Hello. Today is Thursday, July 5th, 2012. Yesterday was July 4th, or as it is called here "Independence Day". For those of you in other countries, Independence Day is another way of saying the 237th anniversary of this nation's founding. Most countries in the world don't have an Independence Day because they aren't democracies or they have been nations for over 1,000 years, and the exact date of the countries founding is unknown, & guessing would be inaccurate. Before I go on, would like to warn you not to take what I am about to say seriously, as this is like one of those Hallmark funny cards that's sold for birthdays.
Ahh... America, what can I possibly say? 237 years ago yesterday, a pack of about 17 or so white guys decided to write a paper that in a nutshell said "Fuck you England" & send it to the king of England at the time, King George III. Thus began a war that led to the forming of a (in my opinion being an American) great nation. A nation that decides to make everyone spend money they don't have on a daily basis. A nation that tells its people what foods can kill them, yet sells this killer food at the cheapest prices. A nation that can decide in a national survey that a shock rocker is far more frightning than a woman that possibly murdered her own two-year-old daughter.
But, who am I to say the problems with this nation? Other than those minor flaws, you are still beautiful. So, I would like to propose a toast. Here's to the 237 years America has been a nation! And, here's to another 237 years! HAPPY BELATED 237th BIRTHDAY TO THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!!!!!!!!! HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY AMERICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Thursday, July 5, 2012
Monday, June 11, 2012
Letting The Demon Baby Out: Why Marilyn Manson Should Get More Fanfare Than He Has Received
Okay before I go on to today's post, I have a few disclaimers:
On the show in my mind, A Gothic Tomboy From Pittsburgh, there is an episode in which Julie (*I changed her name because I wanted to. In the show, she is really Raven from the original Teen Titans, and another bombshell that is just me rambling on to make this longer that is slightly related to this, in this show, she ends up getting pregnant by Marilyn Manson. That's related in what I will reveal in a minute.) begins to have nightmares. When I hear about them, I take out my iPad & go on one of my dream interpretation apps. She tells me that at the end of the dream, she was attacked by a demon baby. (A side note: I looked this up in real life, so, I know it's true.) What I determined was there was a new, forbidding part of her life beginning that scared her. I told her this was her mind telling her to let the "demon baby" out.
After that, I told her that's what her baby daddy did.
And, in a way, Marilyn Manson did "let the demon baby out". He does it so often that we miss it. That is Reason Du Jour of why Marilyn Manson should receive a whole lot more fanfare than he has been given so far.
Another reason that Marilyn Manson deserves more than what he has received so far is that every celebrity should get at least fifteen minutes of fame. I know Madonna has had at least a whole half-an-hour of fame. Rihanna, Justin Beiber, Miley Cyrus, etc., it feels like they have received twenty years of fame. While, Marilyn Manson, rather unfairly I gotta say, only received two-fourths of a millisecond of fame.
Which brings me to my next/final reason/point: Marilyn Manson faded out of the public's line of giving a damn about in a very unfair way due to unfair circumstances. I know there are those of you out there in countries like Russia & Germany probably wondering "What the *$#% is this American bitch talking about? Marilyn Manson is still relevant where I live, & no circumstances or ways that are unfair are making him less relevant here. What makes him not on the public's line of giving a *$#%?" Well, it's very off-topic & kind of a long, painful story that I will only tell you is the third-to-last label of this particular post.
Which, speaking of unrelated & off-topic subjects. Does anyone remember my post Madonna Read My Blog? Well, that post is related because it is clearly irrelevant to everything the public holds dear. It it the post before this one. It didn't give me any views whatsoever. It might've gotten me some views, but, I highly doubt it. I didn't even get a comment on it. I doubt I'll get a comment on this one. But, it's because Marilyn Manson has been deemed a "has-been" by American Hollywood. Madonna never was and I hate to admit it but probably never will be deemed a "has-been" by American Hollywood. In addition to using a celebrity's name, I tried my best to use my social filter a little more than Madonna uses her social filter & a whole lot more than Marilyn Manson uses his social filter. And, still, I get nothing. I didn't get more views. I didn't get any people sharing any of my posts on Twitter, Facebook, or Google. I didn't get a like or a comment from Facebook or Google. I didn't get any attention on Blogger. I didn't get anyone offering to follow my blog. I didn't even get a comment on my blog! Now, you understand my frustration with Pop culture.
