spam

Spam, the other white meat.

Y’all. I’ve been getting some serious sex-bot spam lately. I usually don’t read it, because, well, why would I read it? But today, this one caught my eye (I apologize in advance if you’re all sensitive):

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First of all, thank you for the kind regards! Second, I need some clarification. Is “granny shitting” actual grannies…shitting? Or is it other people shitting grannies, in some way? I just want to make sure I have it straight before I commit.

Also, “busty shemale thumbs” really piqued my interest. Is it just the thumbs that are she-male and busty? Or are these busty she-males WITH thumbs? Megan Fox, perhaps?

Moreover, if you want someone interested in squirting, you really should have commented on my dearest GingerMandy’s blog. She LOVES a good squirter.

A while back, I almost got fooled by spam, actually. The comment was this:

I dont truly know what you talking about here. This cant be the only way to think about this can it? It appears like you understand a lot, so why not explore it a lot more? Make it more accessible to everyone else who might not agree with you? Youd get a great deal a lot more individuals behind this if you just stopped making common statements.

It almost even made sense, for the subject matter. But alas, it was from someone named “Diane Von Furstenberg Wrap Dresses. You can’t fool me, Spammer! I’m too quick for you.

I used to get only home loan, financial spam. Now, all I get is porn spam. Sporn? Whatever. It’s like even the spammers know that I haven’t wanted to kiss someone in half a year. But I’m not falling for it. Not even busty she-male thumbs will get me!

(I won’t tell you how close I was to clicking that link out of morbid curiosity about granny shitting, though.)

There’s been a change of plan.

I was going to write about a ridiculous cooking “class” my mom and I took at Williams-Sonoma (don’t worry, guys, I’ll get back to you in a little while), but I can’t focus.

And this is ALL MARIE’S FAULT.

Just so you know.

Yesterday she sent me this article about a new study that shows that girls are hitting puberty earlier than they were 30 years ago. You’ll probably read that and think, “What problem could anyone have with that?” And also, “OH MY GOD, MY DAUGHTER IS GOING TO START HAVING SEX AT EIGHT YEARS OLD!”

Yeah, no. In my opinion, that whole thing is just a scare tactic. And it’s made even more awesome because it’s aimed at fat kids (oh noes! Being fat means you might also be a slut!), white girls (don’t let them be slutty like those black girls!), AND tells you your kids might get breast cancer if you let any of this happen. I’m going to write more on this later, because I want to make sure I have my research done. But seriously, people, don’t panic. I’m pretty sure this is a giant load of bullshit.

THEN there’s this whole 12th and Delaware documentary. And while I’m super glad someone made it, I’m pretty bummed I can only watch it on HBO. This is the sort of thing that should be available to everyone, not just those who are willing to pay extra for premium cable channels. It’s cool, I’ll catch it on Netflix. It will be my first horror movie!

If you don’t know anything about it, it’s basically a documentary exposing so-called crisis pregnancy centers (CPCs) for the manipulative, lying, ridiculous pieces of crap that they are. And I’m sure there are some legitimate clinics out there, okay? But I’ve never come across one. It appears that these clinics will say anything to get women to continue with their pregnancies. And so my question to you guys is this: As a “pro-life” person, are you really okay with being lied to and manipulated by people who don’t think you’re smart enough or capable of making your own decisions?

And I’m not saying that to try to convince you that abortion is okay or right or acceptable. This isn’t just some feminist rhetoric. I’m legitimately curious. I’m want to know if you’re really okay with the people you support and claim to be fighting with doing anything it takes to “win” in this “battle”?

You can’t fight every kind of pregnancy prevention, except abstinence, and then take away every option women have when they become pregnant. It’s never going to work. Let’s all try living in the real world where people have sex (because aside from whatever fantasy land you choose, we have years and years and centuries of data to prove that people do, in fact, have sex). And having sex is pretty much the number one cause of pregnancy.

Because of that documentary, NARAL did similar studies on CPCs in California. I have to say, the results are no less disturbing on that side of the country.

