My Story of Retribution and The “You Pissed me Off You Bastard” Blog..


My Song of Retribution via The “You Pissed me Off Blog”

Last week in my car whilst waiting for a spell for my children to return from their math tutor, a large black rolling living room pulled up along side of me.  The first inhabitant sitting in the backseat leaned toward their window, and threw all of his 60 lbs or so, of tutor-weary-angry-tiger-child right into throwing open that door right into the side of my car!  Big as a Mexico quake (too soon?..sorry), my car shook this Mexigringa right into next Tuesday and forced my shaken hand to load a screwed up Instagram photo. Okay, Hey! I was not done profusely editing my mediocre photo! ! I took a breath actually feeling sorry for a probable overwhelmed tiger-child who was obviously arriving to ‘tutoring’ at dinner time and I knew that must suck…when…a second door (this time the driver’s side) whipped open with wreckless abandon with ANOTHER CRASH RIGHT INTO MY CAR!! this time the driver’s door!  

The little snark’s mother now repeated his event right into my passenger side door!  Now I was done, fried, livid, seeing red and not about to sit there and ignore it, I got out of my seat and into the rain.  The sky had really opened up, but paying no mind to the rain, the heat traveled up my neck to my face and the top of my head, as I neared the snape who was exiting her door and grabbing her purse as I came around and yelled at her, “I CAN’T AFFORD THIS!!!  I CAN’T AFFORD THIS!!!…AGAIN…I CAN’T AFFORD THIS!!!  YOU SEE THE TWO DENTS? YOUR LITTLE SCHOLAR SLAVE  DID THE FIRST ONE AND I FIGURED KIDS MAKE MISTAKES, BUT NOW YOU DO IT TOO?  I CAN’T AFFORD THIS!!  she just looked at me wet hair, getting wetter, glaring with angry green eyes, my finger still pointing to the dents, she stared at me righteously,  collecting up her Juicy Couture overly patented bag, as her kid bounded past us into the tutoring center leaving his mother to deal with me. After what seemed like an eternity, she uttered,  “not my fault, sorry” as she pushed past me.  This woman did not offer to pay anything nor did she offer to help me.  I then yelled to her as she turned her back, I WAS GOING TO SELL MY CAR! BUT WHAT DO YOU CARE? YOU’VE GOT A ROLLING LIVING ROOM!  YOU SNAPE!  KEEP PLAYING SPONGEBOB UNTIL YOUR KID ROTS HIS MIND!”

She looked at me blankly over her shoulder. I was most certainly grabbing at straws.  I got back into my car, my head was hurting by that time, sorry that I used Spongebob in a negative manner, cuz I really love that guy.  I really do.  At least I said my peace. Later my boys got in my car, My hair all curly and ruined.  It was obvious I was out in the rain.  But why? The kids wondered. ‘Mom what happened?” “snapes” I said, “Snapes happened,  big rude, entitled uncaring snapes a whole family of them.” I continued, “now we’ve got two big dents in the side of the car !”  “‘who did it?”  my son Cameron persisted.  “A woman driving a Behemoth gas guzzling Suburban with multiple kid- stunners (movie screens), rolled up in all of her superiority and crushed the side of the honda’s doors!”  Cameron was livid. I had unknowingly transferred my anger to my freshly tutored “A” student who is taking criminal justice and was in the law and government program at his high school. I felt a little bad for synopsizing the event in such a railing way.  Maybe I should have just NOT told my kids?  Naw…the truth is always the way.  Of course Cam wanted to run recon and get pictures of the woman’s license plate once she returned to pick up her little uber-scholar-demon. Of course…. I let them.  I needed that plate anyway to litigate.  We actually waited for an hour after tutoring was done, (was I being a little maniacal?)  I wondered for a hot second but was back to my anger the next.  Later I posited that there must be a website where you can tell your story, and publicly shame someone.  Vindication!? was it to be had? at least online in a public forum before I did all the footwork to make her pay? Well I never found that site but tonight I sure found something funny called “you pissed me off you bastard” Click on the link under the title of this blog, and enjoy the restless griping within a well written blog.  This gentleman hails from  the UK and talks about things that piss him off in general.  The gripes are both large and small but the laughs are big.  Just what I needed to let off some of the steam!  Cheers!

