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What a girl wants! What a girl needs!

I was watching a show called ‘Parks and Recreation‘.  I have fallen in love with the cast.   The girls are pretty, talented and on the same page.    The lead actress Amy Poehler hangs out with the other the regular ladies of the cast including Rashida Jones who likes the young girl played by Aubrey Plaza.      Rashida is one of the cutest/most beautiful ladies in Hollywood or anywhere else for that matter and her father is the famous Quincy Jones.  She appears to be as sincere in real life as she is on the show.   She made a comment that resonated with me by basically saying society has  hypersexualized today’s  young women and she is kind of a mentor to the uber cute Plaza.  A kind of big sister to the young Plaza who is really not really so far apart in age.    Women looking out for women especially the younger ladies who are trying to fit into the landscape of adulthood and they do not deserve the craven desires and sexist comments that diminish all women.

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Aubrey has the most vexing eyes and her stares coverup the fact that she is a sweet young woman.   She started off playing a 17 year old and she looked the part. Her deadpan humor is well-suited to the likes of The old ‘Bob Newhart Show‘ but she puts off the vibe of a more cagey young woman.   If looks could kill,  she is a comedic serial killer of a kind.   Once acclimated to her style it is not hard to fall in love with the character.    But here is where it turns ugly.   And it is not her so much,  as the Paparazzi types who are nothing more than pedophiles seeking to deflower the innocent daughters and sisters of this world.

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I am not sure when the sex video of her masturbating graphically on cam happened but this is precisely the thing that media needs to stop!  Now!    The hypersexualization of this young woman is evil, for lack of a better word.   At one moment she is an attractive teen and the next a 20-something molested by the  prying eyes of buttholes with no sense of respect.

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The same could be said for the Olsen twins.   Both have medical problems but worse than that is that when they turned 18,  it was like Shark Week.   Every perverted guy and a few gals spewed all kinds of negative and salacious gossip,  pictures and DVDs of the young starlets.    The comments are so vile and trashy,  that if they were my kids I would be out to kick some perv ass.   

The girl from Harry Potter Hermione in the raw is the delight of many a grown man and the younger versions as well as the coming of age girl.    But really?    The Philippines are known for their beautiful young women,  who in one magazine are called,   ‘Little Brown Fuck Machines’.    That makes my blood boil!   I love the group from that country called “MYMP” (Make Your Mothers Proud) because it is in direct contrast to the meat market mentality of men and women who exploit young ladies and even girls and many guys too.

The media and gossip rags have a field day with the 20-something starlets whose parents prey upon their paychecks and disregard the grown up young lady who has to sort this all out.   Lindsay Lohann is the cause du jour for those stupid gossip columns.    Her mom and dad are both totally worthless.   Disney girls are no longer having their periods before the lecherous predators are picking away their nubile bodies.   No wonder Hannah Montana traded in her preteen audience for the lude and lascivious trappings of a virtual porn princess.   Making it worse is that tongue action and again with the parents.      The pretty young lady from American Horror Story,  Taissa  Farmiga is but another example. The gorgeous young starlet in the last season,  ‘The Coven‘  was having sex with a guy in the hospital and her sex caused the guy to bleed out.

Amanda Bynes,   Jennifer Love Hewitt (a name that just puts a target on the young lady).    Selena Gomez and the list goes on and on and on.   I can only think of two to three young girls who have essentially survived in tact and that being Melissa Joan Hart,   Annette Funicello and to some extent Shakira.   At least she has controlled her own sexuality but it seems there is a different mindset in other countries or at least some of them.    Working in a pharmaceutical with Cubans in Tampa,  the father of the owner had hassled his son at 13 to get laid.   To be a real man and to hell with the girl who then not good enough to marry. Huh?

So we have lowlifes like the members of NAMBLA,  a group’s motto which is,   If they are eight,  it’s too late!   We have sex trade workers and slasher movies whose young teens are running around in cut-off shorts,  big boobs and then are butchered like the fatted calf in a Jewish Ceremony in old Jerusalem.    In Conan the Barbarian,   Conan is given a porcelain,  perfectly complected young white girl and the narrator describing her ‘from the finest stock‘.    Women as property!  Chatel like Hershey kisses for the privileged Caligula-like characters.   In Conan,  James Earl Jones the nefarious leader has a young virgin jump from a cliff to her death.   His commentary:  “That is power.  The power of flesh.