Hey,....I just found a way to make Marilyn Manson less irrelevant to Madonna: Both Madonna & Marilyn Manson have "let the demon baby out". I mean, Madonna just showed some random french politician with a swastika drawn on his forehead in Israel. To add more irony to the controversy before I list what Marilyn did, Madonna's religion is Kabbalah or for people in other countries, Jewish Scientology, aka Madonna herself is Jewish. Marilyn Manson tore pages from the holy scriptures in various towns*, with the exception of in Salt Lake City, it was the Book of Mormon*. In both cases, not only did they "let the demon baby out", Madonna breastfed the demon baby, Marilyn Manson (and forgive me for not saying "he" or "it" once) grabbed the demon baby, Marilyn Manson put a collar around the demon baby's neck, Marilyn Manson put a leash on the collar on the demon baby's neck, and then, Marilyn Manson proceeded to walk the demon baby like the demon baby was a dog or an African child walking his pet tarantula.
You too can "let the demon baby out". Now, granted, the examples given above are EXTREME. But, still these are examples. There are other ways to "let the demon baby out" too. You could wear a beach dress to a formal, black tie wedding. You could wear only pink to a funeral. You could buy a pet tarantula. I once "let the demon baby out" not intending to "let the demon baby out". I wore a tshirt and a pair of sweat pants to a baby's baptism once years ago. Granted, if my dad told me it was a baby's baptism, I would've got more dressed up.
But, there's my inspiration to you. Let the demon baby out. Don't be afraid to. And, letting the demon baby out includes sharing this blog or commenting on it. Bye for now.
*Or, so I'm told.
- I am not now nor have I ever been a Marilyn Manson fan. And, Marilyn Manson is not Goth, he is Heavy Metal. But, I am defending him for purposes I'd rather not get into right now.
- Expect to hear more about Marilyn Manson in blogs to come. I perseverate on him a lot.
- I don't want for this post to turn into Sex-And-The-City tangent #3. So, I decided to include a grievance I have about my last blog post.
- I just finished typing a couple of pages in both Borders & Envelopes and The Devil Horn's Toss, and typing took up most of my weekend and morning. And, I have some chores to do. So, needless to say, I don't want to type anymore today other than Facebook statuses & text messages, and this is going to feel tedious to me. So, just bare with me here.
On the show in my mind, A Gothic Tomboy From Pittsburgh, there is an episode in which Julie (*I changed her name because I wanted to. In the show, she is really Raven from the original Teen Titans, and another bombshell that is just me rambling on to make this longer that is slightly related to this, in this show, she ends up getting pregnant by Marilyn Manson. That's related in what I will reveal in a minute.) begins to have nightmares. When I hear about them, I take out my iPad & go on one of my dream interpretation apps. She tells me that at the end of the dream, she was attacked by a demon baby. (A side note: I looked this up in real life, so, I know it's true.) What I determined was there was a new, forbidding part of her life beginning that scared her. I told her this was her mind telling her to let the "demon baby" out.
After that, I told her that's what her baby daddy did.
And, in a way, Marilyn Manson did "let the demon baby out". He does it so often that we miss it. That is Reason Du Jour of why Marilyn Manson should receive a whole lot more fanfare than he has been given so far.
Another reason that Marilyn Manson deserves more than what he has received so far is that every celebrity should get at least fifteen minutes of fame. I know Madonna has had at least a whole half-an-hour of fame. Rihanna, Justin Beiber, Miley Cyrus, etc., it feels like they have received twenty years of fame. While, Marilyn Manson, rather unfairly I gotta say, only received two-fourths of a millisecond of fame.
Which brings me to my next/final reason/point: Marilyn Manson faded out of the public's line of giving a damn about in a very unfair way due to unfair circumstances. I know there are those of you out there in countries like Russia & Germany probably wondering "What the *$#% is this American bitch talking about? Marilyn Manson is still relevant where I live, & no circumstances or ways that are unfair are making him less relevant here. What makes him not on the public's line of giving a *$#%?" Well, it's very off-topic & kind of a long, painful story that I will only tell you is the third-to-last label of this particular post.
