did not even turn on the news all day as I don’t really care to hear 24 hours of nonstop Trump hate. This person who he is disappointed with is not a nice person. She is, in fact, a deceitful liar.
If you watched her on the Apprentice, you know this to be true.
I question why The President brought her into the White House in the first place knowing that she was not of good moral character. My gut instinct is that he was trying to give her a hand up, and she bit him.
Now she is calling him a racist which, is just not the case. If you want to paint someone as an awful person you call them a racist. It is an easy card to play because you cannot prove it or disprove it. I personally feel that those who call others racist are most probably the real racist. I have seen this in my personal life, time after time.
Do you remember your childhood…”It takes one to know one.” ?
Yeah, that is what it feels like we have devolved to. The third or second grade and I can’t wait for someone to yell, “I am telling!”
It is, in fact, childish nonsense, and we as a country are sinking to a level of tribalism which is not a good place to be. Yes, the media is showing us the way of being the never-ceasing Evil TOM TOM, pointing us in the direction of self-destruction.
Of all the presidents we have had, this may very well be the most Black Friendly president we have ever had. Forget what the media is telling us, just look at the facts.
Lowest Black unemployment in the history of this country under this president. Think about that statement for a minute. The lowest black and minority unemployment numbers in the entire history of this country! That is incredible!
If you are racists, you don’t give a person of color a hand up, and you damn sure don’t promote their needs over white people. This president is. And they call him a racist as they don’t want the black folks to vote Republican. It is working as many black athletes are conflating Trump’s desire for patriotism to racism. Why are they doing that? Because CNN and MSNBC are telling them that is the case. They are lying.
While I wish this president would not go there with his vernacular, he is, in fact, a street fighter at heart. You hit him, you get hit back twice as hard. Trump has been very consistent in this character trait. You can count on not coming out on top if you mess with this man.
While the media is out to destroy him, sooner or later the truth will come out, and while half the country will deny it, even with the facts in front of them, those that support him will be vindicated.
Omarosa will make a bunch of money selling her book, as the media is out to listen to anyone that has some dirt “made up or not” on Trump.
If you want your fifteen minutes, say something salacious about Trump that cannot be proved or disproven and you might very well have CNN or MSNBC there with a camera and reporter.
I am reminded of the frog and the scorpion.
The scorpion needed to get from one side of the pond to the other. He asked the frog for a ride. The frog being of good moral character agrees and takes the scorpion on as a passenger. Halfway across the pond, the scorpion sticks his stinger deep into the back of the frog. “Why did you do that, now we both will die,” The frog asked? “I had to, it is my nature.”
Be mindful of the scorpions you help in life. Leopards cannot change their spots.
My latest novel, Presidential Assassins is doing very well. If you are one of the readers thanks so much!
I look forward to some feedback and email.
It is always exciting to release a new novel for consumption. What do people think, what did they like, etc…
I am already hard at work on #32 This novel is for my female readers out there, as it is a tear jerker so far. As I write it, I have to stop as my eyes get moist to the point I cannot see the damned screen.
Truthfully I have some men who read some of my romance novels, and they tell me that they do. Listen I love it that so many of you read my novels, and I am thankful for that.
During the last few months, I wrote Presidential Assassins. The editing of it and so forth took time, but it is quite good.
The quite good is a quote from some of my beta readers and some initial feedback.
One of my readers told me that my book reads a lot like some movie that is being advertised currently. I have not seen the leads for it, but it is about a shadow government and assassins.
My novels are selling well, and people are giving me good feedback thus far. Someone was telling me that if you write a book where the hero is a kick-ass woman nobody will buy it. FFS! Did they happen to see the movie Wonder Woman?
I don’t like misogynist at all. Women can indeed be badass assassins, just as good as Tom Cruise.
This novel is aching for another volume. Waiting to see if enough readers demand it. I hope that they do. I already have some ideas of where I would take it.
If you take the time to read it, let me know what you think.
Before I get an agent, you can acquire my novels very inexpensively. Why? An agent has a team of people who they assign your book to. Some editors fix the participles and antecedents and split infinitives. They look for grammar punctuation and of course inconsistencies in the story.
Now they do other things as well, they look for parts of your story that need punching up or deleting.
I liken this part of the process to what my art instructor did to me on several occasions.
I would paint this exquisite painting that I loved and then she would come by and tear it apart. One time she took a rag full of turpenoid, (odorless turpentine) and wiped the canvass clean. Well, it was a gray mess. I was gobsmacked! I was happy with mediocrity, and she knew I could do better. Painfully she was right, I could, and did.
Agent’s, if they take you on as a client can push you to the next level. Now I know that my books even though they are selling around the world with the right agent, they could be a lot better.
Query letters and begging for representation is not my thing. Query letters take a minimum of four hours to produce. In four hours I can write at least one chapter, and maybe two.
My time is worth something to me. I need an ROI and “if you never hear from us consider it a pass.” Does not get it!
These books will make some agent a ton of money and right now that money is going to Amazon and Smashwords who push them out to the big e-tailers like Barns and Nobles.
Of course, Smashwords and Amazon don’t do anything for their 30 odd percent. By anything they don’t advertise them, they don’t edit them or create the cover art. They don’t even read them and tell you what might need to be fixed. They host them on a site, and the rest is up to you.
I recently plugged myself into to a writers guild with hopes of making connections and getting others to critic my work. Stay tuned in here, as I will be blogging about it.
If you follow me, you know that I am about paying it forward. If I can assist any of you in your endeavors through what I am learning, you can count on me doing so.
Thanks again for the follows, retweets and indeed if you are one of my customers, you rock!
People are buying these books all over the globe, and it is heartwarming! I appreciate it, I genuinely do.
I want to give a quick shout out to the newest followers of this blog. Yes, it is a lot of work, but I feel that you are worth it.
People from all over the globe are represented here, and that is what I hoped for.
We all may not agree on everything, and our cultural differences might be seen as roadblocks, but I disagree with that assumption.
There is a common denominator with each and every one of us and once we establish that, we can progress forward with some dialogue.
Yes, this blog is a way to communicate with the readers of my novels, and that too is part of the process as we artist and writers are starving for a reason. We are passionate about what we do, and we will sacrifice much, to bring our projects to fruition.
This blog and meeting you is not a sacrifice, however, and it is one of the few paybacks I as an author obtain because I get to know you as well through your comments and your blogs.
Thanks for the recent follows and if you are a long time reader, thanks so much for hanging in there!
There are some exciting things happening in the future so follow me on twitter and of course here on the blog.
There is an old axiom that says, so you sow, so shall you reap.
As you sow, so shall you reap, and As a man sows, so shall he reap. Proverbs.
Things will happen to you good or bad, according to how you behave.
Your deeds, good or bad, will repay you in kind.
Let’s forget for the moment that we first heard this in the bible. I stand by my question “can hate to kill you?”
The answer is an unequivocal yes.
There is this philosophy that what you put out into the world will come back to you. If you are benevolent and kind and charitable that will come back to you.
I heard a preacher once who lived in pretty austere conditions by choice. His way of living was to lead by example, and he would say things like if me living like this and doing what I do affords others to live in mansions, then I have fulfilled my destiny.
Who among us would say that and mean it?
Who among us would give up what comfort our toils have brought us, to make someone else’s life better? Giving to charity is one thing, giving it all to where you are living in squalor, is another.
We don’t have any scientific evidence that there is anything after death. We cannot prove that there is a heaven or hell. Christians and Jews have to take it on faith. I cannot speak for other religions as I have not studied them. With over 4000 different denominations of Christianity, we have enough to sort out among ourselves.
You have no doubt heard people say that they are sending positive thoughts your way or good vibes.
I have seen people who were just miserable. They were Debbie Downer, or it was as if a black cloud was always over them. If it were not for bad luck, they would have no luck at all. If negative things are what they focus on guess what, that is what they will get in return.
Call it Karma or vibes or the teachings of Jesus. Lousy mojo will get you bad mojo in return.
We cannot explain this scientifically, we just know that it happens.
Pollyanna if you remember her, or that book, she was like the eternal optimist. What she said made sense.
If you look for the bad in life, you will find it.
If you seek the negative in people you will not be disappointed, you will find it.
If you want to be mad and angry and full of hatred, you will be.
If we take the converse of that, would it work?
If you looked for the good in folks, do you think you would find it?
If you woke up tomorrow and said, I am not going to be angry any longer, how would that work?
This is not an easy thing to do as the world is telling you to hate.
The media is selling hate and giving you dozens of reasons to hate.
The media is killing us!
The war between Trump and the media is having unintended consequences as we can no longer have a civil discourse if we are on opposite sides of the fence. To be fair, late-night comedians and Hollywood are doing their parts to keep us all hating everything.
When you or I am angry, our bodies produce something called cortisol. I have written about this before, but it bears repeating. Cortisol is the stress hormone, and the more often you have it, the shorter your life will be. The media is perpetuating this hate. They want you and I angry!
When we are angry we will not think objectively, in fact, we are very prone to action when we are emotional.
Don’t believe me watch a conservative news person try to interview someone on the left. There will be fireworks as there is no objectivity. A woman rammed her car into a man’s car who had a Trump sticker on his. Assault with a deadly weapon, just because he supported Trump.
Trump should probably stop tweeting so much as he triggers so many so quickly. The media takes every tweet and dissects it making something from it that he did not mean.
The first thing we must do to dismantle this, and realize that we are being played. Forget the press for just a few moments and look at the state of this country as a whole.
American leadership abroad is much stronger, we are respected again.
Our economy is as strong as it has been in some time.
The stock market is crazy good.
America is first on the world stage.
Over 3 million jobs have been created.
304,000 manufacturing jobs have been created.
337,000 construction jobs created.
Unemployment down to 3.8 %
6 million job openings currently
Historic tax cuts which have given most Americans more take-home
Unnecessary regulations rolled back allowing businesses to grow.
Dodd-Frank has been eased back on.
We are getting more free and fair trade with other countries
I could go on and on, but the point is the MSM is not reporting any of this. Why…they want us pissed off.
I have some friends on Facebook who are leftist. One said some things about Trump which were hateful and untrue. I did not argue with them. I just sent them the tweet in question and the argument was over. They took some facts from some news agency about one of his tweets and called for his impeachment for being stupid. Once he saw the actual tweet, he backed off.
I am no sycophant for Trump. I look at the facts, and they are out there if you want to see them.
The alternative is to stay mad and angry, and fall lock step into the crazy agenda put forth by those who want to destroy this country just to blame it on our President. How foolish is that if you think about it?
He is our president. If you are an American, he is your president. This is your country. Don’t you think it would be a good idea to want him to succeed?
The Russian conspiracy is going to fall apart if Republicans can hold the house and senate. The truth about what went on in our government needs to come out and be dealt with so no president in the future on either side can be manipulated by a corrupt DOJ.
There is one set of laws in this country, and they need to apply to all of us equally. Currently, that is not the case, and it needs to be fixed.
If you want to live long and prosper, keep in mind that controlling your mood is paramount. Seek that which makes you happy. What makes you laugh! Spend time with those that you love and for God’s sake turn off the telly!
Stalin accurately said that the sharpest weapon in any war was print. Back then they only had the press, and he who controlled the press controlled the people. Today we have 24X7 news and only one station that is not in lockstep with the rest of them.
If you are angry, unplug. Don’t let this shorten your life. We should be able to have a civil conversation about anything. I don’t care if we are on polar opposite positions on the issue, you and I should be able to sit down and converse about whatever the problem is.
Today, sadly that is not the case with many who I know personally.
The media, not Trump, the media has driven a wedge between us. How sad is that?
What they are doing is effectively shortening the lives of millions of people as many are so triggered that they cannot see straight. This is how wars are started, but unlike the civil war of yesteryear, we will not know who is who as we don’t exactly wear a sign saying who we voted for.
I vote for the character of the person, not the party. Usually, it is a choice between the lesser of the two evils which is sad. Just once wouldn’t you like to be excited for who you vote for?
Try this experiment, do your best to only have positive thoughts. Think about family and friends and how much you love them. Turn off the news and if someone comes to you and starts bitching, hold up your hand. Nope, not going to ruin my day, get behind me Satan!
If you toss a rock into a pond the displaced water will eventually have some effect on the shoreline. What we cast out into the world will have an impact on the world. Even if you live by yourself and never leave the house if you are always in a state of misery that is what you will continue to be.
You can change your destiny, but first, you must know how. That answer starts and stops with you.
What do you want in life?
If you want to be happy start by letting go of the anger and realize that much of it is contrived as a way to manipulate the masses.
If cable news has your life filled with hate and despair, cut the cable. Save some money and have more time to spend outside of your home, away from screens.
Taking the dog for a walk is far more gratifying than listening to talking heads whose sole job is to tell you what to think and how to feel.
Cast some good vibes out, and good vibes will come back to you.
Thanks so much for following me here and on Twitter. If you are one of the folks who has read my novels, thank you so much! They are selling nicely around the world, so I guess my take on life through my characters is making a difference.
Allow me to preface this blog with, “I am a science fiction writer!”
We writers think outside the box. Today much of what we have in the way of technology was dreamt up by the likes of who? Science fiction writers.
We have this Russia Collusion, voter fraud and Putin’s Bitch mentality going on in this country which is adding to the vitriolic rhetoric and the intolerance of the left and sadly some on the right.
Who takes a pickax to a star on the walk of fame?
Who dresses in all black and becomes a violent mob actually propagating fascism?
Who is stirring the shit?
Who does it benefit?
Is there really a way for China or Russia or some country that ends in STAN to screw with our elections?
Is there really some old rich guy playing god with his millions of dollars just to see what chaos he can cause?
I would offer that our next most significant concerns will be with Social media and those that set themselves up as the thought police.
Could our elections be stolen?
How would they do it?
In 2010 the Stuxnet virus was implanted in printers that made their way to Iran. Through print sharing, soon the virus was set free on the uranium enrichment facilities in Iran. This was a Cyber weapon that nobody will take credit for.
Anyone with a brain would guess Isreal had something to do with it.
I point that out to proffer my tinfoil hat election tampering idea.
The machines that we use for voting are not connected to the internet or even a phone line. While they all link together via a switch, there is no connection to the web, ever. That is my understanding.
This would make one think that the machines would be free from tampering.
What if these machines have a worm or Trojan in them waiting to be activated at a specific time and date to skew the numbers? Is that how Trump won, or Hillary lost? Maybe this is a new excuse for Hillary to use on her book tour on why she lost.
Before you write me nasty things let me be clear, I don’t think that happened but, it could have.
Not only in this country but abroad in other countries where there is widespread corruption at the higher levels of government, this could be a real possibility.
Let’s face it. If Dianne Feinstein can have a Chinese spy for a driver for over 20 years, just possibly a trojan written into firmware is worth looking for.
If you want to secure the elections from tampering, you must use positive ID and a paper ballot which of course will once again give us dangling chad!
In an age where we rely more and more on technology, we must stay vigilant with not only our elections but, even these gadgets that we buy to make our lives easier.
Anyone who does not want a positive ID or to take precautions to safeguard our election is probably wanting to cheat. There is no viable argument against picture ID!
Orwell was a smart guy, and 1984 is a book worth reading in case you have not read it yet.
I would encourage election officials to find a way to download the firmware in the machines, picking random machines from tightly contested areas and have your guru’s see if there are algorithms or viruses in them to “turn on” at certain times?
The Trojan could quickly be written to self-destruct after it had performed its task.
As far as this country is concerned both Trump and the media need to ratchet back the bitterness. Hyperbole or not, there are loons “pix ax guy” and others who listen to the likes of Maxine Waters and take her acrimony as permission to do violence.
Several petulant individuals need to fade into history before some loon does something unthinkable at there behest.
Presidential Assasins is selling well on Amazon, get your copy soon.
Not too many years ago I got into it with a local journalist. She reported that the porn scanners at the airport were safe.
Never mind the invasive nature of these devices. They in fact literally strip you naked for strangers to see more of you than your dermatologist would examine. Once you get over the horror of strangers gawking at you, and yes they do make fun of you, then you have the radiation to deal with.
She reported that it was safe radiation.
What exactly is “Safe Radiation?”
I was not mean about it. While she was defensive, she was not unkind either. I think she is unaware of the difference and bought the lie told to her. I use this in my latest novel which was an excellent device.
The radiation you get at altitude is Cosmic Radiation which penetrates aluminum. Gamma Radiation is from different sources and is dissipated in our atmosphere.
From a chest x-ray, dental X-ray, etc. is ionizing radiation which can cause cells to mutate as they can mess with the DNA. Ionizing radiation can actually heat tissue, and there is no telling what it does to your eyes. Even cosmic radiation can destroy the DNA information creating abnormal growth.
Once the DNA is messed with that messed with DNA replicates and soon you are diagnosed with cancer.
If the DNA is messed with either the cell will die, or repair itself or mutate and then those mutated cells will create more mutated cells with screwed up DNA.
Today I mention this as there was a story about the government using taxpayer dollars to the tune of 5 million dollars to prop up a failing newspaper.
Do you know the purpose of your local paper?
Stalin is quoted as saying that there is no sharper weapon than that of print.
This is true. If the local paper cannot survive on its own, they should start a go fund me page or some charity might assist them. Once you are beholding to someone, you can no longer be unbiased.
The paper is, in fact, to hold our leaders accountable for what they do, and how they spend your money.
If the government was your source of revenue how in the world could you write a story about government officials doing things that they should not be doing?
Journalists are to be objective. That means that you report the news as it happens with no spin, no bias. Unless you hold yourself out there as an opinion journalist, you have no dog in the fight.
Whether you like Trump or not, he is correct regarding bias in the press. When Mika and Morning Joe say with a serious face that the president is mentally unbalanced, they are holding themselves out there as medical professionals and many will believe it. That is dangerous talk to have for many reasons.
Someone might actually believe you, and decide to fix it. No, Mika, you don’t tell Americans what to think. That is your first mistake. Just report the facts and let the public decide.
When you disparage the president, you disparage millions of people who voted for him.
When you spread lies which are no more than propaganda, you enable loons to feel empowered to do the crazy things we see happen.
The other day a woman rammed a guy’s Jeep because he had a Trump sticker on his car. She in fact openly admitted it to the officer. That is assault with a deadly weapon. What if he had a MAGA hat on and was crossing the road on a crosswalk? Would she run him over? Would someone else be that triggered to run them over?
Words are powerful and “Journalist” know better, or they should.
I can see some lawyer defending her now. He would move the case to New York or LA where the bias is so blatant they could find enough jurors to agree that the guy had a red hat on so he needed to die… Good Job woman, here is a medal for getting rid of one more Trump supporter.
This is the crazy world we live in. And it is the media’s fault.
One of the things that Journalist learn is not to publish things that could be hurtful. Report the facts as they are and don’t spin them.
No, Tax dollars should not be used to prop up a failing media outlet.
I make it a point not to watch any media that is biased. How do you know if they are? When they openly cheer on camera when another outlet reports that they have the smoking gun to impeach Trump, I think you can assume that they are biased.
I have a challenge to issue to the MSM and President Trump. Now you all will have to retweet this so they might see it but here is the dare.
President Trump, you say you can negotiate with these other world leaders, can you negotiate with the destroy Trump media? CNN and the rest. You used to have a really good name, what the hell are you doing? Can you create a cease-fire and just report the news good or bad? Don’t give us this crap about the president is deranged, we know better. The facts speak for themselves and by the way you are giving his supporters red meat.
New York Times. Wow, you folks were the bastion or standard bearer for the news. WTF? When you hire an openly hostile racist, and you defend it, whatever smidgeon of credibility you had left you lost.
Anyone that is that racist needs help. She does not need to be in any position where she can promote her brand of bigotry. Racism is just ugly, no matter who espouses it.
In my latest novel Presidential Assassins, I use much of this as fodder for a very entertaining story.
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Before I leave you I have a question speaking of flying and the TSA… Why is it every time I fly my TSA lock goes missing? Those things are not cheap. They are not cheap unless of course you buy them on eBay for less than $4 for a lot. Connection ?? I want to know where these came from.
3 for $55
How about these?
Starting bid $4.00 on Ebay…
Dear TSA, if the images are truly non invasive as I have read in a few places, allow me to see it for myself. If you are up front about it, and allow me to pick the place (s) I will write a an article saying so. Until then I dont trust you, and with your track record I dont think anyone really can..
Is Heaven what you think it is? How do you feel about where you are now?
Do you have yours?
When the trumpets sound and those famed horses come riding from the sky will you be headed to heaven or the other place?
Do you think that there is a place after death?
Sitting in church this morning I was taken aback by a substitute preacher whose sense of humor was lackluster at best. He laughed at his own jokes, and that was off-putting but, his message resonated with me.
My mind drifted to the polar express with the CGI version of Tom Hanks punching virtual holes in virtual tickets. The bell would ring, but there was no sound.
We are like that bell, we ring, but people don’t hear us. Why?
Reading the news today there was stern warning from some newspaper exec who said he warned the president that taking on the media would lead to violence.
Make no mistake about it there is a war in this country and others. The dichotomy is still between the haves and the have-nots, and it is exacerbated by the media and the power brokers who are losing their grip on the throne or that fabled ring that was “my precious!”
The elite have been in power so long that those threats to their supremacy is now real, so the weapons of war have been elevated to Defcon 2. Nobody is safe in this war as the minions of darkness pull no punches. They have mobilized their armies, and nobody is immune from their evil purpose.
The media is behind the power brokers, and those power brokers or the elite do not differentiate themselves with that famous R or D. They are in fact the entrenched who have spent millions of dollars for jobs that pay $150K a year. They are the few who have their own set of laws that make them better than you or I. Using tax dollars to pay off sexual harassment victims is only the very veneer of their treachery.
Pandering to those that are not informed, or woefully misinformed by a failed education system, the power brokers are now looking to import a new class of voters as most Americans can see through the haze of purple Kool-aide and in fact have been the benefactor of tax cuts. Most Americans have seen their part of the world improve and can see the benefit of a non-nuclear Korea. They also understand that talking with the Russians vs. lobbing nukes with them is a good thing.
Only the creatures of the swamp see this is a bad thing as there are enormous amounts money to be made peddling hate. Much like there is considerable money to be made treating a disease vs. curing it, nobody in power wants either. Treat or control the condition or opposition but, do not do away with it.
This is the sad reality that we face today, and it is all about hate and fear vs. love.
The rhetoric on the left is so hyper-partisan that people without a dog in the fight have hatred for our president. Some foolish people in London created a balloon in the likeness of our president as big baby version of Trump. Under the guidance of and permission by the leadership of the mayor of London, flew that balloon during Trump’s visit.
This is the mayor who told the good folks of London, that Terrorism is a way of life, get used to it! My cousin is spinning in his grave! No, Terrorism is evil, and it must be sent to hell, where it belongs.
Love is the opposite of hate and Fear is the mechanism that begets the opposite of love. Propagandist push hate and fear to manipulate the masses. Once they push it, they tell you who is to blame for it. They are in fact an agent of the devil and need to be ignored.
If you have ever doubted spiritual warfare before, turn on CNN or MSNBC and listen to the hate and fear mongering. They are over the top negative and in fact, have not seen fit to publish anything good about this current administration.
4.1 GPD in the second quarter. They reported it could not be done. After it was done, they have downplayed it and predict that it will crumble soon. Patriots, or agents of hell?
Tax Cuts and yes they are not crumbs Ms. Pelosi If they are crumbs why do you want them back? Yes the media is on her side. Patriots or agents of hell?
Denuclearization of the rogue regime in North Korea “Folks that is huge!” They have not said anything good about it and in fact said our president gave away the farm. Patriots or agents of hell?
The return of hundreds of our fallen heroes from a war fought over 70 years ago. Did they congratulate Trump for that or did they say Obama got it started or perhaps you didn’t build that…? Patriots of agents of hell?
Getting along with a superpower who has more nukes than we do pointed at us… Trump is an idiot they said and they as much as said he is a puppet for Putin. Patriots of Agents of Hell?
Call me silly, but I think getting along with the schoolyard bully is probably a good thing. As one bully to another, I am glad our bully has a charming wife that keeps him in check. She has much more class than any in the media. She is a patriot!
MSNBC and CNN have not had any airtime to these things and in fact, have “experts” on downplaying them as if they are nothing. Patriots or agents of hell? C’mon you know this!
Just maybe we don’t need cable TV?
Just possibly we need to cut the cord, remove the dish, and send a clear message to Comcast and Time Warner, Spectrum, FiOS and whoever the hell else sells this shit! We have had enough.
Does the FCC have any control over hateful stuff like this? It is not news it is Pravda! It is lies covered in Yellow Journalism. There is nothing objective about it. They are a pit of vipers!
Maybe we don’t purchase things from their advertisers, just to send a message that we are tired of being played by you dolts. (that is polite to what I wanted to type.)
What does it take to do away with evil?
It takes righteous anger, and then it takes love.
When you cannot have a conversation with an old friend, who happens to watch one of those other networks that spew partisan Pravda like rhetoric, the hate has gone too far. Hate coupled with fear coupled with ignorance is a damned dangerous combination.
What is happening on our southern border is not immigration, it is an invasion.
We have tens of thousands of American kids who need those resources now being given out to people from countries more corrupt and feckless than ours. Mexico needs to be held accountable for allowing this to happen, and it is past time. Should we invade Mexico and occupy them until the corruption is gone? Maybe we should invade DC and clean up that mess first.
Our government here in this country needs to also be held to a higher standard. We the people need to send that same message and that my friends, is with love. Whoever their sponsors are, let them know we have had enough. Stop buying their products!
Obama showed us the way through community organizing. Let’s show them the way through righteous anger, and then love.