But what are the answers,  the solutions to a problem that many could care less about.  It is safe to say that the punitive route gets us no farther along than revenge and prevention beats a headstone or the casualties of sexual assault any day.   To an extent,  Aileen Wuornos was punished for her PTSD and while no one can be certain that should would have done these things anyway,   I wonder at the callousness of a society whose morals are conditional and feeds their sense of entitlement.   If anything some of these middle class people are lying to themselves,  in that their relative good fortune was set out by providence or the collusion of dark matter and extra dimensional planes and not their intrinsic goodness.   For if they say that,  then the innocent girl may have had it coming.      We have had that happening forever now,  so that is nothing new.

Hollywood,  stop!  Lawmakers,  make laws that benefit all people and that more importantly are prophylactic measures against the abused who often turn out to be abusers as well.   The black teenage girl who here in NC was raped several times and had anxiety issues,  anger and a sense of hopelessness.   You bureaucrats may know the rules but often these same rules are passive-aggressive ways of making the hungry,  the homeless and the forgotten,  feel even worse about themselves as they did before.

Conservatives,  obviously the system is there to make money and by denying foot stamps to drug abusers make them more dangerous as now they are hungry and angry too.   Do not stigmatize those with mental problems because they won’t get treatment.   I would rather sexual predators to be safely housed and getting treatment in contrast to being on the streets or in the prison systems.   Gangsters killing gangsters.   That is a no win situation.

We know what the right thing to do is.   Jesse Jackson,  Al Sharpton and many others are indeed poverty pimps and for the price of  10, F-35s we can do a lot of good.   Stop applying for public service jobs like Food Stamp personnel and section eight housing recipients and then having an attitude against your clients,  the people you should be helping.

One lady at a VA Hospital was making fun of suicidal veterans.   She thought it funny to minimize their pain and hanging them in effigy.    Her job,  to help these same veterans.   Isn’t that special?

At-risk kids make for at-risk parents so we need to be generous,   Before long we will have our first trillionaires and already over 1,000 billionaires.   You would think they could do more since God or the cosmos placed you in your place.  You didn’t apply for your lot.

Wake up people before things get too far out of hand.   And you American-haters,  bite me.   No society has a premium on wisdom,  even amongst the wise we have fools who just happen to have a large safety net that they got by all forms of slavery and theft.

The last song hits home for me.   I remember watching this movie only two weeks before my daughter and I met after 15 years of being missing.   Essentially kidnapped by her Mom.   Dreams do come true and when I called and told her,  “Rachel this is your dad”.   I heard crying.   This is what a girl needs!.   Not bullying and the pressure to grow up too fast because we are too lazy or too preoccupied and do not give a crap by the pain we inflict on her.

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Poems without souls. Books without pages.

It was a day like any other day,  a book or poem is being written, squeezing the words in between the margins.   Neat little columns,  neither circumspect or remarkable.  The main character is dressed in black and white,  and with an eager pen misses the chirping insects and birds who toil in the background.  If we want to get to the end of the book,  then why don’t we just go there.    With terminal velocity we escape the confines of the ordinary,  only realizing later it was the ordinary that we sought.

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But back on our figurative earth we bypass the road signs.   The ones who insist that we yield to a certain direction. A joke happens when we understand that some of our directions revealed specks in our paint job or smudges on the canvas of our book.    The humor is baked in an oven of metaphors that contradict one another.     The yeast rises and the cake cools,  a new batch without any frosting.

And just as we are about ready to publish,  someone has eaten, the icing.

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I will say it again. I am calling B.S.

“To be a poor man is hard, but to be a poor race in a land of dollars is the very bottom of hardships.” – W.E.B. Du Bois

Every year just before the start of the football season we get  political correctness with the term,  The Redskins.  Okay I can see how the name can be construed to be something offensive but what about tackling poverty rather than worry about the name of a football team or teams?

To put this in stark terms, counties on Native American reservations are among the poorest in the country and, according to the Economic Research Service at the U.S. Department of Agriculture, nearly 60 percent of all Native Americans who live outside of metropolitan areas inhabit persistently poor counties.

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Tom Rodgers is the president of Carlyle Consulting of Alexandria, Virginia. A Blackfoot tribal member, he advocates on behalf of Native American tribal governments and their people. He was previously a congressional staffer for Senator Max Baucus.

