Virtual insanity is upon us

New World Order, indeed.  This is too damned stupid for words.  There was almost a riot, and the demo video is not suitable for the work place.  What I am trying to understand is why.....  I am sure there are real women out there (Japan) who are outraged.

 Don't misunderstand me, I believe what consenting adults indulge in is their business, but these freaks put their business in the streets big time. The technology is years away from being sold to the pubic oops, public.  Yet that did not stop them from flooding the streets like rats, scurrying back and forth to get a shot at a made-up woman.  This is insanity personified.

A crowd like this could have turned ugly, but it didn't.  Here is a group of well-manner sex addicts that stood patiently in line to screw a robot.  How sad is that? I happened to find this little story on Alternative World News Network if you want to check it out.

So while bombs are dropping, drones are flying and babies are dying, some genius thought it would be a good idea to invest considerable time and money inventing a virtual sex device.  What a coup, a sad and sorry coup, but a coup none the less.

Here's what pisses me off about the whole thing...where is the humanity in all this?  Are the users too busy for a date with a woman?  Where's the romance?  Isn't it dangerous to drink and have virtual sex, so no candlelight and champagne. No silk sheets needed anymore, no dinners shared, just slam, bam thank you virtual chick.

I did see a comment to the effect that cyber-sex will save the user lots of money, but save it for what?  Probably video games and delivery pizza.

As much as I would like to herald this scientific breakthrough, I can't, cause this is nutz. This is another example of computerized de-socialization.  Making it easy through science for humans to have their needs (?) met by computer, not companionship.  We can order pizza, breakfast, clothes and cars, soon we'll be able to order intimate encounters without putting on our pants.  Does not sound like an improvement after all.

Sisters don't be surprised if your man's Christmas list includes a ride on the cyber-sex express.

Why I will always celebrate the 4th of July

Summer to me has always meant cool lakeside breezes, cook-outs, new clothes and lots of delicious food.  And the fireworks, let us not forget the fireworks!!!

Yes, I admit it, I am a card carrying, flag waving black Yankee Doodle Dandy!!! I LOVE THE FOURTH OF JULY! This earth I stand on is watered with the blood, sweat and tears of our ancestors, I ain't going nowhere. And I am going to ride this until the wheels fall off.

I am not going to stop celebrating, because if anybody has the right to party, it is the descendants of the people who's stoop labor built this country.

My ancestors were hanged from trees, tarred and feathered, set a fire, bombed from the air by governmental troops, the only way to stop me from celebrating is if the 4th is abolished, and that probably won't stop me either.

There is nothing like the music of children's laughter in the air on a warm July night...

The simple acts of coming together, sharing food and fighting over who can hold the latest baby reminds us that we are a tribe.  An ill-used, poorly served tribe, but a village none the less.

The holiday happiness I feel radiates outward, and I am sure it does for most folks.  Yes, family functions are full of friction, but that works to polish our black diamonds, our children.

A lot goes on at our cook-outs...life lessons, conflict resolution, bonding and a strong dash of drama.  Who could give that up?

Certainly, my people have been downtrodden, murdered and disgraced due to that heinous poison known as racism, but hatred will not stop me from celebrating my homeland's birth.  I am a firm believer in America - Love it or Leave It. 

I have no intention of leaving this land, might as well party.  And while I party, I will do what I can with what I have to make America better.  She is sorely wounded, blood pouring from numerous wounds yet there is hope.  Hope that America can be healed before it is rent asunder.  Hope that this virulent atmosphere that is choking us can be lifted. Hope that the violence so prevalent can be quashed.  Hope that America will remember why it was established in the first place...

So you are invited to my place next year.  Bring the babies, the maybies (maybe Mr./Ms. Right), your issues and napkins and paper towels.  Check the old feuds at the door and grab a plate.

Fireworks at 10:30!!

New cook-out rules

Boy, this blogging thing is hard, and I missed a day already...anyway, our subject for today is proper cookout etiquette.

The Fourth of July is around the corner, and I have suggestions that might prevent arguments, feuds and all out foolishness at the bbq.