Yeah though I walk through the valley of shadows, I will fear nothing for we are the righteous ones with the armor of God to protect us from these evil villains who hold our country captive in their evil talons. Pushing their poison through that black cable coming into our living rooms, needs to cease. Cast them out, and you do that by cutting the damned cord. Silence in the face of evil, is evil in and of itself.
What does heaven look like to you?
Does it have CNN, MSNBC or Fox?
You’re in the wrong place.
Have your ticket ready….
Can you hear the bell?
If you should decide to cut the cable, which I admit is extreme, you will have more time on your hands. My latest novel is out on Amazon, Presidential Assassin’s… Pick up your copy for a very inexpensive $2.99. 112k words of thrilling entertainment for less than some covfefe…
Yes, I am a little wound up about the subject as I see how this hate is like a poison that you take in hopes that if affects your enemy. It is killing us. Hate is incredibly destructive and used as a weapon like the media is doing, is just evil.
Whether you voted for Trump or not, he is the president of the United States and we need for him to succeed. If anyone is against him, they are against this country… Think about it. Are the people you watch for or against him. If the later, they are against the United States of American and that means that they are against you! This is absolutely true, so why are you watching them?
Not a trump sycophant, I would and did say the same things about Obama. Full disclosure, I had high expectations for Obama. I figured with him as a role model, these kids in the inner cities might be lifted up and know that anything is possible. Boy did we dial a wrong number. Racial bigotry is higher than I have seen it since the assignation of Martin Luther King.
Love is missing here, and we need to figure it out.
Thanks for reading my blog and following me.
If you look to the right you will see my twitter feed that is marketing my latest novel. Think about it as you ponder what I have said here. As always if you have some differing opinions and share them in a civil way I will happily engage you in conversation. I am not about hate, and will not tolerate its evil seeds to be sown in my garden. How do you like that metaphor?
As we age, funerals are more commonplace. Saying so long to a friend or family member is tough. Traveling the last two weeks to funerals well over 200 miles from home only to turn around and return, makes for a long day.
Driving down 30 to 20 going out west I was amazed at several things.
Speed limit 60. What does that mean?
When I was in Drivers-Ed that meant that you did 60mph or under it but not too much under as you don’t want to impede traffic flow.
I stayed right around 60, and I was impeding traffic. Most drivers were well over 70 and many over that.
Part of the problem I think is that there are too few speed limit signs posted on 30. This makes it easy to forget yourself, and before you know it, you are going much faster than 60.
I have lived here for many years, and I am not stupid enough to keep up with traffic. Just about always there is a cop outside of the city of Ft. Worth who sits there running radar. Today there was one about a tenth of a mile before the speed turned up to 65 waiting for someone to go faster.
We need more signs alerting us of the speed and a little more law enforcement visibility.
I wanted to know what person designed the roads and decided what speeds that they should be in the country? There are really good roads with slow speed limits, and then there are these “shithole” two-lane roads that are 70. FFS really!
If you look at the roads carefully, you will see tire marks on the turns where some driver took them too fast and didn’t make it. Are you working with the grim reaper to get the soul count up, or are you just that stupid?
My favorite is this, you are on this two-lane pothole-laden road doing 70 as to not get run over, in the blink of an eye, the speed goes from 70 to 30. Yes Barney Fife or the 80-year-old version of him is sitting there waiting with his number 2 pencil and big chief tablet waiting for you.
“What does it cost to go 70 in a 30?”
You got to be kidding me Cross Plains! Is that how you generate revenue? Some attorney needs to file a class action lawsuit against the town of Cross Plains for this practice. I am damned serious because they are not the only cities or towns that do this. Tickets should not be revenue generators.
Now we have the good folks in Arlington Texas. On a Saturday mind you with the temperature of 113 degrees on Hwy30, traffic comes to a standstill. “Why?”
Piss poor planning on the engineers or contractors part leaving road construction idle in an area that is congested anyway. Arlington should be pissed as they host the Cowboys, the Rangers and then there are Six Flags and a water park all right there.
It took 45 minutes to go less than one mile. Never mind that it is 113 in the shade and never mind that peoples tempers were even hotter but, if you really are pushing climate change wouldn’t thinking things through like idle construction be a good place to start?
Are you only serious about climate change when you can sell carbon credits?
How much Carbon monoxide do you think tens of thousands of cars idling for 45 minutes each puts into the atmosphere? Now factor in the large trucks billowing out black diesel fumes. Arlington, you can do better. The Rangers and Cowboys should be pissed.
“How can you do better?”
“How about a flashing sign at the 820 split warning of the 45-minute wait and you might consider taking 820 to 183 or stay on I 20 or take some other alternate routes? ” With all the tax revenue you collect how about doing something constructive with it. Save a tree or the planet or the climate! How about saving me from my head exploding! What the hell happened with common sense?”
One fellow who also sat through that mess passed the traffic doing over 100 mph in a poorly maintained car. Zipping in and out of vehicles the back of his vehicle swayed violently many times as he drove very erratically. I see those guys on crotch rockets doing that but, that car is not built for that nonsense and he will not only kill himself but probably someone else.
Hello officer Smith, it might be a good idea to have officers around the areas past the congestion like that, as people will be pissed and late and might be tempted to do stupid stuff, like this clown.
KRLD where were you with traffic on the 8 ’s?
To round out the fun of today in the 113-degree heat I want to speak to you truckers out there. Now maybe this will never get to you but just in case…Put the damned phones up!
It is bad enough when cars are all over the road because unlike the rest of humanity they are more capable of texting and driving at the same time, FFS!. Cars are not driverless yet. Trucks, on the other hand, I genuinely do not understand. You cannot get on the highway and not see it. 18 wheelers all over the damned road. When you pass them, you can see them with the phone in hand. FFS, you are going to kill someone with that thing and while you may be ok with it, the person or persons you kill I assure you will not be ok.
Why don’t trucking companies have cameras in their vehicles so they can spot idiots like this and take them off the road?
I don’t know the answer to the problem but, I have an idea…
I would encourage people to get a dash cam and when you capture something like this, post it to youtube and tag the company that the truck represents. Now if you have a passenger, then they can use their camera and get it. If you are driving and you do not have a dashcam or passenger, do not become part of the problem, just steer clear of the maniac and hope he or she doesn’t kill someone.
In summary: if you are upset with climate change, do something about having tens of thousands of car sitting in one place idling for hours on end. Plan your construction projects better. If you are the engineer who has anything to do with traffic lights, synchronize them when possible, so cars do not have to sit and idle on busy motorways.
You who figure out what the speed should be on the road, my god, put some common sense thought into the process! The inconsistencies boggle the mind. It is almost as if you tossed a dart at a bunch of numbers when you were planning it.
You need more speed limit signs on 30 and 20. You also need more police presence driving the posted speed limit setting the example. When a car doing the speed limit is impeding traffic, that is a bad thing and indicative of piss poor planning on someone’s part. More signs!
Finally my last bitch for the day…. Road construction zones. I have traveled this great nation to all states but one. I must tell you that when I see these bogus road construction signs, fines double and there is nobody around or in many cases, not one spade of dirt overturned it just smells of extortion. Yes, Extortion. To take miles of a perfectly good highway and have everyone do 55 instead of 75 only because some orange signs are posted needs to stop. Tickets should not be a source of revenue.
I would call on the state legislature to introduce a bill making this practice illegal. I would also ask to have the lower speeds in constructions zones not enforced on days when the workers are not present, again, a flashing sign.
If two-lane roads in BFE can be 70, I think a stretch of highway with no workers present can be 70 too.
Folks it is just common sense, and we seem to be short on supply…
For those of you who follow me, as I am a writer, I wanted to tell you that my latest thriller is finished. I love it!
The name of the work is called “Presidential Assassins.” The manuscript will now go to editing, and the cover art still has to be created.
The story is so good, you’re going to love it!
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Greetings and Happy Sunday!
I hope you are having a great weekend.
In church this morning I heard a story that reminded me of a situation that happened in my life that I wanted to share.
Years ago I was driving through the city of Lewisville Texas. Lewisville is home to a many who live north of Dallas and south of Denton. There are a few shops that I go to on occasion.
On this particular day, I was trying to find a new place I had heard about. Taking the exit one must go under a bridge, around a loop and then go back down the feeder on the southbound side of I35.
The time of day was in the early afternoon so the sun about 20 feet above the street if it were right in front of you.
Once traversing the bridge the way to get to southbound feeder was ill-defined at best. There were two entrances one of which had “do not enter signs” around it. The other did not.
Now I had never been on this particular stretch of road. It looked confusing, so I actually stopped and looked around to see what I was missing. There in the parking lot across the street was one of Lewisville’s finest sitting there I assumed running radar. Looking once more that the intersection I turned into the entrance without the “do not enter” signs.
The same officer that I saw sitting there was now behind me with his lights flashing.
“Pull over in the parking lot!” I hear with my windows closed.
Ok, I was not speeding, had my turn signal on, why is he back there?
Getting out of his cruiser he asks for the usual stuff and disappears into his car.
After seeing that I was not a threat to mankind, not wanted for anything and that my insurance, license sticker and everything else was up to date, he hands me a ticket for making an illegal left turn.
“Where was the sign that said don’t do this,” I enquired?
“They don’t have one but they should, he explained. But, if you go back and look up, you will see some signs with arrows on them and one with an X through a left turn arrow.”
As he thanks me for my courtesy, he gets back into his cruiser and floors it, screeching the tire igniting all 500 horses into a full gallop as he leaves the scene of his crime-fighting efforts.
I took the time to turn around and go find the sign. Friends, there it was, 20 feet in the air and about 50 feet in front of the intersection were some arrows, and one certainly had a line through it for the left turn.
Do you remember what else was at 20 feet above the ground?
Yes, the glaring sun blinding you and obscured the signs for anyone to see.
I am not an advocate of hating on police officers. As a matter of fact, I have many who are close personal friends. This 30-year-old man could have done many things including at the very least offering me a warning, as this was my first ticket ever!
I, in fact, drove over a 1000 miles a week for 15 years and never got a ticket.
Looking at all the options, they make it really easy to send them the $200 plus dollars if you take differed adjudication.
What that means is, if you don’t get another ticket in a year, it does not show up on your record. You just go up to the window there and hand the clerk a credit card, and you’re done.
That was ten years ago, and I have still not gone back to Lewisville to shop. I did drive through that intersection on a recent trip to see if they had changed it, and they have indeed put some signs at eye level that take the confusion out of the process.
I guess that officer had to find another honey hole to use to hunt for confused drivers. I am sure that they exist, I have seen them as I travel a good bit.
There is an issue when one gets a ticket. That is this. I think it makes you a less safe driver, at least it did with me. I started second guessing every move that I made. Much like a student driver, I deliberately thought about each and every action when I drove.
Like life, we tend to do things automatically. We don’t think about driving like we don’t think about breathing. You just do it. If the signs are appropriately placed and thought out, that is what it should be like.
This man knew and I would guess was purposefully sitting there at this time of day knowing full well those signs would be hiding in front of the sun, which they were. He admitted that they should have a no left turn sign at eye level. Then he hands me a $210 ticket and leaves, screeching his tires and using unnecessary acceleration to get onto the feeder.
I wanted to take it to court. Because of a head-on collision with a drunk driver 30 years ago, I physically cannot sit for any length of time. So in effect, I am deprived of my legal rights to be heard by our system of justice, as I cannot physically sit in one place while they go through there painful procedures at the speed of grass growing.
Allow me to be very clear. I honor our men and women in blue. As I stated, I have many close friends who serve in this capacity. Those that I have shared this story with called the man a prick. I had a few other choice words which I will not share.
Having said that never, I repeat never adjudicate your case on the side of the road. We recently learned of an officer in Roswell using a coin toss app to see if he should detain a driver.
In Irving not long ago we saw a woman accosted on the side of the road by an officer.
Make sure they can see your hands at all times. If they pull you over in the evening make damned sure that your light inside the car is on and your hands are in plain sight. When they pull you over their adrenaline is pumping, and they too are human and might mistake a sneeze for you pulling a gun on them.
“Yes Sir, No sir, thank you officer!” should be the most common words in your vocabulary when dealing with the man or woman in blue. Judges go through a little more training than the people in blue do, and they are not afraid for their lives like the person who just chased you down might be, and is now wondering what he or she is about to face.”
I was driving a minivan, a soccer mom mobile so I am confident that this young person felt that it was a safe bet to pull me over and save the world from my illegal left turn. FFS!
The losers are the cops and the City of Lewisville. Yes, they got $210 of my hard earned money. But, that cop represents all police. He represents an unfair practice of finding confusing intersections and waiting for someone who is driving on automatic mode and not expecting something so out of the ordinary. Or my personal favorite is the officers who sit in parking lots at the bottom of a hill with their radars shooting up the hill.
If you need a radar gun to tell that I am speeding by a couple of miles an hour you probably should not stop me.
This man who stopped me works or worked for a group of people who think what he did was great, and wish they had thought of it. The city loses because I don’t take my business there any longer, period. I will go way out of my way to stay out of that city and have done so since the ticket fiasco.
Business owners in Lewisville should probably go to a city council meeting and bring this up. Do I still sound pissed? Yes, I think I am. That was unfair and wrong and just Bullshit!
Will they miss my money that I spend elsewhere? Will they lose the tax revenue? Probably not but, you see I am also a writer, Unlike that officer who could have made me aware of the sign hidden by the sun, and then tell me to have a beautiful day he chose to use it as a revenue-generating moment.
I chose to use this blog to point out that there are people in this world who are self-serving and some of them wear blue.
I am of the opinion that all money generated from traffic infractions should not be in the city’s coffers. Generating revenue from tickets encourages speed traps which I have seen throughout the country.
I am for law enforcement, just not as a source of revenue.
As I leave you today, I want to leave you with this thought. As I complain about an unjust treatment and an abuse of the vehicular codes, my heart and prayers go out to the officer and his family today who died in the line of duty. The officer was viciously attacked by a person with a rock and then shot with his own gun multiple times.
These people disserve the ability to work their shifts protecting us, and serving us, and then go home to their families where they transform into mom or dad until their next shift.
As I write this, I got a news alert telling me of three cops shot and the shooter killed. Pray for the police and their families.
I could pontificate about why this is happening, but when you see the heated rhetoric in this country today, and you see Hattie become a no man’s land because of civil unrest, just possibly it is time we dial back the rhetoric a little bit @CNN…
There is a loss of respect for just about everyone, and it is justified or rationalized through the lens of hate. I don’t hate that officer that misused his position of authority, I dislike what he did, and I think it is a disservice to his uniform, his fellow officers, and his community.
Those that push this hate driven agenda don’t care. They need the country divided at all cost, and it is a ploy that anarchists have used for centuries. With social media, it is just much more accessible.
A little over a year ago I upgraded from an iPhone 5s to a 6s. Apple and the cell provider service had ceased providing discounts, so the purchase of the entire cost of the phone is on the consumer.
Every iteration of the iPhone has been around $1000.00 Let that sink in for a moment.
Now I think that the consumer protection agency should be all over this but what do I know. Apple in its quest to become even richer did something to the phones through their IOS updates to cripple the 6S. In doing so everyone that I knew that still had a 6S had similar complaints, the battery did not last at all.
Slowing the speed of the processor down through its IOS update was bad enough, making the phone, unusable criminal.
I had just paid my last 35 dollar payment on the phone when all of this came about. The timing was a coincidence as others who had their paid for in advance also stopped working acceptably around then as well.
I began the process of looking at the newer products, the seven the 8 and now the 10, all of which came out during the time I have had the 6S…
While I was thinking about buying the ten, it dawned on me that all of the accessories that I had purchased for the 5 and six would also be e-clutter or e-trash. This is wasteful! Where do we go with this?
Making an appointment with the “geniuses” They ran diagnostics on my phone and told me that the battery was working fine. They could not tell me what the speed of the processor was or anything that interested me, but they could say to me that the battery was fine. I know that it is not but, how do I prove it?
Two weeks later, the phone is on the charger when it rings; the battery is at 100%. A 27-minute phone call the battery is critical in the red.
Once again I am back in the mode of buying a new phone or going back and arguing with the geniuses.
I make another appointment. When I get there, I insist that they change the battery. Little did I realize that other places in the area change the battery as well.
The phone, off the charger in the morning and used several times during the day, is still in the 90% range when I return home in the evening.
The more significant issue is, what is the life expectancy of a phone?
In my world of IT, budget planning is paramount.
The lifespan of a desktop PC is five
The lifespan of a laptop is three years
The lifespan of a smartphone is three
With the average cost of a smartphone around $1000.00, one can easily see that this must be factored into your annual budget.
When Apple or pick your vendor arbitrarily cripples a device making it unusable not only does it damage their relationship with their customers but it does severe damage to a business’s who provide such things to their employees.
I always suggest that we allow the employee to get the phone they want, and then we will enable them to expense the monthly cost of the service. If they want a new phone every time Apple or Samsung develops one, then they can get it on their dime.
The bottom line is the phone should last no less than three years.
If I had a suggestion to make cell phones better I would like to see them made in such a way that I can purchase a replacement battery and change it myself.
As always your thoughts on this or any other topic are welcome.
Someone posted a picture on social media just last night that would cause the most leftist in the world to think twice about their stance on abortion.
Some man dug through a dumpster behind a Planned Parenthood, removing dozens of aborted fetuses displaying them all in such a way as to create an emotional riptide. Either you would be swayed for or against with no room in the middle. In fact, you would have to be pretty depraved to not see this as an act against humanity.
I won’t post the picture, but many of those babies looked very late term. Working in Neo-Natal, I have seen preemies smaller than them who are alive today!
He even went so far as to put opened juice boxes in some of the trays which contained the babies.
He humanized the fetuses to drive once again the point home that these are babies and not lumps of tissue like a cancerous tumor.
The end of the story is he is going to give them all a decent burial instead of them being tossed in the dumpster with the empty pizza boxes, plastic straws, and Styrofoam cups.
Decent human being, or provocateur?
I would argue both.
This is the world we live in today. This is why we cannot have an intelligent conversation on any topic. From guns to an invasion on our borders, the community organizers of the world have made it to where we are close to civil war as we can no longer see eye to eye on anything.
When I was young, there were two issues you did not talk about. Women’s lib and religion.
Why? Both are fraught with emotion, and few can debate the topics without “feelings.”
The travel ban was recently upheld by the supreme court on the narrowest of margins, why?
The constitution clearly states the president has that right.
A judge in Hawaii strikes it down because of what?
The judge took the then “candidate Trumps rhetoric” and put an emotional spin on it, and became an activist himself causing more consternation and civil discourse tearing at the fabric of this country.
The judge on the ninth circuit was wrong, his logic was skewed, and I think his ex-boss and college roommate provoked his decision to act as a way to community organize. We know for a fact that he was visited by him right before he interjected his stupid argument.
Community organizing is in short tapping into our tribal instinct through the manipulations of your emotions. Pro-life shows a bunch of aborted babies in a dumpster, pro-choice shows some disenfranchised women who now must resort to a coat hanger in an alley.
OF course, there is no middle ground because you must be corralled into one camp or the other. Which community are you part of?
When one becomes a judge no matter what the issue, the judge is to interpret the laws and that is what the magistrate makes a ruling on. Emotions or feelings are not part of the decision process.
That, however, is not the case as we see time after time. It is all about emotions and screws the constitution of at least half the country. Either I get it my way or you all are bigots, racists, deplorable and I could go on. When the conversation turns into name calling the person calling the names knows they don’t have any ammunition, they are wrong so the megaphone and name calling is their tactic.
How many times have murderers been let free because of some technicality in the law or some juror was swayed by some lawyer who knew how to push his or her emotional buttons to create that ever so handy “beyond the shadow of a doubt.”
Yes, it took over a year for the supreme court to come up with a 5 to 4 decision on something that is apparently in the president’s bailiwick to do. The fact that four of the supreme court justices weighed in against the president tells you the state of our country. The law is clear period. They should not be judges.
If Judges were to do their job without feelings, without being an activist, it would make no difference if a liberal or conservative picked them, hence the flaw in our judiciary system. Feelings are irrelevant.
Supreme court Justices should be held accountable and should be able to be fired. I think they can be impeached, but I do not pretend to know the mechanism of that or what would constitute the reason for that action. They, in fact, need a boss that can keep them to a higher standard then what they hold themselves to.
Without this you have a non-elected branch of the government making laws that you must follow and they are there like so many other third world countries, for life!
That is true of any judge, who steps outside of his or her boundaries.
“Here is the case, here is the case law, This is how the constitution regards it, what say you?”
I want to put a different spin on abortion that might upset some of you but that is what we do isn’t it. We talk about controversial subjects, and we try to do it without injecting our personal beliefs. Once you are locked in on your own opinions or feelings, you are closed to the possibility that you are wrong.
Full disclosure, I lean pro-life. I lean that way rather hard because someone needs to stand up for the child. Someone needs to stand up for those who cannot speak for themselves. Having said that, is abortion always a bad idea?
I will not (NOT) allow the argument that it is a woman’s body and therefore it is her right to choose. If you get aids or some other STD from unwise sexual conduct can you just “decide” not to have a terminal illness? Nobody has a right to kill another or take another’s life. Where would it stop if they did? We have seen many mothers or parents kill their children, was it her choice and right? She brought them into the world is it her right to take them out? I could easily make the argument it was. “She stayed out late past curfew too many times, so I killed her. Her actions were giving my family a bad name; she had to die. She was defective. End of story.”
Here is the twist.
There was a video on social media of a mother tossing her half-naked daughter off the couch. When the child started to cry she viscously beat the child. As the child continued to cry, she kicked her and then stood on her so she could not get air into her lungs to cry.
The video was hard to watch, and yes, I would have had no problems with locking the woman up right there and then. I would argue the death penalty, and I would volunteer to push the plunger or pull the trigger. Defective people like that need to be out of society and, if not rehabilitatable, sent back to the manufacturer, GOD, to see what went wrong.
This was my emotional response. It made me sick and angry. At that moment, I was enraged.
What should justice look like for her?
In the case of a sick person such as this who are so selfish that they opt to abort, would it not be kinder for the child not to be given to such a person?
This issue has caused me many sleepless nights as I can see a case to allow seriously stuffed up women to abort their babies.
There are so many ways to keep from having an “unplanned” pregnancy but, we have people who will flirt with aids, flirt with death at the end of a needle, and of course, do drugs and smoke while carrying a baby.
I have not interviewed anyone at planned parenthood, but just maybe they are pragmatic about this like I am trying to be in this “twist” on the issue.
Is that why the dumpster is full of dead babies?
Are they not babies?
They look like babies, you can clearly see that they were humans, how can you disassociate yourself from the baby aspect of what this is? How can you as a doctor who is not to harm, kill babies still in the womb?
Should the babies in that dumpster belong in that dumpster? How many women have carried full term and then tossed the baby into a trash? Too many to count. How cheap is life?
Often I find that those that kill, find that life is pretty cheap until it is theirs on the wrong end of a needle.
If a woman wants an abortion, the chances are good that she is not going to be a great mother so just maybe it is kinder to the child.
I realize this is emotional dynamite and that is why we have the rhetoric today by the leftist regarding this SCOTUS pick.
Roe V Wade will not be overturned. On the off chance that it is then the states will be forced to deal with it like they are dealing with legalized pot. Maybe that is the right answer.
The bottom line is elections have consequences and the leftist in this country lost.
Until you strip all of the layers of the onion back, you cannot know what you are dealing with. Decisions, where laws are concerned, must be made without fear mongering or empathy. I can be sympathetic to your cause, but if I am empathetic,, I put myself in your shoes and not the shoes of the collective or the masses.
This is why a pick for a Supreme Court Justice must be made in a very practical matter.
I hope you enjoy the fourth of July and for those of you in other countries thanks for reading my take on things.
As always feel free to comment.
I spend hours on these blogs as I want them to be thought-provoking and open up a dialogue on just about any subject. No subject should be off the table.
My novels are selling nicely, but I still have a day job… If you haven’t read my work, why not?
Seriously I am 50 K words into my latest thriller, and it is coming along great!
Would a delicious little butt warming start the evening off with a bang!?
This post is going to be fun.
Yes, I get some exciting e-mails in response to my novels. Unlike some authors, I am here to respond to questions. While my books are selling better than ever, I still have lots of work to do. “I still have a day job.”
Marketing is paramount in that even with an agent, an author still must market themselves. Why not use e-mails from people like you to talk about my novels and why I write what I do.
In Nudists of Shangri-La Hal and Judy have been married a few years. The novelty of marriage and living with another person has worn off. Some men are driven by their job. They, in fact, are career minded which might be a holdover from the period of time when they were hunter-gatherers. Yes, it is in the breeding.
Hal, the naughty boy, has ignored his lovely wife’s need for love. He has, in fact, neglected his dance partner by not doing the horizontal mambo in several months. Judy stays at home and is feeling pretty put out with her life. Like some ladies, she blames herself. Has she put on a few extra pounds? Why does Hal not find her attractive? Is there someone else? How does she get the spark back?
They both inherited large sums of money so why is Hal working so hard. Why is he not taking advantage of their good fortune and traveling the world with Judy?
Hal is unaware that Judy has a dark secret which is a fantasy that she has kept to herself.
Experimenting in college with her roommate, Judy knew that she was different. Her sexual appetite was robust to say the very least. She knew she could love another woman and she did.
Trying to stay true to Hal she had plenty of time to spend by herself and BOB. (battery operated boyfriend) Judy, like all of us, has this internal demon. We have fantasies, and Judy was no exception. In the back of her mind, she wondered what it would be like to give up control to someone else. To be subservient to the point of allowing herself to be dominated. Those fantasies kept her and her “Hitachi” busy on days when Hal worked late or when he left her alone in bed in the mornings.
