tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326629371628072842023-11-15T05:40:30.665-08:00The Funkyverse BlogInsane Ramblings of a Delusional supertype-fiction writer (would-be)Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-18116325485835291492012-06-03T14:18:00.000-07:002012-06-07T09:58:54.506-07:00Dawn of the Eventide<br />
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Greetings! To mark the rebirth of this Blog, I bring you Brand new writings from my Fevered Brain!</div>
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Note before we start: </div>
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Funky Monkey (me) speaks in <span style="color: lime;">GREEN</span>.</div>
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Sursum Ursa (Awesome person you probably already follow) speaks in <span style="color: blue;">BLUE</span>.</div>
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Happy Viking (Metal Dude you should be following) speaks in <span style="color: red;">RED</span>.</div>
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Our villain (Ze Maven of ze Eventide) speaks in <span style="color: #a64d79;">PURPLE</span>.</div>
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So without further ado, I present: Dawn of the Eventide! (Chapter 1)</div>
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An ordinary
day, at the World-famous House of Love, headquarters of the Heroic
Legion of Positive Reviewers. Sursum Ursa and her cats (twin black
Tigers) John & Sherlock are out in the back garden, enjoying the
sun. Funky Monkey is down in the Training room, taking target
practice (gotta keep them twin gun skills sharp) and Happy Viking is
Jamming in the Great hall, blowing out a Maxi-stack of amps with the
latest Metal craze.</div>
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Like I said,
an ordinary day. What is not so Ordinary are the dark stormclouds
rolling across the horizon, like the beating of a thousand pairs of
wings. An army of bats, enough to block out the sun.</div>
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Thus begins
a tale of invasion!</div>
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<span style="color: red;">“Oh
man, Again?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">Yes,
again. Look, I know. But this time there's vampires!</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">“Vampires?
Sweet. Nothin' better'n crushin' a few suckheads of an afternoon.
Plus we got one o' the almighty's own on the roster, makes for a hell
of a ride! Tell your tale, O scribe of legend! And omit not the
mighty Hammer of the Happy Viking!”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">Okay...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">So,
it was another seemingly ordinary day, when a thousand bats flew from
the eastern coasts, to bring pain and panic unto the Legionnaires.
Their Mistress, the until-that-time-decidedly-nonchalant Maven of the
Eventide, had tired of the constant attacks against the Nostalgia
Chick, a close Personal friend, at least in a previous life. To this
end, she had sent this wave of her messengers to blot out the sun,
and facilitate her conveyance. </span>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">It
was unfortunate then, that none were in the Briefing room to see
this. Of course, what with Ursa being outside and playing with her
cats, she was the first to notice. She glanced up at the sky.
“<span style="color: blue;">Weird,</span>” she commented, “<span style="color: blue;">the
forecast didn't say anything about... Bats?</span>” Surmising that
something was wrong, Ursa presently made her way to the Briefing
room.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">“<span style="color: #0047ff;">Main
screen!</span>” the Mainscreen flickered into life, showing a view
from above. There was no mistaking it, a Thousand bats were hovering
in unison about the House of Love. This was not good.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">Thinking
quickly, Ursa hit the silent alarm. In the Training room and the
Great Hall, the others immediately got the signal, and made their way
to the briefing room.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">Funky
was first to arrive of the two. “<span style="color: #23ff23;">So what's
the situation?</span>”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">“<span style="color: blue;">We
seem to have a Bat infestation.</span>”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">“<span style="color: #23ff23;">I
told you, I'll clean out my Batman back issues when the pile reaches
the line.</span>”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">Ursa snerked. <span style="color: blue;">"Not what
I meant. Take a look at the mainscreen."</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">Funky glanced toward the screen. “<span style="color: #23ff23;">Yup,
they're bats alright. So, what's to do?</span>”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">“<span style="color: red;">About what exactly?</span>”
Viking always liked to make a grand entrance.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">“<span style="color: #0047ff;">We appear to have a
bat infestation, Mister Happy Viking.</span>”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">“<span style="color: red;">Dude, you forget to
clear out your Batman comics again?</span><span style="color: black;">”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="color: #cccccc;">Ursa rolled her eyes.
“</span><span style="color: #0047ff;">One would think you'd tire of that
joke.</span><span style="color: #cccccc;">”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="color: black;">“</span><span style="color: red;">You
been bitin' my material again, Funkster?</span><span style="color: black;">”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="color: black;">“</span><span style="color: #23ff23;">Just
direct your attention to the Main Screen, Mr Viking.</span><span style="color: black;">”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">Viking looked over the screeching cloud, as it
edged past Camera 107, the western tip of the complex. The view
automatically switched to Camera 448, The Overground mansion.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="color: black;">“</span><span style="color: red;">Bats,
man. Bats mean either trouble, or Vampires.</span><span style="color: black;">”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="color: black;">“</span><span style="color: #23ff23;">Vampires?</span><span style="color: black;">”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="color: black;">“</span><span style="color: red;">Damn
suckheads were all over back in 1886. And boy howdy do they love the
Frozen North!</span><span style="color: black;">”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“<span style="color: #0047ff;">None of which, I fear,
has anything to do with our current predic-</span>”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">Ursa was abruptly cut off when the Main screen
inexplicably flickered and flashed to a familiar image, That of the
Maven of the Eventide...</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“<span style="color: #94006b;">Zo, you sink to
sprread lies and half-truce about my dear friend, ze Nosssss....
