Song Saturday: Hole's Asking For It

How's it going my gumdrops? Right now, I want to warn you that today's Song Saturday blog will mostly be a LONG and well deserved rant. Hopefully you will be "enlightened" by today's blog.

Regardless if you're male or female, you should be able to empathize with my current situations.

For the last several weeks, our house has already been under construction. To add to my list of problems, I have been forced to endure online sexual harassment. It's starting to aggravate me, again.

Around 4 years ago, I joined Facebook and refused to post selfies. I did not want to endure creeps stalking me again like the time I had 2 creeps stalking me at Parkside, when I was a DJ. I typically look terrible in pictures, anyway; I'm NOT  always photogenic. Usually, I look more attractive in person. 

It wasn't until 2 years ago, that I uploaded my 10-year high school class reunion picture. It has my high school friend/classmate/class president in it, since she was taking our selfies. 

As an adult, that is by far my best picture EVER because it best captured my physical appearance. It was like staring at my own mirror reflection! However, I don't normally wear as much heavy make-up in person.

Because I have a naturally large bust size, I've been forced to endure creeps on and offline trying to get into my pants. Otherwise, they want to use my picture as "fap material."

If you don't know what the term "fap" means, that's basically the noises being made, during masturbation. 

This is in addition to Baby Boomer and Gen Y creeps typically wanting to see me topless and/or wanting to have cyber sex with me. 

The cat-calling and wolf whistling by sleazebags is bad enough in person, especially when I'm NOT  wearing anything "provocative," "kinky," or "erotic."

IT'S NOT HAPPENING!

It doesn't matter if I'm on Facebook, Horror-Punks, Blogster, Adult Swim, etc, etc. When I'm not being forced to handle haters and opportunists, I must always endure HIGHLY entitled creeps. 

Highly entitled creeps demanding that I send TOPLESS selfies, them expecting me to have CYBER sex with them, OR the desperate man-children constantly private messenging me because they believe they have a chance to date me? I really don't know what aggravates me more. 

All this bullshit is partly why I QUIT  dating men going on 10 years ago, next April 6th. I'm far beyond disgusted with sleazebags friending and subscribing to me on websites besides my own site with their perverted agendas.

Yesterday morning, I became even more annoyed in that Metal thread I recently joined on Adult Swim. I went into it to respond to an Adult Swim Helper's comment. Then, I scrolled to the 3rd page. 

Adult Swim Helper: "You should have snapped a picture of that MILF."

Tumblr Blogger: "Haha I should have! I will say she had at least a 36 C going on bro no joke." 

A veteran Adult Swim poster shared a link to his Tumblr blog and their dialogue above was something I SHOULD'VE expected considering that Adult Swim is primarily run by crooked man-children. 

Those 2 sleazy comments stand out to women. Men of certain ilk online probably assume I'm some militant feminazi "overreacting."

Being a female Metal fan or a musician, we don't always get the amount of respect we deserve because there are women with NO self-respect, who LOVE being objectified for male attention.

Since Metal has always been a male dominated music genre, most people will assume that female fans are either tomboys, or groupies. 

Much like asshole Gamers, female Metal fans MUST  prove to Metal zealots that we're fans by getting interrogated with questions about our favorite band, album, song, etc.

Luckily, no Adult Swim poster interrogated me about any of those topics. In fact, most of the current posters overlooked me in that thread. No surprise. It's Adult Swim and it's a male-dominated thread consisting of inconsiderate man-children.

Judging by the atmosphere, I think I will stop posting in that thread. It somewhat has a sleazy, Metal dive bar environment to it already, whether they want to admit it or not.

Even if I had the time, money, and patience, I wouldn't attend ANY concert, including a Metal concert. 

Domestic terrorists, wife beaters, rapists, serial killers, etc. generally love camouflaging themselves into crowds.

I'll buy the merchandise and support their content. Although, regularly enduring creeps as a woman is already a headache.

The more I think about creeps that I have to constantly deal with both on and offline, the more I think about Hole's song "Asking For It." "Asking For It" is on the band's 1994 album, Live Through This. Hole isn't a Metal band, but I've loved this song, since I was 12 years old.

According to Kurt Cobain's widow, Courtney Love, "Asking For It" is about mostly rape and feminism. She wrote the song, after she was molested and had her clothes torn off her, while stage diving at the Queen Margaret Union in Glasgow, Scotland. That was in 1991. 