• The fantasy involved old bosses and even a teacher who scolded her.
• They involved a school dean hired by her parents to straighten her out.
• They involved frustrated old nuns who would like nothing better than to paddle her.
• Why was her demon into this kind of humiliation?
• If she was to allow this what would happen, what would she allow?
• What if people were watching?
• Would she mind a little pain?
• What if this person was a large man?
• What if he had a reputation for being sadistic?
• What would it be like to be restrained where he could have his way with her?
• The idea of people watching as her clothing was removed only partially excited her. What if…?
• What if he used a belt or a paddle?
• What if he was a large man with calloused hands?
• She wondered if she would feel his callouses on her smooth pink bottom?
• Judy wanted Hal to play into her fantasy, and he was interested in work and his career.
• Hal was not experimental and indeed not into role play.
A letter from her roommate appeared, and she called her. Sally had sent her a brochure on a place in the California hills where they could go and be alone. There was a camp which taught enlightenment. Sally knew this might interest Judy. Sally wanted to re-live some memories with her college roommate and getting her away from Texas and Hal, was her goal.
Living through the several days with the scheduled events with Sally excited Judy. The camp was designed around being nude in public. Not only were you nude but, there were no curtains on the windows in the cabins. The lessons to be learned were obscured until you sat through the classes and did the exercises.
This theme spoke to Judy’s demon who wanted more. Getting Hal to bring her to the class the following spring was an effort of herculean proportions. While there in the next group was a large dark man with his wife. They had a reputation for being sadistic. Judy had to know more… His wife had stripes on her backside, and those were an advertisement to Judy’s demon.
Sleepless nights thinking about those purple stripes pushed her to confront her demon.
In Nudists of Shangri-La, there is a chapter of the novel dedicated to the question in the title. In fact, the section is rather steamy and created for mature adults.
In the Sequel, some of our old friends introduced in the first novel come back to play as Hal and Judy create a clothing optional resort in East Texas. The leader of Shangri-La visits his place and teaches his class in Texas, broadening his ability to reach more people.
Steve and his crew of pornography actors and camera people come out to film on location, enticing Judy, and her friends to take part in the process.
Perpetual Palpitation is making a strong showing in the UK and down under.
While all of my 30 novels are selling, some of those selling are noteworthy.
Spending the last few months marketing my novels that I have created thus far is part of the goal to see what you all would like to read. This exercise is paramount, so I know what my next book will be about.
If you have a suggestion, I am all about listening to you as most of you well know.
I have an update I wanted to share with you. Many from this blog and my books have suggested that I write a third in this series. Ok…..
Today I started the third in the series. The characters are playing around and I think I will have something for you to wet your …appetite… Soon enough.
Thanks for the e-mails, Follows, retweets and of course you followers here thanks so much!
I have a twitter campaign I just started to point more potential bloggers and followers here. If you come from Twitter welcome and thanks. Make your self at home!
Does that camera on your PC see more than you think it does?
Have you masturbated in front of your computer?
Were you being watched?
Ever since spying on citizens has come into vogue with recent news reports, did we ever think in an Orwellian way? Probably not.
When laptop computers were given to school kids soon enough we learned that some folks in the IT department had programmed their machine with a bot which would allow them to spy on schoolkids in their bedroom.
Having been a digital forensic expert since the 1980s, the creativity of which scammers work just amazes me.
The subject was this: Yоur соmрuter hаs а gооd саmerа, I hаve yоur рhоtоs.
Dо nоt mind оn my illitеrасy, I am frоm China.
I uрlоаded thе mаliсiоus рrоgram on your systеm. Sinсе thаt mоment I рilfеrеd аll privy bаckgrоund frоm yоur system. Аdditiоnаlly I hаvе sоme morе соmрrоmising еvidеnсе. The mоst intеrеsting еvidеnсе thаt I stоlе- its a videоtаре with yоur mаsturbаtiоn. I аdjustеd virus оn а роrn wеb sitе аnd аftеr yоu lоаdеd it. Whеn yоu dесidеd with thе video аnd tарped оn a рlаy buttоn, my dеlеtеrious sоft аt оnсе sеt uр оn yоur systеm. Аfter adjusting, yоur саmеrа shооt thе vidеotаpе with yоu sеlf-аbusing, in аddition it sаvеd рreсisеly the роrn vidеo you mаsturbаtеd оn. In nеxt fеw dаys my mаlwаre сollеctеd аll yоur sосial and wоrk сontаcts.
If yоu wаnt tо deletе the rеcоrds- раy me 350 eurо in BTС(cryрtосurrency). I prоvide you my Btс numbеr – 1Cot7RaTfFQyeJ2yj5bxUsSX2zBf131Umo Yоu have 24 hours aftеr reаding. Whеn I get transfer I will destrоy thе videotaре evermore. Othеr wаy I will send thе tape to all your cоllеаgues and friends.
If you had or ever have done something like what he is describing your blood might run cold as you read his or her message.
You might even be trying to figure out how much 350 Euro is in relation with your money.
The scams are many and this is one of a thousand. I try and highlight the interesting ones from time to time as I appreciate the effort that they put into them.
Thier mistake is sending them to me.
What this toad does not realize is, I could very possibly walk up to him or her in a crowd with a little effort and ambition on my part. If I can do it, the Feds can most certainly do it. This e-mail did not come from China. It actually originated from Washington State. Would you like to know the cable network and the IP address that it came from?
This is extortion and the FBI should be all over this. Why aren’t they?
I wonder how many will fall for this type of coercion from kids in their mother’s basement.
The wild wild west is in your living room, and your computer hosts it.
Make sure you use common sense practice with your computer and have good anti-virus software running.
My novels are selling well and if you are one of the purchasers of them thanks so much!
Good Evening from the States. Some of you know, many do not, that This fine fellow and I are related. I am rather proud of this fact and have a soft spot in my heart for this heritage.
I try to keep up with what is going on through the likes of the BBC, but it would seem that we are not getting the whole truth. Is journalism dead or is it now propaganda?
Years ago there was something known as “Yellow Journalism.” Today we don’t even tell half-truths we craft the news to fit a narrative. This is not only sad but dangerous. People cannot possibly vote correctly without the truth. That is the point and why they want to control the narrative.
My dear cousin is rolling in his grave as I learned that reporters can be jailed for telling the truth.
There are gangs of miscreants raping girls, and the press does not want it out there. Why?
Is there no one in the UK with some balls to stand up to the politically correct? What would Winston say about this mess?
I can tell you, but this blog might never see the light of day in #London.
Many of us in the states have watched with trepidation the way that the UK is imploding. We wait and then we see the progressives in this country trying to push this country into that same direction.
We elected Trump to stop the madness. We needed someone who was not a Cockwomble to do the will of the people and not those on Ave. K.
You let them take your guns then they strip you of your rights one at a time until you are at the complete mercy of the invading force in your country. It is an invasion.
We too are being invaded by people fleeing tyranny from Mexico and South America. They cannot fight as their guns were taken away, so they either run or succumb to the barbarians. 29,000 people were murdered in Mexico in 2017, but our media does not talk about it.
How many have you all lost to violence?
Does your media tell you?
The next time you vote for anything I suggest that you carefully vet who or what you vote for. The EU seems to be on the precipice of failure, and it is your own damned fault.
There can be no “political correctness!” It was invented as a way to silence you.
You had best fight now, or you will all be slaves to the elite among you.
Start by getting your free speech back, and then get your guns.
Elect leaders who have your best interests at heart and not those from other countries.
Let me know if you need a great speech, I am a writer among other things.
If I ask you to go build an airport, where would you start?
• What is your passion?
• When you write, what is it that stirs up your juices?
• Is what you have to say worthy to be read?
• Is your diatribe worth my time?
• If you are writing a novel, why?
I launched a young lady on a path towards a career in writing this weekend. She has a job that is far from disinteresting, and in fact, she has a story to tell. She was trying to figure out the details.
When a child is confronted with cleaning up his room, he or she generally looks at the job as insurmountable especially if “everything” is out of place. Writing as in life if we were correctly raised we learned to break the impossible task into small bites. Much like project management.
If I ask you to go build an airport, where would you start?
In writing, we can analyze ourselves into paralysis. One “author,” wrote that she writes one sentence properly and will not go to the next until it is perfect. “Paralysis.”
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…” Go….
Obviously, I am not going to steal that. I wrote it to make a point.
When I start a novel, I have an idea I want to pursue. Whether it is time travel or discovering a derelict spacecraft hidden away for eons, I start with just a thought.
I keep the first page which I label a manifest in which I put notes of who is who and where and so forth as the story progresses.
Some people storyboard their books which is ok if that is how you write. My point to her and to you is that there is no right or wrong way as long as the final “deliverable” is a book worth reading.
People had been giving this girl so much advice. So much so that not one word is on paper or virtual paper.
“The cold air cut through her clothes like a knife as she left the terminal headed to the shuttle. Caroline had no idea that the winters in St Paul could be so bitterly cold! “
• Who is Caroline?
• What is she doing in Minnesota in the winter time?
• Why does she not expect the weather to be so extreme?
• Where did she fly in from?
• Why is she there?
• What does she look like?
• What exactly is she wearing?
In less than three minutes I have created the opening line to a book, and I have also asked some pretty fundamental questions. We must address these and others in some future paragraphs or pages or chapters.
Take any project in bite-size pieces, stop and ask some pretty essential questions and consider your audience. Who are they?
Don’t worry about punctuation or spelling or participles when you are creative. You can always edit it later when you have the characters all playing together.
Hope that this answers some questions and helps those that want to write and not know how to get started.
One word after another is a good start.
Blogs are a great place to explore ideas and get to know others. If they follow you something about you interests them. Blogs are an excellent way to seek advice from those that follow you but, be careful about that.
Blogs are an excellent way to market your work and to practice your craft.
Don’t let blogging or marketing get in the way of your novel. The creative process is not one that can be regulated as many writers try to do.
Before I elucidate on this subject, let me thank you for taking the time to visit my blog. Allow me to ask you to do something for me. If you like what I am saying herein please repost it, or press it, or tweet about it. My goal is to shed some light on this subject and see if we can’t turn the volume down some, on the hate in this country and around the globe.
“Hate is a poison that you take in hopes it will affect someone else.”
The amount of vitriol in this country is just incredible. The recent remarks by Samantha Bee regarding the president’s daughter, Ivanka, were so over the top, so charged with hate and venom, it floored me.
When did comedians stop being funny? I find nothing funny or humorous about what Samantha said. The “C” word when referring to a woman is just over the top messed up. Using the “C” word when referring to someone you disagree with is the epitome of, “I don’t really have a good argument, so I will just call you names.” To me, that is worse than the “N” word. Frankly, it is offensive to the point of utter revulsion!
Why did it take you so long to apologize, did you take a poll?
I know what comedians are doing and why they are doing it but, they do a disservice to you and me as humans. They, in fact, dehumanize all of us with remarks like that.
There are several celebrities including the likes of Amy Schumer who spread their brand of hate using absolute lies. Kathy Griffin with the severed head was so over the top. The comments by late-night comedians are not only vapid where facts are concerned but, also abhorrent when talking about not only a sitting president but those that voted for him or her.
Amy Schumer not only called Trump racists and homophobic, but she also likened all of his voters or supporters as KKK members. Not stopping there, not unlike Hillary with her deplorable comment, she charged that unlike the smart people who supported Hillary “a Champion of women’s rights,” Trump supporters were just stupid.
Schumer’s rant in the Huffington Post months ago centered around a fake quote where allegedly Trump called all Republicans stupid. That meme was baseless and later debunked by the liberal fact-finding entity known as Snopes. Of course, it was debunked long after it had served its political purpose.
Many on the left hold themselves as sacrosanct and above reproach. As the #Me2 movement took on a life of its own, we find that those who hide behind the veil of Hollywood are also far from perfect. Did they wake up? Did the pussy hat wearing Nasty women figure out that they are not perfect?
I doubt it, their trade is in hate and fear mongering. Not unlike Schumer, their reality is not based on fact but on hate-filled rhetoric that gens up the base. Very sad actually.
Schumer and her ilk were campaigning for a woman who cheated Bernie Sanders, has no issues skirting around the law as if it does not apply to her and defends her husband’s lascivious behavior around other women. She, in fact, seemed to condone his affair with Monica.
Hillary was no bastion for women then or now.
While the lists of her epic failures as a politician are long, her shortcomings as a human being are even longer. Between her and Bill they could easily be the modern-day equivalent of Bonnie and Clyde while dealing in Uranium instead of small-time bank holdups.
Deleting and acid washing 33,000 emails after they were subpoenaed is a big deal, Amy!
Taking hammers to blackberries and other government-owned devices after they were subpoenaed is a big deal.
So why are those on the left so enamored with people who are so vile and corrupt?
This fact goes to the root of why you and I hate.
We do so because we are told to hate.
Our “dark side, or what I refer to as the demon within” is fed by their lies. We, in fact, hate good news and will dismiss it when it is about someone we despise and will eat up any lie or bastardization of the truth if it paints our foe in a bad light. That is human nature. The politicians know it, depend upon it, and uses it!
This simple fact is why the “comedians” are so successful in their efforts for their own fifteen minutes of fame. All they have to do is identify a need and fill it. There is a strong need to hate Donald Trump. It is easy to say things which are fallacious, salacious or scandalous which the haters will find delightful while coveting the shocking news which might paint him in a bad light. They are in fact fed when someone says something ugly about Trump or his administration. The news media was gleeful when the North Korean Summit was called off.
It would appear that the destruction of this country as we know it as long as Donald Trump failed would be ok with the media. How sad is that?
There is a well-documented instance of this just a few months ago when Joy Behar was gleeful on TV when Brian Williams reported that Flynn would testify that Trump ordered him to collude with the Russians.
If what they say carries a viral component, even if false, the damage will be done long before the Trump team can go on defense. This is also true in any political campaign.
If you are not for this president, you are against this country!
There is a long and sordid history of media bias which they learned from the likes of Edward Louis Bernays. (1891-1995) Edward was an Austrian-American pioneer in the field of propaganda or (public relations.)
Without the complete science of the art, it boils down to emotion. If I can stir up your feelings, I can manipulate you. You will notice that almost no political ads are based on logic. They are almost all based on throwing grandma off the cliff or letting children starve or killing young animals, or death panels or taking old peoples money away.
To win an election, all I must do is paint the narrative of what is wrong, and who is responsible for it, and do so in an emotional way.
Sally Struthers enjoyed a long career of crying on TV for the starving kids by presenting them in your living room. A very small percentage of the donations went to the cause.
Did you ever wonder why they just don’t take the money spent on the ads and feed the kids? Misery is a big business. Other organizations seem to also fall into that same boat which is just a shame. We must as good stewards of our money do our due diligence on any company or organization that you intend to donate money to.
If its CEO is making tons of cash you had better look at what percentage of the money goes to the cause that you care about.
What is wrong, who is to blame for it, and what will you do to make it right.
What it takes to “right the ship equate to Campaign promises.” When made, few if any are rarely if ever kept. In actual politics, it is about saying what the public wants to hear. That is why so many say things which are not consistent as they travel the country.
The hope is that enough voters are so busy with the family, making ends meet, and of course, the kids and soccer that they cannot pay attention to the missteps of the candidates. Add to the fray, football, basketball, baseball, Nascar and whatever is trending on Twitter, that Americans’ will grow tired of the political crap and tune out.
That is why we have “Fake News 24X7 on multiple channels.” All of them reading from the same script as they are all related. Want the real news, try OAN. The MSM has been trying to get them off the air since they started. They must control the narrative. That is why 98% of the news on CNN, MSNBC, ABC, CBS is negative regarding this president.
Unemployment is at the lowest rate in 50 years! Pelosi was telling us Friday that those numbers mean nothing. Just like the tax cut giving people larger paychecks mean nothing. According to Pelosi.
Call me a conspiracy nut or a science fiction writer, which I am but…isn’t it odd that when many American’s are getting larger paychecks that the price of gas went up about that same amount? Did someone call in a favor to those folks in the middle east? They cut production raising the cost per barrel. Why did they do it?
What would you care to wager that after the midterms they raise production back up?
Throughout history what comes out of DC is for the good of the rich and famous or possibly just the rich. Unfortunately, it is more often than not the middle class who bears the brunt of the rape of the country and its finances. Those that are hurt are the people who can afford to actually pay taxes.
A common theme in the liberal agenda is confiscating guns. Not sure why but, that is their end goal. We could speculate on the reasons but we don’t really need to. We can look at countries where their guns were confiscated through history and get some idea what they might have in mind.
If you google gun control you will find that more recent post by left-leaning writers or sources attempts to debunk what despots do. Before long we may all have to go find books at the library as the stuff on the internet seems malleable.
This article is pretty close to correct but again, if you really want the truth maybe it is time to get a library card.
If you are still not convinced, go read about other repressive regimes in our current day and time and then connect those dots to human rights violations. You will see that there is a direct link between the more repressive the regimes the worse the violations.
Lastly on this topic, we can speak of immigration. 29,000 people were murdered in Mexico in 2017. Their government took their guns away as there was too much gun violence. The cartels and gang members failed to get the message to turn their guns in. Do you think that the criminal element here in the states would turn theirs in if the Democrats get their way and grab the guns?
Is it any wonder why so many from Central and South America want to come to the States?
Why does our MSM not talk about the murder rate in Mexico?
If Americans understood what was going on south of the border would it be an inconvenient truth?
If you met Trump do you think you would like him as a person?
The Bible tells us we will know a good tree by its fruit.
While we are not to judge others we can glean a clue to who they are by their actions or works.
“Trump talked about grabbing some girl by the pussy! He is a bad person!”
Hmmm, did he actually do that? I mean did he actually reach between some ladies legs and grab her pussy?
Here is some food for thought.
We don’t know if he did or did not do it. He says that he did not, and in fact was engaging in locker room banter with a friend who just happened to not be that great of a friend, as he was recording him.
With his hubris, it is more conceivable to me that he might say something crass like that just to brag to a friend showing his prowess or swagger. Truth told, he is rich and there are a lot of “ladies” out there who would allow many things for a few of his financial favors.
“Cough … Stormy Daniels.”
Even I don’t see that one. Again do what it takes to damage your opponent at all cost.
Do you remember this little picture?
They pulled out all the stops to try and discredit this president appealing to common decency. That is funny coming from the left.
And let us not forget our friend Cruze finding yet another picture from her days as a model flooding every mailbox in Utah with it as “your New First Lady.” This was targeting the Mormons which is one of the few states Cruz won in the primaries.
Nothing is off limits during an election, and it would seem once you are in office.
If you look at Trump from a pragmatic standpoint, (not emotional,) you would know that he does not drink, do drugs or imbibe in many of the trappings of the rich and famous. If he does nothing mind altering what could he do that the rich do?
They have gold plated toilets.
They have planes with their brand on them.
They have helicopters with their brand on them.
They have buildings with their name on them
I think Melania is beautiful although I am afraid that this job and its attacks are having adverse effects on him and his family. I think the swamp is, in fact, fighting back with every weapon they can find.
I would say they enjoy nice food but we know he eats McDonalds and diet Coke.
“Hey, Mr.President Sir! , Try a Whataburger…their fries are better too!”
Oh yes, they might enjoy bragging about what they have accomplished or what they might do.
What joys does he obtain from being rich?
Looking at his last few months, I am amazed that he has not said “screw this!” and walked away. A lesser man most certainly would have. I know that Oberman and his ilk pray for that. Their venom spews from every pore of their slimy subhuman existence, and yet Trump stays there in defiance. He is a fighter, you have to give it to him. Like him or not he is a fighter.
With the Me2 movement, it is easy to make a claim that is fictitious where a celebrity is concerned and have it stick. In fact, if it is a man involved, they are tried in the media and court of public opinion long before anything is ever proven. The claim of guilt is damaging enough to have the same effect as if they really had done what they had been accused of.
Harry Reid knew this when he deliberately said from the Senate floor that Mitt Romney had not paid any taxes. He knew it was a lie when he said it but he did anyway. Months later when later interviewed about his prevarication by the press his response was “He didn’t win did he?”
In politics, the ends justify the means. This is a sad and depressing fact that we would all do good to remember. Nothing is off limits in politics.
I have no illusions of who Trump is or what he is about. I believe that he is probably narcissistic. I do have an idea that this “job” he has undertaken, probably has humbled him some. Just possibly God has something in mind for him.
The truth is, that God can use anyone for his glory, even Trump.
“TW, why do you say this about him. Surely God could have found someone better?”
Every time that I try and second guess God, I am wrong. I was thinking back to the kinds of people God used throughout history and I decided that I would probably not like any of them in person.
If we had the MSM back in the day, what would they have said about David or Paul?
Can you imagine what a 24-hour news cycle would look like when Jesus was walking among us?
David was a murderer, rapists and a bunch of other mean ugly nasty things and yet he was a man after God’s own heart!
Saul, later Paul, was someone who put Gods’ people to death and yet look at what God did with him!
Can God use Trump? Is he using Trump?
I most certainly would not have liked David, Paul, Calvin, Martin Luther and probably a whole host of heroes of the faith. Their character flaws would cause me to steer clear of them.
The Early church was so incredibly flawed and corrupt that one wonders why God did not strike them dead with lightning! Even in this day and time, we have bishops having sex with boys. Hello, what are you thinking? WTF Over?
Back in the day, the church was the spiritual leader, the school and oh yes the government. If you did not tow the line you might find yourself killed in a most unpleasant way.
Where was Jesus?
Who did he hang around?
We are told growing up that we are judged by the company that we keep. You lay down with the dogs you wake up with fleas.
Jesus was not hanging with the morally upright, was he?
I don’t hang around people with poor moral character …. Wait a minute…. What is in my books? What do I write about? Am I being a sanctimonious hypocrite?
I write about science fiction but I also right about some rather racy stuff.
I write about lesbians.
I write about BDSM.
I write about romance from a different perspective.
I write about romance from a normal perspective.
I write about lust, greed, carnal appetite and
I also have a little bit of the Gospel in almost every novel.
I did not plan that, however. I write from a stream of consciousness and it finds its way into most of my books.
Could God be using me to get in touch with a whole different audience that would never dream of picking up the Bible? Sometimes I wonder but I don’t question it.
I am not a hardline Christian. In fact, I am rather pragmatic about it, and that comes through in my books.
“TW, how do you juxtapose living a godly life and getting or giving a delicious little spanking before screwing like rabbits?” You will need to read some of my novels to see that little bit of fun.
I don’t live a godly life. I am flawed and far from Godly. From what I have seen of most “godly people” I like who I am, just the way that I am. When I fall short, I hate that it happened and I try again. Each time the cycle repeats.
Sin is actually a term from the Archers or archery. It simply means to miss the mark. I often miss the mark but, I try to hit it always.
I love the sanctimonious who go to the church each and every time the door is open and then go out to lunch and look down over their readers along their long noses at the people who are already in the restaurants, dining in their shorts and sandals. You can tell that they just climbed out of bed, rested and ready to eat and maybe go back home and play around or watch football.
The other day I was in a place after church and it was filled with parents and soccer players. I heard another couple talking about them asking “Why do they play on Sunday Morning!?”
“Tsk tsk… Remove the log from your own eye…”
Look at how good and proper I am and how slothful and blah blah blah that you are. I got up, got the family all dressed and cleaned up and went to church. We fought all the way to church about this or that but, this is important! We argued with the kids about why you will not sleep or play in church and we were there! We are raising our kids in a godly fashion! People saw us!
From there we sat through the bible study, made nice talk to the others and then sat through ninety minutes of being made to feel guilty for not giving enough money or for having sex the other night. See how proper we are?
For you non-Christians out there here is a fun fact. Did you know if you even think about hating someone it is equal to murder! Why would anyone want anything to do with that?
Sadly this represents many of the “saints” in today’s churches. Is it possible that those that chose not to attend are better off? What do they think that they are doing to their kids? Do they really think that when their kids leave home they will follow in their parent’s footsteps hating the battle that rages just to get into the building?
The hallmark of leadership is to lead by example. I do attend church but not every Sunday. If I don’t feel compelled to do something if asked, I tell them “no.” I will not give more money than I can possibly afford, as we are called to be good stewards of our resources and that starts with not becoming a burden to someone else or to the state.
It is not up to me to judge you or anyone else, that is above my pay grade.
I do not look down at those who are not compelled to attend church. I feel that the church has done a lousy job of marketing itself all through history.
“But TW, we need God, we need something, the world is going to hell! Why would you say all that stuff about murder and guilt?”
I said it because it is true. It is also true that if you understand the Gospel as I do, you know that God is about grace. We are not under the law. Those that think they are, wow, sorry about that. If you want to know more, ask me.
I have given this possibly too much thought. From the C-word to the N-word to people just hating on others through pseudonyms on social media. Have you ever noticed how brave or brazen people are when they can be anonymous?
Come say it to my face, and then let’s see how brave you are.
I have a prescription for the world, tell me what you think.
What the world needs is less Hollywood.
The world needs to find a way to fix the family unit.
The world needs more Beaver Cleaver and Andy Griffith.
The world needs more time on the front porch with friends, family and neighbors and much less screen time.
The world needs more Fried Chicken, Apple pie and lemonade with the family and yes the extended family.
The world needs to get back to its roots of common decency and respect.
The world needs more “Yes Sir’s and Yes Ma’am’s.”
The world needs more children with the familiarity of the taste of ivory soap.
The world needs a few more spankings, both as a reprimand and as foreplay.
The world needs to turn off the noise and dial back the hate.
The world needs the Gospel as meant, and not as used as a tool for the prosperity of some who pervert the text and preach bigotry from the pulpit, while thinking they need their own private jet to spread the word.