Which, speaking of unrelated & off-topic subjects. Does anyone remember my post Madonna Read My Blog? Well, that post is related because it is clearly irrelevant to everything the public holds dear. It it the post before this one. It didn't give me any views whatsoever. It might've gotten me some views, but, I highly doubt it. I didn't even get a comment on it. I doubt I'll get a comment on this one. But, it's because Marilyn Manson has been deemed a "has-been" by American Hollywood. Madonna never was and I hate to admit it but probably never will be deemed a "has-been" by American Hollywood. In addition to using a celebrity's name, I tried my best to use my social filter a little more than Madonna uses her social filter & a whole lot more than Marilyn Manson uses his social filter. And, still, I get nothing. I didn't get more views. I didn't get any people sharing any of my posts on Twitter, Facebook, or Google. I didn't get a like or a comment from Facebook or Google. I didn't get any attention on Blogger. I didn't get anyone offering to follow my blog. I didn't even get a comment on my blog! Now, you understand my frustration with Pop culture.
Hey,....I just found a way to make Marilyn Manson less irrelevant to Madonna: Both Madonna & Marilyn Manson have "let the demon baby out". I mean, Madonna just showed some random french politician with a swastika drawn on his forehead in Israel. To add more irony to the controversy before I list what Marilyn did, Madonna's religion is Kabbalah or for people in other countries, Jewish Scientology, aka Madonna herself is Jewish. Marilyn Manson tore pages from the holy scriptures in various towns*, with the exception of in Salt Lake City, it was the Book of Mormon*. In both cases, not only did they "let the demon baby out", Madonna breastfed the demon baby, Marilyn Manson (and forgive me for not saying "he" or "it" once) grabbed the demon baby, Marilyn Manson put a collar around the demon baby's neck, Marilyn Manson put a leash on the collar on the demon baby's neck, and then, Marilyn Manson proceeded to walk the demon baby like the demon baby was a dog or an African child walking his pet tarantula.
You too can "let the demon baby out". Now, granted, the examples given above are EXTREME. But, still these are examples. There are other ways to "let the demon baby out" too. You could wear a beach dress to a formal, black tie wedding. You could wear only pink to a funeral. You could buy a pet tarantula. I once "let the demon baby out" not intending to "let the demon baby out". I wore a tshirt and a pair of sweat pants to a baby's baptism once years ago. Granted, if my dad told me it was a baby's baptism, I would've got more dressed up.
But, there's my inspiration to you. Let the demon baby out. Don't be afraid to. And, letting the demon baby out includes sharing this blog or commenting on it. Bye for now.
*Or, so I'm told.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
End Of A Book Reflections: A Lack of Authority
Hello again everyone. I apologize as this post will probably not get me a lot of fanfare as my previous other two blogs because it's not as Gothic. I'll get back to those gothy-type rants later. I was originally going to wait till I received a comment or at least 15 views of this blog before I posted this. But, I have almost nothing to do at this point in the year. And, I need to type something. So, here it is a week earlier than expected: My End of a book reflections on Borders And Envelopes.
I recently finished writing my fifth book, Borders & Envelopes. And, I would like to reflect on one of the many themes of Borders & Envelopes: A Lack of Authority. Or, more simply put, feeling like you have no control over your life.
I'll clarify how this is a theme in both the manuscript, my personal daily life, & your daily life. In the manuscript, the main character has to help her parents care for eleven children, including her. She has to move from Mexico to America. She finds out she's pregnant by a boy from her homeland. Her mother & her eldest brother treat her like she's an idiot at many, many times. Her father has cancer, so she has to give her mother & younger siblings three-fourths of her salary, and she gets paid on commission. On top of that, her younger brother dies unexpectedly. I don't want to spoil any ending. So, to get to the point, she feels like the world hates her & that God/a higher power has more control than she does.
