Posts Tagged ‘morals’

hollywood (or as I prefer to call it hollyweird)

July 30, 2017

This is just a short post  expressing MY point of view about that group who like to be known as “stars”. (NOT ALL, mind you, but a majority).

I am sick to death of all these “do-gooders” who say “This is good – this is bad”. They are human beings like the rest of us, except they make way too much money for what they do. Similar to the wage of athletes!

Here are a few of the things they present to us, after voicing big opinions and donating time (NOT MONEY), to their special causes and things that are really none of their damn business.
One thing they don’t know about is the REAL WORLD of human beings.

Used to love to dance to madonna when I taught fitness, but she has been such a loose canyon, a piece of trash and pervert for so many years I can’t even stand her not one tiny bit. Then standing up for women and saying the things she said – not my representative. Nor is the other piece of garbage (won’t mention her name) – who brought up women’s personal monthly time, in tasteless defense of what…trash talk?)

Now hollyweird in general. If you have been reading my blog you know when I have no respect for someone or something or place – I don’t capitalize. To me that reflects my disrespect in my small way.

I am up to my limit on hearing the name “Jesus” or “Jesus Christ” as a swear word. Even if I weren’t a Christian (of my own beliefs,) I would have respect for a man the caliber of Jesus in His historical record – as one of the most amazing human beings that has ever lived…

I understand when people say goddammit…don’t like it, but many believe there is more than one god. To offend me you would have to use the Great Spirit’s proper name, which is Jehovah.

But STOP with the using Jesus name as a swear word! How would it be if I said barrack Obama as a swear word, or someone you admired or loved. Remember my capitalization rule.

Next is the blatant disregard for the fact cigarettes kill people. Hollyweird is making it look cool again. NOT cool. Have you ever been with anyone dying of cancer or unable to breathe?

High on the list is violence and it’s association with sex and love. It makes me literally want to puke when I see some of the trash that is presented to the public. And the ratings are a big fat joke.

I went to rent movies for the weekend for a change and spent a while looking. I didn’t rent anything. I can tell you whats wrong with the people who watch lots of movies…hollyweird is brain-washing us!

EVERYTHING HAS BECOME COMMONPLACE! There is NOTHING special any more. You meet someone and within ten minutes he has backed you up against a wall and is doing you…not even a first date.

The ever so small percentage of honestly “unusual” people is brought to the forefront and PUSHED on us. IT is OKAY to ignore the physiology of the human body. We (even in schools now) are being trained to be unisex…..Soon everyone will work for the man and then watch a movie to be told what to think and what to do (Television is definitely included.) HBO, Netflix, etc….nothing is sacred anymore. And for the MAJORITY of us who are boring and normal, we have to listen to whining and moaning pressed upon us, to fulfill hollyweird’s agendas.

Because of multiple injuries to my husband (a few years ago) and myself-starting six years ago, we have done lots of sitting and watching! He really enjoys television and is one human being who sees the “trend” of mind-bending hollyweird is procuring on the population by unscrupulous and indirect means, through the media. However being a man of relentless strength of character, he sees right through it instead of changing….speaking of which I have a bone to pick with the media.

Millions of people live happily and safely every day, but instead of reporting as I believe it used to be, the things that are picked with a fine tooth comb are the nastiest of events that are either gory or insidious. They are events that work at ripping the fiber of us into shreds, and separating us.

Can’t bitch any more! It is too beautiful a day and I will not waste another moment on trash.
I just PRAY for the children and grandchildren – and for all of us who still live with God’s law guiding us. W have hope for the future. You do not have to be perfect to follow “the good”. I surely have made more mistakes in life than most, but still try to more onward and upward.

The legion of evil is many, but behind and in front, and within each of us, we quietly hold the truth and know the strength we will have in union when the time comes……….

 

 

IMPORTANT! Vehicle recall. (Also a post regarding “Madmen”)

May 20, 2015

IMPORTANT: In case you didn’t know – there is a recall of millions of vehicles because the airbags are defective. If your vehicle is in the recall, the bags can blow up like a bomb and have actually killed 5 or 6 people thus far. It is easy to check your vehicle.

Go to safercar.gov and click in your vin number (or numbers). The process is short and may save your life or the lives of someone in your family. Share this information. We need to channel important things “between” the people we love and know. I had a friend seriously injured by an airbag blowing up so I urge you to take a minute to do this. Be safe and have a wonderful day!