We have skype pastor, you don’t need your own jet.
The world needs preachers who understand that God knew everyone before they were born and he created them anyway.
The world needs preachers that understand God holds them to a higher standard and will judge them more harshly.
The world needs to leave the judging to God.
The world needs more Pollyanna’s and less Brian Williams’s.
The world needs more balance of love and disdain vs absolute hate.
The world needs us to dislike our own sins and leave other’s sins for them to deal with.
The world needs people to lead by example, it starts with me and you!
“TW, I have read some of your books, how can you juxtapose God and Jesus and girls getting spanked naked on Webcams?”
Where do you think little Christians come from?
We all have that demon inside us. We all fantasize a little, some of us more than others. Can you keep your demon in check, outside of your bedroom? God knew my heart before I was formed. He knows yours too, and here you are.
My demon might come out to play through my keyboard. My demon might speak to your demon and at the end of the day, they both can go back to their resting place until they come out to play once again.
I introduce the demon in Nudists of Shangri-la. I think that there is very little gospel in those two books but my memory is a fragile thing.
As always, thanks so much for reading my blog, my books, and my tweets. I would be very appreciative if you would take a moment to spread this to your friends and followers. Let’s see if we can #stopthehate and slow down the vitriol that seems to be poisoning us.
How many times have you spent an hour doing something that should take two minutes?
Hello my friends, how was your weekend?
Let me start by thanking the many of you who purchased my novels these last few days. I watch and notice and truly it means a lot when I see them going to places all over the globe. Thanks so much!
I am one of those who will provide feedback to other authors, a business of different kinds and eating establishments. Restaurants will get a sunshine letter or complaint letter faster than just about anyone else as what they do can make folks ill.
While we are being nudged as a society into self-service it is incumbent on those companies to have an intuitive kiosk, websites or any other method to complete the transaction period.
UPS has missed the mark in my humble opinion.
Many of you who follow me know that I am a bit of a nerd. I admit it, relish in it, and would not change a thing. I spend my days making people’s lives easier by constructing networks, designing systems that are idiot proof, and secure, as well as teaching and providing business continuity plans and of course disaster recovery strategies.
I have been at it since 1982. Long before Bill Gates was a household name and Steve jobs was still a criminal, I was twiddling bits. The OS was CPM or Basic and I remember DOS 1.1…
Moving business forward is often a painful exercise. We don’t want to be on the bleeding edge of anything. Let the idiots take the risks. We don’t want to be on the trailing edge either.
I do this by providing the truth in the way of facts and figures. Businessmen and women do not make decisions on emotions. If they do, don’t buy their stock as they will not be around long.
So why is UPS in my crosshairs tonight?
What does UPS have to do with nerdy things or technical things?
UPS, (in my opinion) your website sucks! That is an emotional statement, and a well earned one.
I am prepared to back that up with more than a simple disparaging comment.
Now and then I sell a thing or two on eBay. It is usually a way to let someone else have something that I have had for some time. Seldom do I make money or turn a profit. To me, it is more about something that I cherished and now I am done with it, so I let someone else admire it for a bit.
I screwed up when posting these collectibles on eBay and did not pay close enough attention when picking the shipping options and chose UPS instead of USPS.
The first item that sold took me over an hour to get the label to print, and I am not so sure that I did not get charged twice.
The website is not intuitive. You need to get someone who has not seen your site before and have them walk you through the steps that they need to ship an item and then build the backend around them, the customer. Do this with more than just a couple of users.
Linking it to eBay was easy enough to figure out but, still not intuitive enough.
Pulling up the customer information and the shipping information took several attempts to get it to work correctly, but…after an hour of stopping and trying again I managed to get a package to ship.
This effort took over an hour of my life, wasted, for an item that sold for $1.00 !
Today I sold another item, and it too was on UPS. Having set up my account, I was in hopes that this would work differently. I walked through all the steps in less than ten minutes, told it to print the label and the website spits back an error telling me that there was an error, try again later. FFS!
Starting back at the beginning several times I ended up at the same place with no option to print a label. I was advised that there was a tracking number but no option to print a shipping label.
Voiding the transaction seemed the logical thing to do and the only thing it appeared that I could do.
I tried to once again start from the beginning, and once again it told me the same information that there was a tracking number but no option to print a label.
Even though I voided the transaction, it was still not annulled.
I have a friend who works in the mail room. Rang them up and asked them what they thought of my predicament.
“I hate that fucking web site so much; I use Fed Ex whenever possible!”
I laughed my butt off! I ended up printing the address of where it will go, and I will now go and stand in the long line at the post office to mail a 3.50 cent sale, rather than waste another moment of my time on crappy websites that don’t work.
No matter the cost, the customer bought it in good faith, and I will get it to them even if I have to deliver it personally.
I will, however, be super careful about which shipping service I use in the future.
How is that for Feedback?
Bill Gates is who he is today because of “the intuitive GUI.” That and he royally screwed the inventor of DOS.
Steve stopped selling blue boxes out of his garage and made his fortune on an “Intuitive GUI” and a different more robust Motorola processor.” Had he priced his product cheaper, I dare say Bill would have been sucking hind tit.
Now, as a nerd, with over 30 years of experience, if you want to fix it…I charge $125 an hour and let me tell you, my time would be well worth it! I will negotiate if it is a long-term project.
Think Intuitive, and by all means test it with real people.
So the Satan worshipper cannot get the death penalty as he is too young and not responsible for his actions. 17, too young to be responsible… Do you all have a full appreciation of this? Now we have a number of 17-year-olds trying to affect gun legislation but they are not old enough to really know what they are doing…
I just found that odd and thought I would share it.
That is all…
Original post below…
I think outside the box. That is one reason that my novels are so entertaining.
Since Friday my thoughts have been with the families who lost loved ones. My thoughts have been with those that are still in Hospital hurting, wondering if they will ever be normal again.
My thoughts are also with those that have endured this PTSD causing event that will never be “OK” again. Realizing that Ok is a relative term, their lives have been indelibly altered.
The Satan worshiping animal in jail who stupidly gave up his Miranda rights just shows how much of a fool that he really is. I am sorry for his parents and family. Their lives too must be absolute hell. If this person gets the death penalty his parents will most certainly endure more hell and it is certainly not fair to them. It is my hope that this person understands how much pain he and his actions have caused those around him and of course the rest of the civilized world!
His family is most certainly asking themselves “what if?”
What if we did not do this or that?
Why did I have those guns?
Why were they not in a safe?
Why did we have the kid?
As some small amount of solace to his family had he not managed to get your guns he was actively working on making explosives. Now truthfully, he does not seem that bright so the odds are good he would have blown himself up trying to make a working device but… With all the information out there on the Internet and with the anarchist of the world, just a google search away he might have made something that worked. A working IED might have taken far more lives than it did.
We need to learn from this. Our goal should be to figure out what triggered him, what were the warning signs and where did he go off the rails. Worshipping Satan was probably a good first clue.
The ripple in the “pond” from this event goes far and wide. Many today and even now are troubled by these latest events. That creative spark which allows me to create realms with aliens has been subjugated by a more pressing, a more altruistic endeavor.
I have been thinking “What If?”
I have tweeted out an idea for a gun that is BTO or Biometrically Triggered Only. Maybe we should call it a BTG or Biometrically Triggered Gun or possibly BOG Biometrically operated Gun.
This is no longer in the realm of science fiction, which is what I write. This is doable.
Ruger or Smith & Wesson or Springfield thought outside the box? Can we make a gun that will operate with only fingerprints of the legal owner?
The answer is a resounding yes… “We have the technology, we can build it!”
Do you realize that if we could do this and I am certain that we can, the US could start the process of revolutionizing the world.? Countries like the UK could give their citizens their guns back so they could defend themselves.
Countries like Mexico could give their people their guns back so just possibly the citizens of that country could defend themselves from gangs. Could you imagine what it would be like if Mexico could defend itself against the cartels and Gangs? In 2017 26000 people were massacred and our MSM said little to nothing about it. Instead, we have an invasion on our southern border and we are putting a Band-Aid on a hemorrhage. The Wall is a 20 billion dollar Band-Aid!
Give the people the tools they need to take their country back from the gangs and corruption that most certainly is going on south of our border.
You will never get all the guns off the streets that were not BOG but, What if you stopped making the ammo for them and only made ammo to fit the BOG?
How long would it take to put a huge dent in the non-BOG’s supply of bullets?
I realize that those NRA enthusiasts will scream bloody murder, sorry!
If you have a better idea I am interested but I don’t hear one. I see one side trying to score political points blaming the Republicans and the NRA. They don’t give a damn about you or your problems. They have bodyguards and your issues are not theirs. They need issues which trigger emotional outburst so they can blame it on the other guy. I am telling you how politics work here so take it to the bank.
They tell you what is wrong with the world and who is to blame for it. That is how you win elections. In order to tell you what is wrong, something must be wrong. Shootings are a made to order disaster which they never let go to waste. Politicians suck! The MSM sucks right along with them as they are their propaganda machines.
We should demand that they all have term limits but that is another argument.
What if we created this technology and then replaced those guns of legal gun owners with BOGs. You have ten guns we give you ten BOGs. You want an AR style BOG you got it. When you die, it dies with you.
We have the technology to biometrically allow guns to be functional only in the hands of the legitimate owner. Apple already has developed the finger print technology so how about we use this technology and marry it to guns. Your handprint becomes the key to take the safety off.
If I purchase a gun, it is assigned to my handprint. Only I can make the damned thing work. When I die, the gun dies. No resale value, no loopholes, nothing. They can bury it with me or melt it down as it has no value to anyone but me.
Gun shows could be free of rules as there would be no bullets for them.
To qualify for this BOG, of course, you pass background checks and what have you so the guns cannot any longer be used in the hands of cray cray’s!
Cool idea isn’t it?
What say you down under, would you allow such a program in your country? Would you allow your citizens of good moral character to own such a gun?
How about the UK, never mind asking that mayor in London, ask someone with who gives a shit for the rule of law. This mayor just told the people of London that terrorist attacks are a way of life, get used to it!” FFS! Do you want that in this country? We need the 2cnd Amendment we just need guns out of the hands of mental midgets or animals.
The first gun manufacturer to come out with this will be one rich company.
I have given so many ideas away in the past, some of them to Apple who I am certain some employee said it was theirs. I am a starving artist and author but …if you use this idea and it all works out, how about remembering where it came from?
Do you know, I have sent ideas in the past to GE, Apple, Novell, Cisco, RCA..oh yes and Sony. In almost every case they told me that they were already working on something like that… Yeah sure. Months to years later there it was. Well, I got what I needed.
Listen, the world needs a solution and I don’t have a million dollars to spend on attorneys to secure a patent.
While I am certainly bright enough to make a prototype, I don’t have the dollars or time to devote to it. Time being the main issue as this is needed yesterday!
Can you imagine the applications for the military alone? The guy gets killed or loses his gun and it is of no use to the bad guy.
Do you know that if you file a patent here in the US is cost 10 to 15 thousand for just the US. Then it is over $3,000 for every other country in the world. There are a lot of them.
It is amazing that new technology is ever let loose by the little guy as it is cost prohibitive.
In summary…Invent the damned BOG… Should not take long, not rocket science.
Do away with all current sizes of ammunition which would effectively stop the gun trade and illegal possession of guns.
Look for and arrest anyone trafficking in black market ammo. This market will go cray cray! The good news is lead is a lot harder to smuggle then meth.
Create a substitute gun (BOG) for those that are of a good moral character and provide them free of charge.
Would not need a gun buy back as the ammo would become scarce and over time disappear.
You could certainly offer a buyback program however… Cash for clunkers II. Instead of cars, it is guns. I bet the liberals would fund it for you rather quickly!
If the gun makers are averse to this idea get me a bloody grant and I will do it! I will stop my normal routines and create the BOG! BOG for the Swamp, I like it!
Trust me, I can do this so I know it should not be a stretch for Gun Makers and companies like Apple to work together on a project that would save lots of lives.
If you just hate this idea save your vitriolic email. I don’t need it, and I can ignore it with the best of them.
If you love it, go invent the damned thing and be rich!
If you have ties to the political swamp creatures who control the purse strings and can convince them that this would solve the issues, get me a grant!
I need enough for lawyers which is just crazy. I can put together a business plan on request and come up with a non-DC related budget. It would be over a million dollars for the prototype which is nothing for DC. For Ruger, it might be an issue. Hell Ruger, you go get the grant!
I would bet that I could have a prototype in less than a year!
Now until I hear from someone, I am going back to outer space, there is a war going on between the Ularins and the Zenites.
All kidding aside this would work.
People would hate it because they would feel threatened but, I am here to tell you it has to be sold properly and for that, you need a good PR firm.
I am not talking about violating the second amendment. I am talking about saving lives and getting illegal guns off the streets.
If you follow this blog or my tweets or even heaven forbid, read any of my novels you will quickly discern that I care about people. I may not like some of them from time to time, but I certainly do love them.
What does that look like?
Sitting in a restaurant the other night the waitress was downtrodden. It was evident that she did not want to be there. I watched her interact with customers. In some ways, they mirrored what she was putting out. Much like the sun reflects warm energy off of most surfaces her macabre energy if you will, was affecting those around her.
Moods are catchy!
The hostess sat us in her section, and I just about read her mind. “Great, more people to serve.”
Pasting on her smile, she put the menu in front of me and began her programmatic spiel.
“Can I get you something to drink while you look at the menu?”
I took a deep breath trying to negate her negative energy and launched into my “spiel.”
“Hey, how are you doing tonight?”
I broke the program, she was expecting me to say water or tea or something along those lines.
“Tired, been a long day.” She replied.
“That is a pretty necklace you have, is it special?”
“Yeah kind of, my mom gave it to me.”
“You are a lucky girl to have a mother with such good taste!”
A smile breached her face as her mind drifted back to some event where she received the neckless. I swear I could just about see her receiving it from her mother.
“I guess I am,” she said.
“You work here, tell me, what is the chef good at making, or what do you like to eat here?”
Seeking her opinion is empowering her. She now feels that she has something to contribute which indeed she does.
Her mind changed gears once again as she thought about the things that she has served all day and who the chef was and what sounded “yummy” to her.
Thoughtfully she responded with something that she liked. I smiled at her and told her that sounded good. I then asked her what her name was.
I will use the name Monica which was not her name but for this blog, just in case she sees it, I would not want to embarrass her.
“That is a lovely name, your mother not only has good taste in jewelry but, in picking names.”
Her face had warmed with my few moments of “loving her.”
Using her name when in communication with her the rest of the evening “re-humanized” her.
We are not our jobs.
I don’t care what your vocation happens to be, you are no better or no more dishonorable than anyone else according to yours or their profession. The minute that you think that specific jobs or tasks are beneath you, the slippery slope of humanity vs. humility will elude you.
We can dehumanize someone by what we say, do or how we act. Someone needs to do these jobs. Before some tech firm develops a robot for this job or that which is genuinely dehumanizing just maybe we should look at any job as an opportunity instead of some menial task that somehow defines us.
I worked at the Texas Medical Center for fifteen years. I am here to tell you that most doctors would not agree with what I am saying. It is their loss and short-sightedness too. In most of their eyes, much like some lawyers, they are the top dog, crème of the crop better than anyone else even those folks in Hollywood.
We see it all the time. We see it in Hollywood in spades. Those that give themselves awards for how great they are! Indeed those folks are missing the boat. What a hollow life it must be.
There is this story about Barbara Streisand. It has been reported that she will not allow her “servants” to look her in the face. I pray that story is false however I have heard it many times from many different sources.
Folks, I make a point to speak with the people who collect the refuse from our homes, or at the office. I make it a point to know their names and use them when I see them. What they do for a living does not define who they are.
I am not telling you this for you to think better of me, I am mentioning this to you as I like to lead by example. Since you do not know me, other than from my musings or my writings I must write about it to pass it on.
I have followed the shooting in Santa Fe Texas. They have not released much but the stories told by the victims are telling.
This person who killed those that he did not like had low self-esteem. Was he bullied by his peers? Was he slow or awkward? Was he fat or smelly? What was it about him that made him unappealing to those who he hated?
The full story may never be known.
When you toss a pebble in a pond, the energy from that action ripples out to the edges of that pond. The small waves might have some effect on the shoreline of that pond.
When an event like the mass shootings occurs, those events send out waves into the world.
The person who shot up the church on the East coast did so to provoke a race war. Those in that church realized that not all white people wish harm to black folks and his plan was foiled by logic and love.
His actions did, however, spark a rebellion against the Rebel Flag. Some could argue that it started the uprising against the statues and shamefully history.
We still don’t know why the person in Las Vegas killed so many at that concert. The waves are still being felt, as many are practicing Knee Jerk reactions including sparking the gun control debate.
The reasons for the delay in the information release I am sure has to do with litigious actions by so many who were affected.
In order to mitigate their losses somehow, they are sequestering the facts of this case.
The Florida shooting has many young people taking guidance from those with an agenda to push for gun control instead of addressing the failures of the system. Florida of all of these unfortunate events should have never ever happened! There were way too many red flags and yet they were all ignored.
While it is easy to blame the NRA and of course the Republicans, that is a lie and a fallacy and will get us nowhere. Should those 17 lost lives be used for political gains? The liberal media is ok with it.
Root Cause Analysis
In my line of work, I perform a root cause analysis when something goes awry. I am like the forensic data miner who unravels the bits and bytes to see why something failed. My expertise in this area includes the sum total of over 30 years of twiddling bits.
Providing companies with things like business continuity plans to disaster recovery plans I also provide security plans right down to the physical security.
It becomes incumbent on us to unravel the events to see where things went wrong. To point fingers at one group or another instead of the facts is disingenuous at best and loathsome at its core.
The Florida debacle is still a debacle because those in charge will not accept accountability for their failures. They would rather let the emotional kids disrespect a sitting president and aim their vitriol toward the NRA instead of focusing on the failures of those who were paid for and expected to protect them. In short, they are diverting your attention away from them to the NRA.
When you fail to acknowledge where the actual failure was or is, nothing will be accomplished.
It is easy to blame a “target” like the NRA or the president because CNN and others are willing accomplices to the lies. Our own local paper after the truth came out of the shooting in Texas lied about the weapons used calling them “AR Style” guns.
It was a shotgun and a 38 revolver. Why would they knowingly lie?
AR or assault rifle is a deliberate term to trigger an emotional response. They too are part of the problem and not the solution. It is yellow journalism and a sad day for this country when the media is complicit and part of the problem.
A root cause analysis must be performed in every such event with the chips falling where they may. The truth must be discovered, or we learn nothing and those that died, did so in vain.
I am confident that there must have been red flags but what were they?
We must learn from this as that is the only way we can prevent it in the future.
Love must triumph over evil.
I get e-mails from time to time asking me about the blogs vs. my writings or novels.
“It appears that you are a church going person, how can you write novels with sex and lesbian stuff and spanking in them?”
The short answer is that I am human, like you. I have my public face, my private face, and sometimes bedroom eyes. That makes me normal.
Sexuality is part and parcel of who we are. Without it, I dare say we would not exist.
I find nothing wrong with foreplay among consenting adults and I certainly will not stand in judgment of those of the same sex who love one another.
I will stand up to bullies of any kind, and that includes lesbians or others who use their sexuality as a weapon.
Labels are ugly things that we all should rail against.
What people do in the privacy of their own home is their business. I have many friends who are gay and I love them unconditionally. I have many friends who are straight and the same applies. Judging you or them is way above my pay grade.
I have stated in many of my novels that God is outside of time and space. Omnipresent means that he sees the beginning and end in one instant. That means my dear friends that he knew you before you were born. He knew what you were going to do and allowed you to form and be born.
Is that a guarantee that we will all be in heaven together when this is over?
Are you responsible for me or someone else’s actions?
I love that scripture regarding the chip on their shoulder and the log, on yours.
Don’t throw stones in a glass house…
Bottom line, don’t judge anyone else, just worry about your own actions and let God sort out the rest of it.
I am currently working on re-editing the Hole in Time series and in some cases working on the cover art. So many have commented on them over the many months and I listened. That series was designed to be a lunchtime read.
Going back into the text I have found a few bloopers that I have addressed and will continue during the weeks ahead. Most of them are a free read on Amazon Kindle Unlimited.
Strolling the halls of a nursing home always seems to rattle my soul a little. You see the body, the machine of what was once a vivacious individual, sitting in a wheelchair parked in the shadows of society.
The Sunday visitors come and go with the children tugging at their mother skirt, “can we go eat now?”
How awful that must feel to the person relegated to such a place.
In many of my novels, I bring up the simple act of hugging someone. When we embrace another individual do we do it to be polite or because it is expected? There is, of course, the polite hug and the real hug.
When we visit a relative in the “home,” do we do it because it is expected or because we care about that person? Why are you going there?
Have you written anything down about your end of life expectations?
Do you envision living out your days in your home?
When we come into the world, we come in with nothing. We pee and poop ourselves and depend upon the benevolence of others to care for us until we can do for ourselves. We depend upon them for food, protection from the elements and some semblance of life.
During our years as adults, we pay it forward. We do for others and hope that those that witness our efforts understand that is what we expect. Do they? Is that why we do it?
Visiting a friend not terribly long ago she pointed out a man who was visibly upset. She told me the story of how his family invited him out to lunch, drove him to this place and put him there against his will. His house, cars, and finances were now in the care of his kids.
I visited with him to try and calm him. He told me of the deceit, the obfuscation of facts disclosed to the administrators of this place. Perfectly lucid and aware of his surroundings and the predicament was upsetting to him. It was distressing to me as well.
The last few years I have been involved with the care of an aging friend. In and out of hospitals and rehab facilities I had plenty of opportunities to see what we do with misfits. I don’t use that word in a pejorative manner I am trying to make a point.
When do we lose control of our rights and become a misfit?
There is this horrible story which is true where the state assigns a guardian to older folks. Usually, this is a friend of the judge or court who becomes tasks with taking care of older people.
It works something like this. Somehow, some way you are discovered and show up on someone’s radar.
I feel like these places that are sold to “mature adults” with activities and such are probably good hunting grounds for these predators.
Some judge signs some paperwork, and there is a knock at your door.
The Guardian appears, introduces themselves and then shows you the paperwork. He or she then gives you thirty minutes to pack some clothes and so forth where they then whisk you away to one of these facilities where you are locked up. They will call it a new residence, but it is a cell without bars.
The Guardian then returns to forage through your home looking for paperwork to take over your life. He or she then turns all of your stuff into liquid assets through estate sales and so on. Once your entire life’s collection or residual is in the bank, this guardian then writes themselves checks against your trust every time that they do anything on your behalf. That could be arguing with your relatives or talking with your caregivers at the facility. The Guardian acquires a few of these cases and might visit ten or fifteen of them in one day writing him or herself a check for $500 for each person visited all in the same facility.
The families are hamstrung as undoing this appointment of a guardian is a long and protracted legal mess which will cost the family tons of money. The Guardian pays for his or her legal expenses out of your parents or whoever’s estate.
In some cases, it is the very children who do it to their parents. As it was with this man I spoke with. How awful that must have been for him.
It is one thing to be kidnapped by the judicial system but quite another to be hoodwinked by your own kids.
Some of those that you see in the halls are apparently not there. The brain is gone. The hollow eyes and vapid stares are only a ghost of what once was.
Dementia is a cruel thing as it can remove the filters that we once had which made us the person who the world knew. Suddenly we can become nasty using our words to hurt those that are trying to make our final days tolerable.
Walking the halls week after week the names on the doors change, as another ghost now occupies the rooms of the “home.”
You see them, laying there with the TV blaring either some talk show, game show or Joy Behar spewing out her hateful Anti-Trump venom. What must go through their minds as the poison from the idiot box continues to insult their intelligence!
I watched one man curse the TV as George Stephanopoulos tried to tell a story out of context to sway the emotions of his audience. The old guy knew he was not telling the whole story as he seldom does and called him on it.
Why was that man in there I thought?
Clearly, his intelligence and awareness were there. Have you ever gone in and sat and talked with them?
I have. The invectives against those that put them there are on the surface with many of them.
Apparently, they know that this is their last stop. They know the next time their body leaves that place will be a one-way ride to the funeral home or the crematorium. Is that all we are?
When would you invite the sting of death into your life?
What would it take to just lie down and give up?
Have you ever looked closely into that mirror and seen your ghost?
Are you satisfied with your life? Have you run a good race?
What does your race look like? When will it be done? Is there a finish line?
Do you have a bucket list?
Are you living your life or are you drifting along with the currents without a rudder?
There are times that I feel like Don Quixote. Are there windmills that need tilting at or do we just sit down and shut up?
I feel for this generation growing up today as they have been cheated in their education. I have hired many who were only good on paper and not in practice. I knew it when I hired them, but their work ethic is why I hired them. Not for their pedigree. Anyone who would vote for a socialist clearly did not pay attention in school.
There are lies out there being perpetrated on the youth today, and they are working. White men are all of the sudden feeling guilty for being white and a male. This is an idea pushed by vile racists bigots. It is wrong on so many levels of wrong, but some of our youth are too dense to see it.
The blank stares looking back at you as you walk by them, the spark is there in some of them. I know because I tell them each hello and ask them how they are doing… Some look at you with a blank stare and some are somewhat lugubrious about their predicament, but they are there and able to carry on a conversation. They are in the here and now. Some have accepted it and make the best of it. Some smile and genuinely appreciate not being treated like the walking dead.
I wonder about the people that work in those places. They live their days around those that are affected in some way, and of course, those that are mentally dead but their bodies are still living.
There is an old axiom I will share with you, and it is germane for this blog.