In more detail, Courtney Love explained:

"We had just gotten off tour with Mudhoney, and I decided to stage-dive. I was wearing a dress and I didn't realize what I was engendering in the audience. It was a huge audience and they were kind of going ape-shit. So I just dove off the stage, and suddenly, it was like my dress was being torn off of me, my underwear was being torn off of me, people were putting their fingers inside of me and grabbing my breasts really hard, screaming things in my ears like "pussy-whore-cunt". When I got back onstage I was naked. I felt like Karen Finley. But the worst thing of all was that I saw a photograph of it later. Someone took a picture of me right when this was happening, and I had this big smile on my face like I was pretending it wasn't happening. So later I wrote a song called "Asking For It" based on the whole experience. I can't compare it to rape because it's not the same. But in a way it was. I was raped by an audience, figuratively, literally, and yet, was I asking for it?"

After reading her comments, it somewhat reminds me of those years of being forced to attend school pep rallies, during 6th-9th grade. 

Having to endure random boys groping and poking me from behind, during pep rallies contributed to my panic attacks as a teenager. 

Once I reached 10th grade, I ditched EVERY pep rally. Anyway, here is Hole's "Asking For It" for today's Song Saturday.

Hole "Asking For It" Live Through This (1994)

What's Up With Bathroom/Bedroom Selfies & Thirsty People On Social Media?

This blog was previously published on Xanga May 28, 2013.

 

 

Hey Xangan friends, readers, and subscribers! I hope you all enjoyed your Memorial Day. Lately, I've been blogging about Cartoon Network and Adult Swim. 

Today, I'm switching things up by addressing 3 growing epidemics. They are bathroom and bedroom models and thirsty people on social media.

If you don't know what bathroom models are, they are people from BOTH genders (mainly girls), who self-take pictures by using their camera phones and bathroom mirrors. Bedroom models love taking selfies in their underwear with "sexy" poses (usually with mix match bras and panties), while in their bedrooms and on their beds. 

Some of these "models" from both genders also take pictures in their pajamas, when they have supposedly "just woken up." Then, they will upload their pictures with a camera phone on their Facebook profiles and/other social media sites. It's mostly done to get more than 1 million "Likes." 

As wretched as these ideas are for selfies, the bathroom and bedroom models know the young and old thirsties will bumrush their walls and start cat calling them online.

When I say, "thirsty," I don't literally mean thirsty. As I explained in a previous blog, thirsty is slang for desperate. 

On my end of social media, I see QUITE a few thirsties on Facebook pages, Yahoo, etc. Every time a male or female friend of mine posts a selfie or a status update, desperate men and women bumrush to their pages like sycophants within a flash, salivating everywhere. It's not only annoying, but also disgusting.

To give you some examples, I have 1 bathroom modeling friend, who complained about having a migraine. This 1 thirsty creep of hers offered to be her "personal masseuse," when she's already in a "complicated relationship." 

Another example would be a male Facebook friend of mine. The man takes selfies and does YouTube Astrology vlogs. The single, horny, thirsty, and salivating cougars need to wipe their mouths with napkins and handkerchiefs. 

Like the sycophants that they are, they put his attention-seeking ass on such a high pedestal, that it is hilarious. It is wonderful to give and receive compliments. However, some people act like they've never had a man or woman in their entire lives. I remember what it was like to be crazy over a guy, during my youth.

Generally speaking, all these thirsty sycophants from various generations look like disgraces. They make everyone look pathetic and make it harder for the few of us to find someone of quality in real life because of their desperate behavior. 

Not only do they look pathetic, but I also feel humiliation for these bathroom and bedroom models and their thirsties. The thirsties have no idea how insecure they look to other people. 

They have that "he/she is out of my league" mentality and worship the attention whores like they're idle gods and goddesses. In addition to this RIDICULOUSNESS, these thirsties should already know, that flattery does not always get them any and everywhere. 

They are putting narcissistic attention whores on pedestals, while over inflating their egos. They purposely titillate their thirsties more with their sexuality, then laugh at them once they are gone. 

All the while, there are people like me basically acting like "flies on their walls." We roll our eyes and laugh at such stupidity. Some of you may be reading this and are probably saying, "She's only posting this because she's jealous." No, I am not. 

I take pride in knowing, that I don't need someone to validate me by telling me how "pretty" and "sexy" I am ad nauseam. 

I have spent the last decade enduring men AND women degrading and objectifying me, strategizing how they were going to bait me into having sex with them, trying to get my phone numbers, nudie pics, cyber sex, etc. I have my own baggage.

More than anything, I would much rather have people value my intelligence and respect me as a former Radio DJ/Hostess than always have thirsties salivating over my physical appearance. 

I only keep in contact with some attention whores for high school reunions, comic relief, entertainment purposes, and partly because THEY wanted me to add them. Otherwise, they are only keeping me as their personal audience and party guest. 

Not to sound conceited, but I don't really need narcissistic attention whores for actual "friendships." Being attention whores is all they care about in their lives. Don't you like that "Columbian Exchange"?