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Unemployment rates are depressing with alcohol use and violence against women alarming.   The poverty rate ranges from 40-54% with about 10% in extreme poverty.   WASHINGTON—A gap in law enforcement on Native American lands creates an environment in which Native women suffer a higher rate of violence than any demographic in the United States, according to data collected by the U.S. Department of Justice, the U.S. Census Bureau and advocacy organizations.

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I saw a program from the reservations where rapes were around 60% of the Native American women?  Do you think they care about a name when they are hungry and subjected to rape so much?   The women there had their little support group,  lamenting the violence and degradation.

Washington Redskins Defend Name With Help From Native Americans

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“It’s a warrior’s name”

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The Washington Redskins premiered a video Monday in which Native Americans explain why they don’t think the team’s hot-button name is offensive.

In the Redskins Facts video, Native Americans argue that they have bigger issues to deal with than a football team’s name. “They’ve never asked Native Americans. It’s somebody else who knows nothing about us trying to speak for us, and it’s kind of an insult,” Wade Colliflower, Team Redskins representative from the Chippewa Cree Tribe, said before adding, “If you can help in any other way it would be greatly appreciated.”

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Sadly though that money does not help those in dire need.   Have you seem some of the Alaskan Wilderness show?  Or Alaskan Troopers?   Some of those homes are barely big enough for one,  let alone a family.    And yet some tribes get one million per as the article above relates.

So yes, Native Americans are rightfully mad but that anger should be redirected to get help to the needy and not create another caste system in this country.

The drinking and violence is staggering and being homeless over a year ago,  I know the plight that faces people without a place to stay!!!

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Fix the pain and suffering and then we’ll see how I feel about women and children suffering and men with no hope and no future….

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Museums or Monstaries – You got it all.. and your slipping away.

You pass an old race car lying in a ditch.   Lonely and restless it’s soulful headlights looking back at you.   You notice the grill,  and remember that face from an old Chilton’s Repair Book circa, the 1960s.

Like a mugshot in a police lineup,  eyes from Pontiacs  Oldsmobiles.   Chevys and Fords look back at you.   Like a class picture maybe or a Racer’s Reunion.  with tailpipes eager to sound without mufflers.

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Recollections of pre-racing days,  girls with nice tail-fins and built for speed but never really loose.  You sit at a Drive-thru sipping Root-beer with your first love.   And when you leave,  your curtain call is a couple of quick throaty revs.  Kisses to the past as the roar of a big V-8 leaves no doubt.  Killroy was really here.

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Past the old filling station where you hung out and your car dined on old leaded-gas and the cost of the brew made cruising a snap. You saw old friends with new names and the pumps now self-service.   No more Mr Clean with a squeegee and the question,  regular or unleaded?

Self-service had arrived.   What was once a fairly limited choice of refreshments usually dispensed by a rounded soda machine pouring out Pop in a cup or a can with a detachable lid.   But those glass bottles were the best.   Free of Poisonous PVCs and the fresh taste of chilled Coke bit at your throat.   Now only plastic bottles and Big Gulps full of air.  Some servicer!

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A time when Kleenex were tissues and Scott came along to break up the dance.    But back to the old race.   You see,  the old couple was sizing you up too.   It was not a matter of was the car good enough but were the passenger or grateful driver allowed to enter.  That was the issue!

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That old car had reckonings as well,  victory laps with a checkered flag and a proud chariot rider.  You were pretty much in constant contact with your wheels and the term sled was more like Low-Riders and we do not allow that kind of talk around here.

You were proud to have Tom or Rick,  Mike or James painted on the driver’s side,  a kind of spiritual thing like a 2 carat engagement ring.   You were in love and were lovingly paraded  You rode piggy back on either a flat bed of some kind or had a luxury suite called Featherlite or the equivalent.

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Needless to say,  that you were picked that sunny day when that racing legend once again roared to life.   A moving Museum of combustible angst paraded around the fairgrounds and an old friend or two came over to see if it were really you.

Then like a Prince and his charioteer you took another lap in this thing called life and remembrance.    Cinderella’s Shoe was found in the back seat where it belonged.

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Prozac Nation. Your thoughts! The Long and winding Road.