Once a man twice a child.
Man of course in the generic sense. One an adult twice a child might be more salient.
Where are you right now in your life?
Have you set goals and are you reaching them?
Are you preparing for your retirement?
Do you have plans for those “golden years?”
A tip from me to you, live every day like it is the last. Don’t waste a minute of life on things that you cannot change. Laugh often! Keep toxicity out of your life. That includes toxic people.
Spend time with your parents or grandparents. If they have passed, go and spend some time with those in a nursing home. The administrators can point you to those that would appreciate your visit. Pay it forward.
If you are an author like me you never know where your next story idea might come from. This is not my motivation to visit with them but I do listen just the same.
Much love my friends! Thanks for the follows, and comments.
I just have to gush over my own books. Yes, I really do as this one was so much fun to create. I take two parallel stories and meld them together on a crash course.
When you read the paragraphs, you will feel like you are the characters. Isn’t that the hallmark a good book?
When I was much younger sitting in the theater, I can remember the anxiety I had as the electric blanket was placed on the ice covering the monster entombed within. Had I not been in the theater I would have screamed at them to not put an electric blanket on ice!
When War of the Worlds was released, and we watched it again on the big screen how scary was that? As the Martian craft systematically exterminated people, I remember my anxiety as the two love interests are flying just above the tree line to escape the Martians. The subsequent crash and then the lady scared out of her wits is trying to take care of the newest man in her life.
When you read a book, it should be better than that.
Reading the words as the writer wrote them you become that character. You are inside their head and feel what they are feeling. When they are thousands of feet under the water in the submersible that is not tested to that depth you can hear the thing creaking as the pressure builds on the tiny craft.
You know that in an instance you could be crushed like a bug on the windshield and it causes you some minor anxiety.
Yeah for the writer and yeah for you!
In one of my other novels “Cyber Subs,” you become the girlfriend who is watching her best friend get on webcam slowly removing her clothes teasing the folks paying her to strip. You are just a few feet away, observing the action as something about it excites you. That feeling inside you that you are all too familiar with is there in an instant as you get up and cross over across the room and join her in front of the webcam. Wearing just a diaphanous gown suddenly it is you in front of hundreds of strangers expecting you to remove your clothing.
What do you do? Are you scared? Are you anxious? Are you turned on? Are you “misty?”
When I write it is the strangest thing, it is me in each and every character. I channel them as it were. Their dialect, their build and so on for the moment I am them. I desire to put enough of them into those words that you too can be them.
This last novel, Kitties Titties, and Winks is about as erotic as it gets with me. I don’t do sleaze as that is not who I am. I read EL James’s novels, and I knew that I could do better. The e-mails thus far are not from my regular readers, but they mostly say the same things so, let’s hope that the trend continues.
With Thirty novels out there written by yours truly, you should find something that interests you. Do not forget that Nudist of Shangri-La was inspired by you my readers, so I do listen to you. Do you have an idea of something you would read?
Let’s have it.
I am taking a little bit of time away from writing to market my current novels and build my brand. It is during this time that I am open to suggestions.
Email me at WWW.Authortwscott.com Check out the website and click on the contact page.
I hope that you all have a wonderful weekend and thanks so much for taking time out of your day to allow me to be some small part of it.
I like to give back to you my readers and followers, and I desire to do so through this blog and by placing my novels out there inexpensively enough that anyone should not have trouble getting them.
If you take the time to let me know what you think of them, I do appreciate that. I get all sorts of e-mails with page numbers and such that I should look at this miss spelling or that one. Don’t get me wrong on this I do appreciate them. I make notes and then go back and fix them as time permits.
A different take on the events through the lens of a creative author.
If Roswell in 1947 was a real event what would it look like today?
If you discovered an alien spacecraft that reacted to your commands what would you do?
Elliot grew up in New Mexico raised by his aunt and her husband. His parents mysteriously disappeared on their ranch around an outcropping in an obscure area of their ranch. First, his father went missing. Much later his mother also went missing in the same area.
Moving to California after college Elliot secures a job with a large tech firm Ohmicron. Developing his own inventions while being the fair-haired boy, Elliot has a moral compass that is not in line with the company.
Providing him an assistant who was primarily to spy on him goes awry when his assistant falls in love with him. Elliot a bit of a risk taker learned to rock climb back in New Mexico. When his friend Greg was too busy to accompany him, Susan his assistant decides she must learn enough about it so she can get Elliot to notice her.
Secretly taking classes with her friends, she learns just enough to invite herself along.
Romance blossoms when Elliot shows Susan his love of rock climbing. Some of those were even too much for her as she slips and lands on her bottom near a dry creek bed.
Allowing her time to pull herself together Elliot coils the ropes and gets the gear ready to make another ascent when everything changes. Watching a lizard escape the heat scurrying under a crevasse in the rocks, Elliot assumes that there must be a small place or opening.
Dislodging some small pebbles in that same direction of the lizard’s den, while wrapping up the rest of the gear, Elliot hears a mysterious metallic clunk from far below them. Susan also heard it as she was now no longer thinking of her fall.
What they were both unaware of is how that “clunk” would change their entire lives. They also had no idea of how that discovery would affect the lives of every human on earth and some races who were in another galaxy.
Under Roswell was inspired by the early termination of Stargate Universe. Never trying my hand at writing I was always one to be entertained, never the entertainer. When the writers were struggling toward the end of the show with the droid robots from hell, the writing was on the wall.
I was not surprised when the show unceremoniously ended.
Not ready to let them be stranded between galaxies with an uncertain fate on a lark I tried my hand at fan fiction.
Two hours into the project I came to the conclusion that I could tell a story.
Trying my hand at many different genres, from Science Fiction to romances of various kinds, it has been a fun ride. Yes, I have even written a few slightly tawdry novels including some same-sex love.
Some of the e-mails ask why I tried the LGBT stuff. “Why not?”
Other than some minor plumbing differences, we are all the same. It is my goal to unite us as a people instead of following in the footsteps of the media and others that would seek to destroy us through bigotry and yes ignorance.
In some of my novels, I address things like labels and using sexuality as a weapon and yes being a bully.
Under Roswell is a science fiction that is actually YA. Taking some of my characters through Russia while taking others into other galaxies is just part of the fun. You too can ride along as our heroes save the earth from inevitable destruction.
Thanks for following me and reading along as I take you on a journey with me through the trials and tribulations of being an author.
I have heard it said that a messy desk is the sign of a busy person. Can you see the top of your desk? How about the bookshelves? Are they neat or cluttered?
I am not throwing rocks in this glass house, my desk frequently resembles the aftermath of a strong storm. Tonight I went about cleaning my office, and of course, I was sidetracked by all sorts of things including the cat.
Recently my closest friend passed. This is has been a challenging time for me. One by one I have buried my friends. This puts a whole new vision on life. What is essential and what is not?
With each friend that passes I “inherit” some mementos of them, from a watch to jewelry to something that adorns my “space.”
Are these trinkets a good idea?
My mother passed eleven years ago last Easter, and I have still not deleted her e-mail or phone number. Is it because we cannot face the truth of it or is it some small way that we hold onto them?
I did that Ancestry DNA thing as I thought some stories might come up that I could use as fodder for a novel.
Well, let me tell you that is an understatement!
While my friends and family pass away, I learned today that I have family that I was unaware that I have!
Is the DNA thing conclusive proof positive?
I would like to think if they throw men or women in prison with DNA evidence, that there must be something to it.
If you found out that you had family that you never knew about, would you track them down?
The circumstances of this are phenomenal. I may have a sibling that I was unaware of!
Will this new information clutter my life?
Yes, I dare say it has. The thoughts of having a sibling have halted the creative process altogether. When something like this happens to you how do you cope?
How do you get back on track?
Truthfully it makes little difference who or what this person is. I don’t know them and until today never heard of them. Why does this entice me so?
I had to get away from the computer and stories revolving around in my head and go do something physical. I exercised…Yuck. I cleaned a few things out and dusted my office where I don’t allow the housekeeper in. I only briefly allow my “muse or mews” in to brighten each of our days a little, before I get back at it.
Tomorrow I must get back at decluttering my life, and that includes this possible sibling.
I am interested in your take on this. I have many reading my blog from all over the world. Your cultures are undoubtedly different from mine, how would you handle this news?
I picked up yet another follower from Russia today. Thanks for the follow, and welcome!
I knew several on a site called Wunderground. It is a weather site with its own e-mail. One photographer caught this stunning picture. I told her I liked it and asked her how she captured it.
She said, “Let me tell you a secret!”
Immediately I thought the words Russia and secret together in one sentence would trigger all sorts of artificial intelligence from both the USA and Russia.
No, she just told me that it was caused by a broken steam pipe and so the mist in the background was not naturally occurring. Still, my heart skipped a beat or two.
How silly is that?
Can you imagine the world our parents grew up in during the cold war?
We all basically want the same things, and I am convinced of that.
While the hierarchy of any government is an unknown quantity, I am confident that I could find common ground with just about anyone who was not so ideologically bound to one extreme or the other which I think most folks are not.
For those of you who recently followed me thanks so much and welcome!
I get so many people in different countries reading my books that is a genuine compliment, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Tell your friends and family about the books, the blog and of course follow me on twitter! I am working on figuring out Instagram, so maybe we will meet there one day as well!
Wow, Microsoft what the hell. I thank God this did not happen on my main computer.
I have an older computer that I use in a remote office. I had Office and essential apps but again nothing important that is not sitting on OneDrive.
I get this update notice to migrate to Windows 10…Hmmmm Ok, why not?
Why not indeed.
There is wisdom in this old axiom, “If it ain’t broke don’t fix it!”
Hit this beautiful little button, and off we go. After the update finishes, my computer ceases to boot normally. The screen is sized down, and it takes forever to just get to the login screen.
Once I log in I notice that I have no start button, cannot bring up task manager or access any apps.
“Great! It is not the computer or the software that troubles me as much as it is now my precious time that I must invest to fix this.”
There is no number to call them and say “WTF?”
Chat online… Ok, the browser kind of works let’s try that.
Hours later a support person gets on to fix it. From 55 ahead of me I finally get to the front of the line.
She “dials in” and starts the process. The screen goes black and flashes on occasion as I sit there waiting patiently for her to finish.
Without warning, she disconnects, the computer re-boots and never reboots.
I pull out a version of Windows 10 pro and work through a repair scenario. The computer will never get back to a place where it will boot.
Doing all the tricks that I know to do I make the decision to purchase another hard drive and re-install windows on the new drive.
The new install goes off without a hitch, Working with the “team at MS” I get my license for office and re-install it. “I wonder if they can fix it where my key that I just used I can keep as I had a valid key for this computer already?”
Once again in the cue and once again I get some dude who dials in and does stuff.
Hours later he disconnects, the computer reboots, and I assume all is well. I never get an e-mail telling me that I can now use my key and the computer is now unstable. Updates start to download and then the computer blue screens, collects information, sends it back to Mama Microsoft, and I am fit to be tied.
Now here is the conundrum. Do I re-install Windows 10 again, and office, and just hope that there are no bugs?
I must admit that tossing the thing into the trash has become a compelling thought as I waste my time on basic computer stuff. This should be a no brainer.
Having said all that I am wondering about you folks.
Is it just me or do you have Microsoft stories?
I would much rather be writing or marketing my novels then messing around with the BSD!
Hope that you had a great weekend and a beautiful week ahead.
How far could a white person get starting an organization just for white people?
You can’t do that!
Folks, if you follow me here, you know that I rail against political correctness. Why you ask?
Here in the US, we have this thing called the constitution. Some would love to chip away at it which those of us with a brain will fight tooth and nail against. Many countries don’t have such a luxury of freedom of speech. We do and you nutjobs are not taking it away!
Political Correctness is a way to do away with your free speech. Without changing the constitution you are being subjugated by bullies.
You are willingly giving up your god given right to speak your mind. Don’t do it!
So, here are my thoughts.
I am a white person. I make no apologies for my lineage, DNA, gender or sexual preference.
I have been maligned by some as I don’t take crap from folks. Life is too short.
Driving around today I heard an interview with a person referring to Girls in the Boy Scouts. The argument was vapid as was the person making it.
Some liberal-leaning person is pushing this agenda for reasons that I can only guess are to shake up everything that you think you know.
Turning everything upside down in the ordinary person’s world will take their attention away from the more significant clandestine activities that the MSM will not report on.
We are always bombarded with red herrings like girls in the boy scouts or boys in the girl’s showers. If they rile up the masses on “PC” issues than you will not be paying attention to the other skullduggery like the corrupt department of justice, or the top officials at the FBI breaking laws to undermine the president of the United States.
If you know anything about a magician, “magic” is almost always accomplished with a form of distraction. Those high up in the government learned this a long time ago.
Never watch the shiny object, look at the other hand.
The same is true regarding girls in the boy scouts. Unfortunately, they are destroying an organization which young men today genuinely need. With absent fathers, these young men need guidance from other Men that would be a mentor for them. Instead, this will work against the fabric of this country by destroying the young person’s ability to connect with men of good moral character.
The simple facts are that young people today who grow up in a dysfunctional family without both parents around look to older kids for mentoring. If these older kids who also grew up in this environment are not of good moral character your child is screwed. The child is left without too many options. Yes, the culture in Black neighborhoods is especially hard hit and that is a sad state of affairs.
The NAACP should fight this.
Where the hell are they?
While I would offer to you that is one more step in making boys less virile, I think it might blur the line a little where sexuality is concerned.
If there needs to be an organization where both sexes can play and learn together for god sake, don’t let it be the Boy or Girl Scouts. How about just Scouts of America.
This question really rises from the ooze of political correctness when one asks if there should be any organizations which are sacrosanct?
Either there is, or there is not. If there are not, I as a white person want to join the NAACP. White is a color, isn’t it? Has the NAACP lived past its usefulness? Has the BSA lived past its?
If you want to do away with racism how about leading the charge and do away with organizations that cater to one skin color or sex. If the NAACP is ok then, why not the NAAWP (National Association for the Advancement of White People.)
Who would stop me, or you?
Do you realize that many folks of color who read this will immediately dredge up visions of white men with white sheets and burning crosses? How sad is that? The KKK was a Democrat formed entity BTW.
The NAACP was created in 1909. Do we still need it? We had a black president what else do we need? How about the Black Caucus, what if we had a White Caucus? Do you see the problem here? Do you see the huge double standard? Fix it!
White people are being silenced by racism through the PC culture. Screw that!
It would seem to me that one way to defeat racism or prejudice would be to do away with all such groups who are not inclusive of all people.
I just wonder what the backlash would be if I started the NAAWP? The PC police would brand me as a heretic or a racist or both. Neither is true, but the loudest voice would be that of the NAACP and Al Sharpton or Van Jones the communist.
CNN would have something to talk about other than Russia! At least that would be refreshing.
The double standard is glaringly blinding. With left-leaning groups destroying the fabric of the BSA I hesitate to think of what the unintended consequences will be. Maybe the girls can get the boys to play Barbie or Dress up with them? I fear this will lead to yet more PC Pussyfication of the men in this country.
Boys need BB Guns.
Boys need Dogs.
Boys need to learn to work out their differences with others without mommy around.
Boys need to fish and hunt and yes know how to carve with a real knife.
Boys need to rebuild some old beater with Dad assisting them instead of getting a brand new car when they turn 18.
Boys need a job so they can have pride in what they buy vs expecting mommy or daddy to provide.
Boys need to take chances and learn from their mistakes.
Boys need to do manly things before the PC police tell them that we don’t keep score.
Boys need to feel the satisfaction of victory or learn from the sting of defeat.
Ladies, if this is your doing you are messing up.
I will undoubtedly get some pushback on this blog, and that is ok. If they are fair-minded they will know what I am saying is fact.
If not, I can ignore with the best of them.
I just don’t know what is happening to men in this country. Is this that way where you live? Are men still men, or are they only heroes on the weekend in front of the telly?
Girls do not belong in the BSA.
Boys do not belong in the girl’s shower.
Boys do not belong in the Girls Scouts.
If you are not sure of your gender, take a look inside your underpants.
After you get out of schools where young people of both sexes are, and you are still not sure then, by all means, go have a sit down with a professional.
Don’t you even dare think that I am some sort of anti-gay person either?
If you have any doubts, read some of my novels, that will quickly dispel your preconceived ideas.
I have known too many young people who were experimenting, or confused, but after college decided that their birth sex was what they were. It was almost as if it were cool to be gay. Today I am a girl and tomorrow I am a boy.
C’mon let’s not go there.
Experiment away from your peers. We don’t need a lot of children with some PTSD from seeing a well hung young man showering or dressing with them.
What I am espousing is common sense, and this blog is a starting place for conversation and or debate.
Keep it civil, and we can chat.
Ok, I have other things to do so off with you!
Thanks for reading and following me.
Have a great Friday and super weekend, and by all means, take some time to brighten up the day of someone else.
I find that serving others helps me stay grounded in who and what I am.
Is the week half over or do you still have time to do something wonderful?
For many of you, Wednesday is a milestone. To some, it is known as hump day meaning we are on the downhill slide to the weekend.
A little different perspective might be, what did I do on Tuesday? Did I spend every minute the best way that I could? The week is half over, what have I got to do before the weekend? What will the weekend bring?
Some of you just let life happen, and others make it happen.
Which one are you?
I don’t think that there is a right or wrong answer, but there should be. I am a control freak. I admit it! Very seldom do I throw caution to the wind and just wing it. Even on those ubiquitous road trips, I have some method to my madness.
Each day will never repeat itself. Break that down into hours, minutes and then seconds. They will never happen again. Are you spending them wisely?
My mornings consist of a hot beverage and some quiet time outside. I like to be alone with my thoughts as I think about the night and any dreams that I can recall. Not far from my back porch there are tall trees that crows often play in. I find something soothing in the call of the crow. When I was a child, we lived close to a schoolyard, and I loved to hear the sounds of children playing. To me, the crows remind me of children as they too seem to play games with one another.
I love the feel of the soft breezes on my skin and the warm morning sun as it greets me or me it.
These few moments sets the tone of the day for me. Often I will do this out of the shower allowing the air to dry what water is left on me. The scents and sights of the flowers from the garden delight me as I take them in. I live in the moment. What about you? What is your morning like? Is it hectic? Are you an exercise person who maybe spends time on a treadmill or stair stepper.
When the weather warms up, I swim in the mornings for about thirty minutes or so and then sit there with my hot drink of choice. If I am home that day, I might even add a little libation of some sort to it.
Life is short, and you must make time for yourself.
The world looks at you and me as taxpayers. That is sad but true. They want you to produce offspring so there will be more taxpayers. The rich or elite live off of your backs and mine.
What drives the wealthy to make more money also drives them into an early grave. Stress kills. Can you live with just enough to be happy?
When life kicks you a little, kick back and pick up a book.
In many of my novels, I take you to such serene places like the ocean or plush fields with flowers and different birds calling out to you. Some of them have magic to entertain you, and others have a romance of various kinds to allow you to live vicariously through one or more of my characters.
Whatever you do this Wednesday keep it real. Enjoy the day as it will not repeat itself. Make a memory that will last. Make this day and every day unique in some way. When people tell me that the days of the week run together, I ask them to slow down.
We need to smell the roses which is a metaphor for living in the moment. Stop for just a minute and take a breath and realize that what you offer to your employer is your life force. Each and every heartbeat is what you are selling. Your time is your stock in trade. Try to enjoy what you do and make it special.
I get so many kind e-mails from followers and twitter people and yes from those that read my novels. It is heartening to know that what I do makes someone’s life a little more pleasant.
As I make it through another day, I will be thinking of you. I try to put myself in your place. What would you like to read? What story would you love to hear? What would make your life a little more pleasant?
Can I weave those words or thoughts into some sort of a cogent tapestry that will accomplish those tasks? Input from you will make the mission easier.
Talk with me. I don’t bite, well I nibble, but I don’t bite hard. What is on your mind? As I wait for the ideas to convalesce into some actionable sequence of events to put into words, is there anything that would excite you?
There is power in the pen or the keyboard in this case. What shall we create?
Do you need a map or is your compass all you need?
I love road trips. I don’t know about you, but with me, I am never in a hurry. Hurry equals anxiety which I don’t need. What does a road trip look like for you?
I have a rough idea of where I need to end up around dark thirty. I don’t like driving at night, so I try to be situated in the vicinity of where I will spend the night before evening tea.
The road less traveled generally interests me as that is where you will find the small shops that time has almost forgotten. Since the box stores had all but killed the mom and pop shops, I look for them when I travel. Once there you will usually find “Mom and Pop!”
Those brave souls that dare to fight the box stores or the mega marts are a dying breed. I search them out and try hard to purchase something from them. Yes, it is usually overpriced, and of course, if it is food, it is probably not as fresh as I could get off the main drag. Still, the moms and pops have a story to tell.
Usually, if you are at a mega-mart, you will not find the stories there as their bosses will not be happy if they take a moment to chat. I do chat. I will learn their name, and try to learn something about them. Before I go, it is my goal to leave them with a smile.
Those that might be with me are amazed at how those people’s demeanor change when I am working magic on them. It is my magic, and no it is not witchcraft. I like names. I try to put a personality with a name, and I can only do that if I engage them. You have no doubt been somewhere in some line and the person checking folks out is surly or truculent while watching the clock until their break or time to go home. Folks that is depressing.
Those folks I try a little harder to leave a smile on them. Smiles are contagious you see. If I can get him or her to smile the next person in line might catch their smile and just maybe it will find its way to others who need one.
When you toss a pebble in a pond of water, the waves radiate away from it until the energy from the stone has dissipated entirely. If you can make an impact on the person behind the counter just how many others will see that impact and they themselves might be impacted?
That is the brilliance of comedians. Bob Hope, one of the all-time greats, sacrificed much of his life touring with the USO bringing joy and happiness to soldiers who were often in harm’s way or in grim situations. Before comedians became activist, they were delightful to watch. Now they spread hate and discontent. The road we are on often has a fork.
Just like a smile is contagious so is hate. During the Christmas season when things are crazy how many times have you seen shoppers take out their frustrations on the person behind the counter?
That too gets passed down the line.
The twists and turns in life often take us by surprise, and that is ok. It is how we handle those revelations which define our character or who we are.
Yes, the long and winding road is a metaphor for life, and sometimes we need a GPS. “Make a legal U-turn when possible!”
What does it take for you to realize that the path your on is not the right one?
My life often is fraught with “recalculating.”
As an author, our lives are different than most. We spend a lot of time alone with our thoughts. If we are inspired at three in the morning, we get up and write. A fun story for us may not be a best seller. Just maybe people don’t really want to read about the things that delight us. “Veer right in 100 yards.”
Authors must be marketing gurus if they don’t have an agent. Even if they do have one, who is your agent? Do they know what they are talking about?
My novels are selling worldwide, and that makes me happy. I still have a day job because the royalty payments are just like those few good shots in golf that keep you coming back for more frustration.
Robyn Williams did a brilliant skit on golf which I still remember. The truth is you get a few good shots that keep you coming back to the course to do it again and again. Why do it? • I enjoy the outing. • I enjoy the fresh air and comradery with friends and business associates. • More business is transacted on the golf course than the boardroom. • Writing is that way too, I enjoy what I do. • I enjoy telling a story. • I love reading what I wrote and making it better. • I love the art of marketing what I write. What do I need to say about this story that willhave people willing to download it?
Price is a small factor in the general scheme of things.
When the next release of 50 shades or Harry Potter were released, people did not care that it was $15, or whatever the price was. They had to know what happened next!
My Hole In time series was like that on Kindle Unlimited. Free with Prime and people read it and seemed to enjoy it. Would they have read it if it were not free?
Until I hit that magical place where the GPS tells me that I have reached my destination, I will continue to plug away. Thankfully I love what I write so at least one person will be thrilled when the next book is finished. What about you? Where are you headed? Where does your road lead? Are you happy with your life? Are you an aspiring writer or artist? Perhaps you are a musician. What in your life makes you look forward to tomorrow?
I invite you to saddle up and ride with me as I travel the road less traveled. I might in fact cut across an open prairie, find a comfortable place and camp out under the stars.
Our ancestors did this, can you?
When I think of what their life was like without a smartphone or phone for that matter. To be isolated on a thousand acres of land where a trip to the store was an all-day affair. Can you imagine?
What if families actually talked with one another without the aid of facebook or SMS?
Yes, it is that easy to take a trip to another galaxy and never leave your comfy reading place!
I love Norah Jones, well I love her music… I have no idea what kind of person she is but if her music is any indication of her soul, I would love to know her.
I was thinking of this as I was working on a new novel this evening.
While music resonates with my soul and who I am, my words, thoughts, and imagery are what I offer to you the reader.
As I take you on that mountaintop in Under Roswell or that fantasy in deep space or under the ocean, I invite you to come away with me.
Together we shall travel the depths of the oceans or the skies miles above them. We can learn some secrets of the universe or what lies beneath the sea in Ghost Signal from Colorado Springs.
So come away with me through these novels that I have created.
I try not to let the news of the day affect me or my creative style, but it often does. I see it time and time again as I witness the sheer lunacy of those in charge and the crazies out there rebelling in destructive ways. Movies and novels are a form of escapism, so I offer you a pathway out of the trials and tribulation of life or your particular rut. Come away with me through my words as we travel together saving a race of beings from their short-sightedness. Might we learn something from them that we can use in our world? Come away, and let’s find out!
I received an e-mail asking me if I really meant it when I signed my writings with “Much Love?”
“Of course I do!”
The followers here on WordPress and of course twitter and most importantly the base of readers building worldwide… They have come away with me. What about you?
Out of thirty novels, certainly, you can find one that interests you. Take a journey with me through Scotland in the Girl Nextdoor. This book is full of magic!
