Monthly Archives: November 2009

George Hamilton: Some Real Doozies, Those Comments…

Date: November 27, 2009

01) George Hamilton and his stepmother?

Apparently, George Hamilton went onto The View, and talked about engaging in a sexual relationship with his stepmother, when he was the age of twelve…and again, as an adult [after she divorced his father].

Interesting quotes:

“When I was very young, 12, I had a relationship with my stepmother. Yeah. She was about 28, 30. It was very normal.”

“The bottom line is it didn’t feel abnormal. From my point of view it wasn’t something so crazy – I don’t think it warped me in my life.”

“It went on for a short period of time, when I was 12, and then strangely enough when I was of age and I was an actor in Hollywood I met her again, she was as beautiful, and we had a sort of follow up.”

Most of the comments are about what you expect, when you go wandering around such websites…

…mindless, un-empathetic, dogmatic and shallow…

One is “refuting” George’s claim of not being warped, by claiming his very willingness to talk about it is proof he’s warped…because [obviously], this is not the sort of thing that should be talked about

I am perplexed, at just what so many of these commenters seem to think is so “sick”, about a 12 year old boy, his body and his sexuality…or his exploration/development of it.

People talk about children often, as though they are wonderful, angelic and beautiful…but, the concepts of a sensuality, and natural lust, get introduced…and suddenly, the child’s body becomes disgusting, offensive and unappealing for such things. It makes you wish they’d pick a side of the fence, and stay on it.

Hmmmm…a diagnosis of the stepmother being sick in the head

Yes, there are solid reasons, why I never intermingle with people from the tabloid rag sheet fan base.

…You always see the bottom of the dredges, when you go wandering around in such places.

Happy Thanksgiving 2009!

Date: November 26, 2009

So, I hope none of you feel to guilty, about the poor, unfortunate turkey that just died a horrible, violent death, so that you can eat it… 😛

Not to get too sentimental, but…

…I am [reasonably] thankful to still be around, and over all vital…to still have a voice, this blog, my website(s) and related projects…to still be writing…to still be here, in spite of everything else….for Baywords and Nearly Free Speech…for Free Spirits and Newgon [amongst others]…to still have food and shelter, and some source of income…for the small pleasures in life…and to not be in pain.

I attribute this to no celestial, mythical creature…but, I am thankful all the same, and I acknowledge such, for the sake of enjoying this good fortune.

Africa’s Witch Children…

Date: November 25, 2009

The power of stigma…and the power of influential organizations with money, who are deeply saturated into a culture…

If you have not seen this already, it will blow your mind, that this kind of vulgar maltreatment of humans (and many small children, at that), is going on today, in our modern world.

The human mind is so vulnerable, to rhetoric, propaganda and the phobia of being ostracized ones self…that many people will do anything, just to stay in the good graces of the powerful, the influential and the majority.

Some will butcher their own children over it…and those children are hapless victims of unspeakable cruelty.

This is not a film talking about ancient history…

…It is talking about, what is happening today.

[Disclaimer: There is are multiple bits, of incidental child nudity in a few of these videos.]

Dispatches: Return to Africa’s Witch Children (1 of 5):

Dispatches: Return to Africa’s Witch Children (2 of 5):

Dispatches: Return to Africa’s Witch Children (3 of 5):

Dispatches: Return to Africa’s Witch Children (4 of 5):

Dispatches: Return to Africa’s Witch Children (5 of 5):

Yes, nobody asked…

Date: November 22, 2009

I sometimes ask myself, “what is the fairness of being born into a complex, and cruel set of circumstances, which forces so much suffering?”

It seems to me, we are all a bunch of sentient organisms, haphazardly caught up in a mixture of variables, mostly all beyond our control.

There is never any choice involved, as to whether you wanted to be subjected to it, in the first place…Nobody signed up for this.

If only more people understood and appreciated this, maybe we could progress to a place, of intelligence and understanding. Maybe, something good could come of it.

At times, I’ve thought that the aborted and miscarried, are the ones who receive the most merciful fate…To never achieve self awareness, means you will never find out…life is a journey of pain, sickness, decline and mortality.

…and you have to suffer all the horrible ass holes along the way, in addition.