Posts Tagged ‘fake

20
Jul
18

Cherish Your Anonymity

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With so many suffering heavy punishment for speaking their minds via modern technology, it’s ever more vital we who do not “tweet” with our actual names spelled out on a glowing screen applaud and celebrate our “anonymity.”  We cowardly souls who bravely don costumes and vent as we feel fit when technology works with us; we should be comforted and celebrated.

It seems like every day in the news someone is getting grilled for something “offensive.”  We have squads of LGBT and feminism police officers, hordes of body-celebrating (instead of shaming) and various other armies going to war with the most sensitive of mining equipment capable of picking up the slightest blip of questionable commentary, increasingly adjusting the high standard of moral conduct until everyone who isn’t a violated woman or LGBT-type person will be guilty of offense and thereby open to verbal, mental and physical assault by the so-called victims.  So far, we without publicized names have been safe of retaliation.

I can’t speak for every offense case, but I would not be surprised if some offenses deemed fit for court or the loss of a job turned out to be misinterpreted.  After all, kids on a playground can cry wolf and have a teacher call a parent simply because the tattle-tale had a sweet face or stronger voice than the supposed offender.  And, who is to say some of these offensive voiced bits aren’t said at times when the speakers are not in the best of moods or right minds?  I know I don’t subscribe to alcohol or recreational drugs.  But, others do.  And, just because shit comes out of one’s mouth three years ago on a bad day does not mean that person is anti-gay or a chauvinistic maniac.

And, what if someone is a tad gay-phobic or unclear on the nature of that lifestyle?  Is every inappropriate remark worthy of jail time or a giant fine?  Are we catering to lawyers so they can put their hideous faces and names on every item advertised on local TV?  I don’t want to see so many lawyer ads.  I don’t want those people thinking they run the place just because they are getting old and think investing in a little advertising everywhere makes them immortal.  You TV lawyers have really become annoying!  And, I will not likely support you or any cause/company with your name on it because you are (annoying).

But, I’m getting off-subject, now.  Ehem.

You really have to mind your words and be sure you don’t touch another living soul lest you be accused of inappropriately fondling someone.  A pat on the back could be deemed the grabbing of a breast (on your back, apparently).  A sociable kiss on the cheek might be viewed as unwanted intimacy of the worst kind unless you can certify you are from a nation that does this socially as a part of their native culture.  Parents who kiss their kids on the lips?  You’re likely next on the chopping block.

One wonders if “social media” isn’t a mousetrap.  It lures people out of hiding to voice every little thing to come into their tiny brains…only to get them in trouble?  Snap!  You’re dead and out with the banana peels you slipped on coming in here.

But, I suppose, being anonymous DOES have it’s setbacks.  I mean, people are less trusting of random or fake names…unless you learn to share a sense of creativity and/or humor and can spell correctly (which so many cannot).  [Stop trying to speak English if you cannot use a dictionary.  I don’t use Spanish words I don’t know how to spell.]  You can’t really be a shopkeeper with a fake name, can you?…unless it’s a brand name.  But, even then, you have to be accountable for that shop with a real name/some form of ID.   People who use their real names seem to be taken more seriously because they seem fearless and, well, real, genuine.

[Yet, in this shady world of face-less interaction–unless you use some service like Skype which seems already forgotten these days–how do you determine a real face you see is that person’s real face?  And, how many “faceless” internet users stalk those “real” people, taking advantage of the exposed while remaining randomly generated user names, often with long barcode-like numbers attached, giving me the impression they are “bots” or some call center staff members in a building dominated by Middle-Eastern folks by the dozens?]

It seems astounding that more celebrities don’t use fake online names/accounts.  But, maybe they do, and all we know are the ones we hear about in the news when some mosquito with a microphone or phone-camera is stalking these people.

Once upon a time, people kept personal thoughts on parchment scrolls they had to carry with them wherever they went.  If anyone else read them, it was because the author read, lost or donated the scrolls.  Many years later, people kept notebook-style journals, especially teenage girls, who would lament brothers and parents violating their privacy.  Now, we have computers of various capacities and sizes.  And, instead of a PC journal like the one Doogie Howser, M.D. kept, so many turn to blogs and these accursed “tweeting” type accounts, putting everything “out there” for the world to see and LIKE and shallowly evaluate from afar…from anonymous spaces.