The Cause is real. FIND KONY NOW


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Is Invisible Children a sham? I don’t think so. This group was born out of the extreme desire to change a horrible human ongoing tragedy.  Out of it some pretty well connected and creative people ideated a way to get the extreme latent power of The American People moving as a massive force for change.  I call this an amazing social experiment that if it works will not only show common folk America it’s extreme power but hopefully move a specific tragic situation to a better outcome.  I.E., taking a ruthless killer out of business. The Invisible Children do alot with their money.  Building schools, re-building communities and making children  safer is not cheap.  Let’s not kid ourselves. Setting up communication venues so that incidents can be reported and hopefully acted upon quickly cannot be cheap either.  Collecting data about these atrocities is essential should Mr. Kony finally come to trial at The Hague.  They are hoping he eventually will.  He has too much blood on his hands for America to look away and conclude that “it’s all fine, it’s not happening anymore.”  How many families remember? How many families hurt everyday for their lost loved ones? How many have body parts that are missing and have to deal with an extreme handicap in a very unforgivable setting such as some of the remote villages they live in?  I say DO NOT FORGET ABOUT KONY.  America won’t go back to sleep.  We don’t always need to fight for money or for our claims, or just when we are directly threatened.  We can spare some of our vast resources to capture Kony for the ICC.  We can do this because it is right.  I believe that Invisible Children will pay for the capture of Kony as best it can contribute.  I can’t believe in my heart that the money they collect will go spent selfishly.  It’s ridiculous. America won’t let that happen!  That being said,  I totally “get” the girl from Uganda that made the video about Kony not really being a problem anymore and Uganda not being this ‘terrible place’ and that with all this media attention and money being spent on awareness kits, that other charities may lose funding.   I get that her Uganda is not this place of 24-7 horror where these atrocities are happening.  But that is her Uganda and yes Kony is moving, but that is what these criminals do!  they need to feed and feed they do, they move when the grass has been eaten! We know that Kony has moved from the area into Congo and is probably lying low as The Great Giant is now on his tail and more aware of his atrocities.  Last of all there is reason he’s number one on the ICC’s Most Wanted list.  When Hitler vacationed in Bergdorf he wasn’t done wreaking havoc on mankind.  He was just on vacation fathering a child.  Egregious things followed. Please follow the LRA Tracking app http://www.lracrisistracker.com/   that was set up to bring this entier process into the 21st century and keep the abuses on our radar.  Day by day the LRA is still active in Uganda and still rapes, murders and maims people.  It is only a matter of time before Kony ramps up and continues his disgusting plan.  He can’t be let off the hook and Americans can make a big thumping noise and move our government to see a positive end to these tragedies.  We’ve seen the power or Tunisia, Egypt, and the unrelenting belief in the power of the people in other nations in the area.  America still has the Occupy movement but this is different.  You don’t mess with Children.  ANYBODY’S CHILDREN.  FIND KONY NOW!! 

America must trust and act.  

 

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My Resolve is strong: ‘What I am endeavoring to correct in the latter part of 2012’


Well I missed the boat.  The huge Italian-piloted-playboy-of a captain’s-type of boat that is.  Because well I’m just not the glitzy “12 lido decks” sailing type.  

"Lido Deck"

I like the impermanance of the warm and sea-worn dinghy.  I love the sheer mystery that goes with the wind in my hair and the”throw caution to the wind”  feeling of, “Will I make it to shore?”  So I missed the boat on putting to paper my “wants” for 2012.  First of all, I wanted the world to continue.  I did not REALLY believe that those crazy Mayans correctly foretold of the end of our spastic little attention deficit planet.  They were probably like….tired of tip tapping all that crazy angular text into stone and were like….Um…bro, I’m DONE! this sh*t’s TIRING!!! Or maybe there’s a “mayan Calendar part deux” buried beneath a behemoth pyramid and the archeologist types will unearth it and will be like…”crap….sorry…you mad bro?”   Not to knock Mayan, because I’m pretty sure their my ancestors.  I’m Mexican and Irish, which officially makes me a “Mexi-gringa” and my grandmother’s family comes from The Tarahumara Tribe.  all you need to know is that they actually chase (yes still) deer and whatever they want to eat, on foot. They wear crazy little skirts.  AND THOSE ARE THE MEN!!   They live in high altitude cliff dwellings in Mexico’s  Copper Canyon to be exact) …and drink a beverage called Iskiate that makes ecstasy look like baby food. So I don’t diss the Mayans.  I’m not an ancestry buff but i’ve a feeling the corn meal doesn’t  fall too far from the huarache if you know what I mean.    But I’m glad they got it wrong.  VERY WRONG.  Because that means we all have more time to ignore Super-Pacs, not stand up for Women’s rights on contraception etc.,  I guess what I’m saying is…DOES IT TAKE THE IMPENDING END OF THE WORLD TO GET FIRED UP ABOUT THESE THINGS?! People…PEOPLE!!!! …..  Seriously.  If you’re gonna get fired up and change things…ahem…then these are some starting points.

I’m also endeavoring to figure out why young female children are hanging their entire tiny self esteems on the millions of mostly hardened YouTube Viewer’s opinions! Patt Morrison of KPCC devoted one of her radio shows to this question the other day.  I was lucky enough to have one of my comments read on the air by Patt, (I can’t tell you how exciting this was…) but my thoughts on this subject have not been entirely aired and I wish to explore this phenomena more fully here! You lucky readers!  Okay you four readers of mine, (you know who you are…)   Personally I don’t remember being wary of my self esteem as a child never mind manically  questioning  whether I was “pretty” or not.  Not much of a thought to tell you the truth.  Not until my next door neighbor, the evil Yvette Lopez,  told me that I got to borrow the ‘ugly Barbie’ because as she put it, ‘I was ‘ugly too.’  I remember being angry, and not really believing her.  I guess my parents had done some work there and made sure my  intrinsic self esteem was intact and somewhat unretractable in a way.  Some sort of positive verbal massaging of the spirit went on.  I do know that I did not own Barbies, either by the sheer prospect of borderline poverty or by ideal I know not.  I do know, however, I was the eager recipient of an occasional chicharone or  pan dulce whilst watching 1970’s basketball with my dad.  My mother had me busy with art projects.  As for Yvette?  I wanted to punch her lights out and began making mud pies to launch over the wall into her front yard.  Being resourceful, I enlisted my little brother and the offensive began.   Looking back, that was my first taste of justice and haven’t’ lost the thirst for it.  Today I’m wondering why America has been resting on it’s laurels with regard to women’s issues.  Not only are we on the razor’s edge of losing contraception rights, we are okay with so much misogyny in our media once again.  I wasn’t around for the 50’s and I was just a wee tot in the 60’s and all I know is that in the 70’s women’s issues were important. I felt it. I saw it.  Women were in a fight.  Gloria Steinem was a common visual on my parent’s magnavox. Cher might’ve been in a tiny deerskin bikini but she was a strong woman.   Women with caftans, flared pants large flowered prints were pissed and on guard.  They wanted to be respected for the women they were.  In the eighties the idea of ‘being an airhead’ or one’s entire self-esteem being soley based on looks still didn’t fly.  There was an enduring radar out there just daring any inkling of disrespect to waft within it’s general airspace.  How did things change so quickly? Now we have The Kardashians, The Bachelor, Jersey Shore’s women put out there as defacto role models for young girls.  Women in bikinis selling hamburgers.  Maybe the ladies on Hee Haw or Petty Coat Junction we’rent perfect but they certainly weren’t bouncing booze soaked ice cubes off the pecs of half naked guido boys! There was enough strong feminist vibe going on that even girls as young as I was knew that we weren’t to be messed with or disrespected and most of all? I had more than my looks to make me feel whole.