First, let me step to the "Playa" members of the family, man or woman. You know the ones I mean, either they have never married, or this is their fourth divorce.  Yeah, the one that you have never seen with the same person twice.

Don't get me wrong, their guests are perfectly fine, they just disappear in a puff of smoke.   Herein lies the issue, they always want to get smack dab in the center of the group shots.  You know what that means....when they break up, and they will, great family moment trashed cause nobody remembers who the stranger at the feast was.

Came up with a solution for this dilema, make Aunt/Uncle Playa and the date de jour stand together on the end, with the date on the outside.  Then its easier to crop em out when they disappear from your family's life.

I know some of you think I am being petty, but trust me, it's best if the evidence of Cousin Playa is not plastered all over your family walls for eternity.  Just this simple switch will save somebody grief in the future, you will thank me later.

Second let's deal with the guests that seem to feel that it's acceptable to prepare carry-out meals for all the family members that couldn't make it.  In one word, don't!!!  Food is high Folks, not saying you can't ask for a plate to take home, but let the host/hostess fix it for you.  Now is not the time to take enough leftovers home for lunch at work every day next week, that is just being greedy.  And don't sit around with the aluminum covered plate in your lap, take it to the car.

Third, stop offering the cook advice, cause it's their house, you're a guest and nobody cares what you think anyway.  If you have not contributed to the food, drink or tableware, go somewhere and have a seat.

Fourth, hip/rap/polka, etc. are not everybody's musical choice, leave the sound system alone unless somebody asks you to assist.

Fifth, do not log onto their internet and start surfing porn sites, there are children running around that do not need to see that, come on.

Sixth, offer to help with the clean up.  NO, you do not have to stay until the end, jut help police your area, bend down and pick up a cup for goodness sake.

And lastly, take your azz home at a reasonable hour, this is a cookout not a sleep over.

Hope this little check list helps cut down on the drama.  Have a Happy Fourth of July !!

Open letter to the skanks, skeezers, schemers and sundry that want Jesse Williams

Hello Lovelies. 

First let me say that you think you picked an "ideal" target if you are a thirsty, gold-digging tramp that likes wrecking homes.  But let me tell you that it would better serve you to look elsewhere.

Mrs. Aryn Drake-Lee Williams will snatch your implants out.  Sister looks like she is from the beat your azz school of marriage management.  Even though she is an educated, intelligent, tri-lingual businesswoman, she will still dust that behind.

The web is all atwitter about how she looks, mind your own damn business,  cretins. And unfortunately, the most virulent garbage has been coming from women of color.

I do not know this couple personally, but from what I have seen they have some Pauline and Denzel mojo going on.  I know it's disappointing, but believe it or not, all men are not cheating bastards. Jesse looks like he might be a real man who honors his commitments.

Listen, I know you think it is easier to pick a target, stalk him, seduce him and live happily ever after, then it would be to get a job AND EARN YOUR OWN DAMN MONEY, but it won't.

Cause you will never be able to trust him since he cheated on his wife with you.  

I understand that you feel slighted cause a sister with a different type of beauty has the man of your dreams, get over it.

Aryn has stood by his side through thick and thick and this brother appears to have substance.  He does not look rabbity to me at all.  Of course, as I indicated, I don't know them.

But what I do know is he stood up in front of millions of people and tore the bandage off the racist wounds that America refuses to acknowledge.  I know that his wife has been his ride or die for longer than he has been trending. I know that what he said is gonna piss a lot of people off, you down for that?

And I am pretty sure there is nothing you have on offer that can top the loving relationship that he is already in.  

So may I suggest that you start working on self. 

First, stop bashing sisters cause they have what you want.

Second, try to remember, that someone's husband is not your boyfriend, he's somebody's husband.

Third, stop looking for the easy way out and put in the work for a relationship like Aryn and Jesse have.

Last, put those claws away thirsty, they are not attractive.

It just gets worse and worse - Texas Mother shoots daughters

Dear NRA, are you fucking kidding me right now?  Just how much money do you need?  By now you must have more money than God.