I know this stuff isn’t interesting or entertaining or funny, but it’s important. Really think about this stuff, and decide how you feel. None of it is simple, none of it is easy, and we’re approaching these subjects from fundamentally different places. There really isn’t a middle ground, because the two don’t ever seem to meet up. It’s not one extreme end of a spectrum and the other. It’s two completely different spectrums. I don’t hope to change anyone’s mind, just encourage everyone to think before just blindly following something because of scare tactics or rhetoric. Do the research. Decide for yourself. And then insist that the people you support are fighting this fight with integrity.

Oh, and also…now we have to SAVE THE INTERNETS! Evil corporations. DOOM. Click. Read. Sign. (Also note that Google is a now a major player in this. Google who’s all about free-source code and blah blah the people having access, yada yada. It’s not good enough to just stop AT&T dudes. They aren’t the only bad guys here.)

SaveTheInternet.com

It’s called FEMME Writes, see?

I have some things to say. I’m sure you’re all thrilled.

I’ve gotten a couple of comments and a few emails with this particular complaint, so I thought I’d address it. Marie and I started Femme Writes as a way to talk about issues that affect women. WOMEN. Neither of us, and I’d assume no one who writes for us, is trying to deny that these same things MIGHT happen to men. But really, it’s one day a month and the point is to talk about women. WOMEN WOMEN WOMEN. Get it?

Now, I will say this: If you want to sit around and try to convince me that there’s a rash of women raping men out there? I’m going to laugh in your face unless you have some pretty convincing statistics. But you don’t, because I’ve researched the matter.

Aside from that, though, there are absolutely two sides to every issue. And even rape isn’t something simple, as Jenny pointed out on the 5th (I can’t agree with everything in her post, but I do agree that it’s not always a black and white issue, as nothing ever is).

If you, dear male readers, would like to start a writing campaign about men’s rights? I will happily support you. I’m serious. I really do try to be fair. But the thing is, Femme Writes is for a very specific purpose, and no, I’m not going to talk about men that day.

We’re not discounting the male opinion on these matters. Not at all. I mean, if you’re an insensitive jerk, yeah, I’m going to have something to say about it. Generally speaking, though, I completely value a thoughtful opinion, no matter who gives it. It’s always good to hear a (smart and well thought out) difference of opinion.

So let it go. It’s one day a month and the purpose is to talk about issues that affect women. As a man, we welcome your feedback. We’d even love to see you write a post on the issues. But stop whining that one day a month we’re talking about something and leaving you out. It’s ridiculous.

Oh, and you’ll be happy to know that I have a post coming up about how it’s tough to be a man. And it’s not even sarcastic! See? I can be sensitive to you menfolk.

It’s Friday, we should break up – People who are too moronic to put two and two together.

Dear Stupid People,

If you tell the entire internets that you’re not home AND you tell them where you live? I don’t really feel bad when you get burgled.

Love,
Shine

I think we all know how much I hate FourSquare. Not only is it ridiculously annoying, some people are really stupid about it. And while I do use Twitter and I might sometimes suggest that I’m not at my dwelling, no one knows where I live or where I am. That makes it hard to stalk me or rob me.

So if you, dear FourSquare user, have a check in at your place of residence? That’s a little GPS dot on your home. Not only do you live there, all your stuff lives there even when you’re not home. How dumb to you have to be to realize there might be adverse consequences to announcing to a bunch of strangers exactly where you are and where you live?

Do you really expect me to have much sympathy for you when someone breaks into your house and steals your precious flat screen? Or when some creepy person starts showing up everywhere you are?

I announced where I was going to be ONE TIME. ONE TIME, and someone showed up, uninvited, and acted a creepy fool. It was a mistake and I’ll never do it again.

Some of my friends think I’m ridiculous or paranoid because I don’t say on my blog very often which specific bars or restaurants I frequent. I think I’m just being careful about the internet. And it’s so easy to be a creepster these days. We have so much access to so much personal information.

So seriously, stop being an idiot. Or at least stop expecting anyone to feel sorry for you when you act like one. If you don’t want people to know where you live or where you work or where you are, try NOT announcing it on the internet.

Also, your FourSquare updates? They don’t have to be on Twitter. So if for some reason, you just really think it’s cool to “check-in” at the grocery store or whatever, you can still do that without telling everyone on your Twitter feed. And not just because none of us care (I promise, no one cares), for your own safety. Think before you tweet.