Talgia Chick, eh? Ve shall jussst Ssee about Zat!</span><span style="color: black;">”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“<span style="color: #0047ff;">And just what in the
name of that little blue box that is bigger on the inside do you mean
by THAT, Madame Maven? Why, I'm quite certain that none of us have
ever-</span>”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">“<span style="color: #23ff23;">Actually...</span>”
Funky admitted, Sheepishly.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">“<span style="color: red;">Tell me you
haven't...</span>” Viking shot him a glance that almost screamed
“You DENSE MotherF**ker!”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">“<span style="color: #23ff23;">Sorry guys...</span>”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">“<span style="color: #0047ff;">Well Frak,</span><span style="color: #cccccc;">”
Ursa cursed under her breath. “</span><span style="color: #0047ff;">Oh,
dash it all, let's just deal with this. John! Sherlock! Yip Yip!</span>”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;">With that, the Twin tiger forms swirled and
coiled, becoming Twin Armoured Bracers for Sursum Ursa. “<span style="color: #0047ff;">By
thunder, let's do some damage to this godless suckpuppy!</span>”</span></div>
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End of Chapter 1. </div>Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-19232671827206359342012-04-21T04:26:00.003-07:002012-04-21T04:27:30.942-07:00Because Poetry is Awesome.“So What *About* Me?” By Simon J Broome.<br />
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“So what about me?”<br />
I’m British, y’see.<br />
And Born and raised male,<br />
Still living off parents at 32. Fail!<br />
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Hiding behind a shield of Fears,<br />
It’s served me well for 20-odd years.<br />
What’s a Funkyman to do?<br />
“This world was not meant for one such as you…”<br />
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Do I want a job?<br />
Do I want love?<br />
Do I want to bond to the heavens above?<br />
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Terribly sorry, I only know me.<br />
But part of my pain is in Kyriarchy.<br />
Disdain for the world, sown from school.<br />
5 years of hell, because I couldn’t play it cool.<br />
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And then there was IT.<br />
the Terrible tale of a singular shit,<br />
Whose life I would gladly end.<br />
Or the nerve of the Scar-maker that though to call me “Friend”.<br />
<br />
Grudges and bitterness colour my view,<br />
If you have problems, then I feel for you.<br />
Though my prosaic inelegance doth show,<br />
If e’er you met me, a Gentleman you would know.<br />
<br />
So what *about* me?<br />
What quality to see?<br />
I’ll do what I must,<br />
And protest I’m not controlled by lust.<br />
<br />
Since I’m called away to lunch,<br />
I’ll eschew the traditional punch,<br />
and End by simply stating,<br />
Much as I can…<br />
“I AM A MAN!!!”<br />
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Crossposted from my comment at NSWATM, a fine masculism Blog.Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-71624042105312447122012-02-12T04:51:00.000-08:002012-06-03T14:23:41.565-07:00Po-faced leftiesI have an elder brother (by 3 years, ask no further), and on saturdays, we go to the local mall's food court and have lunch. Oftentimes I try to explain to him my view of a better world, and occasionally on one point or another, I get through.<br />
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More often than not though, the fact that there's a word for a specific behaviour or idea is met with the criticism of it having been created by "Po-faced pseudo-intellectuals". This infuriates me.<br />
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What madness is it to brand every new Idea an invention of "Po-faced Pseudo-intellectualism?" This is why I hate the anti-intellectualism of these times. I'm not looking down my nose at anyone in particular (well, maybe a few hate-filled Daily Mail columnists, but that's allowed) just because I have a word for the feeling you get when someone makes a homophobic/femmephobic joke in your presence. (mostly I just call it awkwardness and move on)<br />
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I entirely despise the role of Hypermasculinity in the modern world. Yes, HYPERmasculinity. Ordinary masculinity, be strong, don't go to pieces over the slightest thing, shed a few tears for the fallen, generally go around and be approachable, exchange a few words about the local sports team (usually Football for me), that's fine. I suppose it's a kind of central European masculinity.<br />
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Now, HYPERmasculinity, be THE STRONGEST, don't go to pieces over ANYTHING, shed NO tears for the fallen, generally go around AND DESTROY ALL WHO DISRESPECT YOU, DEFINE YOUR EXISTENCE about the local sports team, that I can't be doing with. It's a very American form of Masculinity, though I suppose the next few generations will oppose it.<br />
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I want to know, what's wrong with being weak? The strong will crush you? In the days when the whole world is watching, any move they make will be seen by millions, maybe billions across the globe. And if it is just one man, who would damn the consequences and plough through, he will meet the resistance of a thousand or more, and then all his rage and power will be for naught, as he is contained and left to stew. And nobody is strong enough to stand against what's right.<br />
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But this isn't about that.<br />
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This is about how Leftyism isn't "Po-faced". I don't think for a microsecond that this planet is doomed. I want everyone to be happy (well maybe not everyone, see my "Hey You" post), to live in a world without discrimination, even against the majority. I want a world of quiet clean cars (maybe even ones that fly, but that's another post), of quiet clean trains, of quiet clean everything. <br />
