Back to the Classics

I read many books per year. Reading has always been a relaxing and enjoyable thing for me. I learned to read at a fairly early age and love how it spiked my imagination and creativity ever since.

With the current atmosphere here in the States and around the world, I figured it was time to dust off some of the classics for a refresher. These include Animal Farm, Lord of the Flies, Fahrenheit 451, 1984, and every novel written by the late, great Octavia Butler.

Reading is fun. It can be very educational as well, depending on what you choose to read. Choose wisely.

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Still Fishing?

People who endlessly fish for compliments are tiresome.

Ever tried looking inside yourself, by yourself, for something worthwhile about yourself?

If you haven’t it might be because there’s nothing there, and you know it. Demanding that others find it for you is beneath your age.

This lake doesn’t have what you want, and is far too deep for you and your shallow nature.

Get a clue. While you’re at it, get a life.

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Full Frontal Thursday: Facebook, Sarah Huckasanders, & the Frightening Faces of Trump Supporters

In this edition of “Full Frontal Thursday,” Sam kills it with her spot-on statements about Mark Zuckerberg’s decade-long history of false apologies. He is directly responsible for the bullshit that was spread by his own creation, so he needs to own up to it. Enough with the talk and empty promises. Do something already.

Next, Sam skewers the lying mouthpiece of the rapist liar-in-chief. The blatant hypocrisy of everyone in the Drumpf administration is obvious, but his mindless and blind supporters are ignorant beyond belief. That ignorance and racism is on full display for Amy Hoggart when she attends a klan rally in Michigan.

I’m not surprised by those people at all. They were the same when my husband and I rode through that area back in 2012, and they’ve only gotten worse.

They breed like flies and roaches.

Titanic Tuesday

Every warrior-woman needs a good bodyguard. Or two. Or, even three. The truly fortunate find five.

I have three. That’s a good enough number.

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Saturday Spotlight: James Shaw, Jr.

Remember “Connect-the-Dots?” If you saw those brain-teasers as a kid, you would recall that they were pretty simple. The picture in them was essentially already laid out for you; all you had to do was connect the dots to complete it. The simple ones only required you to complete the outline of the picture, but the more complex ones were more obscure. You would have to connect the dots in a convoluted, complex manner to see the whole picture.

That’s how it is in history, politics, and other man-made social norms. One can look at the current political climate here in the States and, by connecting the dots, see the big picture and how our politics are mirroring, and being mirrored by, other political events in other countries.

I recently connected the dots when it came to the bloggers who I thought were fun-loving online acquaintances. They laid out an amazing patchwork of amateur art and remedial poetry. I love the delicious simplicity of it all when I look at the full picture. I should give them due credit in some future posts, yes?

Nah. They already have too big of an audience and all they use it for is to smear shit on themselves and throw shit at others. What a waste of time and effort.

There are plenty of good people doing good things, quietly, without the desperate need of the attention and approval of others. James Shaw, Jr., for example. He is one who is doing good things because he is good people. That’s all there is to it.

Such Ugliness

There it is again: that selfish self-centeredness which is the hallmark of your life.

All the cosmetic procedures in the world can’t hide how ugly you really are.

After all, a beautiful personality always shines through and needs no artificial enhancements.

Your ugliness shows in everything you think, say, and do.

It’s a wonder that anyone can stand your soul-sucking presence for any length of time.

They must be paid well.

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What a Joke

People who expect you to do something that they won’t do themselves are laughable.

People who expect you to think and act exactly the way that they do are pathetic.

People who demand honesty from you but refuse to be honest in return are loathsome.

Those types of people don’t warrant my attention, but I’m aware that they exist. They’re living train-wrecks which are hard to miss.

They can shove the quotes that they mindlessly repeat, but don’t heed, up their collective arseholes.

If one doesn’t abide the quotes that they cram down the throats of others, then said quotes are rendered meaningless.

Boring fucktards seem to love that sort of repetition. I’m not one.

Comparison Shopping

It’s been quite a while since I last bought audio equipment. The brands I used to favour are difficult to find, now that people rank inferior quality high and shove their opinions about same down your throat at every opportunity.

This is why I don’t do Craigslist, eBay, Etsy, or anything else sold solely online and by subjective opinion.

We all know the old saying about opinions, no matter the variant of the saying.

In light of that, I’m pretty sure that my opinion matters to you as much as yours matters to me.

Which is: not at all. There’s no sense in lying about it. Stop doing it already.

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Friday Fun: Undeniable Facts (Re-blogged)

This post warranted a re-blog while I work on some future ones.

Eyrie Of An Aries

Instead of the usual β€œFive on Friday” post, I wanted to publish a few thought-provoking quotes inspired by casual observations about personal interactions. It would be nice if they evoked genuine conversation.

I’m not holding my breath.

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So Predictable

I knew that you’d pull that tired, old trick again.

I’m not certain what it is designed for, but it is definitely on a timer of sorts. I literally laughed out loud when I saw it.

You just proved my point, yet again. Another timely reminder.

Too old to learn anything new or meaningful. Little imagination and no creativity.

And so bitter! Tell me: why the chip?

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