Showing posts with label Creeps. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Creeps. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

F.Y.I.

January 4, 1989

Warning... this is not an uplifting link. Or post. Hence the spooky photo, which has been used here before. My hope is that the more domestic violence and serial abusers are revealed, the more empowered it's victims will be. Victims like Rihanna. I saw the linked article this morning, after checking out this parallel post by Jane. Oh, and ladies? You can't 'fix' him. Trust me on that.

Check out the stats:
• 20-30% of American women will be physically abused by a partner at least once in their lifetimes

• 1.3 million women and 834,732 men are physically assaulted by an intimate partner annually

• 201,394 women are forcibly raped by an intimate partner annually

• 11% of women in homosexual relationships and 23% of men in homosexual relationships report being raped, physically assaulted, and/or stalked by an intimate partner

• 503,485 women and 185,496 men are stalked by an intimate partner annually

• 1-25% of all pregnant women are battered during pregnancy

• 30-40% of women’s emergency room visits are for injuries due to domestic violence

• 30% of women killed in the U.S. are killed by their husbands or boyfriends

• 50% of men who assaulted their female partners also assaulted their children

• 3.3 million children witness domestic violence each year

Saturday, October 04, 2008

Winky Dink

Warning:Turn down the sound if you are annoyed by really bad country songs. Although... it does add to the tacky spectacle of it all.


Cutesy slang and flirty facial quirks. That's all you got? She's a prop. Yay, America!

Saturday, August 16, 2008

I Won't. Back. Down.

Bear in mind that the last two elections were stolen.









Monday, May 12, 2008

Okay, So


I was going to write about the new place and life in general. Instead, more ugly images. Something that is really bugging me. I have noticed a trend in a few blogs out there. People stating that they will vote for John McCain if Barack Obama wins the nomination. Are you (fucking) kidding? Talk about your sore losers.

I detest Hillary Clinton as a candidate, but would not hesitate to cast my vote for her to beat McCain in November. I am really shocked at the stubborn stupidity of this sort of non-thinking. Have these last 8 years taught them NOTHING? How selfish. I can say in all honesty that this makes me really angry. Hence the spooky photo montage.

Sorry. Sometimes it's hard for me to not pay attention. Which is why the blog break was good.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Sitting Here In Limbo

That SUNNYHILL sign was nailed to the mighty cypress in 1933. It greets you as you drive down our dirt driveway. The name is an appropriate one, because our spot is just past the fog-line, and it's sunny when the nearby village is not. Our place and the surrounding property have been in the landlord's family since well before 1933. One building was originally a redwood shingle mill. I will miss the green meadow behind the cypress tree, and so much more. I will not miss the dank, dark winters in this "fixer-upper" that can't be fixed. The new place is truly a home. We'll all be just fine.

We're wrapping things up, and will be in the new place completely next week. There is an emotional limbo that occurs when one is between homes. We've moved almost everything except the big stuff. The movers will deal with those items.

There may be a lack of blathering here for a bit. Between getting moved and then settled-in, dealing with visiting family members, and working...there may be little time for such frivolity. After almost three years of this blogging stuff, I admit to a certain degree of burnout.

Fear not! The McCain posts will go on. (And on.)


Monday, April 21, 2008

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Think !

Before you slip back into apathy (if applicable) consider this photograph.
Please.

Here's
a Mark Fiore Funny.

Monday, February 12, 2007





Click the link to read an A.P. article about Ari Fleischer
's loose lips.



Just another link in an ever-growing chain.


Of creeps.