Come away with me as we learn that love comes in many shapes and sizes. Diamond Joe is probably my most romantic novel where part of me is in that book. I love reading it again and again as I found parts of myself, my soul within those words. I have put it back on sale through the spring for less than a cup of coffee from Starbucks.
Come away with me and listen to the seabirds calling to you too. There is magic in their cries, can you hear it? Come, lets listen together…
From adventure to Sci-Fi to something slightly tawdry I have tried my hand at it. I did it to attract the many different readers out there that might want to come away with me for a bit. Most of the comments from readers are food for my soul, and I much appreciate them and you.
As time permits, do Come Away with Me… I won’t sing you a song but, I will tell you a bedtime story, or I will entertain you on a rainy day where a comfy chair and hot tea awaits you on our journey to somewhere.
If you are so moved, please invite your readers or friends to come away with us, as we discover what lies behind that wormhole, or perhaps through that door.
I was taken aback by this picture. I want to be somewhat controversial on this topic.
As a society, we have stopped thinking outside the box. In fact, it would seem that knee-jerk reactions are all the rage.
This picture and others like it were sparked by the Parkland shooting.
Guns are evil. All firearms must be confiscated.
Ooops knives are evil, all knives must be confiscated.
Wait, trucks are evil nobody needs to drive a car.
Ummm Rocks are evil we should grind them all into powder
Err Ummm clubs are evil nobody needs a club.
The simple facts are that people can be evil so that is where we must begin.
I would have my students on day one of the class write their obituary. If you died tomorrow what would be on your tombstone? Why not write a will? Why not have a sense of reality thrust in your safety space world? You, my friends, are the future. Why not get a dose of reality?
Here is a dose of reality my pets. 13,206,482 people voted for Bernie Sanders in the primary. Why is that enlightening?
Bernie Sanders is a died in the wool socialist. This means that Thirteen Million Two hundred and six thousand four hundred and eighty-two people have no idea what socialism is.
In a nutshell, Socialism is Shared Misery!
Why is that fact germane to our discussion today?
Anyone who voted for this clown is either ignorant as a stump, has the IQ of a houseplant, or is so filled with hate that they would rather see the country fail than accept the will of the voters or…they are Russian trolls trying to destroy the country from within.
There can be no equivocation on this. If you are one of these 13 plus million people, please sit the hell down with a good history book and learn why Communism is a bad thing! Pick up a book on Stalin for starters.
I spoke with a college student when the primaries were happening. She told me she was voting for Bernie.
“Ok, glad that you are voting can you tell me why Bernie?”
“I like his message.”
“What about his message do you like?”
“He is for the little people.”
“Who are the little people and why do you say that?”
“He wants everyone to have free healthcare and free college.”
“Umm dear, that is socialism, we are a capitalist society, not a communistic one. Do you know what socialism is?”
“Um, wait let me look it up.”
“Go ahead, I will wait.”
Pulls out smartphone “cost $1000” and googles Socialism.
The look on her face was fascinating to watch as this is the first time she had ever bothered to learn what it was. College grad from a liberal arts college and had no clue what I was talking about.
Finally, she looks at me in the face and said. “We just want the good parts of that, socialism stuff.”
“Darling, there are no good parts of socialism. The elite run the country, and they take from everyone until there is no more to take, and then everyone but them starves.”
“That is not true, you just don’t like Bernie.”
“It is true, and I do like him. He is delusional, but I think he is entertaining and he might mean well, but I doubt it.”
The proof of his meaning well or not was made clear after Hillary rigged the election. His true self appeared when he allowed himself to be bribed with aircraft and houses to campaign for Hillary. His ethics were up for sale. That is the problem with most power brokers and politicians, they all have a price!
“Now let’s go back to the “I should be writing my essay and not my will.”
The problems today are not the weapons of choice, but the motives and the mental health of the perpetrators.
You, the essay writer, your generation spends more time on screens and video games than on writing essays. They certainly spend more time on texting and Facebook than learning history. Your level of ignorance on display; only highlights the facts that our education system is failing you, or you are willfully stupid.
When I see or read about people being triggered by history, I cannot help but wonder how much longer this country and others like it will be free. This outspoken mouthpiece for CNN and other media sources looking for ratings at the expense of any tragedy is also willfully stupid or under the control of the media who has an agenda.
You will actually need to go to the library and pick up books on history as the internet is malleable. When Wikipedia is the go-to source for anything information wise, they could write anything that they wanted.
Case in point I was in a bookstore the other day. There was this massive section on WARS. Looking at all the different titles and all of the histories in that section on how men kill one another over land or things or merely control of the masses, I was amazed at just how willfully stupid we are as humans!
Want some enlightenment, read about the early church.
Were the spiritual leader.
Were the schools.
Were the government.
The early church was the power broker of the day. If you dared to have an opinion that was not in lock step with theirs you might very well be killed. You were not allowed to read or have a copy of the bible. An ignorant society is much easier to control than one that is intelligent and can think for itself.
During the days of slavery, it was illegal to teach a slave to read. Why?
Yes, we are using the Socratic method of teaching here. Think about it.
Multi-generations of wars and fighting with one another over just about anything and everything, you think that someone would have had more than a few neurons firing and figured out that diplomacy might work better than knives or trebuchets or swords, clubs, rocks and yes guns and cannons and other missiles and even poison gas.
In my novel Under Roswell, I talk about not letting the ship fall into any governments hands as they would undoubtedly use its technology to kill others. When we take each new discovery and figure out a way to weaponize it, you can quickly discern that it is not the gun or knife, but the heart of man.
My friend with the sign, pick up a damned book and learn why we have so many nukes pointed at our enemies, and why they have so many aimed at us. Peace through strength!
You can take away the guns and knives and trucks and cars and clubs but, as long as man has free will and he has motivation he will find a way to kill. Early man of 6 million plus years ago ate each other. Cannibals still exist in parts of the world today. Thier motive for killing is they are hungry. What will the motive be for the next mass murderer? He or she was triggered by some statue?
Laws only affect those that obey them. I know very few criminals who would look at that sign on your home or business that says Gun Free Zone and turn around if they intended to come in and do some nefarious act.
I find it fascinating that the creative juices seem to rest, after finishing a manuscript.
Sometimes I think it is like grieving as the characters that you created have met with the definitive “The End”
What are your characters up to?
It takes a long time to develop each character. I have a page dedicated to characters places and events that I update as the story progresses.
An example might be Tom and Susan.
Tom is tall, sandy colored hair, blue eyes, and a hint of five o clock shadow.
Susan is short, busty, with auburn hair and wears clothes that are too small for her as she will not admit that she is chubby. Her brown eyes are large and seem to see into your soul.
Now those are two characters that I just created on the fly.
Where do we go with Tom?
What does he do for a living?
Is he smart or is he more a jock, not that a jock cannot be smart.
Is he white collar or blue collar?
Factory or office worker?
He puts up with his wife’s flaws, she still wears clothes that are too small, so he does not intervene. Does she rule the roost?
Is he afraid of her?
Does he love her too much to hurt her feelings?
Is Susan insecure?
Is she overconfident?
Is she a person of Walmart?
Do they have kids and is that baby fat?
Where do they live?
Is it hot or cold most of the year?
Is it humid or dry?
Where they live can tell a lot about their political beliefs, does that play into your story?
While analysis to paralysis is always possible some backstory for your characters is helpful if nothing else than for you to write the story.
A hint for you is something that I do.
When I create characters, I generally use the personage of someone that I met or know that has charisma. For a non-player supporting actor part, I can create them out of my head.
There are times I might borrow a movie star from some movie that I liked them in.
Your characters make your story. You can have the best plot going, but if I as a reader cannot connect with them, I will not read your book.
One of the tricks EL James used in 50 shades is the way you connected with the leading lady. That little voice in her head that shared what she was thinking or feeling. We came to know and connect with her.
Ok, I did it, I binged watched the season with my company. This is the most TV I have watched in twelve months. The cats in my lap made it bearable.
I still love the characters. I like how they are being developed.
The writing is still too predictable…There were no surprises for me as I knew what I would do as a writer.
Have you watched it?
Were there any surprises for you?
Breaking the laws of physics with the alien thing is a great way to invent your “flux capacitor.”
I actually try to stay within the confines of physics so the plot will be more interesting to those who are nerdy enough to understand that sort of thing.
Until season II is released I guess we can sit back and pontificate on where they will go with this story.
I give high marks to the special effects crew.
Again I love the characters.
If you have Netflix go and watch it and tell me what you think.
“If you cannot score with them sober what in the world makes you think that you can when you are drunk?”
As many of you know, I don’t watch TV. I have company at the moment which is the nightmare of a writer. We cannot hold up in our lair with house guests. We must be fully engaged in the entertaining process, and that includes the domestic “stuff” that goes along with it.
What to do? How do I maximize the use of my time while still doing the entertaining thing?
Dinner out, got that covered. Shopping, ok I can do that. There is nothing I need but remember what I said about looking for fodder for your characters or story. Always maximize your time without being rude.
Take them to dinner at a place where there might be interesting clientele. I find it entertaining to take people to places where others tend to drink a little too much. Is it wrong to derive pleasure from those who try to score with people way out of their class once they have imbibed enough liquid courage? I know, it is a weakness.
“If you cannot score with them sober, what in the world makes you think that you can when you are drunk?”
Gentlemen, ladies are not the only people who get better looking at closing time, buy a girl a drink or two… I digress….
Shop where there might be people who would be fun to watch. I love watching couples shop. “Honey, do I look fat in this dress?” “Woman, how do you expect him to answer you? Do you want your husband or mate to become a proficient liar?”
“Don’t ask him stupid questions.”
“If you have to ask you are probably fat.”
Embrace your body no matter what type is and love it. How do you expect him to love you if you don’t love you?
Now we get to the time suck part of entertaining company…what to do?
TV, ok if I must, what would we all like… I know, how about something science fiction?
I cut my teeth on science fiction. I loved the original lost in space and the first Star Trek. It was Stargate Universe that prompted me to try my hand at fan fiction.
After I figured out that I could do this, I went on to write Under Roswell.
NetFlix has released a new version of Lost In Space. I love the twist.
“Writers you are too predictable and….you need to bone up on physics.”
I like the way that they incorporate the backstory into the plot.
I think if they stick with the Gilligan’s Island in space theme, it will lose my interests quickly. Dr. Smith was way too predictable and I did not care for that as well.
I very much like the characters. Have I ever mentioned that I like strong women? Damn, right I have about a million times.
I am not going to ruin it for those of you who might watch it. I will not spoil it for you with the technical fopaux’s, nor will I tell you what the writers are thinking.
As a writer, I can see the path and so far it is heading on the path that I would write. Do non-writers see the future too?
We watched the first three episodes which were about all the TV I could take.
If you are like me and a writer watch it like you are disassembling a watch. Pause it if necessary and think about what the writers are doing. If you are going to sit in front of the TV why not learn from it while “enjoying it?”
To me, the bloopers were in your face.
That is the difference between a high budget film and one that is not. Still, Netflix is breaking new ground, and I applaud them for doing so. I wish they would buy the rights to Stargate Universe and pull it out of mothballs!
“Somewhere I have several chapters if you want them…”
I like the juxtaposition of good and evil, so I will stick with it a little bit longer and see where we go.
I hope that you who follow me get something out of my input and critic.
The pearls I am casting out on writing tips you might also enjoy.
The last few days I have been talking about character development. How do you come up with who your character is?
I am a people person! I used to travel a great deal! So much so that when the TSA came about and spoilt it for me, I was upset. No, I am not on any no-fly list …yet…., they just make traveling such a pain in the ass!
I have this wonderful sense of humor. When the doctors are poking me, or the mechanic tells me that I need this or that I manage to make a joke of it and laugh. Life is too short to cry over that which you cannot control.
Did you know that you cannot joke with those “TSA people?”
I tried, nope, not a good idea. To work as a TSA agent, they must have had their sense of humor surgically removed. My gut feeling is they have this incredible god complex going on.
So here is a free idea for the TSA…Ok, ready….Have an agent there with a sense of humor who jokes or is nice to the people in line waiting to be hassled by your version of the SS. Can you imagine someone with a sense of humor making nice to the passengers easing their stress levels?
Gadz, what if people actually laughed while taking off their shoes, belts, emptying their pockets and being virtually stripped searched?
I know that is thinking outside the box, but hey, that is what you get with a thinking person and not a government automaton.
And far be it from me to tell you how to do your jobs but, you could use this same person to screen passengers who are not acting right. A little incognito profiling. If you were smart, you could even have those friendly people with the stress relief dogs be those agents… I know the stuff of novels… Again, out of the box thinking…buy me a drink next time you feel me up, and I will give you some more thoughts!
I deal with stressful situations with humor. Flying today is a stressful situation. Get there early, give up all of your rights once you enter the “secure area” and be treated like shit until you leave the “secured area.”
I do not think that is an exaggerating at all. Travelers still need a bill of rights, and as of yet, it does not exists.
In this country, the USA, we just did not have the issues until 911 and the infamous shoe bomber and then the candidate for the Darwin award, the underwear bomber. This guy had to have the IQ of a plant to pull that one off. In this country, we have surrendered our rights to privacy for safety with the caveat being, that now we have neither.
Our typical security was walk through a magnetometer that often was not switched on, or was not set very high. I used to get through it usually without emptying my pockets or removing jewelry. Today you might as well be naked as I think it picks up the fillings in your teeth.
My last trip through the infamous porn scanners, I could not lift my left arm up as high as they wanted me to, and the bitch yelled at me. I had a frozen shoulder FFS, and she did not give a crap! Because I could not do the spread eagle, hands up don’t shoot pose perfectly, I got the hands all over my body until they met resistance!
Someone owes me a drink, or a goodnight kiss, just saying!
What do you think would have happened if I would have yelled back at her? I am not a mean-spirited person, but I must tell you words that rhymed with “Duck” were right on the tip of my tongue. This bitch must have been a holdover from the SS, or a love child from Hitler’s third mistress six times removed.
Folks, we can bitch about the injustices in life, or they can become fodder for your next adventure.
My novels are adventures. In The Girl Nextdoor, I introduce that term, and I love that story. It is a rags to riches story that is slightly naughty and again a lesbian story of romance. Magic from Scotland plays into the mix making this story fun for anyone who might read it.
Truth told; life is an adventure. When life kicks you around, kick back and write about it!
I want to write a story that is so out of character for me. I want to write a story where my main character is like this mob boss who takes shit from nobody! The blond sister who was just rude for the sake of being rude would not survive this story. Or if she did, she might be made to suffer at the hands of some large man who had a thing for mean bitches.
I can just see her tethered in such a way with his hands on her hair pulling it back…oh, baby! I feel better already! Perhaps I need to go to work for the TSA….maybe not….
My problem is that I am a lover of folks and I even made an excuse for her in my mind. When I left, I told her to try and have a nice rest of the day. It was better than to say to her to go Eff herself! That she might have enjoyed… I most certainly would have missed my flight and been strip-searched and …well …hmmmm ….do you think….never mind….
She is a character in one of my novels, and I am not telling you which one. You will have to find her if you are interested.
I did not get her name, and I usually make a point to get people’s names who impress me one way or the other. Friend or foe I can channel them and then I can have my way with them …. LOL…
Did someone make an impression on you?
If your name is Victoria, please forgive this next question. Why is it that people named Vickie or Victoria seem to be, more likely as not, to be a total vacuous bitch? Is it just me?
Next time we meet, we can talk about names.
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Waves of Emotions, Does the Moon Affect them like the Tides of the oceans?
Many of you know that I have been dealing with the loss of a close friend who recently passed. The things in life that we take for granted, the smile, knowing look, the chuckle that you caused, and that voice on the other end of the line that you come to know as your lifeline to reality, those are precious… When those are gone, and you are left alone…the tides roll.
As one who has always “adopted” older friends it has been my privilege to know and care for many that have since passed. Each and every one unique and precious and missed. Two of the last three I was asked to do their Eulogy, which if you have never done, try and get through it without becoming a basket case in front of countless people. It is not easy.
The more you care, the more it hurts, and the harder it is.
Spending days writing it I finally had to remove anything in it that would trigger me, and then it was still a challenge.
Today I was dealing with their family trying to be of some assistance, and it brought back the pain all over again. Facing the “residual” of a friend trying to assess some monetary value to it as to assist their survivors is just miserable!
The “things” the treasures that charmed them and we are now relegated to boxes of stuff waiting for an estate sale.
I often go to antique malls looking for trinkets that “charm” me but more often than not I look for things that might inspire a story.
From strange tools to old tchotchkes that someone treasured a long time ago interests me. I once bought an ancient relic that looked like it belonged to some tribe in some dark jungle as I thought if I could imbue it with magical properties it might make a story. Who knows.
I sift through old black and white photos of people who have long since passed that have found their way to the antique malls and make up little stories about them as I hold their picture in my hand. If the story sounds good, I buy the image, and he or she becomes a character in a novel.
Many of you can relate to the loss of a loved one. You know that the waves are real and sometimes they can bury you. I keep some memento of them around me as they were important to me for decades.
How do you deal with loss?
Stuff cannot replace them.
The things we find in antique malls are just effects that meant something to someone long ago.
On multiple occasions, I have purchased boxes of “things” on eBay. This one box I bought the person who sold it took care to wrap each individual thing in tissue. There were old lenses from glasses. There was a model of an old delta airplane. There was a marionette that is probably from the thirties. There were some timeworn cufflinks, a watch and just basically a drawer of someone’s stuff that was put into a box and sold. There was even a broken glass figurine of a toucan. Where did that come from and how it did come to be in that drawer and how did it get broken.
I got the box and looked at each and every little thing including the old glasses. This was the residual of a life. The old airplane they probably got when they flew. The little marionette might have been passed down to them from a grandparent. The watch was old and well-worn but, it too told a story.
I carefully wrapped the stuff back up and stored it away for a future day when I need an idea. Those trinkets will live again in some story and by them becoming part of one of my novels, the previous owner in some small way will also live again through my words.
If you are a writer, go visit antique malls. Spend time looking at the trinkets on display, and if something sparks a thought,, you know what to do.
Some things I snap a picture of as I have no desire to haul some piece of furniture home but….I found an article that I will tell you about.
In this old downtown store, there was this small desk that belonged in a classroom from eons ago. The chair was in front, and the actual desk with the writing surface that lifted and a place to store crayons and such were underneath the writing surface.
This was designed very differently in that the chair in front of the person who used the surface of the desk was contingent on the person sitting in the chair not moving the desk. It was, in fact, a piss poor design to get the maximum amount of students in one small space but…Wow!
I immediately thought of “Good Night John Boy!”
Many of us go into such places looking for something to charm us to purchase it. I look for fodder for stories. I never know what will “trigger or spark” an idea.
Search “box of crap” on eBay and see what comes up. I used to challenge people to pick up an item and write a story about it. I would have a box of stuff and tell them to reach in and grab something without looking. Take it back to their desk and write.
To you my pretties, feed your characters. Find an item and write something on your blog, and tell me about it.
We live in an exciting world. When we can hide behind pseudonyms, it makes it easy to say things that you would not speak to someone in person, hopefully.
Here are a few answers to some e-mails that I get.
“What is wrong with “dick?” Don’t you lesbians use dildoes anyway?”
Hmmm, how do you respond to someone like that? Oh, wait…Who said I was a lesbian? Who said I wasn’t? I abhor labels, and if you read any of my novels, you would see that. As far as phalluses, who would want a moron like yourself on top of them?
If you truly understood the difference in the sexes, you would not make such statements.
I mentioned that I get a lot of dick pics in the e-mail inbox, and that is the intelligent response I get.
My interests in people are not what they look like, or what plumbing they have. I like intelligent, thoughtful, insightful people who may or may not agree with me but, they must respect my right to say what I wish, as I do theirs. Many of my friends and I don’t agree on everything. Perfect! Let’s talk about it over tea and let it go.
“Why do you write about lesbians?”
I write about all sorts of people. If you read my books, you will find that I have traditional relationships and then some which are just flat out taboo fantasies.
We all need a mental vacation at times, so I provide it in my novels. I have several friends who identify as gay, and I love them dearly. I happen to think that writing about lesbian relationships fills a void in this world. Diamond Joe is my favorite novel of all time for lesbian fiction. That book of all of my stories is one that I wish Hallmark would break their mold of man and woman, and make a movie of it. That novel is actually YA which is different from many of my books.
Diamond Joe will have you laugh and cry and allow you to see what some people have to go through to survive in this world. Same-sex marriage is a hot topic, and I don’t shy away from it.
“Have you ever been to a nude beach, is it really like that?”
I will admit to being nude around others in settings like I portray. Yes, it is very much like I depict in many of my novels. If you are curious, I would suggest that you pick up this latest novel, Kitties, Titties & Winks or the last series of Nudists of Shangri-La.
The issue with naturism is that there is indeed is no mystery. Once your clothes are off, and you realize that nudity is not what many make it in their minds, to quote the politics of the day it is a “nothing burger.”
That is why in many of my books I mention it, walk you or the character through the process and then spice it up with something else as naturism by itself is truly healthy and truly not enough to write a book about.
I do love the feel of the wind and sun on parts that are reserved for shadows. I never tire of that.
How do you find time to write so much and keep a day job?
Harold, I don’t sleep. That is not really true, but I am an insomniac. If the characters are active so am I. I cannot tell you how many times that I have crawled out of bed at 3 am and worked on a project till it was time to go to work.
If you are passionate about what you are doing it is a small price to pay. We can all rest when we are dead. Right now, today, this is for the living, and I live my life. I went out with friends last weekend, and the conversation focused on what was on TV worth watching.
I had zero input. I don’t watch TV. I have this incredible 4K, 55 inch set in my office that I might turn on when I am eating, and then it goes right back off. I do like YouTube. I love individual musicians, and I want to teach myself to mimic them on the guitar. I find that playing a musical instrument keeps me sharp and mentally alert. Playing also allows me to wind down and at least start the sleep process.
“Why do you use such hard words?”
Oh Phil, bless your heart. I laughed at that one. Really? If you are reading it on kindle just highlight it and improve your vocabulary. I have an excellent command of the English language. That does not stop me from making grammatical missteps, or from typing you instead of your or you’re, but I do share my knowledge with you.
When I was young, I kept a dictionary with me whenever I read. Later in life, it was a college dictionary. I looked up every word that I did not readily know. It paid off.
Today we have tools that are marvelous. No, I will not dumb down my writing style. Unless I write that children’s book, I will juxtapose words with more than two syllables with everyday words that you might hear on the playground.
Those were a few of the dozens of e-mails that I cherry-picked.
Thanks for them even the snarky comments. At least you cared enough to stop by. As for the rest of this week…Read my books!
Seriously this book is worth your time, and I look forward to the feedback!
Having spoken with many people from all walks of life, we have a common thread, our sexuality. Even the most rigid, moral snobs, secretly want what you and I want. I think that being judged by your peers in a court of law has merit, however; the fault is, there are lawyers involved.
Were you aware that while the judge must keep the law in mind, the lawyer’s job is not so much to prove your innocence or guilt but, sway the jury one way or another? Usually, they do that with emotions as they are, after all, thespians. Yes, they act, either taking the moral high ground or playing the victim. In fact, it is probably a sham.
I don’t know how a lawyer can live with himself or herself after getting a murderer or rapist off the hook by acting or finding some technicality. The crooks are running the asylum, which we are unwitting players in from time to time.
Can you imagine if a case was presented exclusively on the facts?
Was she at the scene of the murder?
Were her fingerprints at the murder scene?
Did she have a motive?
No, we have things like how she is dressed and who her family is, and that she went to church and look, here are some pictures of her as a Girl Scout. Wait, here are some pictures when she was a missionary in Haiti.
But what about these pictures of the murder scene with a knife sticking out of the guy’s chest?
“This delicate little flower could not have done it, look how fragile she is…” PFFFT!
If you have ever served on a jury, you can tell that the pool was selected carefully, looking for criteria that would suit their client’s case. I was on a panel once that was for a murder trial. The man was guilty as sin, and we had a few ladies that were not wanting to find him guilty as he had only murdered once, and he seemed like such a good boy, and his mama was there looking all pitiful.
How about that questionnaire that you have to fill out basically telling the attorneys how you will lean. It is like a cookbook, telling them what they need to say to coheres you! They need to abolish that damned thing!
How about a list of names, not sir names, just first names, or maybe numbers …they could be random picks from a hat. That would indeed be fairer than knowing how you will come down on the facts or how to sway you…
Check it out, a car salesman took a young woman out to the back of the lot to show her a good deal on the loss leader car that they never sell. He then knocks her on the head and rapes her. Now that he is done with her, “oh shit! What do I do now, she will tell on me.” Strangling her, he takes her to the creek near the back of the lot and tosses her body in.
Camera footage shows him walking off with her, and yet, they try to make her the sick person, as she has been known to “sleep around.”
She was, in fact, a college student who worked at the local topless joint putting herself through school. This is where she met Mr. Murderer, who promised her a great deal…He raped her and killed her.
Imagine how her family felt… It is more about acting than the law, which is sad. The bastard would not let the jury assess his fate if he lost… That was sad! I wanted to hang the fat fuck! Those on the panel that wanted to acquit him might have had him slapped on the wrist.
Yes, they find the most emotionally susceptible to the pool and install them so they can each play to them. Each attorney knows what to say to his or her picks. The reasonable doubt hangs a lot of juries.
I once had a prominent attorney tell me that it is easier for him to get someone off if they are guilty rather than if they are innocent. Folks the system is flawed.