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I believe we can get there.<br />
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So why do you think I'm po-faced? Because maybe you're not as funny as you think you are. It's like, once you start noticing discrimination and bias against things, you can't unsee it. It's everywhere. In every facet of our daily lives. I don't laugh at your joke about the blind lesbian in the fish market, because it's ableist and homophobic. Don't think for a second that I have no sense of humour. I know funny. And it doesn't rely on your outdated stereotypes.<br />
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I can laugh, I can smile, I'm not entirely serious. I love fantasy and explosions as much as anyone, more than most in my own case! Just don't take me for a "pseudo-intellectual" because I can shorten a rambling description down into a single word. Conservation of Ninjitsu, folks. I haz it.<br />Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-80297797347657359582011-12-21T03:44:00.000-08:002011-12-21T03:44:46.643-08:00Hey you!Hey!<br />
<br />
Hey you!<br />
<br />
Yes, you. No, not the stranger on the corner. No, not the dude with the bible. No man, not the woman with the blonde hair in the cute hat with ears. I'm talking to YOU.<br />
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Do you know who you are? You're the guy that fucked over my mind. You're the guy who mocked me in school. You're the asshole who's responsible for my view of all your kind. And you know what? I'm not okay with that.<br />
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You think I want an apology? I wouldn't accept it, even if I thought you were sincere. <br />
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You think I want blood? I'd just end up as another crazy serial killer, or the subject of some TV real-life drama. <br />
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You think I want to destroy you utterly, because I'm jealous that you made it, and I didn't? How did you make it? How's that millionaire thing comin' along, sport? Oh right, YOU'RE NOT A MILLIONAIRE. You're just as much of a screw-up as I am. Maybe more of one. I'm not jealous because you grew up and I didn't. I'm not jealous because you're waist-deep in the varying grotesqueries of this world, and I'm not. I'm not even jealous that your job brings you money. After all the bills, I'm surprised you have any left!<br />
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So what do I want? Why am I writing you, this anonymous gestalt of all my secondary-school tormentors, an open letter on the internet? Because it's been 20 years. 20 years ago, my first term of secondary school was just about up. And I learned the harsh lesson that I know to this day. People suck. And you taught me that. You taught me that the vast majority of this planet isn't fit to lick the dirt from my shoes, though they think precisely the opposite.<br />
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You taught me that there is no intrinsic value in trying to gain friendships, because I'll always be betrayed.<br />
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You taught me, that knowing words, and having feelings, and being who I am, is a waste of time. You taught me that the gays are reprehensible, and football is king, and that cars are all there is. <br />
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You taught me that my voice is stupid, and that my mannerisms are comical<br />
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You taught me that all my coping mechanisms were fodder for your amusement.<br />
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I'd say Fuck you, but that Isn't strong enough. Hell, I'd TAKE the blood, but it'd never be enough. And when you, my gestalt secondary-school adversary, were gone, what would stop me from going after the trolls of the internet that taught me that I can't escape dickishness? And from there, anyone who'd ever shouted at me in the street? Anyone who looked at me strangely? Anyone who WASN'T ME? No, If I start down that road, I'll never stop.<br />
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So take a look. I have a heapin' helpin' of forgiveness on this table right here. But this is as close as you're ever going to get to it. Because I'm paying it forward. Instead of wasting my forgiveness on you, who'd do it all over again in a heartbeat, I'm giving my forgiveness to teenagers who ended up outside school.<br />
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So enjoy your life: Screaming kids, demanding boss, nagging wife. I wish you a long and prosperous working career. I got off lightly. You're gonna suffer way more than I ever did.Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-55605036265976138362011-12-09T03:27:00.000-08:002011-12-09T03:27:59.851-08:00A rambling rant about nothing...<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">*blows dust off</span> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">of blog*</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Now then. I've got something to say. No doubt you've heard of <a href="http://culvercitycrossroads.com/2011/12/05/dear-editor-lapd-arrests-the-truth-at-occupy-la/" target="_blank">This happening that happened.</a></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Not being an American myself, I can't say that this is a typical or an Atypical thing, but I DO know that whatever went down at Occupy LA/Wall St./City of London/WHERETHEFLYINGFUDGEVER was NON-VIOLENT.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I don't know much about much. I don't know why I got banned at NSWATM, a masculist blog that I found, but that's a whole different rant. I don't know why it's so hard to find work that won't send me insane, or subject me to the worst excesses of human grotesquery. I don't know why so many rich unscrupulous bastards, WHO THE GENERAL PUBLIC OUTNUMBER BY MILLIONS TO ONE, are screwing over the planet for a quick million or two. It's an absolute bloody disgrace. It is! I don't even know why America's Republicans are so damnably shonky and stupid. Because they are, don't deny it.</span></span><br />