In short, those of you who have not put your real selves out for all to see, ye who do not YouTube your boob lube and hash-tag your new ‘do rag and personal mag’ (magazine), blippity blobbity blah!….  My blood pressure spiked just then and tangled my tongue-fingers.  Or, is it my finger-tongue?  Anyway.  Those of you, like me, who create unique identities for themselves online for whatever reason, embrace and applaud your anonymity, today.  And, count your blessings.  Because you could be somewhere down the list of those moral-criminal-hunting Elmer Fudds and receive severe punishment for the slightest misunderstanding or careless outburst on your worst day.  But, for now, you’re Joe Cool and free to be loose with those journalistic lips.

[We should start a holiday.  But, no one seems to follow me on those thoughts any better than I follow others.  So, I guess I’m limited to suggesting and waiting for some trendsetter to print up all the hoopla and manufacture all the swag.]

Happy Anonymity Day(s)!

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18
May
18

Friend-Less, the Solution to “Icky Drama”

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[The setting: Woman-A meets with her friend, Woman-B at a cafe for lunch. They start talking and eventually reach a disagreement which gives Woman-A a bad case of indigestion and gas (because her emotions are tied to her digestive system). Woman-B decides to use the Ladies’ Room while Woman A maintains her distance and hopes no one complains about her flatulence. A female stranger, Woman-C, notices the discomfort of Woman-A and joins her.]

Woman C: Is your friend giving you digestive problems?

Woman A: Urp! *sigh* …Yeah.

Woman C: Then you need Friend-Less. She’s 100% human but without the complicated emotional upsets. You’ll never have to endure a conflict of interests, again!

Woman A: Sounds *B-Lurp!* great. Where can I find…uh, her?

 

[You won’t find Friend-Less in any restaurant, workplace, club, yoga class, pharmacy or department store. Science hasn’t worked out all the bugs on this one, yet. And, even if someone did, it would be a crime against nature (unless a higher power chose a lack of emotional upsets as a step in evolution, as an adaptation). ‘Sort of like any food/drink that has been tampered with to boast a lack of side effects. It’s NOT 100% anything except guaranteed to be manipulated.]

22
Mar
18

Are there phishy bloggers among us?

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Am I just paranoid or are there WordPress users who are not what they appear lurking among the real people, potentially taking over this site under our noses?

I have heard about “bots” and encountered a few blog scams here in the past.  But, recently, I was sure I had two legitimate bloggers telling tales I found relatable.  Yet, when I tried to leave comments, I either got consistent “server error” screens or a blank screen and some little pink strip ad at the bottom of the screen.  Where do my comments go?  You mean I just typed for a half hour of nothing?  Just to get a DETOUR, YOUR AD HERE or BUY NOW?

What a big load of blogging crap!  Security!  What’s the meaning of this?  Wasting my time and thoughts on people who either are fake or have some strict comment settings which aren’t the usual “limited to friends list” or “waiting for approval” type.  It just makes me more reluctant to participate on “social media.”  Whatever I pick seems to suffer glitches.

I know Mercury retrograde is coming on, causing technical difficulties, but come on!

01
Apr
15

Fight On, Avril (Lavigne); I Salute You…

…but promise me I’ll never catch you faking.  No, no, no.

I heard about Avril, a lovely Canadian singer who looks smaller and younger than her last reported age of…well, you look it up.  She is reported to have been bitten by a nasty tick which gave her an onset of Lime Disease.  But, when she went in to see a doc and report the symptoms, they didn’t take her seriously.  So, she started adjusting her lifestyle to combat what was troubling her.

So, was/is it Lime Disease?  Or, something else?

Either way, from what the media said she was doing to take care of herself, I saw a piece of myself in the effort.  I feel she and I would get along well.  She’s got “writing chops.”  So, I continue to support and hold a torch for her.  [As long as this isn’t some April Fool’s situation.  I have low tolerance for lies and fake anything.  Which is why I started this piece with that lyric of hers.]

Who’s with me?

25
Nov
14

Thoughts on the latest “big” sexual assault/cold case debate

If you mention a certain fairly famous comedian’s name these days, you might start a fire.  [I won’t start one now.  But, I’ll tell you he has had a few shows with his name attached to the title and sold pudding pops for years.]  But, while some might “get their dander up” about the women lying about abuse to get money from the guy, I’d like to offer a countering argument with some personal experience (which I won’t exactly discuss here/publicly) to back my assessment.

[If you want the short “tweet” version, here it is:  The women were terrified to go up against the media.  The guy has the potential to be intimidating/manipulating.  And, while the women can’t legally get rich from bringing the cases up now, they need and deserve emotional closure.  It’s better to get this off their chests than go to the grave never making their feelings known.  And, any one of them who happens to be a fake has her own conscience and higher power to deal with.  As for anyone who feels the need to remove any and all connections to the man simply because of the fuss going on, you people are being stupid.  Either you respect the man or you don’t.  And, if you didn’t know the truth, why not?]

