Thoughts so far…

They are hiding something. Is there any doubt? Multiple members of the Trump camp have either failed to disclose their meetings with Russian officials, or out and out lied about it. Without forgetting that credible sources are treating the hacking of the DNC by Russia as a certainty, and that the undisciplined blowhard himself literally invited Russian hackers to commit a crime against his own country during the campaign- Yes. They’re definitely hiding something.

This morning the blowhard-in-Cheif announced via his favorite form of Hillary-like non-secure communication, Twitter- that he “found out” (who knows what the source of his finding out really is, and we likely will never see hard proof of it) that Obama had Trump Tower bugged during the election.

Aside from clearly sounding unbalanced, or the fact that as the POTUS he’s still using Twitter like a teenage girl, doesn’t it sound like he’s purposely putting out fake news to distract from something?

I wonder what it could be that he wants to distract from?

The longer this goes on, the more I can relate to what it must have been like living in pre WWII Germany, watching a political party use all the words people wanted to hear or couldn’t really disagree with to make the changes they wanted, while hiding the true intent behind those changes.

They call it border security, but it’s veiled racism, and neo-nationalism. They dismiss parts of the media that ask the hard questions, while openly promoting other media venues that report with the party message in mind. They say all they can to sound patriotic and confuse the undecided. They go forward undauntedly despite a majority of the country openly standing against their actions.

Every time he mentions his intent to reinforce the military, he says how “hopefully we won’t have to use it”… But has anyone missed the announcement to “totally eradicate ISIS”? Not dismantle it. Not handle it. Not contain it. And definitely not get the hell out of the middle east’s business- a business they SHOULD be left to handle on their own and held responsible for the failure to do so. Personally, I see it coming.

The businessman president is preparing to line his pockets with the war machine. I can’t be alone in this can I?

He’s come out and said how he;s not telling anyone when they’re making moves- claiming they don’t want to telegraph their intentions to the enemy- but really I think it’s because it’s much easier to give the go ahead on military moves when they don’t have to answer to the American people or hear an opposing opinion before doing so.

Doesn’t anyone else see how this is how dictators and such declare war and invade countries?

I hope I’m wrong… But it’s hard not to see the writing in the sky on this one.

They’re hiding something, and lying to the country. That much, we know.


I think it’s about that time…

February 6, 2017 Leave a comment

As I usually start these things, I’ll say for the umpteenth time, It’s Been A While, I Know… But it’s about that time. This time, I think you know, I mean it, and you know why.

Look at what’s happened while I was gone. The unthinkable for most of us. Nearly all of us. And those who would have predicted this as our reality- we’d have called them insane, those of us who think like I do, and those who don’t. But here we are, aren’t we?

Is it that the world we live in has been confirmed flat? Have aliens actually landed? No, and no. Have the Illuminati come forward to reveal their control over all of our lives? Or have those in control pulled off their layer of false skin to reveal themselves as the lizard people of legend? Again, no. But what has happened is just about as ludicrous, and as unbelievable.

A man who was born into a family with money, who then used some of that money to enter into business himself, and in doing so made a name for himself in his locality. That name and reputation being one of controversy since his success in business has always something conveniently questionable because of his now well honed indisputable skill in skewing perception through propaganda. This person has succeeded in using that skill, and little else, to dupe enough of the country into thinking he is the right choice for President of the United States. But wait, even that statement is skewed by propaganda isn’t it? Because he didn’t dupe the majority of the country into anything did he? He duped many. But the majority of the country cast it’s vote for someone else, didn’t it? What he did do is make enough back room deals in the time between his failure to run for president the first time and now, to secure what this country mistakenly allowed to become it’s standard replacement for the majority vote… the electoral college.