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Regarding the television show MADMEN.  The only reason I am posting this is to actually write a post from someone who lived in the sixties as a single woman.

I heard an excerpt from a post declaring that single women were better off in the same time Madmen was portrayed. That is a comment from someone who never lived the time.
It was a horrible time for both the married and single women I knew. Husband’s were drinking like fish at office parties and martini lunches, and cheating on their wives with every other breath they took. Hmmm.  Just like on the show.
Women who were married were “the little woman”. They were someone capable of cleaning and cooking and looking nice when the husband had friends over for dinner and drinks. They were never asked to office Christmas parties or any business conventions, for sure. They just cleaned and took care of the children..which was declared “an easy job” by most men.  My father-in-law (married 55 years) still calls his wife his slave – and to her face!
I was a single woman during that time and it seemed all I did was work, care for my young son, and then secretly hope some handsome man would walk into my life and sweep me off my feet. That happened a couple of times.
The first was a good-looking single guy and we dated for quite sometime. We always had a great time, but he did two things that caused me to break off the relationship. First he was very impatient with my year old son. I saw him jerk his hand. That was enough for me, but he also kept getting uglier as we dated. He was so particular about his looks. Fair enough, but he was getting more and more tied up with how handsome he was. Vane men are a real turnoff for me.
The second man tells the truth about Madmen. It was a lesson hard learned. A handsome sales man came into the entry of the business I was employed with (I knew how to run a switchboard,and was good with people) so when the regular gal was sick, I just took over for a few days. I actually worked as secretary to the president, so I pretty much could make make own decisions about my work – as long as he was set up with appointments, lunches, etc. It was a sweet job. No hanky panky expected either.
I have no problem naming the man as I will never forget what he did to me. He told me he was single and asked me to lunch. We had a great time so we had more lunches and then began dinners. He introduced me to steak and lobster and martinis. He was breath-taking in the looks department and kissed as good as he looked.
I began the only real “affair” I ever have had in my life. I quickly fell for this guy and we were amazing together in every way. After about six months he invited me to his place for a party. We had always gotten a suite at some posh hotel. He said because he was hosting, his buddy would pick me up. I was so happy and thought I was falling in love with this perfect “replica” of Don Draper in Madmen. However he was too close a replica!
His friend ran the bell and a lovely woman answered the door with three little ones snuggling her closely.  “Welcome to our home” she said sweetly.  My husband said you are a lovely young woman.  She was, of course, married to DICK PROTEAU -I will never forget that name, nor what happened next.

I was stunned and not quite sure what to do.  Dick (I mean Pig Proteau) stepped in and asked me how I was doing.  I told him I had a back that ached and thought I would go home as I needed to see a chiropractor.  “No problem,” Pig said, “A chiropractor is here tonight.

He went to a closet and grabbed a blanket and put it on the floor of the living room.  I was still in a state of disbelief.  He said “this is (what ever the heck his name was – probably pig2) and he can give you an adjustment.”  Like an idiot I lay on my tummy on the floor and the man actually sat on me and TRIED to feel me up (as we used to say).  Like a weightlifter setting a record, a trigger went off and so did he.  I stood up and demanded a phone.  I called a cab and stepped outside to wait.

I was horrified and humiliated.  I had cared so much about this totally lying PIG.  I said my prayers and asked for forgiveness for being with him.  I really knew NOTHING about his other life.  I felt like I had stabbed her in the back too, and her children.

I never spoke to him again and when he stepped into the office I simply turned and left.  Of course that was after I told him loudly what a lying, stinking, filthy, cheating, PIG he was.  From that point I simply avoided him 100%.  I felt terrible.

What made it worse was my friend, who worked in the next office over, called me on the phone and said, “Look towards my office”.  She stood there being sexually “manipulated” in the hallway by a red-haired young man who was married and whose wife had just given birth to his first baby.  I felt physically ill. His name was Bill, but I can’t remember the last.  Her name was Barbara, and she gave me a different view of her morals.  Didn’t speak to her again.

I quit my job with no notice.  I felt bad about doing that, but I couldn’t stand being anywhere near that place one more minute.

Sure…..the time period Madmen was in was lovely for single young women.  NOT!  I actually couldn’t believe the show was so true to life – the writer must have lived it too.

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Have a good day, and for you single young women, keep in mind you don’t really know someone for at least a year…my husband calls that time “the impression stage”. Take it slow.