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</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">But why should I care, eh? I'm not an American. I'm not from the Good ol' US of A, Land of the Free, greatest country in the world, I'm just some limey, with my bad teeth and grating Mockney accent!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Yeah, NO.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Look, like I said, I don't pretend to be a great reserve of knowing the way the world works. I'm a terrible firebrand lefty. I'd blow all the buggers up and let God (or whoever) sort 'em out. What I know for sure is that something, Dear pineapples and lychees Something, is not right. A very small minority of very rich people, a kind of new aristocracy that created a web of finances and investments that may actually be inherently flawed for all we know, is semi-secretly running things. This isn't just some paranoid fantasy, there's no "Collusion with shape-shifting reptiloids", "grey aliens with black tar cancer" or other such implied machiavellianism. It's just a bunch of very rich old white men (or Middle-aged at the youngest), whose greed and stupidity created a hole that shouldn't have been there. And now a lot of people are very angry at them, and they don't know what they did.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">But we know.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">They might actually be financially psychopathic, or they just lack human empathy. Either way, their money infects politics, which means the rest of us poor buggers in the trenches (and we are in the trenches now) don't give a Rodent's hindquarters about politics.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">But we should.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And if we can't take TO the streets, should we TAKE the streets? Should we work within the system, bring it down from inside? Power corrupts, operatives go dark, operatives go native...</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Sorry, I have a Barbarian mentality. If there's badfolk needs smashing, then pick up the biggest axe/sword/battlehammer you can find and bust some heads. But this is the civilised world, and that don't work.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Or does it?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Maybe if that's all there is left for us. The problem is that these rich badfolk have BILLIONS between 'em, maybe even Trillions. Is there anyone out there that can resist that kind of money? Could we ever get a fair trial for the frauds that some of 'em have committed? Would they get off scot-free and do it again?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Or do we cross the Moral Event Horizon and subject them to the ultimate punishment?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I don't suggest we go around euthanising anyone who ever worked in a bank. As with the Occupy Movement, and all that associated... associatedness, 99% of people who work in banks are honest as the day is long. And I don't lightly suggest capping Bankers. Not their Bonuses, but they themselves. But they are SO rich, and quite possibly provably immoral, there's only 2 options. Lock 'em up and throw away the key, or let 'em argue fiscal policy with a Bullet.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> I'm not saying it's right, or even sane, but what else can we do with someone whose sole skill is with an ethereal system? They've gutted first-world Manufacturing for daring to want to treat workers like human beings, and when the next lot decide they want human rights, will they move production to Africa? And when Africans want Human rights, where then?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">All I know is that Something is rotten in the world outside our windows, because of bad decisions by greedy old men. And they need to be held responsible for their actions, and suitably punished. I don't know what that punishment is, but I do know that it needs to happen. And they can't be allowed to call "Screw The Rules, I Have Money" either. And they'll try. But if we let them get away with it, they'll do it again.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And we can't afford that.</span></span><br />
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</span></span>Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-91117846338220733402009-11-24T13:51:00.000-08:002009-11-24T14:03:48.677-08:00On Abortion (Caution: Swears!)Y'know what? I'm tired of *BOTH* sides using Ad Hominem and emotivity on Abortion.<br /><br />So, I'm gonna break it down for ya.<br /><br />Pro-choicers: "IT'S A WOMAN'S RIGHT TO CHOOSE! WOMEN DON'T OWN THEIR OWN BODIES! BAWWWW!!!"<br /><br />So you got knocked up, and Baby-daddy's all "F**k this noise", and he ups and goes bye-bye. Well grow some damn Eggs, Drop the Sprog, find the b*st**d and wring him dry because he couldn't be bothered to stick a condom on it. Or did your pill fail? Either way, Double the Contraception, improve the chances of not getting pregnant.<br /><br />Pro-Lifers:"GOD HATES ABORTION! ABORTION IS MURDER!!! MURRR DURRR HURRR DURRR!!!"<br /><br />Get a f**king life. Sure, Abortion is the termination of an innocent life. But then again, think on this.<br /><br />Ain't cows innocent?<br />Chickens?<br />Sheep?<br />Pigs?<br />How 'bout Ostriches/Emus?<br /><br />Yeah, "Food" animals. They're innocent. Ya don't see them killing each other, rolling around in tanks, settin' up makeshift bombs in the cattleshed. And you eat their flesh. Way to go, Hannibal Lecter! You don't have a leg to stand on. So either go veggie, or clam the hell up.<br /><br />As for me? Well, I think it shouldn't get to a point where abortion needs to come into the picture in the first place. More and better sex ed, More contraception, and let's lose the "No sex please, We're British" attitude.<br /><br />Think of it like this:<br />Less teen pregnancy = Less wayward chavs.<br />Less wayward chavs = better Britain.<br />Better Britain = Profit!<br /><br />(this space to clear your mental palate for the next part of the blog)<br /><br />Also, today was my 30th Birthday. Not bad eh? Considering I never thought I'd make it to 20, I'm doing pretty good to get this far. Then again, I still don't expect to reach 40.