These same uneducated few only squeak by in life because they are "pretty faces" and/have "sexy bodies." They barely had to work hard for their respect or "success." Everything was handed to them based on their "beauty" and promiscuity. In some ways, I really pity them. 

They will never know, who their true friends are and who really has respect for them regarding business and relationship matters. 

Generally speaking, there will always be those jealous few, who will try smearing the "beautiful" and "sexy" people's reputations. 

That's not including stalkers, sociopaths, and serial killers trying to kill them out of spite for being rejected and/obsession.

Therefore, if any of you out there are bathroom/bedroom models and thirsties, please stop. It's NOT cute, hot, sexy, or flattering in the slightest. It's disgusting, unsanitary, desperate, and humiliating, if anything. 

Try showing some pride, wear some clothes, ask somebody to take your pictures for you, wipe up that saliva, and close your legs and mouths. If you need a better explanation, check out this YouTube video:

Dukk2 "Pictures In The Mirror" [Bathroom Models Anthem] (2012)

Trimming The Fat On Stalkbook A.K.A. Facebook

This blog was originally published on Xanga May 8, 2013.

Hey there Xangans! How's it going? For a while, I have weighed, who I should and shouldn't unfriend. Normally, I don't unfriend people. Someone must be REALLY sickening, in order for me to unfriend them. 

I have unfriended and BEEN unfriended. Sometimes, being unfriended does not offend me. If the person annoys me the moment after he/she made me friend him/her only to endure his/her BS, my conscience is saying, "Goodbye and good riddance to you." 

Thirsty creeps typically unfriend me for not sending them any nudie pics OR because they are butt hurt over pettiness. I am still laughing at that stoner, Hawaiian, Brandon Lee Wannabee, hippie. 

Earlier this year, that pretentious attention whore unfriended me because I said, that I hated Sesame Street and Big Bird! That's how petty some of these people are on my end of Facebook. 

Yesterday I unfriended cheap talkers, liars, opportunistic PRICKS, and belligerent drunks, who insulted me while on "liquid courage." 

In addition, I have unfriended those who have not been on Facebook since 1-2 years ago and NEVER wished me a happy birthday YET love friend collecting sluts on my birthday. I didn't unfriend people, who can't always talk to me.

I understand that my friends are busy with work, school, raising their families, etc. However, if these are inconsiderate party people, friend collecting drunks, or simply friend collectors, that always visit other people's walls except for yours truly, then there is no need for me to waste time and space with these people on my friends list. This especially applies toward some old high school classmates.

Actually, there were several classmates I unfriended, during the 2 years I've had my Facebook account. I've blocked and unfriended so-called "friends" from 6-12th grade. 

I tried catching up with them before, during, and after our 10-year reunion, 2 years ago. Very few of them purposely went out their ways to pursue me. I shared with them my successes and failures, after high school. 

Did any of my own high school friends care?

Absolutely, NOT.  They were ONLY  interested in hearing about my shortcomings. 

In fact, those same high school "friends" perked up MOMENTS after mentioning, that had I acquired a severe bleeding disorder (which I'm finally cured of), being unemployed for the last several years, and about me almost being trapped into marrying a womanizing crooked cop. 

Nobody wanted to hear about me attending 3 colleges all within the same year, hosting my own college radio show, or about my poems and short stories bound at my final college. I asked them about what they accomplished, since high school.

They mostly stayed quiet and developed these nasty attitudes towards me. It's mostly because some of those same so-called "friends" were ALWAYS lazy and entitled, opportunistic, followers. They usually made me 3rd wheel and only used me for their personal conveniences. 

By the time most of us graduated from high school and went our separate ways, they did NOT  have me to depend on anymore. Some have developed a superiority complex 2 years ago just because they got engaged, married, and have their own crumb snatchers YET they did not attend college. Why? Because they didn't want student loan debts.

As much as I hate constantly having to defer my student loans, at least I graduated from college and conquered 2 of my dreams (becoming a Radio DJ/Hostess and having some of my work bound at Carthage College). 

The year after I graduated, 1 of my English Literature professors used my Yahoo 360 Blog for his Asian Heritage Studies Classes, which he taught. Not too many people can say this for themselves. I am NOT saying this to sound conceited. I'm mostly saying this because I reflect on my accomplishments from my early to mid 20's.

Whenever I tell people about my accomplishments, they feel overwhelmed and always ask, "Wow! You did ALL of that?" My reply, "Yes." Sometimes, my mind is blown and even I ask myself, "Wow! How DID I do all that?"