My point is not to reform the system, although God knows that it needs it, my point is, we are all guilty. We all have some deep dark secrets that we would probably rather keep buried. The difference between them and us is, we won’t murder someone for a few minutes of pleasure…Would we?
That is one reason I am a proponent of legalized prostitution. Men are what they are, women are what they are. How do we deal with it?
Bishops and others who deny their sexuality, does not work out too well for them, well for their victims… Folks we were made, designed to procreate and that means sexually.
Ever had a nun for a teacher? How was that? A woman without release, wow!
So my pretties, what makes you moist? If you are a guy what makes you “firm?” If you could go to “Fantasy Island” and live out your fantasy, what would it be?”
One of the best lines I heard regarding wives is that the most excellent wife is an angel in the kitchen and a whore in the bedroom. Misogynistic? Probably, but think about it. We all have those thoughts. I have teased on several occasions about a delicious spanking before the main event. There is something attractive and somewhat dangerous about submitting to someone else. Tied or tethered in such a way that you cannot move, and are at risk of being penetrated or spanked or whatever makes you misty or makes your mate Horney as hell.
“I think the perfect man or mate would be one who was tuned into your fantasy and was not afraid to take matters in hand. Role play perhaps? Arrange a cabin in the woods where a little rope play could take place. Hot wax maybe? How about restrained to where you cannot stop him or her as they bring you to orgasm time after time? Nipple clamps? They work on guys too…Just saying…
What would you say if you were asked to visit a clothing optional place? How would you feel if your husband or boyfriend or perhaps your wife said that they had a desire to go to a nude beach? What would that feel like to bare it all around others? Would it make you damp? You men, would you have priapism, or would it go into hiding?
I have such a good time with different people from all walks of life. Our diversity in thought and mores make us interesting. The things that interest you or secretly turn you on are part of you. Is there harm in living out a fantasy?
Marriage, today in America, is doomed. We are so stodgy, so constrained by mores passed down by the Puritans that many will die, never genuinely having one single orgasm! I am talking about toe curling, wet patch creating, screaming “YES, YES, YES!” Orgasm! If this is you…oh my, think Hitachi and read some of my books. Everyone should have orgasms often… That would be my wish for Americans and people everywhere.
I genuinely believe more orgasms would cut down on bull shit wars!
Several of my novels attempt to feed your fantasies. Whether you are a man or woman, there is something in them for you.
I try to keep it from being smut. I love a good story. I like titillation, and I genuinely love when you can feel that you know the characters. I strive for developing a connection between you and them. I do that with character development. When they are laying over someone’s lap or perhaps removing their clothing, I want you to feel that anxiety or that rush of adrenaline.
If you get misty, I am so thrilled for you, and for me. If you are a man and end up with taking things in hand, that is ok too. Good for you, and me!
If on the other hand, I can elicit a tear, wow that is excellent news too. I strive for laughter more than tears as I am a happy person, and I try to spread that humor and joy, when and where I can.
My latest novel came back from the editor today, and I posted it on Amazon. She tells me it should sell for over $20. I am letting you have it for a mere $3.99…
Over 93,000 words of story for you to enjoy.
Our leading lady falls in love with her roommate in college. This is complicated by the fact that her friend Joan has a lesbian for a mother, who was a supermodel in her day. She sees the two playing volleyball nude in the pool and for the first time, sees her friend as a possible model and not her daughter’s friend.
Gloria, her mother, is a capitalist hatching a plan to exploit her. She wants to push Melissa into a career that she left, to be her manager. Selling her to the highest bidder making money from her, was her plan. Where the heart is involved, trouble ensues as things are not going to happen as she plans.
Joan also has a dark secret that Melissa and Gloria now have to deal with.
Kitties, Titties and Winks, should show up soon as available, so keep checking my author page for updates. Until some agent or publisher discovers me and talks me into signing with them,, my books are dirt cheap.
To date here is a list of my published novels which are selling all over the globe.
Kitties, Titties &Winks
Nudists of Shangri-La
Nudists of Shangri-La II Eden Texas
Voices from the Past
The Saga of the Starduster
Hole in Time – Life
Hole in Time – Home
Hole in Time – Sentient
Hole in Time – Eden
Hole in Time — Progeny
Hole in time -– Hello From the Other Side
Hole in Time — Divinity
Hole in time – Orinite
Hole in Time – Revenge is Sweet
Hole in Time – Pilot
Fractured & other out of the box thinking
Madam and the Queen
The Queen & The Black Witch of Chicago
The Princess and The Queen
The Girl Next Door
Ghost Signal of Colorado Springs
#Dear _____ People, a book for the Ages
Dragon Master and the Witch
If you have read any of these, I want to take a moment to personally thank you! I work a day job and still manage to crank out a novel every few months. I think it keeps me sane.
I get lots of e-mail, and I love it. I cannot always answer you, but know that I appreciate it. Some of the input is invaluable, and some are dick pics. Hmmmm. I don’t know if they are suggesting that I get fucked or…they are offering their services. I will share a secret with you men out there…. I might respond to pictures if they were less….male….
Twscott (at) TWScott823.com
Much Love people…Seriously, I mean it. You make what I do worth it!
Joan had a secret that she was afraid would run off her friend.
Hello, my pretties!
Are you sad when you finish a manuscript?
I don’t know about other writers or authors I can only respond for myself.
YES…A resounding YES!
Perhaps I am Cybil and should be locked up in some sanatorium reserved for the mentally deranged. You know one of those old black and white places where they still use shock therapy… Ok, maybe not. Shock therapy would not even make a useful BDSM trope.
Having written over thirty novels, all of the characters are known to me. When I kill one off it kind of hurts in a way, they each have their own voice.
This latest novel Kitties Titties and Winks is such a precious novel full of humor and love and yes emotionally charged moments. I love how each character has their own personage. When you read the narrative you don’t have to guess who is talking, you know by their vernacular and the cadence of their speech pattern.
This novel should be a 20 dollar novel, and it is a shame that I will end up giving it away at $3.99 a copy. That is the plight of the independent author.
I could price it at $19.95, but I doubt anyone would spend that kind of money. It is not until you are EL Jamesand everyone is talking about you, will someone drop over $4.00.
I wish I could convey that message to new or want to be writers. I talk with so many who believe that all they need to do to secure their financial future is to “write a book.”
I have over 30 out there. While I enjoy many deposits from different countries to my bank account, allow me to be the first to tell you, I still have a day job.
It is not my goal to dissuade anyone I merely want to set your expectations in reality.
This latest novel is tender and touching and humorous and naughty all in one book. 93,000 words of fun.
I will be releasing it when I get it back from the editor. Currently, I am going back and forth with this or that fix. I am in hopes that this manuscript will be more professional than those in the past which required different revisions.
At $3.99, I will have to sell a butt load of them just to break even.
If you are one of my followers on Twitter or WordPress thanks for following me and telling others about me.
If you are one of my readers…Thanks so Much!
It means a lot to me every time one of you buys one of my books. Even at $2.99, it is an affirmation, and that inspires me and others like me to keep writing.
After several of you sent e-mails about my last project, it was made clear to me that there are those who appreciate a toasty derriere. I am always happy to consider topics suggested by my followers and or fan base here and on Twitter.
I put aside my current project of Gods and Insects and came up with over 90K words of fantasy juxtaposed with some appropriate thoughts and situations regarding clothing optional places and activities.
This novel which is at the editor; is more fantasy than about nudism but, the clothing optional ideals I hold sacrosanct and do not besmirch them…much… I do take artistic license just a little.
The tagline “Nudity is Normal” is in the book.
Follow me here and or on Twitter for release dates. If the last two Nudists novels are any indication, there seem to be many of you who appreciate that kind of writing. Thanks for the encouragement!
Two college roommates graduate and sink back into their regular home routine. Once returning home to live with their parent’s things are eerily familiar. From sleeping late to picking up their chores before college, backsliding to childhood was almost too easy.
When the former roommates missed each other enough, they decided to get together to shop and talk and do what young ladies do. One of the two takes the risk of alienating her closest friend by finally acknowledging her feelings for her. This admission sparks a conversation which starts the snowball rolling as the two embrace their feelings taking them to the next level. One of them, however, has a dark fantasy and is hopeful the other will help her play it out.
Joan’s mother; also attracted to ladies makes for an interesting twist to the story. Gloria plots to make money, treating her daughter’s new lover as an object with the idea to offer to the highest bidder. Her plan goes awry when emotions enter into the developing triangle that would divide most. This story is rife with humorous situations, romance, and fantasy.
Kitties, Titties and Winks, is an enjoyable lighthearted lesfic with some mild BDSM and lots of love.
When Mellissa is encouraged and eventually transformed into a model by Joan’s mother, the story takes flight. The journey will have you turning the pages as you come to know the characters and enjoy the sensations of young people in love while experimenting with their sexuality. Adult 18+
If you know of, or are an agent, that would like to represent a proven author, I am still an independent author after 30 published novels which are selling all over the globe.
Each Query letter takes a minimum of four hours if you do it correctly.
Firstly you must subscribe to a service for authors which assist you in knowing if they are a predator or editor. *
You must then research the field of possible agents that have your particular Genre in their portfolio of desired works.
You need to look at if they are accepting new submissions.
Then you must research the agent to see what they have published recently and how often they actually release something.
Then you must look at what they published and see if it is indeed similar to what you are offering.
Now you must read and adhere to the specifics of the query letter format that they require to even look at your submission. Every jot and tittle must be strictly observed.
Now, if you have done all that, you then word the “hook” as best you possibly can.
Four hours for each letter is a conservative estimate, and no two agents want it the same way.
When you read their requirement, and then at the end, they say something to the effect “If you never hear from us consider it a pass!” Why indeed
*A word about predators.
There are many out there who are indeed predators who “prey” on independent authors. For a small Dollar amount, they guarantee to get your manuscript in front of the right people. For a few dollars, they will edit your document. For a few dollars, they will do this or that.
There is nothing wrong with a service, it is capitalism. What makes you the proverbial sheep in a field of wolves??? Your manuscript is the next Tale of Two Cities, you know it in your heart of hearts, you just need to get past the bubble gum chewing, snot-nosed intern, working for their mother in her basement, and get your work on their desk.
You need to get past the intern with big plans to be an agent one day so they can dream of throwing your manuscript in the proverbial trash because they know more than their boss.
Those predators out there have taken advantage of better, smarter, brighter people than you, so don’t be fooled.
In short you have no objectivity, that makes you the sheep.
Everyone thinks that they can write. Teens who recently found that there are more to words than expletives believe that they can write. All of those millions of want to be authors are peddling their “stuff” in the form of query letters to those interns who think that they can also write.
Amazon and other “services” take 30% or your royalties and possibly more to host your manuscript and that is it. They don’t edit, assist with the cover art, marketing, nothing!
They too will sell you services in the way of marketing…They get your money….
Agents take 30%, and they edit, create cover art, market and assist you with your story for consistency and a whole host of other things. They also can get more than $2.99 for 100,000 words.
On Amazon and the like, you are competing with everyone! It only takes one person who feels that you are a threat to buy your book and then write a terrible review. I had this happen to my number one best selling book. It is clear that they never read it from what they wrote.
While authors are not in competition, and I do my best to assist other authors, the reality is that some are out there who just are not friendly people.
The bottom line my pretty’s is this. If you think you can write. Good for you. If you want to write, good for you. If you’re going to spend hours of your life begging for some agent to look at your work, good for you.
I write for the pleasure of writing and creating the story. I write because I continually get people contacting me telling me that they liked this or that. Some suggest I might change this or that and that is ok. I do it for me! I still have a day job.
When I look at my bank statement and I see all those Amazon deposits from different countries it gives me some satisfaction as well. Thanks for that. If you are one of my readers I really do appreciate you!
Again contact me here on the blog, write me an email at TWSCOTT (at) TWScott823.com
Trisha could not believe her friend was about to remove her clothes in front of the web cam.
For me growing up as a child, there were two states of a fact. It was binary actually. Was it truthful or was it a lie.
When I was young, cursing would earn a bar of soap shoved in your mouth, and a deliberate lie would usually get your seat warmed up. It did not make a difference if you were a boy or girl. Lying was just not done. It did not take long to learn that the truth, good or bad was better than the alternative.
Is that why I like to write about a delicious spanking now and then? Maybe I should tell a lie… Ok back to the theme…
While many of us prevaricate to spare someone’s feelings or protect a friend, I think we have taken it to an extreme today. Why?
The family unit is in disarray and economics play into the scenario. When June Cleaver was parenting the Beave, her job was “housewife.” This was also true of my mother.
Clearly many might see that as misogynistic. I do not, as those were different times back then. Our roles were clearly defined by the mores of the time. Advancing from the dark ages and actually allowing women to vote and smoke and what have you, there were unintended consequences. The family unit suffered.
Soon it took two working parents to make ends meet as there were more workers in the workforce. More supply equals less demand aka cheaper wages. We have stopped teaching economics today. We must as the media and politicians are trying to convince us that more workers are a good thing. No people it is simple economics. Supply and demand.
The snowball picked up speed and soon even two parents working kept many below the poverty line. The losers were the children and society.
Honestly, I would like to see one parent home with their children. I don’t care which one, but children need supervision and a role model. The job of a parent is one of the most critical tasks you can have.
What if we paid parents to parent their kids? Children are actually a resource which any government depends on to succeed. Children grow up to be taxpayers.
To take the place of both parents working, Cable TV made the scene filling our homes with more than a half dozen channels that actually stay on past midnight. Because it is cable, the content is not as regulated thusly, now you have R rated material in your living room. Before Cable, one had to go to the drive-in on the south side of town or a movie house that specialized in those kinds of productions.
Shortly after cable, we had Video Tape and then DVD and blue ray! Now we stream everything!
TV soon took the place of books. TV took the place of other forms of entertainment as well as shaping our ideas of morality. Hollywood was now showing our kids the way. After this #mee2 movement one has to wonder just what Hollywood is up to. Never the less, Big Bird and the Count raised many children. I still think that is why many people today have an attention span of about 15 minutes.
Mr. Rogers had a hand in it, and I understand they are going to put his likeness on a stamp!
Our worlds were rocked when children were suddenly abducted, and then others killed by their own parents. We built walls and fences and had our kids stay inside instead of allowing them to roam the neighborhood to play with their friends.
Screens of many different kinds entertained not only our kids but occupied the parents time as well. Taking mom and or dad away from parenting into a virtual world of cops and robbers or stealing virtual cars and collecting whores. Or it could have taken them to some other made up family trying to make it work in a make-believe world. It is called escapism and we do it unbeknownst to ourselves.
It is not hard to understand why our values as a people are changing. Garbage in Garbage out. When you allow Hollywood to captivate your attention for entertainment and you watch media outlets who have an agenda, the fabric of society will take on a different pattern. In short, my childhood days will not look your children’s childhood days.
When you want to take over a country you first take over the media. Our media is corrupt, and only half the country see it. Others do not want to see it. Then you have both parents working or you have children in a single-parent home where the children become orphans. They rely on the TV, school and older children for guidance. Role models if you will. Today we see Mylie Cyrus who now admits that she was high while filming her infamous Wrecking Ball, as a role model.
We also see older kids selling drugs and our children witness this and see it as a way to make tax free cash. “I don’t need no stinking education!”
Drugs of all sorts pervade the music industry and the movies depicting the use of them as normal. Not only the movies and sitcoms but also in music. Destructive behavior is glorified, and then people wonder why this child or that child overdosed. A complete surprise!
The entertainment industry knows bloody well why but they will not admit it as money talks and a few dead children to them is nothing. When Dumb and Dumber released there were stupid people who actually tried some of those stunts including laying on the road where there was traffic.
A recent commercial for insurance of some sort depicting a child putting his toys down the toilette had many that I personally know calling plumbers out as their kids flushed their toys down the commode after seeing that commercial!
Much like James Dean and cigarettes pervaded the movies making smoking look cool. Drugs in the movies do the same thing. We have not learned from history and are doomed to repeat it.
There is no honor in dying from an overdose!
Why am I picking on Mylie or James or the music industry? I am not actually. While I don’t judge people or try not to, I think those in the public spotlight have a duty to understand that many will emulate them as a form of flattery and some will do it just to be cool. What they do and what they say has a larger impact than what you or I do or say. Why? They have no special insight into anything. They can remember lines and emote. Hardly a reason to worship them but people do. What they do have is a large megaphone! You and I may not have that. Even with Social media without thousands of followers, your lone voice in the wilderness gets lost in the noise.
A year ago I wrote a book called Cyber Subs. It is a somewhat naughty story about two girls who cannot make it in rural Kansas. The story depicts what life was like in a small agrarian community. It then moves them to a large city where a connected life changes their world.
While my reasons for writing the novel were many, one of the things that I was trying to do is call attention to a real-life scenario happening today. Close to 2000 ladies are now on this one site, at any given time basically being a slut for tips. I don’t really like that word and I hate to use it pejoratively like that. What else could you call it?
When one of my twitter followers had in her bio “CyberSlut,” I was taken aback. Understand the world that I came from, girls actually cared about being virgin when they married. While young men I am sure had much looser standards, one did not want to be that girl that was talked about especially in a small town and one certainly did not want to be that girl that went away for several months. I remember the boys were happy to make third base, but when it came time to marry these same boys looked for someone who was not a “lending library.” Assholes huh?
Believe it or not getting pregnant or something that required a shot of penicillin was about the worst that could happen to you back in the day. Aids is a relatively recent invention and a possible consequence as far as a lack of sexual morality goes.
Today I spent a few moments on that site to see what if anything had changed. WOW! Just about 2000 models during the middle of the day doing their best to lure men or women into their “room.”
One girl was talking to the crowd of 344 users when she mentioned that there is a market for “dirty panties.”
She lamented that she did not like to sell them as it was a hassle to go to the post office. “If I cant make 50 dollars for a pair, it is not worth it!” Her words.
I totally concur that going to the post office is a headache but $50 for nasty panties?
I remember watching an Amy Schumer skit where she said something to the effect “don’t you just hate it when you pull your panties down and it looks like someone blew their nose in them?”
The audience laughed and I gaged, and then changed the channel.
So tell me followers of mine, who would pay good money for dirty panties? How would they explain that to their mate, if they have one? “Yea funny thing about those, I ahh got them off eBay yeah eBay and they were supposed to be new …. for you honey…” Would she buy it? If your mate is on that site, I suggest you spice up your sex life or get some help.
Do you think Vickies is missing an opportunity? They could have models wear their product and then sell it on eBay… Nah, probably not!
The problem with sites like this as I see it, they cheapen human life. They, in fact, dehumanize the girls on it and probably the miscreants paying good money to entice more ladies to partake in this type of behavior. If there were no desire, there would be no market.
While I do think that prostitution should be legal and regulated where health is concerned I also believe that this type of thing on the internet where any age of a child can access it, is wrong. Young folks cannot possibly process what they are seeing and if they are exposed to it, what will it do to their psyche?
Women are screaming about being treated poorly by men, and then there is this. This is only one site of which I know of many more. Which is it? Respect as a person or just sexual object? We are sending a mixed message, and the receivers of that message could be your husband or your three-year-old.
I did go to a lingerie show with some friends one day for “charity.” You could purchase the item from the model, and she would take it off and hand it to you at your table. We thought it all great fun, but we were actually looking at the product and not the models wearing them. “Is that a lie? Is that a lesbian activity?” This was so long ago I think they had pasties on. As I remember these were real women, you know with curves.
“Nothing but the Bass”
I guess I should have waited to write the book as the site has evolved since I last checked it out. The book gets over 3000 hits every day, so people are interested in it.
As a writer, I must tell you that if you are observant, there is plenty of material out there. As much as I would like to understand the “models” mindset I would not mind trying to understand the person who would actually buy a pair of dirty panties. Maybe not. I wonder how many she sells? There is a difference between lingerie on a model in front of you and dirty panties. C’mon there is a difference, right?
I try hard not to judge people. We are all here doing our thing. I write for the masses, and those girls are performing for them. What I write is the creation of pure fantasy, and they are providing an illusion of a visual kind for those that need it or desire it. Men are undoubtedly visual creatures, and ladies are more intellectual when it comes to erotic fun. Reading a story from a good author, the picture in our head is much better than an actual scene in some movie or on a computer screen.
In a book, for instance, we can put ourselves in that characters head and soon it is us taking off our clothing for those 344 users. If written correctly we should be able to feel what that model felt. Including the slap on her ass. Ouch!
I tried to imagine what it would be like to remove your clothing on camera for several hundred people at one time. Would it be an adrenalin charged adventure or would it be just ho-hum? Would it turn into ho-hum after a few times of performing? If you read Cyber Subs, both of the characters are so fun. Trisha is delightful. Honestly, she is someone I would love to know.
Do those models fantasize too? Do they imagine that all those men want them… If you are a model on any site like that, please feel free to drop me a note. Check out my website at www.authortwscott.com. From there go to the contact page. Please, guys, no dick picks. Unless you are …never mind, no dick pics. It is just amazing how many hard human parts find my inbox. No, I mean as in e-mail. Naughty boy.
I write about nudists in my latest series Nudists of Shangri-La. After much research, I tried to put myself into that mindset so I could write about it. Much of what I write about comes from actual life experiences, I will just leave it there.
This weekend try to love someone and make them feel special. We need more genuine love in this world. It is too full of hate, contempt, and bigotry all of which I rail against.
Love and sex are two different things gentlemen.
We are much more alike than we are different. Who we listen to and where we were raised, slants our mores but if we could all get together on the same page we would find we have much more in common than that which divides us. The media for some reason are working overtime to drive us apart, but it is not true. You even have more in common with the civilians of Russia than you know. The Gods don’t want you to know that, but it is true.
Yes, my newest novel Gods and Insects is coming along. That is a tease….
That is actually what Nudists of Shangri-La is about, although it is a titillating novel it also has some enlightenment philosophy in it. When reading that try to put yourself into Hal’s or Judy’s head. Since it is narrative driven it is easy to do. If you liked 50 shades you will love this book!
The number most certainly is crap, but I still don’t want to perpetuate a scam in any possible way.
That is the latest scam that I received today on my phone. In a computerized voice aka robo-call, this scam is one of many trying to extract money if not a credit card number from some unsuspecting person.
Naturally, Microsoft would not call, and your OS does not expire. It may become obsolete but indeed would not terminate.
If you have a loved one or know someone who might fall for this you might want to give them a heads up.
If a flying disc landed in front of you what would you do?
I am rather amazed to see actual real footage of UFO’s caught on military aircraft cameras released to the public. This is from 2012.
More and more we are seeing actual footage of alien type anomalies reported and making the news. Is Trump allowing the American people to actually see some of the truth about this subject to grasp how we react? Was the 1947 Roswell crash true? Are we being groomed to allow us to learn the truth or is it all lies and deception?
Will we ever know the truth about Area 51?
It is no secret that I am a huge science fiction fan. It is also no secret that in many of my novels currently selling worldwide, I talk about the danger of being discovered by an alien interloper.
While Hollywood paints this picture of friendly aliens trying to phone home or aliens that are benevolent that want to come and assist us, I fear that the more accurate representation of aliens would be that of Independence Day!
Had someone asked me when Carl Sagan was sending a roadmap to the earth on a golden record out into space complete with our human anatomy on it, I might have dissuaded him.
I found it interesting the other day when Michio Kaku said we do not need to be meeting with any aliens. He said it would be like an intellectual trying to talk with a squirrel.
I disagree “respectfully” with him, however. I think it would be more like an intellectual trying to talk with a cockroach.
The significance is that they would think nothing of squashing a cockroach, and at least a squirrel has some redeeming qualities.
In The Saga of the Starduster, one of my latest novels, I humorously portray what an alien society might make of earth and its population. While my point was on target, I try to always interject humor.
The absolute truth is that we are a people ruled by our emotions. The society that abducts Don has decided to do away with feelings as they are unpredictable and can cause war.
Our petty squabbles on this planet are purposeless. We go to war for what someone else has. From Cain and Able to modern day, we go to war if not literally then certainly figuratively. We get this case of the “by gods” and stop listening to anyone else’s point of view.
No, I fear that the visits, if they are indeed happening are trying to decide just how dangerous we are. Should we be allowed to leave our planet? They might be researching what our natural resources are before deciding what to do with us.
Currently, as we presently are, I would say we have no business greeting other races outside of the human race. Can you imagine the bigotry that we have today on any difference what so ever pushed out into a population of aliens who can travel light years in hours?
Given technology to reach to the stars would be dangerous for advanced civilizations.
Some of the happiest, most well-adjusted people that I know, are people who have very damned little stuff or money. They make do with what they have. Family, friends, enough to eat and nobody messes with them, is what they want.
The better off people are it seems to me the more screwed up that they are. Is that just my perception?
I once met a man in an elevator going to see his oncologist. We were in a clinic in Houston, I was bringing things up to the doctor to sell him. As we waited for the elevator the water from the recent rain shower, we both walked in from the parking lot, dripped off us. There were puddles on the tile floor as we closed our umbrellas and tried to look as though we had just not left a sauna. I was not thrilled with the weather and wished that I was not working that day. I was, in fact, sure that a warm bed with a purring feline and good book would have been a much better use of my time.
Man, was I wrong!
I asked him how he was, and he said… “Every day the good lord lets me wake up and suck air, is a good day!”
I never forgot that bit of wisdom from an old gray-black gentleman. He was wearing a suit to see his doctor, and I was thrilled to meet him. That meeting was the most important meeting of that day and probably that year.
We should all be like that!
I stopped complaining that day. Changed my life. I was there doing my job, and he was there to see how much life he had left. He was happy and cheerful, even in Houston’s miserable hot rain.
In a way, I would like to try and live in an Amish community for a bit. The more that I know about the world that we live in, the less content that I am. Without the smartphone reminding me every few moments about how evil Trump is, or why the Democrats are so great, just possibly I might think for myself.