<br /><br />Oh well. Here's to me! Cheers! :)Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-47363532863101369032009-07-12T13:13:00.000-07:002009-07-12T13:29:30.372-07:00Concerning "The Touch" (a little late, but still...)So, "Sam's Theme". (Just to clue you in, this is Stan Bush reworking "The Touch" for the Latest Transformers Movie)<br /><br />I cannot bring myself to provide a link, as it pains me that he has lost the touch. And yet, for all this talk, there is still affection.<br /><br />I mean sure, we've raged, and this new madness is no reflection of the thing that meant so much in our childhoods. But this song, this song! Even if this new recording is Heresy and flame (and it certainly is heresy), we will always have the original. Look upon this for yourself.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AZKpByV5764&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AZKpByV5764&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />We do not speak now of what is, for it is monstrous. Let us instead remember the glorious days of what has gone before, and rejoice for the lives of those long past, and the days when we had the touch.<br /><br />Comments!Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-10369472449953084642009-06-07T12:17:00.000-07:002009-06-07T12:59:49.750-07:00Annotations II: Your Rights as defined under EU Law...<span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >Yes friends and well-wishers, I have returned to humourously annotate something else!<br /><br />This time, we explore Your rights in Europe!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1) The right to life.</span><br /><br />Goes without saying. You deserve to live, whoever you are. Next!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2) Freedom from torture and degrading treatment.</span><br /><br />Again, What can I say? You deserve to not be tortured, or degraded. Step away from the whips and chains, You FREAK!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3) Freedom from slavery and forced labour</span><br /><br />Although if disapproving types from "Tunbridge Wells" had their way, there'd be a certain subsection of society suddenly deprived of this freedom...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">4) The right to liberty.</span><br /><br />Too big a concept. NEXT!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">5) The right to a fair trial.</span><br /><br />Because Innocent until proven Guilty still works for me.<br /><br />First 5, So far, so dull. Onward!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">6) The right not to be punished for something that wasn’t a crime when you did it.</span><br /><br />For example, Legalise "Da 'erb" today, and even if they re-criminalise it later, you can smoke away while it's legal. Or another example, fill yer boots with Pirate MP3s while the law's fuzzy on it, and they can't touch ya for havin' em once there's a position. Now get busy!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">7) The right to respect for private and family life.</span><br /><br />Yeah, Don't diss my family, man! Dey gonna bus' u up! ;P<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">8) Freedom of thought, conscience and religion, and freedom to express your beliefs.</span><br /><br />You can say what you want, But I don't have to like it!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">9) Freedom of expression.</span><br /><br />I'm guessing this means art. W00t for naked Lesbians painted in rainbow swirls, Late night on Channel 4! (ah, the 80s...)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">10) Freedom of assembly and association.</span><br /><br />The right to Protest! Down with Trousers! Up with Miniskirts! No to Mondays! Ban the Banana! C64 Forever!<br /><br />...oops, I've gone too far. NEXT!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">10) The right to marry and to start a family.</span><br /><br />Poignant one, this. Them Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual and Transgender folks, see, they don't exactly have this right, even in Modern Britain. Oh sure, there's Civil Unions and what-have-you, but it ain't exactly the thing, now is it?<br /><br />Or is it?<br /><br />Hmm, Pretty uncontroversial, at least until the last one. Pretty boring too. Onward!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">11) the right not to be discriminated against in respect of these rights and freedoms.</span><br /><br />I *am* used to it, stop waving it about like it was the new fashion! Just let me know if you're GLBT/ethnically-sourced before I go off and say something silly. Oh, and I do other accents, and I am quite good at them, please try not to be offended.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">12) The right to peaceful enjoyment of your property.</span><br /><br />Like, you can get some ignorants nicked for Hassling you while you're reading <span style="font-style: italic;">Watchmen</span> on a park bench. Fun stuff! <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);">:)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">13) The right to an education.</span><br /><br />So pay attention! Sure, Handwriting ain't a whole bunch these days, but still, Reading's important. Learning to use big words is always fun too! And the Maths thing, numbers and the like. Underrated if you ask me.<br /><br />Plus of course, SCIENCE! Saviour of the future (Shut it creationists), shining (if occasionally slightly shambolic) paragon of reason, Science needs to be taught less dull. Anyway, Next!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">14) The right to participate in free elections.</span><br /><br />You vote for 'em, you elect 'em, you don't complain when they turn out to be as bad as the other lot! Or if they actually manage to make things better, you can bask in the pride of knowing you voted for them.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">15) The right not to be subjected to the death penalty.</span><br /><br />Seems fair in light of miscarriages of justice, and crazy in light of a serial Killer being caught. But really, it's just a cover-ya-butt for the Justice systems.