Thankfully there is a group called G.A.T.E. (Global Alliance for Transformational Entertainment) spearheaded by John Raatz, Jim Carrey and Eckhart Tolle

John Raatz, Eckhart Tolle and JIm Carrey : G.A.T.E.

…and they endeavor to change some of the tendencies in Hollywood that culminate in movies and shows that lower that self-esteem bar.  Basically GATE is trying to raise the bar making Hollywood responsible for what is conveyed in their productions.  Can we tell a good story that people want to see without all the gratuitous sex or stereotypical demography that we now use so wantonly? Can we make an impact without the gratuitous violence?  Can we merely allude to the violence in the story if it is a necessary part of the storytelling?  but not glorify it’s detail? Can we get past using sex and violence as cash cows? and raise our cinema arts to a new level?   Can we tell better stories? and can we tell stories that are more impactful and help us all get along on this tiny blue idiosyncratic planet?  I think so.  And if we do…succeed that is, in making Hollywood just a little less attention starved, we will we have an impact on young children.  We must do this because young kids  are starting to show signs of  the hyper sexualization and adult drama that they encounter everywhere in out society.  A ten year old asking the world if she’s pretty, an eleven year old worried that she’s ‘not hot’.  it’s worrisome.   Endeavor with me.  Eyes on the prize.

Why Egypt’s progressives win


This Youth in Revolt….   Aristotle said, “In democracy the poor will have more power than the rich, because there are more of them, and the will of the majority is supreme.”  Clearly the idea of Democracy is a fire in the heart.  It is the call for freedom from the chains of subordination.  It is a call for justice for ALL PEOPLE, not JUST the rich.

It is a call for a level playing field for all people, or at least a demand for a government that works for ALL and endeavors to take care of all of the classes.   The disproportionate wealth in Egypt is obvious and the people will take no more of Mubarak’s policies.

All governments should be reminded that they work for ALL of the people and that they are in power to lead as is a representative entity of the people. Power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely.  The greatest power that a people can have is the power to choose, and this is now what the Egyptians are asserting.  Their power to choose. They choose for Mubarak to step down.

Why Egypt’s progressives win – Opinion – Al Jazeera English.

Women has been at the forefront of the organization of the protests at Tahrir Square.

Remember how we felt? Words About the coming fascism from my father Gil Franco


Note: Although Gil Franco passed away in 2006, it is obvious that we as a country are still dealing with the ‘fascism’ that we were during the reign of ‘King George.’  Read this and ‘remember how we felt.’

Now… think about our current struggle for ‘freedom of speech‘, (Assange, Jeremy Marks, so many others), ‘truth’, (Assange, our war engagement), and ‘transparency.‘ (there are too many examples to place in parenth!)

The ‘slowly, but surely ‘part,  of this essay…was so prescient.

Read on…

Find Gil’s (My dad’s) writing still posted on http://progressivewritersbloc.com

On Sunday March 5 while watching CNN a story appeared that certainly got my attention. It was about a high school teacher in Aurora, Colorado who was suspended (lucky for him, with pay) when he asked his students if they thought there were any similarities between President George W. Bush and Adolph Hitler. (By the way, just Google “Bush Hitler Similarities” and you will find several lengthy lists of similarities various people have compiled.) One of his students, a fifteen year old boy, “just happened” to record this question on his hand held recorder. The teacher, Jay Bennish, did not deny that he asked the question, but he emphasized that he posed his remark as a question, not a statement, in order to stimulate a dialog with his students.

I agree with Mr. Bennish because grappling with controversial issues is supposed to be part of the educational process. A teacher is supposed to get his students to think, isn’t he? Though this incident has been a mere blip on the radar screen, thus far, I find it disturbing (to put it mildly) in the sense that the teacher’s first amendment right (the freedom of speech provision) was violated. Quite frankly this doesn’t surprise me at all. Why? Because this administration has slowly but surely squelched, put down, denied, pressured, or humiliated anyone who disagrees with them. (Hey! That’s a similarity with Hitler right there, isn’t it?) They’re denying us, Americans, our constitutional rights slowly but surely.