Why Yahoo news has joined with the likes of Facebook and Google to cast dispersions on the president of the United States is beyond me.
“How can a people this advanced be this damned stupid!”
If you want to take over a country you take over the media. Google, Facebook, and Yahoo are the media that most look at for their news. Ninety-Seven percent of it is negative on Trump! Even with American’s getting fatter paychecks they still trash Trump. Why?
It would be ok if they were balanced but they are not. Every report on the president has a negative spin on it. Triggered much Google?
Stupid might not be the correct adjective. Possibly we are just short-sighted. Our values seem to be turning upside down and for what reason? Who is selling this pack of lies and why?
We can only hope that if we are being visited by aliens from another galaxy or solar system, that they are more intelligent and benevolent than we are.
From what we have seen of them “which is very limited” it would appear that they do not comport with our understanding of physics. Flying at right angles at incredible speeds would not fit our understanding of physics. They have apparently figured out how to manipulate time.
While it appears to us that they are moving at right angles at incredible speeds they are just cruising along in a “different time zone” if you will, and when they need to get away from us they just change the time variable.
Time as we understand it is incorrect. It is not a constant as most of the world believes.
Are you ready for some me time? Who loves you Baby!
Amazon already released It!
In our first book of the series, Hal and Judy travel to the piney woods near the top of a mountain in California. It is here that Phil and his wife Eva host a class for folks who want to discover who they are.
It is called enlightenment.
The theory is that until you know who you are and what you are about you will not function correctly in life. There is real theory where some of us are mechanical in nature. We do things because our parents did these things.
If you harken back to the animal kingdom, you might remember that creatures do things that are programmed into their DNA. There are no advanced classes for birds on flying. No aerodynamic courses for them they just innately do it.
We, MAN just innately do certain things without knowing why.
Phil and Eva seek to strip the veneer of false mechanical actions away and start again with the truth.
Judy, having a tough time of their marriage convinces, her husband that they need to go and learn how to like themselves and know themselves. Hal just wanted all this nonsense to go away so he could get back to being the capitalist that he was.
Loving his wife he agrees, and off they go to find themselves in a camp full of nudist. The cabin that they are to stay in has no curtains, and the bathroom, shower and even bedroom have large windows where anyone can see in no matter what they are doing.
Stripping away their clothes and privacy, they soon realize that they are not so much different from anyone else.
Once past this façade, Phil digs in deeper exposing the monsters that we all have. Judy has a shady one that comes to life as she meets a man who is dark, handsome and mysterious and he is also known as cruel and sadistic. Her monster wants to know more about him and his antics.
Book one is a kind of book that has a good plot, a good story and enough titillation that you will want to read it when you are alone, not at work or if the kids are still awake.
Without giving it away, book 2 is a continuation of the story.
I asked my readers “you” if there were enough interests in creating a continuation.
The e-mail box soon filled up with Hell Yes!”
With the characters still fresh in my mind I wrote book two for you.
In this book, we learn much more about Judy and her monster. We also learn of her college roommate and some other characters which join them making this a fun filled action packed romp through the recesses of your fantasies. Whether you are a guy looking for hot erotic fiction or a lady looking for a naughty thrill to keep you warm by, I have it for you here.
Writing for both genders is a little challenging, and that is why I crafted them both this way. This kind of writing makes me a much better novelist.
They are both together about the price of a Latté. Support us independent authors so we can keep you entertained.
I love the comments and feedback and appreciate when someone gives me a suggestion like, for this book.
Placing myself in just about any character once I get into the mindset, I usually can come up with a story worth reading.
I have been asked by a local theatre group to write a screenplay.
There must be software created for screenplay creation. Once I get that and figure it out, I guess I will take a stab at it.
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“I knew and know many like that and it is fun.” Frequently I will go to bookstores where aspiring authors are and buy their book and visit with them. Even if the book is terrible, I will get them to sign it. I have bought some real stinkers over the years but, I am not the end-all of knowledge. Just possibly some people will like it so….. What is $20 here and there?
As promised you who follow me here will know about it first!
I finished the editing process today. I think you will like this book as much if not more than the first in the series. No matter what you enjoyed about the first book, this one has as much, if not more than the last.
When Hal ignores his wife’s needs for love while focusing on work, Judy first finds love in the arms of her college roommate. Realizing that there are more kinds of love than pure sex, Judy talks Hal into going to a place that claims that they teach a path to enlightenment.
Stripping away the many facades that people surround themselves with (clothing being one,) Hal soon finds that he is in a place in the woods full of naked people.
Exercises designed to promote enlightenment, release the monster inside of Judy, while also providing Hal, many receptive young ladies to entertain. Judy is attracted to a mysterious dark man who has a reputation for being cruel. Her desire to live out a fantasy brings her into the lair of this person who is known to be sadistic. Daring to tempt fate she flirts with danger willing to risk it all, including public humiliation to be sated as her personal monster demands.
In book II
Acknowledging her need to learn more about herself, Judy and Sally go back to Shangri-La after trying to figure out their demons in East Texas.
As if life was not complicated enough, Heidi enters into the picture along with her brother Karl, who is a real honest to goodness movie star and also well known in the Adult Movie Venue.
The girls want him to notice them as Hal takes a sabbatical with Heidi.
From photo shoots to movie shoots the girls learn more about themselves leaving them wanting.
Follow the adventures of Judy, Sally, Jenn and now Heidi and Hal as they learn what enlightenment is about while baring it all to strangers, production crews and to each other.
In Typical TW style, you will probably not be able to guess how the story will end.
As a person with many years of business acumen, I could not help but notice the trend of smartphones in use in just about any workplace.
From the film about the infamous Roy Crock we heard the phrase, “if your leaning you should be cleaning.” This phrase came back to me today as I ate my lunch at some quaint little restaurant on the square in McKinney Texas.
This place is a new place that is also a bakery. One woman in the back was always on the move decorating cakes and cookies. I watched her for a bit as I ate and she never took a break for even a drink. The manager or possibly her husband/owner went back to speak with her, and she never stopped working while they talked. I think it was business related as the look on his face was one of concern and not one of lighthearted banter.
Now, let’s talk about the waiters and waitresses. The young lady behind the counter responsible for drinks also never stopped working. The two on the floor were attentive enough but, were always on their phones. Was there cleaning that they could have been doing?
If they are on their phones texting or who knows what, their eyes are not on the customers or possibly assisting someone else.
You can always tell the people who have something to lose vs. the hired help. It is much easier today with the smartphone.
In office buildings, I see workers with phones in their hands or on their desk. Often they are in their hands.
I cannot help but wonder if the addiction to these devices is more detrimental than we realize.
Just last week I was on a short road trip to a customer’s place where an 18 wheeler driver was all over the road. Backing off there were several times that he came within inches of clipping guard rails. The driver was out of his lane more than he was in it.
Someone honked at him as he jerked it back into his lane. Within moments he was back to doing what I call the dance. It would be interesting to know how many people have died playing with smartphones while driving.
I finally passed him, and he did not even look up as he was focused on his phone.
From Texting to Social media to looking for the elusive Pokémon creature, smartphones are not smart.
Mine is set to not bother me while I am driving. If someone texts me, they are alerted to the fact that I am driving and I will not get their text until I stop. I would encourage everyone who drives and has a phone to set it like that.
My calls funnel through the car system via blue tooth which is just fine.
There are many inexpensive devices to use your blue tooth enabled phone to go through your car stereo. If your car is not equipped with it now, a method via a cheap device which plugs into your lighter adapter is available for just a few dollars.
I would be remiss if I did not mention that most of the customers were also on their phones and tablets even when they were sitting with others at the same table.
“Hello, I am here!”
Our social skills in this world are de-evolving I think. Practice loving one another, and that starts by listening to them and not reading some mindless chatter on social media and hitting like.
On the book front, I am wrapping up book two of Nudists in Shangri-La. I am excited about the story. I have managed to take a titillating story and put some meat into it so not only will you be entertained but, there is an actual plot that makes all sorts of sense.
If the interests are there, I could write a third in the series. I want you all after you read it, to tell me.
As far as these blogs, I appreciate the follows and comments. If you like the blog, I think you can press it or republish it on your site. I believe….
You followers of my blog and Twitter accounts get the first bit of news of what is going on. When I run a sale on something, you folks are the only people that know about it. That is my way of thanking you for following me.
As an aside let me tell you about the place I ate.
The food was good. The presentation was good. The price was reasonable. For a shop on the square, it is what I expected. Had the staff not been always on their phone, I probably would not have noticed it. I see this everywhere I go but, when you are dealing with the public, perception is everything.
If I had a nit it would be this. I ordered a Dr. Pepper and I heard her open the can behind the counter. She poured half of it into a water glass full of ice.
As a rule, I don’t drink beverages out of cans. When I buy them at the store, I find them in bottles or I don’t drink them. I prefer glass bottles over plastic, but plastic over aluminum.
Having said that, my drink was empty and she did not offer to re-fill it. I paid a high price for a half can of soda. That is a nit… If I go back I will stick with water.
I hope the week is good for you! I look forward to getting this next book released to you soon.
Many of you know that my closest friend was sick. My friend passed, and last week was the funeral. I was tasked with providing the Eulogy.
As a writer, I am blessed as I can turn a colorful phrase, provide an anecdote that people will resonate with, and make sure that I keep it light.
As a friend, this was one of the hardest things that I have ever written. I knew this person intimately. As a matter of fact, I knew them better than anyone else alive. It was only fitting that I was tasked with the Eulogy.
There are many stages of grief, and I am still at the guilt stage. I wanted them to hang around longer, fight harder and don’t let the bastards win. My friend was tired of the battle and the doctors and ready to go be with the lord.
The guilt is from I was thinking about me, and not them.
I am sure I will be turning the corner and running into lonely soon enough, as the hard cold facts settle in.
My friend is no more.
The phone number will cease to work and my caller id will no longer pop up with that name.
The difference between myself and even my parents was that when I breathe my last breath, I am hoping not to have too many of those “I should have or could have done this or that’s, undone.”
You are in control of your destiny. It is easy to blame someone else, but when it comes down to it, you are in control.
How badly do you want it?
To distract myself while my friend was in the process of dying I accepted a challenge to write a novel that is somewhat racy. A complete work of fiction of the 50 shades variety has garnered more attention than any of my other published works, and I just released it.
An email from a naturist wanted to read a book about that subject. They had just red Cyber Subs and liked it, so I blended naturism and 50 shades type material together.
It was not a matter of should have or could have, it was a matter of just doing it.
It is one of those fun reads that you read late at night on your Kindle when the kids are asleep.
If you are like me when I read before I go to sleep, often times I find elements of what I read in my dreams. Kind of fun if you have a vision like that and don’t wake up with red stripes on your backside. 🙂
My friend that passed knew me well too. My friend was a constant companion for many years and in fact my personal cheerleader. If I wrote a Sci-Fi great. If I wrote a young adult story, Great. If I write something like Nudist of Shangri-La, great! If I write about witches super. Whatever I write about is just that, a creative story that will resonate with some, and not with others. That is ok.
The question is, what do you want to read? What will sell?
I was editing the story last night before I went to bed. You can make notes on your Kindle, did you know that?
Anyway, I was reading the 11000-word sex scene that will entice you to not put the book down. Reading it from the frame of mind of an editor, I didn’t recognize my handiwork. If you did not know me one would wonder what kind of person I was?
I am a writer that can put myself in any mindset I choose to. I could be a nun or religious nut in one story, or a mass murderer in another. I can pilot a spaceship from one galaxy to the next, and stand toe to toe with NASA’s brightest in the next.
I am a writer. I am only limited by my imagination and time.
“You can be that too.”
Many of you who read my blog are bloggers and authors. I follow you, and as time permits I look at what you have written. Most of you are quite talented.
Turn all of your “should haves” into “I did that!”
When the bell tolls make sure that there is nothing left on the table. Live your life!
Thanks for all the well wishes during this somewhat rough patch of road. Who knows, tomorrow I may meet a new person who will need a friend like me.
Judy was not sure she wanted what Steve had to offer, her inner demon changed her mind.
Often I get e-mails asking if I would consider writing about this or that… The ideas are appreciated, and sometimes I give them a whirl.
Someone who liked Cyber Subs asked if I would write about Naturism or Nudists?
Hmmm, I see many books like that on Amazon, and I touch on it in Hole in Time and Saga of the Starduster but, since they liked Cyber Subs, I thought, what if I create a book that touched on that subject and…Dom Sub stuff?
You may be asking how in the world did I do that?
Well, what if a young couple was having issues in their marriage. The wife had a friend from college that she sort of kind of had a fling with way back when experimenting in school as many do, and the same friend from out of the blue finds a pamphlet about a place in the hills of California that brags they teach a path to enlightenment. This friend (Sally) sends it to Judy asking her “can we do this?”
What the hell does enlightenment have to do with having no sex life and nudism you asked?
That was the twist, how do I make that work and create a fun story full of naughtiness that will entertain even the men who read such things, and will undoubtedly treat the ladies who read 50 shades or other similar novels.
So there is something in here for everyone..over 18…please…thanks
Hal, the guy that ignores his wife gets suckered into going up to this place in the mountains when he learns it is kind of like a commune. His wife went the year before and got wild with it. She wanted to take her husband and go back in hopes that a little nudity and a few of the exercises that promote a path to enlightenment might get him to see that she needs love, and not just the usual once a month crap. “ouch, did I strike a nerve?” Sorry….
While they’re doing the exercises, a tall, dark gentleman sees her and tries to get something going with her. Finding herself in a group with him and four other men in it and Judy the only lady, the antics turn up the fire a few notches as she now is interested in this blue-eyed man who has a reputation for being sadistic.
“Can you imagine being naked in a group of 6 people and you are the only female? One of the challenges was to have one person lay in the middle for 30 minutes, and have each person simultaneously put oil on you and massage you leaving no place unexplored.” “Yeah, that is what I thought when my characters came up with that bit of naughtiness.” “no rude bits untouched or unmolested..” mmmm No not a lunchtime read…no…
Having five men touching her at one time (putting their fingers everywhere) did not do it, she wanted to feel this guy’s whip on her and then be fucked stupid!
Judy, Hal’s wife spies on Steve (the rude dude) to watch him put stripes on his wife’s ass and, she comes back for more.
They play rough!
Judy wants in, she thinks.
The standard inner argument occurs where she rationalized everything to sate the demon inside her, known as her dark side. (we all have them)
This story will undoubtedly entertain the person who gave me the idea, and I think it will delight anyone who liked 50 shades.
There are well over eleven thousand words just for the one scene that you all want to find! I will not tell you where it is my lovelies, you will have to seek it out. Take heart, there are few wasted words in this novel and each chapter is worth reading and enjoying. This is not your typical lunchtime read as this will get some things going in that part of your brain that gets the juices stirring…Yes, I said juices…
It is actually not a dark novel, it is adult, very adult and a fun read.
This is not my usual type of story. I just wanted to prove to this person that if you give me enough of an idea that I can work with, I can create a book in less than a week! That includes editing and creating a cover. So much for my vacation!
Listen, I hope that you all had a very productive and happy Valentine’s day!
I certainly hope that it was more than roses and chocolate! If not, Bon Appetit and I am sorry… Try Merlot with dark chocolate. Not as good as an orgasm but, undoubtedly delicious…
The book was uploaded an hour ago, check my author page, and it will show up soon.
With Valentine’s day a few days away I wanted to give you all deal from me to you.
A significant sale on one of my favorite romance novels regularly priced at $4.99 This month of February 2018 Diamond Joe is going for $2.99. Don’t wait.
What happens when two women meet for the first time and click?
Donna is a Journalism professor at a small college in South Carolina. Working with her students to make sure they learn, she never just gives away a grade.
Steve, Donna’s husband a Journalist for the New York Times, takes ill and passes away with pancreatic cancer. Selling their house in the city, Donna moves out to her parent’s plantation. Forty-five minutes from town living on over a thousand acres of land, Donna is content to live there with her horses and the seabirds as her company.
Dane, a young student from a farm in Iowa, takes Donna to task about her criticism of his work. The theme from Mrs. Robinson plays through her head as she contemplates what she will do with the young Quarterback.
Messing with his mind, she has him read a book about one of England’s famous dominatrix’s planting a seed in Dane’s head to stir him up.
Fate would play into their lives as Dane has a friend back in Iowa who happens to train racehorses and Donna had one that needed training.
Sam, short for Samantha, flies out to South Carolina where both the two ladies learn more about themselves in one day than they had in a lifetime.
Diamond Joe is about love, courage, and passion as Sam overcomes many obstacles to take Diamond Joe to the Kentucky Derby.
You will laugh, cheer, and cry as you make your way through this well put together novel. TW does not believe in sad endings so take heart! Diamond Joe is one of those books you will want to read again and again.
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70 odd years ago some scientist came up with a way to quantify when the world would end. They coined the phrase or dubbed their theory as the Doomsday clock. As the cold war ended, we moved 17 minutes back from midnight which is the furthest away from MAD (mutually assured destruction) that the world has ever been according to these brilliant (cough) scientists.
Midnight is the precipice of cataclysmic destruction at the hands of E-MC2. When all hands point north, the genii of atomic fusion will be released on the peoples of the world, which would indeed end the planet for eons to come.
Are you scared?
Man in his utter foolishness has created the ultimate weapon, and now every rogue nation on the earth feels the need to have the most enormous gun ever created! I think that they are overcompensating for the lack of a bulge in their pants. Why just buy a Corvette if you can have an arsenal of nukes?
Here is a better question, why spend your countries meager dollars on something that you cannot use? If you even think that these are a viable option well, just buy a Corvette! You will feel younger quickly in a Vette and it is much cheaper!
Look at this shiny object over here, pay no attention to that man behind the curtain! Oh, look the doomsday clock just moved 20 seconds closer to midnight! Let’s talk about that!
Never mind that FBI stuff that is showing corruption at the highest levels of the government!
Chicken little of course thought that the world was ending immediately. For the victims of the holocaust, their world did end.
With all of the genocidal events of this world, their world ended as well. In many cases, history was re-written to cast a different face on times past than what actually happened.
Man is his own worst enemy. Through the entirety of the “human race,” the human heart is central to the theme of doom! Greed, Narcissism and the need to manipulate the masses are what we see on the news almost every day.
Those that go to DC poor as church mice, and soon become millionaires as a public servant should be the tale that everyone should judge by. Where the hell is CNN on that story? If you become rich as a public servant, you are a crook.
Politicians make decisions by polls. Schumer caved shutting down the government because poll numbers showed that it made Democrats look bad. Even with the #trumpshutdown hashtag running rampant by bots on Twitter, polls showed that Americans were not fooled.
Putting the needs of millions of illegal’s before the American Citizen was not polling well for poor old Schumer, so he backed down.
If the illegal people here in America had any smarts, they would leave. What the Democrats have in mind for them is indentured servitude. Of course, with more supply, there will be less demand so citizens will also be slaves to the rich, wealthy and well connected.
California will soon have two classes of people, gods, and insects. The middle class is leaving the state as the rulers (gods) are nuts. So they will have the super wealthy and well connected in their ivory towers and the slaves to take care of them.
If polls were to show that all of America wanted pot legalized it would be sanctioned. Politicians are controlled by two things, their donors (special interests groups) and poll numbers.
Mega-corporations, Unions, and other influential groups are the special interests which place their interests above yours. Politicians are always in campaign mode. Everything that they do is predicated on how it will affect their chances at re-election.
Those bills that Congress writes are drafted by a lobbyist for special interests groups.
How is it that all of my government classes never mentioned Ave K? Why is it that it took me getting involved with the process to learn that he who has the gold makes the rules?
Why did they not teach us about how there is one set of laws for you and I and another for the folks that make the rules or have the gold?
Why do you think we are just now learning that journalism in this country is dead? News outlets are now propaganda outlets pushing false narratives feeding the late night comedians with talking points to further solidify their contempt for the American people?
Yes, I said American people, not Trump, not the GOP, or the DNC, they hate you and I. They don’t respect our constitution or our system of laws, so they have no problems lying to us. In short, they hate the people who provide the money that they need to live in their ivory towers while they look down upon the little folks. They truly live like gods on the backs of Americans.
Some of the wealthiest counties in the country are all around DC. How is that possible do you suppose?
This Doomsday clock is just a distraction from reality. This corruption at the head of the FBI is taking over the narrative so they must change it. Their lackeys at the news outlets are not having much luck swaying many people, as their credibility is toast, but they continue to push this Russia narrative hoping that those that do hate Trump will rally around them.
Hate is an easy emotion to control you with and they know it!
The latest talking point is Mueller wants to speak to Trump under oath. Since there is no there there, they were in hopes that Trump would decline as this is now a perjury trap and anyone with a brain should know it. If Trump declines, that will be the narrative feeding the Russia collusion conspiracy tin foil hat network news.
Undoubtedly they have conversations taped of then-candidate Trump and they want to ask him them. Did you ever say this or that? If he says anything other than what is on the tape (illegally obtained) they get him on perjury.
This would then lead to impeachment which would make the left so happy they would be delirious. Even if the economy suddenly tanked, they would have a troublemaker out of the mix. Then they could blame the GOP and everyone that voted for Trump.
Breaking News! CNN and MSNBC we see through your bullshit! We don’t care!
This is about deflection and distraction away from the evidence of corruption at the head of the FBI. They are in fact playing a dangerous game of chess with the American people being the only ones to lose. This is a no-win scenario for the American citizen!
No matter how this plays out we lose!
When the American taxpayer sees the increase in their paycheck what will the propaganda look like then? When American’s 401K’s are much healthier how will they dump on that?
I heard one reporter giving all the credit to him who shall remain nameless. The Overlord of DC who is still trashing his successor in very un-presidential fashion.
Henny Penny or the chicken little media trying to control the narrative, to plow the road for Democrats in the mid-terms will most assuredly keep up the tempo of their attacks.
I am not a sycophant for either side of this coin. I am outside the forest looking in, and I can see the trees. The question is, can you?
Those that only watch the propaganda networks become useful idiots for the gods. These are the gods who want a good supply of insects (worker bees,) so they don’t have to pay them much to do their bidding. These are the gods that make a new version of slaves out of the very people trying to flee from a government who already takes advantage of them. They are indeed victims, and our gods don’t care.
If they import more insects, it does not only become about the economics of supply and demand, but these insects traditionally vote Democratic! History is repeating itself! Blacks will no longer be the useful idiots or relevant to the gods as they have found their replacements.
These replacements will also take from that limited supply of government assistance for their families leaving fewer resources for those that they replaced. Oops.
Jorje Ramos and his ilk will feed the lies to them keeping them subdued and hospitable while doing slave labor for the gods.
Is this dark enough? Sadly this is a well-traveled path in history, and we are at it again, this time coopting Mexicans and anyone else that comes through our southern border.
Hello Mexico, fix your damned country! Take your country back from those that have stolen it from you. Wait you cant? Why not? Oh, they took your guns away….
Do you folks in the UK see any parallels here? How about Austrailia, how are you doing down there?
No, we will not surrender our guns here in this country.
Read and understand history or you will not see it coming when it happens again. This can be the only explanation for the reason that so many Americans voted for a Socialist thinking that was a good thing!
My current project is coming along nicely. Novel #27 of my library of books will be one of my best novels yet!
My next novel is called Gods and Insects, and I am in hopes to release it late spring!
The story writes itself!
Having an outside nonpartisan view of the world and a really great understanding of history, I see the parallels and can extrapolate the tired old tropes of the rich and powerful vs. you and I and every other schlub just trying to get by in life.
For the record, I do not see us as schlubs or insects or any other pejorative term you might think of. In fact, I think we are the generation who will rise up and stop the gods from fulfilling their dark, sinister attempts at enslaving an entirely new generation of immigrants and Americans.
We must resist PC speak.
We must resist removal of and deletion of our history.
We must fight for all of our amendments and the Constitution.
When the world seems upside down, you must have a knowledge of history so you can stop the cycle of madness! We have been systematically dumbed down by the system, and it is time tell Chicken Little to finish crossing the road and stop spreading lies. We are on to you!
Take a look at some of my novels on Amazon or Smashwords.
The Saga of the Starduster is rife with entertainment and still is my number one best seller. The book takes you to new worlds and lets you live among a race of nudists.
Ghost Signal of Colorado Springs is moving up the charts. This is my latest creation. When aliens from two different planets discover earth, the crosshairs become targeted on us as the fight for who owns the planet
Under Roswell is still holding its own in international sales. Discovering a viable intergalactic craft under the ground in Roswell NM Elliot and his girlfriend become its new caretaker. Time Travel and galaxy saving antics will keep you entertained for some time.
Diamond Joe is getting some great comments, and I appreciate it! This book will surprise you! If you like horses and romance and courage and you are not squeamish about two women finding one another, this is a great story! I promise to tug at your heart!
The Girl Nextdoor has been moving up the charts too! I think that this is one of my favorite tales of rags to riches story and love. Sally finds that love comes in all shapes and sizes while discovering that her love of music has its own rewards.
Cyber Subs is a slightly naughty erotic novel about webcams and models and remote Doms, This book is looked at over 3000 times every day on just one server that I get stats on. Would you like to read a story about the underbelly of the internet? Does love and romance of two ladies do anything for you? What if you were asked to remove your clothing on webcam for god knows how many people watching and tipping you. This novel pushed the limits of reality which is shocking when you see that it really does happen right now as I type this description.
I have many other novels out there, but these are just a few. Thanks for the follows, re-tweets and of course you who follow my blog here. I love keeping up with each of you and am looking forward to many more of you joining us as we discover the literary world together.