Photo Frenzy

This one photograph caused quite the frenzy the other day on Facebook.

One early morning a few days ago, I saw this posted from one of those random Facebook fan pages. And I went ahead and clicked on the “share” button. And so it was posted onto my own personal Facebook profile.

Then moments later, I left home to go into the community room to get some coffee. I drank the coffee at the table (because the rule of “no food/drink” still exists and someone has to obey it, even if the other neighbors will not!!) and then I jumped online on one of the computers there.

When I signed back into Facebook, it was like hell was starting to break loose over this one image.

I found the photograph amusing because the woman was out in the the cold and snow and ice. However, many people were up in arms about it for the simple fact that the model was naked.

Let’s face it. My monitor at home isn’t the best, and I honestly had not recognized the fact that she was naked.

There’s nothing in the photograph that would expose any genitalia. And she is wearing something on her legs. Does that make it naked?

One person accused me of posting pornography on Facebook. Another person questioned my ethics. And even another person was threatening to have me reported for posting inappropriate images.

I believe that if I would have been able to see that clearly she was exposed in her “bikini regions” that I most likely would not have posted it. But even if I deleted the photograph, the damage apparently was done.

One person even sent a message to my Facebook inbox stating that she didn’t like my post and she wanted me to delete it. But when she wasn’t specific and I asked her to elaborate, it came to this photograph. I could tell that she was just overwhelmed with disgust.

Rather than deleting the photograph at that time, I removed her from my friends list. She had only been there for about two days and in my opinion …. wasn’t all that social with me.

I don’t make a habit of going so far as to posting something on Facebook that I know is against their rules and terms. And I know that I am not the worst offender as I have seen other posts that are far worse than this one.

I didn’t make any comments about it at all. I didn’t say anything about how hot the model was or whatever. I just simply clicked on the “share” button.

But no. Since I did something “different” then I guess that means I am one of the worst people on the planet. And that I need to be shipped off to Alcatraz or Australia.

Every one of us has different interests, tastes, and likes. We’re not all the same. What is “pornographic” to some is art to others. And I am not going to start a debate of whether or not this is art or porn or whatever, but like I said I liked the contrast and it was amusing to view it and think that she must be freezing with standing out in the snow like that. But then obviously finding out that its just a scene that was created to look like she was outside in a winter wonderland.

Once again proving that you simply are just not capable of pleasing all of the people all of the time.

Good grief!!!

 

 

Rubber And Glue

“All men’s misfortunes spring from their hatred of being alone.”~ Jean de la Bruyere

So you wanna talk about how much life stinks, eh? Vent a little bit about how it has been mistreating you and that it hasn’t been fair?

The world seems to hate your every move and decision and now you are being sorely punished for it and you don’t deserve it.

And it has been going on for months. Even a few years. Nothing is going right for you.

Worst of all, you’re wondering if there’s anything left to have faith in.

You are feeling a bit down in the dumps because women are hitting on you and they don’t seem to be interested in who you are, but rather what you have in your wallet and/or bank account. And it’s not fair.

You are feeling overwhelmed because men are wanting you so much and all they truly want is to get you in bed. And you are feeling like they are doing nothing but treating you like a piece of dirty meat. And it’s not fair.

And many, many other things that frustrate you and you don’t understand why you are continuing to feel so miserable.

Who can you blame? I mean, life wasn’t supposed to be like this. Or was it??

I have the answer to your blaming question:

The person in your mirror.

Ouch!! That had to hurt now didn’t it??

Don’t you remember the saying about when you point a finger at someone, you have other fingers pointing back at you? Remember that one? You probably didn’t think that it would ever apply to you.

Perhaps women wouldn’t be so into you and your bank account had you not taken a week and a half of bragging that you won the lottery or how you came into a bunch of money. And perhaps men wouldn’t be so into finding what you got going on in bed had you not screamed for over sixteen months that you were single and finally “free” from a relationship that you determined was bad for you,  and could now do whatever you wanted and you decided that it was time to live your life the way you wanted.

I’m not going to write again about how people just have their bad times and good times. Its ridiculous and boring by now to be coming from this blog. But when you refuse to take a look at yourself and find out just how you became so miserable and fail to accept that the things you have done in the past led you to it and only want to blame others, then that’s where the road ends.

Its about as juvenile of an action as quitting your job because your vehicle is out of gas. And about as sad as starving yourself to death because you’re house is empty of food.

Things break. Fix them!

I’m there for you. I will listen to you when you have bad days, and I will listen to you when you have awesome days. But when your misery multiplies because of your own actions and deeds… then there’s something called “reached a limit” with me. And that means that there’s nothing else that I can do but listen. And listening isn’t going to fix whatever issue you are having.

I literally closed the door on someone today because for the past ten days, I have been listening to them rant and vent about the  same problem that they are having in life. Ten straight days. And even though they have said that they felt better to get it off their chest, they didn’t go and fix the issue. So we’re right back where we started.

And for that person, all I can do is hope that they wake up and snap out of it and fix their issue in life. Once they do that, then they can move on in life happier. But I cannot do it for them. Only they can. And its sad to watch this crap going on through the window. But until then, I am rubber and they are glue.

If misery loves company, then I would much rather be alone.

Find the issue that is bothering you. Find out what exactly it is that is keeping you so miserable. Then fix it. Even if that means you have to fix yourself by changing yourself. Don’t play the blame game. Nobody wins at that!!

 

 

 

If One Day I Will Ever Learn

“I’ve been left alone, even by the paparazzi, because what sells is sex and scandal. Absent that, they really don’t have much interest in you. I’m still married, still working, still happy.”~ Matt Damon

Perhaps one of these days I will learn. I apparently haven’t yet. But even in the 21st Century, things are just the same if not more than ever before as they were in the 20th Century.