As I watched the movie Prozac Nation,  Christina Ricci is sitting naked on the bed while her mother comes into the room and opens the window tells her to get going.    Ms. Ricci is going yard.   She is off to Harvard to ply her skills and hone her narratives on life as she experiences life away from mom and dad.     Her home life was idyllic in the sense of having nice clothes and a supportive mother but she did not like people because she assumed they did not like her.

She of course had her drugs,  mainly medication for her behavior but she added X,  LSD,  Marijuana and Alcohol to her mind bending menu.    She had a narcissistic,  womanizing  father who avoided her  during her early teen years and a madly manic’ mom whose insecurities rubbed off on her talented but troubled child.

After the first party her own manic behavior corrupted her friendships and she was openly antagonistic at the worst moments.      She already had an emotional problem and the sense her life was going to be short.   She was also a cutter and obsessive about her writing.

On a personal level her behavior is NOT necessarily outrageous given her medical,  yes medical condition.   Depression and anxiety is not cured by psychotropic drugs because cognitive and awareness therapies can redirect some of the more harmless inclinations.    Those treatment modalities may not cure and so the right medications will help fix some of the neurochemical issues.

When I first started taking Citalopram it was not effective so was switched to the drug Sertraline which did alter my awareness around me.    Initially my family and specifically my brother indicated I was more aggressive.   I may have been but I believe a lot of that was a change and the change was discomfitting.    I resolved that I was becoming more aware of what was eating at me.    My comprehension of my behavior and thoughts became my own.

The sheer terror of public speaking is a theme that caused me a lot of anxiety as a kid and was not helped by the constant threat of violence in the schools.    Corporal Punishment hardly phased the hard-butted strong-willed student but to the good kids,  it became an obsession and fed into my own distrust of 99% of people.

I understand Elizabeth’s (Ricci’s) impulses and her lack of control and the desire to please everyone long enough to find an egress from a social situation.  Hers was self-medicating.   I was fairly skilled in language and was a prolific speller with a great vocabulary.   I read college text books in fourth grade because they were fun.     What I hated was the spotlight.   I really loved sports and always felt like people who were watching were judging me.    By the time I was in my early twenties I went back to the high school and played basketball during recreation at the school  and a childhood nemesis who said,  “Damn you are talented.”    I tell you,  for a moment in the social context that was a homerun.    I did practice and I shot threes with touch.   I prided myself getting lost in a place I felt safe.    Both scared and excited was when I my first bucket in a game.   I remember like it was yesterday.   A high arching shot and nothing but net.   That was an ice breaker of a kind but too much is a bad thing.

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Retreating into my own little Universe I groped for safety without a safety net and the feelings of being judged,  even by family.    My hypercritical thinking makes me a very good weather forecaster but the downside is that skill causes me confusion and alarm.    I have overcome a lot of things educationally but extreme anxiety has rendered me inert in many situations.    I sometimes hate myself,  question my own sanity and perceived stupidity.

The exact origins I am slowly rooting out.   I am reconnecting with friends from my own class of 74 and finding out that the girls thought I was cute and so on.    But this is a slow process and reconciling the pain and anguish is hard.  My cats help and we share a symbiotic connection that I believe benefits us all.

So her behavior is not unusual and her journey through the darkest abyss is a journey that we must take.   The therapy, drugs and finally a modicum of self-acceptance.    We are what our neural pathways allow for.   Mine is a hardwired hyper-awareness.

Thoughts from a bogus…. cat Lacey

I am a cat w/o felt hat.  Do you have a problem with that?  I like to eat and I will repeat it again,  “I love to eat”.   I will also deceive you to eat again and then purr in the corner as I have my quarry too.   I am not afraid of humans but they are afraid of me.   They are afraid because I might rub upon them and claim them as my own.    When you are sleeping I will wake up and run through house and I don’t even know  why.   In fact,   I never know,  unless it is meal time.  And god forbid if you ignore me because I will get in the little box and scratch and scratch until you tell me to stop.

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I am a hero!  I am cat hear me roar…..

I will give you that look and purring walk away.   I am sassy and I know it,   You better not put a bird house near a limb or window,  but Tweetie will be in trouble and I will laugh at your horror.   I am big (8 lbs) and rugged as they come.   I am a snowshoe meaning I am part Siamese,  but I am seldom angry,  a great hunter and I will bring you a bird so you eat healthy.  And I do not do vegan anything.