Not too many people my age have the will power to juggle their accomplishments, while simultaneously overcoming all types of adversity. During some of the MOST brutal times in my life, I managed to conquer and accomplish some of my dreams and goals. Here's what I endured along the way:

What I Was Forced To Endure:

* Post 9/11 racism 

* Abusive and toxic relationships

* Living with terminally ill family members

* Campus creeps stalking me at UW-Parkside

* Battled a severe bleeding disorder throughout my 20's  

* 2 deaths in my immediate family before graduating from Carthage College

Some people say, that I'm "stuck in the past" and "need to move on with my life." Their projection is hilarious. 

Those of the same ilk say this to me and to others YET  we are adults in our early 30's and they are still acting like they never left high school OR their early 20's. 

While THEY are projecting, they feel bitter, ashamed, unaccomplished, resent those of us who did accomplish something, and are living a Hollywood lie, ESPECIALLY on Facebook. 

Meanwhile, some of are eternally single like myself or divorced with or without their own crumb snatchers and managed to accomplish something in our lives whether big or small.

If they only care about friend collecting, social climbing, begrudging, scheming, and partying, I do NOT need them in my life. Neither does anyone else for that matter. The types I've described can be incredibly toxic and bring out the worst in someone and everybody around them. 

Like I said earlier, I have trimmed the fat on Facebook and feel some relief by unfriending them. If I do have to interact with those losers in public or via cell phone, I will be honest and confrontational about the way they treated other people, including me.

If you are still reading this blog and must endure losers like those of said ilk on Facebook or in real life, it's best to sever all ties with them. This is AS LONG as they are not people, who you rely on for friendship, family support, business, or entertainment purposes. If you do depend on them, you may want to limit your social interaction with them. 

Sometimes, we need to remove certain people from our lives for good reasons.

Why Are Your Friends' Friends So Annoying?

This blog was originally published on Xanga April 20, 2013.

 

 

Hey there Xangans! I've been trying to lay as low as possible this week. This most definitely applies to posting on "social" media sites. This past week, some of my friends' other friends have been irksome both on Facebook and Xanga. It's really annoying when you're in a good or semi decent mood. There's always that 1, obnoxious friend of another friend, who suddenly feels the need to make his/her cameo appearance with snide remarks about something you said or did.

If that's not the case, that person, who you share a mutual friend(s) with, makes a mountain out of a molehill. Don't you wish that he/she would just shut the hell up and go somewhere? I know I do. That's why I try avoiding certain people at all costs.

On Facebook, I adjusted my high school classmates/friends' status updates to "Only Important," in my news feed. Then, I block, whoever annoys me. I enjoy talking to a few friends, astrologers, celebrities, YouTube vloggers, and public figures, getting entertainment updates in my news feed, along with winning prizes. Otherwise, I would deactivate my Facebook account for the 4th time.

That site can be incredibly toxic. I usually get into a really bad mood almost every time I am using my Facebook account. I believe 1 of the main reasons is because there are friend collectors, who make me add them to their "Friends List." They hardly initiate any conversations with me.

They're predominantly 30-year-olds and younger, who are begging bar hoppers, skanking up the town at dives, and are tagged in their latest drunk face selfies. 

Otherwise, they are whining about their marital statuses or lack thereof and posting incoherent babbling updates by cell phone. Some of them should be at home raising their demon spawns, focusing on their relationships, paying their bills, and/being more productive with their time.

Considering that they barely talk to me, I don't post on their walls as much anymore. Every time they do talk to me, I have to deal with their interloping friends on their walls, who feel the need to prove their existence with snide remarks. I'll be in the middle of complimenting a friend about something or wishing our friend well. 

Suddenly, this bitch or asshole feels the need to get an attitude with me for no reason. This has also happened to me on Xanga. These are some of the exact same types of people we encounter in real life.

I'm sure almost everybody had situation when they had to share their friends with the most sickening people in existence. It seems as though those people purposely try to be annoying. I think it is partly because of jealousy, showing hierarchy by being territorial over friendships, and simply because they enjoy annoying other people. 

I do NOT mind sharing my friends with other people. However, most of the time, their other friends believe they're at a higher rank than I am because so-and-so has been friends with our friend longer, or have a "closer bond" than I do with the same friend.

There's nothing worse than having to share friends with divisive people and be forced into a position where you have to spend time together with people you despise. I've been on both ends of the spectrum. I've been torn between friends disliking each other and I have been THAT friend, who shares mutual hatred for my friend's other friend. 

I try my hardest to avoid social events where I am forced into a situation with that other person, while our mutual friend expects everything to be Kumbaya.

Whenever I know my friends dislike each other, I don't expect them to be friends just because they are both friends with me. I will individually spend my time with certain friends at a certain time. That way, there won't be any altercations. If the 2 or more happen to all become friends and get along with everybody, that's great. Although, I'm not going to force them to be all friends with each other because of me.

What are your thoughts about annoying friends of friends?