It eerily plays a part in my personal life at the moment as well. Right now, it is the end of the year for my schooling. My mother won't let me have any control of my psychiatric treatment even though I have been old enough to say "I don't think I like this treatment. If feels more like I am being treated like an asshole for my mental illnesses & the way I do things than being treated for my illnesses." for three years now (at least where I'm from). My therapist recently told me to wait to type Schadenfreude until I am all done typing Borders & Envelopes (At this point, with this bitch I am really kind of sick of her. I gave a chance, but, I think my mother has too little friends/or is too stupid to get me a different person. Needless to say, I miss my old therapist. But, I started typing Schadenfreude anyway, so, I'm not telling her a damn thing.). Like I said earlier, my schooling is almost over. In just a few days, I will be at home for the summer. But, a few days before that, I will be at one of my two schools, in particular, the one that is my personal hell. And, I will have to cope with students that all in my opinion should be either put on stronger medication, put in a psychiatric ward, or put in prison (you'd have to see the school I'm going to to understand), and teachers who don't have the patience to suggest it. The binder I write in is too full to close, so, I cannot write in the situations that I want to write in (such as family gatherings because being the eldest grandkid, I have to constantly be around kids in my sensory-issue area). And, on top of that, I have a show on my mind that is so weird I'm glad they haven't invented mind reading technology yet.*
*Sorry. Had to get this all off my chest, and this is also a clear example on how I have no Authority.
Either way, I know that a lot of you feel like you have no control over your life right now. Or, maybe you NEVER EVER, EVER, EVER,EVER felt like you had control over any aspect of your life whatsoever. And, that could be for a majority of different reasons. Maybe it's because your government is abusing its authority, and on that note, I would like to send a shout-out to all my readers in Russia. I am amazed that you were even able to find this blog as I heard that every Goth & Emo thing (or what was construed as either or) was banned as being "dangerous".
Anyway, maybe you feel that way due to health issues. Or, you feel that way due to financial/family issues, such as divorce or foreclosure. But, whatever the case, remember, as hard as it is to remember, You have more control over your life than you will ever know.
Well, that's it for today. Goodbye.
I recently finished writing my fifth book, Borders & Envelopes. And, I would like to reflect on one of the many themes of Borders & Envelopes: A Lack of Authority. Or, more simply put, feeling like you have no control over your life.
I'll clarify how this is a theme in both the manuscript, my personal daily life, & your daily life. In the manuscript, the main character has to help her parents care for eleven children, including her. She has to move from Mexico to America. She finds out she's pregnant by a boy from her homeland. Her mother & her eldest brother treat her like she's an idiot at many, many times. Her father has cancer, so she has to give her mother & younger siblings three-fourths of her salary, and she gets paid on commission. On top of that, her younger brother dies unexpectedly. I don't want to spoil any ending. So, to get to the point, she feels like the world hates her & that God/a higher power has more control than she does.
It eerily plays a part in my personal life at the moment as well. Right now, it is the end of the year for my schooling. My mother won't let me have any control of my psychiatric treatment even though I have been old enough to say "I don't think I like this treatment. If feels more like I am being treated like an asshole for my mental illnesses & the way I do things than being treated for my illnesses." for three years now (at least where I'm from). My therapist recently told me to wait to type Schadenfreude until I am all done typing Borders & Envelopes (At this point, with this bitch I am really kind of sick of her. I gave a chance, but, I think my mother has too little friends/or is too stupid to get me a different person. Needless to say, I miss my old therapist. But, I started typing Schadenfreude anyway, so, I'm not telling her a damn thing.). Like I said earlier, my schooling is almost over. In just a few days, I will be at home for the summer. But, a few days before that, I will be at one of my two schools, in particular, the one that is my personal hell. And, I will have to cope with students that all in my opinion should be either put on stronger medication, put in a psychiatric ward, or put in prison (you'd have to see the school I'm going to to understand), and teachers who don't have the patience to suggest it. The binder I write in is too full to close, so, I cannot write in the situations that I want to write in (such as family gatherings because being the eldest grandkid, I have to constantly be around kids in my sensory-issue area). And, on top of that, I have a show on my mind that is so weird I'm glad they haven't invented mind reading technology yet.*
*Sorry. Had to get this all off my chest, and this is also a clear example on how I have no Authority.
Either way, I know that a lot of you feel like you have no control over your life right now. Or, maybe you NEVER EVER, EVER, EVER,EVER felt like you had control over any aspect of your life whatsoever. And, that could be for a majority of different reasons. Maybe it's because your government is abusing its authority, and on that note, I would like to send a shout-out to all my readers in Russia. I am amazed that you were even able to find this blog as I heard that every Goth & Emo thing (or what was construed as either or) was banned as being "dangerous".
Anyway, maybe you feel that way due to health issues. Or, you feel that way due to financial/family issues, such as divorce or foreclosure. But, whatever the case, remember, as hard as it is to remember, You have more control over your life than you will ever know.
Well, that's it for today. Goodbye.
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