<br /><br />And there we shall have it. Not as funny as the Annotated "Rape List", but heartfelt at least. Tune in some time soon, when I sing some numbers above zero (Disclaimer: May not occur)<br /><br />DISCLAIMER: No offence is meant towards the good and free-thinking people of Tunbridge Wells.<br /><br /><br /></span>Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-43922337088922821062009-05-01T13:24:00.000-07:002009-05-01T13:26:01.669-07:00Interesting ImageryAs I said, Interesting imagery appears here! If one catches your eye, leave a comment and I'll give you an answer.Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-36277998582139523332009-05-01T13:23:00.001-07:002009-05-01T13:23:08.584-07:00<img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MTIwOTI3NTY3MSZwdD*xMjQxMjA5Mzc3Nzk2JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*4OTI4ODY*YjQyNjE*ZDA*ODAxYjYxZDNhOWU4YmUzZSZvZj*w.gif" /><div style="width:480px;text-align:right;"><embed width="480" height="360" src="http://feedmg.photobucket.com/flash/rss_slideshow.swf?rssFeed=http%3A%2F%2Ffeedmg.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fv383%2FtMKM%2Ffeed.rss" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" > </embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?showShareLB=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/share/icons/embed/btn_geturs.gif" style="border:none;" /></a><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v383/tMKM/" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/share/icons/embed/btn_viewall.gif" style="border:none;" /></a></div>Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-45977820573045031082008-02-03T08:14:00.000-08:002008-02-03T08:17:01.948-08:00Back on Track<span style="font-size:85%;">So, Friends, I have decided to continue with my Microhero making skills.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Interesting Imagery may yet appear here.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Keep 'em peeled!</span>Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-2022407497837407982007-06-06T07:55:00.000-07:002007-06-06T07:55:47.810-07:00Going off-topicHi fans,<br /><br />Now, this is a Blog written by a man. An Englishman. Though I rarely, if ever, update this thing, it's here.<br /><br />Anyway, I think that it's my duty as an Englishman to be Sensible, and let Common sense prevail. With this in mind, I'd like to present a rebuttal to the so-called "Rape list":<br /><br />1. "You are a rapist if you get a girl drunk and have sex with her."<br /><br />Difficult to call. I'd lean more toward sad. If she won't look at you twice sober, Getting her drunk is just sad.<br /><br />2. "You are a rapist if you find a drunk girl and have sex with her."<br /><br />Again, I'd say sad, instead of rapist. If she won't look at you twice sober, why bother when her senses are impaired by Alcohol?<br /><br />3. "You are a rapist if you get yourself drunk and have sex with her. Your drunkeness is no excuse. "<br /><br />Now this is unclear. I'm gonna take it that she was drunk first, in which case, why bother?<br /><br />4. "If you are BOTH drunk you may still be a rapist."<br /><br />Now this is thoroughly unfair. If neither of you would look at each other twice sober, it'll just cause friction on the morning after to get drunk and "go wild".<br /><br />Amendment 1: Do not use Alcohol to get sex. It's sad, and you'll suffer "problems". You may want to go with your body's feelings, but nobody can give informed consent to anything when they're 3 sheets to the wind, so to speak.<br /><br />5. "If she's alternating between puking her guts out and passing out in the bed then you're a rapist."<br /><br />No argument here.<br /><br />6. "If she's sleeping and you have sex with her you're a rapist."<br /><br />Sounds sensible enough. Without her Knowledge is without her consent. Also, what an abuse of trust! Better to wake her p in the morning with a kiss (on the nose, or forehead)<br /><br />7. "If she's unconscious and you have sex with her then you're a rapist."<br /><br />See above.<br /><br />8. "If she's taking sleeping pills and doesn’t wake up when you have sex with her then you’re a rapist."<br /><br />9. "If she is incapacitated in any way and unable to say 'Yes' then you're a rapist.<br /><br />"9a." By "Say yes", I take it the author means "give informed consent, or even consent in any way, shape or form". Which legitimises this<br /><br />10. If you drug her then you're a rapist.<br /><br />Well, so far, so good. 10 situations in which it's wrong to take advantage of incapacitated or impaired women. Let's move on.<br /><br />11. "If you find a drugged girl and have sex with her then you're a rapist."<br /><br />Again, sensible enough. Don't take advantage.<br /><br />12. "If you don't bother to ask her permission and she says neither 'Yes' or 'No' then you could be a rapist."<br /><br />What about if she asks you for sex? This idea is <em>Never explored</em> in this diatribe. (meaning there are very few situations where you could just put it in without asking that haven't already been described)<br /><br />13. "You are a rapist if you 'nag' her for sex. Because you manage to ply an eventual 'yes' from a weary victim doesn't mean it's not rape. You are a rapist."<br /><br />Coercion. Are you so desperate for it that you'll say "can we do it <em>now</em>???" to her every hour when she's not putting out?<br /><br />14. "You are a rapist if you try to circumvent her "No" by talking her into it. She's not playing hard to get, and, even if she IS it's not YOUR responsibility to 'get' her. You're still a rapist."<br /><br />If she wants it, she'll tell you. Simple enough.<br /><br />15. "You are a rapist if you manipulate her into sex when she doesn't otherwise want it. If you say, "If you loved me you’d do X" then you're a rapist. If you say, "All the other kids are doing it!" then you're a rapist."<br /><br />Yes she loves you, but she won't give up her dignity, or some women just have some hang-ups, and some "Sexual" stuff is just plain freaky, sick or not healthy/hygenic/safe. as to point B, that everybody else is doing it, If everybody else was Jumping from the tops of skyscrapers, would you? Don't follow the herd, man.