What’s almost laughable is that Bush and his partners in crime have the audacity, temerity and unmitigated gall to state (ad nauseam) that they want to spread freedom and democracy around the world while at the same time they’re taking our freedoms away here at home! They must think we’re all just a bunch of brainless morons. Well, I have news for the Bush regime’s boot-lickers and hangers on. There are some of us in this great country of ours who are waking up to the grim reality that confronts us here in the United States of America. There are many of us who do not fall for Bush’s lies, and double talk. We are not part of his so-called base; huge and powerful corporations (foreign and domestic), the oil industry, pharmaceutical firms, the United Arab Emirates (U.A.E.), Halliburton, etc. Yes, it’s incumbent on those of us who know a con artist when we see one to do everything in our power to stop the theft of our constitutional rights. No one is going to do it for us; it’s up to us. The future is now. Tomorrow will be too late. So let’s stop complaining and start rolling NOW!

Assange latest: “The Truth Shall Set you free.” Why is the U.S. suppressing Freedom of Speech?


Tom Dickinson has nailed it.  He asked, “what would the reaction of America be if we substituted Julian Assange for Bill Keller?”  It would be outrage at the treatment being dealt.  Dickinson’s cut straight to the heart of what is really bugging me the Wikileaks affair on several different levels.   See the article here:  http://tinyurl.com/2epj5z8

First of all, casualties of war or ‘consequences of war’ don’t seem to be such a hard pill for our Government.  They should be, but they aren’t.  Our government openly admits that there are going to be casualties of war on both sides and that we will make Iraq into a democracy even if it kills them….and us.  Do we have a clear plan? Noone’s really sure.  Is it “winnable?”  It doesn’t look like it, and many are saying it is not.  By the way what does “winnable” mean if you’re just supposedly trying to “bring democracy” to a people.  Oh yes, there are those that don’t want us to come in and re-shape things, shave off members of families  because we ‘suspect’ that there’s a member who’s standing in the way of democracy. (Usually those house raids don’t find the right guy), that’s the testimony of several different soldiers.  Yes, I am reading Amy Goodman’s “Breaking the Sound Barrier” I’ll cite the specific articles that these statements come from later in the blog.  We’re talking real testimony from soldiers participating in those raids.  There is testimony all over that book from so many soldiers that say that body counts are wrong.  Very wrong.  The military has it’s own counting system.  They count the way the numbers will look “good” in the media.

Why do we not see coffins coming back to the states?  There was more transparency in our media during the vietnam war!  Why do we not see the costs of war on television?  We basically have a Disney-fied version of our ‘patriotic’ war on television!  When journalists are unembedded, they are free to report on what they see in the places they travel.  They return objective impressions.  Independent to the military view.  Now more than ever we need the truth.  The American people are finally realizing that we are being fed. We are being fed a ‘version’ of the war, an edited war.  What is on the cutting room floor is important.  It is not unlike a movie that has been edited and when the outtakes and other scenes are added, we come away with a completely different story.  What they are leaving out is the sheer increased numbers of dead, the uncountable, the unwanted counts.  They are leaving out the impetus for their deaths on both sides.

The Dalai Lama said that war is outmoded.  …We are so interconnected in our modern world that it does not make sense.  The only sensible tactic when there is discourse it dialogue.  We do not need war anymore.

Julian Assange and his contacts have only unearthed truths.  Be they big or small.  ALL TRUTH IS IMPORTANT.  The United States is afraid of the truth supposedly because it MIGHT cause casualties.  Yes Assange intentionally put truths into the public domain and I applaud him for it.   And by the same token (just turn the coin over), The U.S. is killing people with lies!  and has caused more than 4,000 U.S. casualties alone since waging this war based on lies to the American People.  So who is more dangerous?  The U.S. is branding Assange a terrorist though the consequence of his organizations leak of information has not to date brought death! and the U.S. in instituting a war on lies has brought death.  How is Assange’s ‘war for truth’ that has had no known deaths or casualties, worse than the United States’ war on terror? which has had more than 4,000 deaths and those are just U.S. deaths?  Iraqi deaths number 650,000.  (Terrorist / insurgents / freedom fighters / civil fighters / neighborhood guys and of course innocent men women and children.  If I remember correctly a “terrorist” is one that creates terror and brings death.  So…Is the United States Government more a terrorist organization?

Obama and the others have said (wrongly) that all of the leaked information so far was low level insignificant information, but if then, WHY…the uber-China-Russia-type of man-handling of Assange (and more importantly BRADLEY MANNING) been so gulag-ish? The U.S. clearly sees this information as important.  What is contained? only 4,000 of 190,000 documents have been looked at.  What is the U.S. so afraid of?  Clearly this shows that the truth is even more important than we can imagine.

We can look in part to the Daniel Ellsberg “Pentagon Papers” for a taste of something similar and not find the same reactions from the government.  Why is that?

We can ask about Freedom of the Press, and we can talk about how The Press is the eyes, ears and watchdog of our country, the world and it’s leaders.  This is the entire reason for the existence of the Press!  We can also ask our selves the same questions that Tom Dickenson did in his article for Rolling Stone, which was uploaded or penned? on December 15, 2010.  Tom asks us whether Americans would find the same treatment of Assange unpallatable if it were say….Bill Keller from the NY Times.  I’m not sure there wouldn’t be somewhat of a riot in the streets!~at least in New York and soon spreading from every mouth that believed and spoke about Free speech and Freedom of the Press, not ending until the entire of America was in a national uproar.