Sex sells. Everyone’s buying.

There are days when I enjoy coming to this blog to see which blog posts have been read or looked at. And I’m always amazed that blog posts that I have written in the past, even to the very first time that I wrote on the subject, that anything I have written that deals with sex are the posts that are receiving the most attention.

Of course with as many stats that are there to this day, I cannot say for sure what part of the world is looking at one or many blog posts. I just can tell which countries have accessed the blog and which blog posts have been viewed.

I frequently gaze upon the stats to see exactly blog posts are popular and which are falling flat. And I often think that if I would write more on the subjects that are receiving the most attention, that the blog could do quite well. But its always the same: several blog posts that have the most attention are the sex blog posts.

A long time ago, I attempted to bring in a larger male audience by attaching photographs fetching to the male eye. Some sexy, some funny. But I have always tried to make them relevant. Even if I were attempting to draw in the males.

That is not to say that I do not appreciate the women who have been reading all of this time, I do appreciate all of you! Both male and female.

Sex is a part of who we are. It goes so far as to be a part of our core existence. We cannot survive without it.

But here we go again: sex.

So why is that?

Well, its basic animal instinct. It is something that is hardwired into our very bodies down to the core. Without it, the human species would not survive. So we have the drive and we have the urge within us.

We have the freedom to do as we please. And yet there are some that just are obsessed with sex. Generally speaking.

And as I ponder the possibility of focusing more and more with future blog posts to deal with sex and sexual behavior, I begin to wonder if its all a good idea.

I’m the kind of person that believes that what happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom. Perhaps I’m just old. And now the thing to do in this day and age is to talk and to share. But I’m simply not good with that.

After all, who of you would like to read about the escapades (or maybe the lack thereof) of Dambreaker? Probably not too many of you. Especially those who are now following my blog on a regular basis as many of you actually have gotten to know me on a personal level. It would be… creepy to say the least.

Neither am I a professional. I don’t have the education or the knowledge as someone like say, Dr. Ruth. Its not my specialty. So to think that I could begin a fresh and new blog to devote only sexual content would be absurd in my opinion.

That is how I feel about it. At least when it comes to my own personal experiences. After all, its so easy to dilute the raunchy details of someone else rather than to come forward and explicitly speak of yourself.

And honestly I shouldn’t be so damned surprised about this. But for whatever reason I am from time to time. So I’ll have to just take it all and accept it and move on.

Again, I do appreciate everyone who does read this blog. Whether or you leave comments or actually click to follow the blog or do nothing more. It is truly the driving force that I have to keep this blog going.

 

 

Facebook FUBAR

“Hell is more like boredom, or not having enough to do, and too much time to contemplate one’s deficiencies.” ~ Dorothy Gilman

There has got to be an unlimited supply of people who are absolutely bored in life, and on Facebook.

I have not even been back a full 3 days from my journey to Houston and I am ready to go back again, like… NOW!!!!

I would have never imagined the pure drama that awaited me when I got home, the very moment I signed back on to see what my friends, family, and loved ones were up to. Sure, there were some that I was missing because I had no way of communicating with them. And that really was the purpose of me signing back on to Facebook. Just so I can know how others were doing. But now, it has gone wild.

I was informed that “shit hit the fan” while I was away. And it had something to do with my situation of when I was scammed. Apparently, someone else was being scammed but they caught on and now they are fighting back with a fury! Good for them!! I was not directly involved but it was good information to know, on a general level.

Overall, I was happy to hear that people were getting what they deserved. And I was willing to call it a day. But it spreads, and it spreads, and it spreads… with absolutely no end in sight. And I just cannot seem to get away from it.

And it is just not this. It is other things as well.

Everything in life has a beginning and an end. I think that my situation with those who had hurt me either needs to resolve itself soon or just end. Life was not meant to deal with so much drama that it just builds and builds.

Life will be dramatic from time to time. That, I cannot deny. However, I think it all has to do with how we MANAGE the dramatic situations that gets placed before us. It can either control us, or we can control it. I know that with my situation that I’ll never see any money of what it owed to me. At least that’s the chance that is there. If I get it, GREAT!! But by now?? I seriously doubt it. I cannot allow this situation to control me.

Other people should learn how to control their personal drama. And that does not mean dumping it on someone else, which has happened to me before. I think that as far as it goes with Facebook that these people need to be handled in such a way that whenever they are so bored that they cannot find enjoyment in their own lives and want to just make others miserable with personal drama, that they really should be nipped quickly! 

Everyone has their ups and their downs. So whenever someone is down, they should be mature enough to handle it on their own. Or at least find someone to help them through it. But the key action would be to do whatever it takes to END IT.

How can we go on living peacefully and in happiness when all they ever do is bring trouble to others?? We are all not the same. We handle things quite differently. One from the next. But at least do something about it instead of just spreading it. How much peace can we have in our lives if we dive into a pool of back talk, finger-pointing, and all things that lead to negativity? I don’t see how we can.

If I had a vehicle, and I found that I had two flat tires and the gas tank is empty, wouldn’t it make sense to find a way to air the tires and fill the tank again? It would not do me any good to find my vehicle in such a state and then bother every neighbor that I have that my vehicle cannot be driven.

Houston: I am SO ready to return!!! Facebook (in general): Get a grip! Or maybe I need to deactivate it?? 

We all have our problems in our lives. And there’s no sense at all in comparing oranges to apples. Instead of comparing them, why can’t we just take the apples and oranges and make a fruit salad?