<br /><br />16. "If you threaten her, or act in a way that SHE thinks you're threatening her then you're a rapist. If you puff up and get loud and frustrated while trying to 'talk' her into sex then you're a rapist."<br /><br />Now this is more the classic definition. "You better put out or I'll bust your face!" is not, and NEVER WILL BE accpetable. That is when you are using her as a sex slave. And that ain't right.<br /><br />17. "You are a rapist if you don't immediately get your hands off of her when she says 'no'. You are a rapist if you take your hands off of her and then put them back ON her after 10 minutes and she eventually 'gives in' to this tactic."<br /><br />If she says no before you put it in, Don't put it in! Don't just try again, let it slide. She'll come around if she wants it. If not, nevermind.<br /><br />18. "You are a rapist if you won't let her sleep peacefully without waking her every 15 minutes asking her for sex. Sleep depravation is a form of torture and YOU are a rapist."<br /><br />Let her sleep, maybe you'll get some in the morning.<br /><br />19. "If you're necking with her and you're naked and you've already gone down on her and she says 'No' to sex with you and you have sex with her anyway then you're a rapist."<br /><br />If she's not ready, or if your sausage looks like it'll schnitzel her SeeyounextTuesday, you gotta respect that. That said, if she comes back 15 minutes later with Lube and says, "Okay, I'm ready now", get in there!<br /><br />20. If you're engaged in intercourse and she says 'No' at ANY point and you don't immediately stop then you're a rapist.<br /><br />This is the big one. It's as Big in Feminism as "Man shall not lie with man" in Extremist Christianity. If she says no, Barely milliseconds from the "money shot", and leaves you with "Blue balls", I'd call that torture. Worse, I'd call that assault. You're not a rapist because she gave you blue balls, she's an assaulter, a thug for doing that to you! If she says no ten strokes in, that's nowhere near as bad, but it ain't great. This point right here is free licence for women to manipulate men and watch them squirm for their own amusement! Not Cool.<br /><br />So, only the one big point of contention here. But it's the Number one point of contention for the whole Argument. When do you withdraw consent? When it's too late, a split-second before getting a hot load of manjuice inside of you? Ten strokes in? Discuss. But for now, let's see the next 10.<br /><br />21. "If she said "Yes" to sex with a condom and that condom breaks and you proceed anyway then you're a rapist."<br /><br />False Pretenses. Just change the condom.<br /><br />22. "If she picked you up at a bar looking for sex and then decides that she doesn't WANT sex and you continue then you're a rapist."<br /><br />If she picked you up, and then has an attack of conscience, or remembers an early meeting, or spots your hairy bod and changes her mind, well that's too bad. But what is this "If you continue"? if you're at her place, it's just good manners to GTFO and chalk it up to experience. (oh and shave your hairy bod you FREAK!)<br /><br />23. "If she changes her mind at ANY point for ANY reason and you don't immediately back off or you try to talk her into it and get sex anyway then you're a rapist."<br /><br />Again, at ANY point? when you're going down on her, she's halfway to heaven and gets guilty, sure, stop cold. Ten strokes in (figuratively speaking for the Premature guys), not a perfect situation, but if she decides ten strokes is enough to say you love her, then go no further. But after the "Point of no return"? Assault, plain and simple.<br /><br />24. "If you don't hit her and she says 'No' you're still a rapist."<br /><br />25. "If you don't have a knife or a gun or a garrote and she says 'No' then you're still a rapist.<br /><br />26. "If you're a friend of hers you can still be a rapist."<br /><br />I'm gonna take these 3 at once. You don't need to be armed, violent or a stranger to be a rapist. However, these points are already discussed elsewhere. If she says "no", she means it. It's not rocket science.<br /><br />27. "If you had sex with her the night before but she doesn't want morning sex and you pressure her for it anyway then you're a rapist."<br /><br />Further to this point, you're greedy. You got yours, just be grateful of the bed for the night and leave her some parting words and a good impression. Better yet, make breakfast for her, she might decide to keep you around.<br /><br />28. If you're her husband you can still be a rapist.<br /><br />Rape within Marriage. Not touching that one tho...<br /><br />29. "If it's your wedding night and she doesn't WANT to have sex with you and you force or coerce her anyway then you're a rapist."<br /><br />I'd go with the Troy McClure line, but this is supposed to be serious. It's probably a myth that you have to consummate within a certain time limit, so if (hell of a sign for things to come if it does happen, but anyway) she says no, Just don't.<br /><br />Amendment 2: If she doesn't want sex with you on your wedding night, or at anytime after, your Marriage is unconsummated and you can get an annullment and she don't get a penny!<br /><br />30. "If she's had sex with you a hundred of times before but doesn't want to on the 101st time then you're a rapist."<br /><br />Again, already stated. No means No. Not Yes, Not Maybe, but No.<br /><br />So, this section did repeat itself a little, but the basic point is laid out. Onward!<br /><br />31. "If you penetrate her anally, orally or digitally against her will then YOU my friend, are ALSO a rapist."<br /><br />Key here is "against her will". Which is a no-brainer. If she loves you, or if she really wants you to do it, she'll say Yes to it.<br /><br />32. "Women do not owe you sex."<br /><br />Sad but true. A woman is Myriad things, not just the sex-toy of men. A woman is a beautiful, mysterious thing, a life apart from you, a life which can be whatever she wills it to be. So don't be a D*ck, Don't try and dominate.<br /><br />33. "Buying her dinner does not entitle you to sex."<br /><br />It does entitle you to that steak you've been promising yourself though. ;)<br /><br />34. "Paying her mortgage does not entitle you to sex."