The United States’ reaction has been nothing short of Orwelian.  Added to the illogical reaction to Julian Assange’s unearthing of truth documents (whether they be ‘dangerous” – which again they have not yet proved to be), is the inhumane treatment of Bradley Manning.  Manning  is being held in solitary confinement for the last seven months BEFORE being proven guilty.  Certainly….NOT the American way!  What is going on in our country?  Why are we all the people  sleeping?  We should be OUTRAGED and clearly 68% of our country is still quite snowed.  This is a war on truth.  The truth will cost less than the lies and besides we were taught from the day we were born to stand up for the truth. Oh, yah, and there was something else I heard along the way, “the truth shall set you free.”

The short list of some the “sore spots” that have been uncovered by the “Wikileaks” papers.

*Pakistan is funding the Taliban  (Oh yah, we’re giving money to the ISI – the Pakistan guys, so it sure looks like we’re fighting ourselves), in my book that’s a big unearthed and very important truth!

*There are many more innocent women and children being killed in Iraq than the random here and there accidents, even intentional killings.  (this is another important truth! that’s been unearthed!)

*There is video of intentional killings of innocent men, women and children! (see collateral murder), which shows in full audio and video the soldiers fully aware that these were not ‘targets’ and killing them anyway.  Again, to me, these truths are important.  Doing the right thing is important.  Upholding truth and justice used to be our tagline! This is The United States of America! and to me ‘fighting for my country’ means telling the truth and doing the right thing.

*Yes, there is backbiting information between ambassadors calling eachother creeps and whatnot, but why has Obama chosen just to cite THOSE truths and minimize them? He has not spoken to the unearthed collateral damage, or the innocents killed, or the biggie that we may even be fighting against ourselves!  NO WONDER it doesn’t seem winnable!

~Chrissylong

Julian Assange: what is the value of truth?


My husband was making the assertion that Julain Assange of Wikileaks, since he had supposedly succeeded in putting many lives in danger, If not causing potential death in the future as a result of the revelations derived from his leaked documents should at the least be imprisoned. This is the feeling of the U.S. Government and others which has historically used “secret” and “covert” dealings in order to ‘further their objectives around the world’. I understand this. I also understand that these objectives, projects, etc., are supposedly benefit the American people, the economy, or domestic or foreign relations. We have long accepted that this is the case. But should we?

I still am not sure I agree with the opinion that it is wrong to uncover ‘national secrets’ I reserve my opinion because we as a people need to find the answers some philosophical questions about how important truth is, how important ‘secrets’ are, and what are the explicit and excepted reasons we would forgo ‘knowing truth?” is it right to lie, cheat, kill, deceive in order to bring a favorable outcome to a nation of people? Is it right to suppress truth? If it is okay to create, foster and perpetuate war (which we accept will inevitably kill many in it’s very righteous and inevitable path) then why is it not okay to uncover truth at the same costs? We accept our nation’s less than palatable actions of destruction in the interest of ‘supposed greater good’ every day. But why is it NOT okay to uncover TRUTH about these actions for Americans and world citizens if it also will impart some human damage? Uncovering truth is ALWAYS for the greater good. What then is the value of truth? and, how do we as American’s define truth? Is truth also ‘good?’

We the people should be the eyes and ears of our government. We are not. We have been given a small role. A special tunnelvision. We are fed the information on what ‘the issues’ are. We are given ‘the chance’ to vote. But the government is working for us! We should DEMAND a truthful government in all respects. Our forefathers deemed that these “just powers” be derived their powers from the consent of the governed! It’s in black and white (err…sepia and parchment).. in our beloved Declaration of Independence!! We have the power to demand the truth in the same way that the government feels it has the right to impart lies, secrecy and use covert measures in the supposed interest of national or world benefit.

One of the most common life lessons taught to American Children universally is: “the end result DOES NOT justify the means.” What we teach them is ‘the way you get to an outcome must be a noble, correct, fair and impartial endeavor, OR…the end result is corrupt!!!

Shamefully, our government works this age-old adage the opposite way. “If you need a SPECIFIC OUTCOME it DOESN’T MATTER how it is achieved AS LONG AS YOU GET THE DESIRED RESULT !!! We saw this in Guantanamo, we saw this in the video that Mr. Assange’s contacts revealed. (collateral damage in Iraq) and in too many other incidents throughout history.

For these reasons above I believe the condemnation of Mr. Assange should be withheld. Where is the debate? What is the value of truth?

-Chrissylong

The Man On The Screen: Or…The Pedophile at the table next to you…


My husband and I were bantering about the ipad…. again…all the cool things it does and what’s going to happen with the stock etc., etc.,our usual conjecture..

the illustrious ipad...which I am salivating to buy...

tha handy dandy iphone....which changed my life....btw...

when we pulled up to The Whole Enchilada in Diamond Bar, CA I know, I know…Diamond Bar.. that should have been our first clue.) Now I’ve been told, but I didn’t listen… The saying is, NEVER , but NEVER, go to a restaurant where the name of the joint is a goofy play on words because It never ends well. You’re either quickly contributing to the sewer psi or you’re way to the local CVS to get some over-the-ounter concoction that could be used to tackle rotovirus (if it was packed in a wee-bit larger dose that is.) We chose TWE because the confines of this certified boring town have not afforded us anything palatable, challenging or just plain interesting. The Whole Enchilada is a virtual hotbed of authenticity (i lie), but comparied to El Torito…(just go with me here)…it is.