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I used to be in the Bluebirds until I realized there were no birds but a bunch of young female humans and they are annoying and stuff.   Now I did join the Girl Scouts because I love the uniform and their cookies rock too.   I also prefer Catsup to spelled that way for some reason but I digress.

And George Carlin is right.   We cats can do anything but because we are adept at reverse engineering.    The Asian people are jealous,  if that tells you anything.   My favorite baseball teams are the Cardinals,  Blue Jays and the Orioles for obvious reasons.   In football I hate the Eagles because they got our running back.   I am not jealous but I am going to give them the Bird Flu.

I am coming out with my Politically Correct Cat Expressions.   I tell you this,   President Obama never chopped down a cherry tree and former President Bush either.   I would love to mace Congress people both parties.   I figure Jackson Galaxy should be president because then we can make dogs second class citizens.   I  mean dogs are lame.   They actually think humans are in control.   Ever see a cat fetch  a newspaper.   If we fetch anything it will have catnip in it and by the way,   Catnip is okay but I prefer Olives and the Pimentos.   I rock and roll to country music and the kind that was cool before country was cool.    It makes dogs howl so it can’t be all bad.

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My owner is a weatherman.   What an ass clown!   He actually thinks his weather should gets windows 8.1.   I do humor him though.   I cuddle up to him to get rid of any fleas and get hair in his beard because you should see him squirm.  Ha.  Humans!   Especially males.   Being a girl cat I have my feline wiles and male cats get twitterpated as I arch my back and my tail fluffy.    I am so bad that I am on the FBI’s Ten Most Wanted list because I love giving males Cat Scratch Fever but literally and figuratively.

Well I am going to get one of those kitty furniture trees and hang upside down and flaunt my tail for all the studly Tom Cats and to swat my owner when he isn’t looking.    He is  going to think I am deranged because I am and that way when he touches my beautiful fur of my six pack,  he will  be in for a big surprise.   Cats break wind too!

Me and Foghorn mess with the Chicken Hawks and the dogs.   And all that stuff you see about Mice and Dogs getting over on cats.  That is so much  Urban Legend!  Do you realize there are singers with the names Urban and Legend and they coo over that modern junk.   Oh I get it.   Your dog ran away when you got a cat.  hehehe.   Like Bugs I am a stinker and I know it.

By the way,  cat(ch) me at the Cat Improv in the coming weeks.   I am trying to convince my owner to be a dummy and me the ventriloquist and I didn’t even need a dictionary for that.

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Real life In The Fast Lane.

Most times just going to the store can be an event that can only be coped with by getting in and out as fast as possible.    You feel like to see the curb you have to look up and you resent people getting too close to you and not being sure about their motives.   The hate and revulsion you bear is multifaceted.  For example,  my writing might be better except I find it hard to be too long in one place.   Sleep helps but I am getting older so do I want to waste too many days.

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I care for people who are hurting.   I have worked at the Shriners and the CCFA and done charity events to benefit others.   That stuff is good and I am pretty humble about it,  even as I donate to special causes for the alleviation of hardship.   Outwardly I am respectful but inwardly very untrusting because my puzzle was shaken so much that I do not know that all the parts are still there.   And considering the fact that I might fail I use the excuse of quitting to preserve my margins.    I just can’t take another loss.

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Some tragedies have been more profound than others,  so heartbreaking that I trust precious few.   Exploitation of the weak is a mortal transgression especially when I see no sense of guilt but the sociopathic behaviors of people who may be family or friends.   You can apologize and I will accept it,  now if I can forgive myself.

I just fed my two cats.   I have so much fun at the labor of love because they will not or cannot hurt me.   I am not perfect but I am no Jack the Ripper,  nor do I spit on any man’s grave.   When Saddam was hung I felt no joy although he had done enough that his death was the only solution.   Barbarity is always barbarity.   I just wish that people would apply astringent to all wounds,  sort of like MDs.

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There are times when the tides of my consternation wash over me and I get confused between the different points in my life.    Not knowing where the hand may come and realizing that no one really comes out ahead.    So,  at this moment I was feeling bad but my kitty insisted on soft food and I realized it was her time and all I could feel (to both of them) was mercy and love.    Figuring the rest will work itself out.