<br /><br />She should thank you for it though, A simply spoken "Thanks" would be enough for me.<br /><br />35. "Buying her clothing does not entitle you to sex."<br /><br />True enough. That's what her girlfriends are for, going out and finding nice clothes and stuff.<br /><br />36. "Buying her lingerie does not entitle you to sex. It also doesn't mean that she has any obligation to wear that lingerie around you."<br /><br />Hmm, Difficult to call. If she asks you to buy her underwear/lingerie, it might imply she's planning to wear it. As an unexpected gift, however, Flowers/chocolate are more traditional/romantic.<br /><br />37. "Spending any amount of money on her does not, ever, entitle you to sex."<br /><br />No arguments here. However, would you spend large amounts of money on anyone, male or female, if you didn't have them to give? If I had a Trillion in the bank, all of my friends and relatives would get expensive gifts. But I'm rambling. Onward!<br /><br />38. "Seeing her legs or cleavage does not entitle you to sex."<br /><br />Control yourself you ANIMAL!<br /><br />39. "If she 'turns you on' you're not entitled to sex."<br /><br />Go have a filthy dream instead.<br /><br />40. "If she has fucked every man in a 10 square mile radius and she doesn't want to fuck you and you have sex with her anyway, then you're a rapist."<br /><br />If she's had everyone in town but you, she's a slut. But you've gotta wonder, what is it about you that even sluts won't touch you? Shave that Hairy bod!<br /><br />So, in this section we've learned that Men don't have the right to dominate and control women, and vice versa. Further to this, Sex is a 2-person job. If you're foaming at the mouth for release, just masturbate once in a while. Next 10.<br /><br />41. "Her clothing is not a reason for you to rape her. Her LACK of clothing is no reason to rape her. If she's wearing a thong and pasties you STILL have no right to rape her."<br /><br />Yeah, but she's not completely blameless for that. You've no right to rape her, but if she's wearing that when you get home and she says, "I want you so bad", it Ain't rape. (if she consents, it ain't rape)<br /><br />42. "If she's a prostitute and she says "No" then you're a rapist."<br /><br />No Freebies rule. You can't just ambush people and demand it.<br /><br />43. If she's a stripper and she says "No" then you're a rapist. Likewise, if she's a stripper and she's been rubbing against your dick all night long and you follow her to her car and have sex with her against her will then you are ALSO a rapist.<br /><br />Personally, I don't go to strip clubs, why would I want to have my passions enflamed and then come home without release? Makes no sense and just sounds masochistic to me.<br /><br />44. If you watch a woman being raped without calling the authorities then you're as bad as a rapist and you may also be a rapist yourself.<br /><br />No arguments. As a witness to a crime, you MUST come forward. Hey, Crimestoppers don't even ask for your name.<br /><br />45. If you don't fight rape then you accept rape.<br /><br />There are more important things to the general populace than the ruination of a strange woman's life by an anonymous Penis. Better to fight the heinous crime of sexual assault by wearing an internal deterrent.<br /><br />46. "If you don't believe a woman when she says she was raped then you're encouraging rape."<br /><br />Now here's a big one. This is licence to accuse, to malign, to ruin an otherwise good name because anyone who Cries rape HAS TO BE BELIEVED.<strong> THIS IS NOT SO!</strong> It's a shame that anyone gets raped, but it's irresponsible to give Women Carte Blanche to just call anyone rapist on a whim. (Because a woman can be myriad things, and not all of them good)<br /><br />47. "If you choose to remain friends with a man who raped a woman you are encouraging rape."<br /><br />With such a Broad definition of rape as defined in this document, this statement is foolish.<br /><br />48. "If you confess to the authorities that you raped a woman it does not exonerate you. You are not suddenly a model of good behavior."<br /><br />And back to sensible.<br /><br />49. "If you ‘only’ raped one woman, you’re STILL a rapist."<br /><br />True enough. If you only stole the Crown Jewels once, you're still a thief. If you only ever robbed one bank, you're still a Bank Robber.<br /><br />50. "You cannot tell who is a rapist by the way they look. Rapists are your friends, your brothers, your fathers and you won't know it."<br /><br />This is alarmist. Sure, you don't know who a rapist is, and who a rapist isn't, but that shouldn't concern you, for the chances are much more in favour of you never having to worry about it at all.<br /><br />So, what have we learned from this section? Women can dress how they wish and shouldn't be bothered by perverts, Rape is a crime, and Radical feminism is paranoid about being Violated. I think the truth is that these Radical feminists shouldn't be afraid, there is more to men than their Appendages, there are a few men out there with half a brain that actually do get that "No means NO". Anyway, one last thing on this list...<br /><br />51. Do not get frustrated with a woman if she doesn't trust you. SHE already knows that rapists don't wear signs on their foreheads. Something you think is innocuous SHE may find terrifying.<br /><br />Paranoid much? If she doesn't trust you, don't put the moves on her. but if she's got rape issues to her eyeballs, Probably best to avoid her, as she'll likely never trust you anyway.<br /><br />Personally, I think No Means No would have covered it. And maybe, if you're so desperate for sex, just go and Masturbate.<br /><br />All this makes my head hurt. Comments!Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-232662937162807284.post-22812519072625633202007-02-07T02:21:00.000-08:002007-02-07T02:25:52.485-08:00Welcome one and all to the Brand New Funkyverse Web log! THis is the place where News of your favourite characters and universe-shatering events will be debuting. (NOTE: Not DC & Marvel, this is my own stuff)<br /><br />The history of the Omniverse will be posted here soon, in the meantime, enjoy this charming space...Simon J Broomehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707363083219631570noreply@blogger.com0