The Whole Enchilada. How many times have I said,

Basically it’s not as ‘huero” if you know what I mean. We wanted some semblance of real mexican food. This place ain’t exactly Tarahumara fare complete with tsguino, which I have been itching to try, but certainly good enough for our suburban corralled selves that night. We were fed up The Karaoke singing warbling denizens of El Torito, whom paraded their Evo’s and smeeevo’s and whale-tailed this and that, around for their ‘Snookie’s in half shirts, and eyelashes that seem to need cherry pickers to lift them once they chanced a flirty flutter in some Diamond Bar Bro’s face.

Their dangly mirrored earrings did not bother me not because of the style (they rather soothingly reminded me of the Solar Power facility out in Kramer Junciton as a matter of fact.)  Actually, they were so shiny that you could use ’em in the Sierra Madres to signal a fellow bandido that invaders were trekking too close to your pot farm! We were also tired of dodging boys in plugs and Testy trucks with lift kits high enough to help set the new tiles on my roof! I reasoned, If I got run over, would anyone know?

Anyhow when compared with El Torito, The Whole Enchilada just plain smacked of down home cooking! Not!!!…. but as I said, go with me. Remember I said ‘compared to’ that’s key. So Fan-Boy and Fan-Girl (myself and my partner in grime – Steve)… sit down with iphones out, and start checking out the stats on on our blogs. We check for email from clients and the friends that pursue them.

The lanky waiter that sat us takes our drink order and saunters off to seat another couple. I notice a bit of perfume, and then a man’s cologne as a sixy something couple is led to the booth right behind my husband. The smell of chips and the lemon slice that I am drizzling over it overwhelms me in my mad rush to expeditiously slather the chips with Tapatio and lemon I spill my coke, but not badly. It’s that kind of spill that is a gray area. I begin to salivate upon smelling the lemon and hot sauce…and even before I’m done as I think about the acidic pleasure I am about launch down my gullet. I look up from my voracious preparation at the sound of, “Honey…what am I going to eat? I mean you just killed all of the chips with acid and Tapatio!” Coming back to my regular table manners I remember that my husband does not like alot of salt, lemon OR Tapatio on his chips! Yes I was being selfish. I was hungry, talking, thinking, and well, just on ‘automatic pilot’ actually. “Sorry honey..I’ll call the waiter and get more, sorry.” While I am looking at my husband trying to explain my inappropriate food zealousness, I notice that the older man who was sat just behind Steve is staring at me. I mean really staring. Did he have a sensual penchant for the lemon drizzled atomic warhead flavored chips? Did he think that I was Gillian Anderson? Oh god please…I thought, not that again. He kept on staring. I looked away, then back again and yep…he was still there…staring. ‘Okay, this is weird, but I really want to enjoy my ‘close to real, sort of in a Diamond-Bar-huero-sort-of-way- food. I ignored this guy the stock power of Mecha Mook, for he had Laser Vision. He had real glowing eyes of doom. My hubby and I meandered through tons of different subject matter, we sort of approach conversations in a sort of free association way and nothing of off limits. It’s really fun, creative and never boring being with him. This time I tried to stay on the subject we were talking about but just couldn’t! Mecha Mook was done staring at me and was looking behind me creepily intent manner. We aren’t talking the type of looking that some people do. Looking to see who’s around, check out your surroundings, look to see or hear a smattering of what people are talking about in general. Some of us just look to take in our surroundings in general. Blasts of heat were coming form Mecha Mook’s eyes Now he had turned in his seat and was staring at the sides of two young girls’ heads.

Eye lasers baby, eye lasers!

I looked just beyond Steve at Mook’s wife and saw her bantering away about what sounded like some sort of “work issue” (this person said this and that person said that to supervisor so and so)… and Mook continuously nodded but continued to stare even craning his neck a bit to get a ‘better view’ of the girls, and later whatever was behind me. All the while I was listening to my husband, adding to our confab but stealing away small investigative glances at Mook and his wife. I knew something was askew and like a meerkat I was on task! I was gonna find out. I didn’t really know what I was looking for,  but I was collecting the data!   I was doing this because something was out of the ordinary and I am a gifted multi-tasker… (thanks ADD!!!! ) I finally fessed. ‘Honey..’ I recognize that guy behind you… WAIT!!! don’t look! …don’t turn around!!!…I am not sure if he’s been at the kids’ school…or if he lives on the street going up to our house…or what!…maybe I’ve just seen him in the grocery store…i’m not sure…but he was staring very intently at me when we first sat down and now at someone or something behind me.’ “Christina, you have probably seen him in one of the local grocery stores, or the bank…don’t worry about it.” “I don’t know, I know I’ve seen him somewhere…and here’s the weird thing, he just turned entirely to the side in his seat to stare of the two young girls in the booth across from he and his, I assume, wife.” “Oh, hell, maybe he’s one of those pedophile guys on that app that I downloaded on the iphone! Steve laughed,  half kidding but with a glint of a ‘what if’ situation playing on his face.   He was half expecting to be wrong. ‘Let’s see…wouldn’t that be weird if it was?…but i doubt it.’  he said. Steve pulled up the app and asked rme for his approximate age and general description