I know that’s not a good short version.  But, here are more words to tickle your brain cells.

Just because a bunch of women come forward several years after being (rumored) abused/raped/taken advantage of does not mean their case/s is/are invalid.  Sure, there are legal boundaries for what can be done within a set amount of time.  That’s just the paperwork mumbo jumbo tied to all the financial organizations.  So, worst case scenario, they can’t get rich from bringing this up so late after the incident.

But, had they brought up the matter soon after it happened, can you imagine the “fire wall” they might have faced?  I think what one woman said is true.  He is famous for being the good, fun, nice guy, and he’s making moolah in his prime (which seems perpetual).  If you take on a giant like that legally, you’re bound to get squashed.

Now, there are exceptions to the “rule” like a certain Monica who went up against the U.S. president.  She didn’t care who he was or if he was in good health.  She went in guns blazing to get her peace.  And, what actually happened may still be up for debate.  But, why bother?  Let those involved go on living in peace without the tabloids and regurgitating interviews.  And then, there was the famous football player/actor accused of murder.  Anyone who caught a piece of that media coverage (or a certain Seinfeld episode) know how that went.

These women–the legitimate ones–didn’t have anyone in their corner after IT happened.  They kept silent, probably out of fear.

Funny people often have a dark side we don’t normally see.  Let that be known.  If you don’t know or deny it, check again.  Comics/Comedic actors fight depression and dark forces out of the spotlight.

And, if you’ve been in a painfully broken relationship–however long or brief–and have ever felt you didn’t say enough or walked away under unfavorable conditions, you might be familiar with a term called CLOSURE.  A couple can get divorced and still feel aftershocks of emotion decades later.  Some get re-married.  Others harbor grudges and/or scars.  But, the smart ones get everything they need to out on the table so they can breathe easier.  [For some, this need is insatiable.  They’re just perpetual hurricanes of venting.  And, pray you never become or face one.]

These women–the legitimate ones (and only they and those they know can vouch for their validity)–need closure.  Now.  Before he and they are dead.  It just happens to be when he is losing his health and mind that they felt strong enough to speak.  It’s no different than the spouse of a hostile mate (and it need not always be the man who is hostile) being too afraid to get out of the negative situation.  Sometimes it takes the opposition being on their deathbed for the “victim” to finally “peep.”  ‘Nothing wrong with that.

24
Nov
14

Meaningless Followers, Artificial Beauty

Just a quick “alert” to all the pretty (and handsome) “faces” who seem to be “attracted” to my postings from the simple inclusion of a key tag word.  It seems–if I throw in a “tag” for some topic/genre on one of my posts, I will find attractive strangers “following” my activity here.  But, if I “tap the glass” (or look behind that pretty poster), I won’t find anything other than some advertising satellite picking up a blip on its radar and maybe keeping a shady eye on my breathing.

Just because I write about food, hair, drugs or money doesn’t mean I am a regular representative of that topic/item.  So, why does one post deserve followers who are chefs, hair stylists, drug dealers/pharmacists or money…handlers?  And, if it’s worth following, why not say why or introduce yourself…and why you wish to follow?  Even if you “don’t have time” for comments NOW, you should be able to make time.  Right?  You did make time to ferret around and click buttons here, didn’t you?  Or, is this just some subway system for Nook-heads and Pad-i-wants?  [That last one was a tiny Star Wars joke.]

I recall one such pretty face I found “following” me not so long ago.  I wrote a random post about hair, asking for advice/input.  I don’t think I received much.  She seemed genuine enough from her profile.  So, I sent her a message which received no response.  But, I did get some junk mail, later.  I have no idea if the two incidents are related, but with all that can happen online, who knows.  All I do know is the pretty face was worth less than a postage stamp to me.  It’s like being handed a picture of food.  I can’t eat that.  And, a face that isn’t responding or expressing more info about their interest in your work/output/appearance is…well, it might be me when intimidated in the face of beauty.  But, in most of these cases with “faces” I find online, it’s usually trouble.

So, thanks, artificial faces and silent stalkers for adding to my discomfort in this life.  There’s a special place in cyber Hades for you.

And, for the rest of you who might be real people reading this, don’t hesitate to express your interest instead of just clicking a LIKE or FOLLOW button.  Your comment/input is valued by me.  Your silence and eyes are worth more to yourselves.

 




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