 And Local LEO, you went to this home how many times, and nobody thought she might be a danger to herself or others?

I do not know why this case resonates so much to me, maybe it's because I am a mother? Nope, it is because I am a human being that has witnessed at least two avoidable mass shootings in the past two weeks.

They should change the name of the NRA to Pimpin LaMoco, cause they are raking in the dollars while America bleeds. 

This is a clear case of governmental failure, and I am sure the last police officers that responded to a call at that home are kicking themselves.

It is true that no one could have predicted the awful outcome of this Mother's madness, but 14 domestic calls is a cry for help.  Sorry we did not hear you.  

Moms Demand Action for Gun Sense in America

10 hrs · 

UPDATE: More terrifying details are emerging about the Texas mom who fatally shot her two daughters, Madison, 17, and Taylor, 22.

Family and friends say the mother, who was also a gun extremist, was suffering from a "mental crisis" and that police had been called to the home at least 14 times in the past.

Apparently the mother shot and wounded her daughters during a "family meeting." The girls then ran from the home with their mother in pursuit. After Madison collapsed in the street; the mother went back inside to reload. She then returned and shot Taylor again in the back.

Police shot and killed the mother when she wouldn't drop her gun and appeared to be prepared to shoot her daughters again.

Police called to Texas home of mom who shot daughters 14 times since 2012

Mother called a family meeting just before the shooting.

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Attention Facebook, how can you "like" something too fast?!?!?!?!?!

Good afternoon Fam, I am sitting here in shock,  Facebook blocked me....because I was using the "like" function too fast.

Since I have been out of the office for almost two months,  I admit that my Facebook addiction has gone into overdrive, and I spend way tooooooooooooooo much time liking pictures of kittens and bunnies.  And while I was mindlessly pushing like and adding emojis, never heard a mumbling word from the great FB.

Now that I have launched my business page, Black Butterfly Photography Chicago, I have been posting a lot of captures, launched two blogs and trying to get a 3rd going.  So you might say I have been blowing up my pages, but a girl has to eat.

When I signed on in 2009, had no idea that I was going to end up dedicating hours to the timesuck known as social media.  But here I am true and thoroughly hooked and not ashamed to tell it on the mountain.

I know that Facebook is not out to get me, considering how much I drop on games (my dirty little secret), you would think I'd get a pass while I work on my marketing plan.

I have only been blocked once before, back in my newbie days, cause I wanted to be every bodies friend.  After I got over the outrage, I thought I had this Facebook thing handled.

Seems I was wrong.  I did respond to the survey, but if they read my comments and answer I will be amazed.

Cause what is bothering me is the sheer pettiness of the aforementioned "block", how can you like something too fast.  And if the FB robots don't realize that I am human, explain all the adds tailored to my interest.

Do not get me wrong, not blaming Facebook, just looking for answers.

Kyrie, are you kidding me ?

One step forward, one step back.

Jesse Williams delivered an impassioned acceptance speech that has the world all agog.  And I am proud of the young son of Chicago.  He has demonstrated his racial pride to all and sundry.  He has even been lauded as the next great black statesman. Way to go Bro!!

I have seen him walk the walk while talking the talk and he gets mad respect from me.

On the other side of the spectrum is Kyrie (I do not invite Black women to my yacht parties) Irving.  I don't care who he invites where, just suggest he function with a higher level of discretion.

His supporters are flying his freedom-to-choose flag, and I agree.  I am just suggesting that he keep his self-loathing to his own self.  We do not need to know all his personal business.  The fact that he insulted black women the world over should not be held against him since he is obviously suffering from some sort of mental illness.

On second thought, I am not going to let him get away with that illness crap.  I want a heartfelt apology from Sir Colorstruck, on the front page of the New York Times. Not going to happen, but I can ask.

Also need to remind him to check his inner circle, cause all hoes ain't loyal, and someone in his camp sold him out. You know it's true, cause how else would the world know that he might be able to handle that pill, but handling his personal business....not so much.

I wish him nothing but success in his future endeavors, but all so suggest he work on his off-court game, cause it's weak.