the app pictured. Though this is not the Mook, it

“He’s caucasian around 64 or 65 white hair, prominent chin, thin eyes and slightly droopy eyelids, hid eyes look blue. He doesn’t look especially nefarious, looks harmless really, so I really doubt he’s one of those guys.” Steve filters the app for our local area and spins the phone over to me. “Is this the guy? cuz you know I can’t turn around, it would be rude.” “Nope, not at all.” I begin to more closely describe his features. Another spin of the phone and my throat tightens, my eyes get wide and I know immediately, that I am staring right into a carbon copy of the face that is sitting right behind Steve! I want to scream “THAT’S HIM! OH MY GOD, THAT’S HIM!” but I say it quietly, quite expeditiously. and after the first word I am in control of my voice. I keep within a talking / whisper as I exclaim ‘THAT’S DEFINITELY HIM, RIGHT BEHIND YOU.’ Steve is believes me I can tell, but still doubts a bit too. It can be easy to mistake such a person as this due to his common face, his common eyes, but no, not that chin in conjunction with those eyes. The lids the irregularities of his face were noted and I knew in my gut that it was the same guy. “Does he have this prominent chin? these slanty eyes? this salt and pepper mustache ? says Steve. “Are you sure?” “YES, YES…” “Well then as soon as they finish and he gets up we should make the wait-staff aware. and yes. The restaurant has the right to refuse service to whomever they choose.” I wondered about the rights of someone who had done something as heinous as what Mook here did. Mook was and is “Headly, James E Headly to be exact. He was convicted of Lewd and lacivious acts wtih a child under fourteen years of age.

James R. Headley

Our app did not specify whether it was male or female that he molested, but that shouldn’t matter. When I say molested, I mean it in the most literal form of the word, “to bother.” James R. Headley was convicted of “Lewd or lascivious acts with a child under fourteen years of age.” I can construe that he probably did not rape his victim, but that leaves a multitude of other just as agregious acts that can fall under the lewd and lascivious category. Knowing this caused my stomach to turn. My mouth could no longer eat, my hands were shaking in anger, surprise and yes fear. Fear for the young girls that he had turned ninety degrees to stare at as they ate their albondigas soup and tortillas. They chatted about boyfriends and the android phone and he stared them down with lust as his lady friend (wife?) ignored his behavior which was at the very least rude to her. Did she know his past? Had she forgiven him? I can think of no possible innocuous situation that could land one in prison for these acts with a child. It’s reprehensible and knowing that any person man or woman would make these decisions to use his or her power, body and mind in the control and abuse of a child. And it’s very hard to sit near someone who has made these decisions to cause intentional, immense, mental, physical and life-long harm to a child. My husband called the waiter over and showed him the photo and listing on our phone via the App. Our waiter confirmed to my husband immediately that the man in the booth that had been sitting behind him was indeed the man on the screen. “YES! that’s the man! he’s a regular here! he always comes in!” “I can’t BELIEVE IT!” he continued. Clearly the waiter was a caring and responsive individual. I could see an anger beginning to run through his body. He began to move faster, talk faster. He said, “Oh my god, I’m sorry.” I told him..”It’s not your fault, it’s not the restaurant’s fault.” “I couldn’t eat my food, and I had a weird feeling about him, so we checked it out because he was just staring down all the women sitting in this area. You know not just glancing or even like a guy who was you know…enjoying looking a women in an innocent way, but in an angry, deep, staring uncomfortable way.” The waiter said he would tell the manager and they would decide what to do. Steve and I left and wondered what should be done.

While logic tells me that someone who has ‘paid their debt to society’ should be allowed to go out into society, I find it a hard pill to swallow. These people will forever combat the fear that they have generated in the society. To prey on anyone is agregious, unfogiving, but to target children is just worse. These are our protected spirits, our little loves. Our babies. The shunning attitudes that sex offenders encounter everywhere they go as their crime becomes known is just something they will have to deal with. That shunning, that anger, those reactions are a but one small consequence for the actions that were committed. I have children. We know the statistics about re-lapsing felons. By now we know that know that this Mr. Headley lives in our community. I was struck by how ‘average’ he looked. By looking at him I would not have pegged him as pedophile, which leads me to wonder how well our preconceived notions serve us. I was clued into this guys abnormal behavior, his movement, and that caused me to further scrutinize him. Finally I asked questions.

Since we had downloaded an app called “Offender Locater” by GoVision2020.com (available on the iphone and the ipad), we were able to recognize this man and have information at our fingertips about his past felonious behavior. Just think about how helpful this ap would be for children who walk home from school! Or who are at a newly independent age! I am all for giving our children the tools and resources to spot people who have a history of abuse and might pose a potential threat. Maybe educating our kids in self-defense isn’t enough. Maybe every kid should have an offender register at their fingertips. I am interested in hearing what you have to say about “The Man on the Screen” (The Pedophile at the table next to you.”) what would YOU do? Would you go back to the establishment if they decided that they would not bar him? Would you have confronted the man and shown him his data on the app? (My husband wanted to do this, but I thought it could’ve potentially started a fight)…Would you have simply moved your seat and not be bothered, thinking, ‘he paid his debt?’

I am an emotional thinker and a staunch believer in children’s rights and their welfare. Children should have protection in our society so that they can grow and become who and what they will be. That is one of our most important jobs in our society. This incident was traumatic for me. By the way... the person that James E. Headley was using his Mekarra Beam on was a small blonde fourteen-ish year old girl soccer player innocently having dinner with her family. Thanks for your comments. ~ Chrissylong.

Ditch the Dead Heads!!!


No, We’re definitely not talking about your favorite Jerry Bear / Bob Weir lovin’ friends,

Jer-Bear and Bob

but the un-moving, previously living creatures above your head in your favorite restaurant or bar..

I’ve always thought those folks that hang the heads of moose, elk and the like were a bit looney tunes (still do), but mostly I hate going into restaurants and eating under the glassy eyed stare of some poor Elk that was probably just minding his own business checking out some milk thistle or looking for the perfect cow to hang out with. You know pass the boring time in the woods, that dang outback up there in Maine or in Canada or some place, vast, and cold.  Somewhere where things are peaceful.  It’s rough waiting until the permafrost melts.   The only ruckus is when Dick Cheney and his cronies start combing the taiga in search of living things to shoot for sport.

"Satan-i-cheney" Coutesy of democralypsenow.blogspot.com

Oh!  Damn…I guess other humanoids holding boston lager in hunter’s fatigues don’t count.  Hey! Dick makes mistakes doesn’t everyone? sic.  Back to the other denizens of the taiga who mind their own business, actually belong there and don’t drink boston lager whilst handling firearms, who would that be?….um…let’s see… the animals?

More and more the “Deco-hunter-trend” seems to have oozed slowly from the taiga of the greater Northern Americas and seeped into the hearts and minds of upscale “uber-designers” as they have never been so keen as to use this motif for or  in lighting fixtures, lamps and upscale restaurants.  I think that we would be better Americans if we changed the  “scene of Americana,”  or at the very least the icons of the “Great North America.”

PETA members, active and gift-bearing sympathizers are now “on to”  those that promote the subjugating practice of buying and displaying Trophy animals on the walls of their restaurants, bars and personal spaces. Animal activists (whom should quite simply be called life Activists, as they are supporting and protecting life, in particular the lives of animals), have been asking everyone to consider the rights that animals have to live.  These activists are asking us all to go a step further and think about “the promotion of the horror of  killing for sport”  in particular the use of “trophy animals.” If Trophy heads are being used in the “design” of a “space” or to support an “art idea” it is wrong. Yes, we are talking to you!  The fine artists dwelling saliently in dilapidated but decidedly cool downtown lofts, we urge you to really think about your “installations. Do they even vaguely support this subjugation?  Hopefully not.  Hopefully arm-chair activists we have not become.  Manifesting our activism on blogs and Face-book but rarely in real life.     Whether it’s a convoluted window dressing “just trying to give the feeling of Americana”, or “the close to the bone living off the land ” type of feel, it is wrong.   How about the restaurant designer who thinks that a trophy-head gives that just right je ne sais quois,  mix of testosterone and boutique lager” that draws in the 21-35’er “city cool” male demographic he’s aiming for?  This trend is bad for the animals, for environmentalism, it’s bad judgement in general, and further teaches our children to subjugate animals.  Let’s let Johnny who pours salt on slugs grow out of that ‘sometimes common boyhood mis-judgement’, and become a concerned and caring individual not only towards other humans, but also toward his unspeaking but feeling animal neighbors.

I’ve got a great idea!  Let’s substitute Trophy animals with “Trophy wives?”  How about that?  Imagine for a moment won’t you?   Woman “A” puts an ad in (of course, Craig’s List), for a “sugar-daddy” and voila!  One “dubiously lucky” guy gets his trophy wife and then has a bolt driven into her underside and has her put on a trophy mount!   No longer a nuissance  having her on his arm for the looks and no meaningful conversation, and the status 2-7, now he can pretty much just place her on a shelf to point out whenever guests come by to visit.

It’s the “hey look what I did!” syndrome.  “Aren’t I a man? Look how strong and able I am!”  It’s where primitivo meets insecurity.  It can be on Match.com or in a restaurant in Michigan.  We can’t control whose psyche needs the trophy, but we can control whether we patronize establishments that display that kind of cruelty. If we wouldn’t think of doing that to women in America, then why do we do that to our Moose and Elk friends?

If it's good enough for the Trophy Moose, it's good enough for the Trophy Wife

When you enter a restaurant or bar that promotes this practice.  Ask them this:

Concerned cool person (you) says: “Excuse me, may I ask you a question?”

Capricious and unaware or just plain cruel bar / restaurant owner:  “Sure! What’s up? seating okay?”

Concerned cool person (You) says:  “I was wondering whether you enjoy decapitation.”

Capricious and unaware or just plain cruel bar / restaurant owner:  “What the? Why would you ask me that?”

Concerned cool person (you) says: Well I don’t think that it’s necessary to mount lifeless decapitated animals on the walls to make your food any better.  We all “get” the “Americana” thing.  Can I replace the Moose head with a piece of art work representing that moose / elk head?

Capricious and unaware or just plain cruel bar / restaurant owner:  “Um… well can I see your artwork?”

At this point, you have a potential customer, you can tell them about how they ‘really don’t want PETA to come and review the restaurant’ and then show them your portfolio.

It’s suggested to have some ideas available or at least pull up your blog on your iphone and show them your work.

Here’s a cool installation I ran across, and sky’s the limit on what else can be ideated!

Go to 2 http://www.watermelonwatermelon.com to read about this artwork

please…I don’t want to look into those glassy sad eyes anymore, anywhere.

-Chrissylong