Let’s be real now… as I try to be on here. That IS what he did. He’s got enough people on his payroll, and enough believers, and enough money, however much that really is or not, to have done that. What he does not have is grace, dignity, knowledge or respect. What he doesn’t have is charisma, or any real charm that isn’t bought. What he definitely does not have is experience in the field he’s decided he should lead in. Not compete in, because having no experience in something you obviously can’t compete, but having a megalomaniac disorder of course, you can think you can own something you decide you want, even though you can’t reasonably take care of it. It’s like the child that wants a puppy not because he likes dogs, but because he sees others having puppies, and envies the attention they get for their love of dogs. He thinks he’s a better option for all the puppies of the world, and that puppies would of course choose him, since he’s better than everyone. Of course.

And well, yes. To think all the puppies of the world would choose you is an insane analogy, as if puppies would have a choice- but if you think Donald Trump thinks of the public with more regard than any of us would regard a puppy- I think you’re wrong. I think, if the man thinks much at all, I mean really think, the way we can assume preceding executive officers have by their service and respective demeanor, he does not think profoundly and by his own choice of words we can be sure he does not at least think before he speaks.

This, unqualified and undignified person is now in the highest office of our great land.

[At the time I began writing this post I had tuned out of the news just as the President instituted executive orders that through language meant to dissuade and misdirect, effective lay banned Muslims from entering and re-entering the country. Now, days later, a federal judge shut the “travel ban” as it’s come to be known, down for it’s racist and unconstitutional intent.]

It’s an interesting time some say. Others use the word Scary. I see both sides of that coin. For as much as I feel I know Donald Trump, having grown up in New York, and been continually appalled and annoyed by his arrogance and blowhard privileged behavior, I actually wished him well after the shock of hearing he actually won the election. But this didn’t last long. He was late to his own inauguration. Starting his very first day by making the American people and all who attended- wait. And why shouldn’t we? He’s Trump, and we are… less than I suppose. 

Nowadays I can’t stop listening to the news. Having tuned out for a day or so and come back to find our orders now a racist fearmongering filter that serves only to alienate, no pun intended, those who can still tolerate American arrogance because at least there is opportunity here, and antagonize our enemies even more than they are already. It serves only to help radicals recruit, and endangers the lives of service members abroad who have worked long and hard to be able to establish a sense of survival wherever they are. Now they have to watch their backs for yet another reason. 

I hear news reports interviewing people who support Trump and I feel their pain. They supported him not just out of blind propaganda fueled rabble rousing, which many have- but there are also those supporters who were just desperate, and tired of the culture of politics they could never relate with anyway. People who are hungry, and want jobs… But… I am still amazed at how that demographic thinks a pompous rich guy who postures himself as greater than he is, is their hero?

There’s no way to know why certain people chose to support something so foreign to them, as if they could understand his motivations, or know his true intentions. At this point, it doesn’t matter anymore. The system in place isn’t about the choice of the people anyway. As I said above- I think he started working on the deals to secure the electoral college long ago. So we’re stuck with him. 

I believe his intentions for the office were to get his turn at what he saw as the greatest money grab in the country. But who knows? While he’s there, maybe we the people will benefit from some of the decisions he makes to benefit himself and his family. Even saying it I doubt it. And the only other emotion I feel is fear. Fear that he’ll commit an error so bad he embarrasses the United States further at best, and gets us into another war at most. He’s already increased the threat level to the armed forces, civilian service members, and Americans traveling abroad. A thoughtless ill advised maneuver to strong arm and posture – the only thing he’s good at apparently, and the world is laughing. So he’s on his way to making my nightmares come true already. 

And we can’t look away- not for a second. Because at any moment it may come. The mistake we all pay for. The stupid prejudiced bigoted move that effects us all. Any minute now. Be afraid. Be very afraid. 

Here it comes!

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F, F, Food; Joey’s, Wynwood, Miami Fla.

Wynwood in Miami is a full fledged arts district. It’s referred to still as up and coming, but if you visit Wynwood on the weekends you will find nothing up and coming about it. You’ll find fully established, up and running, and the monster of gentrification cackling with laughter behind every corner- ducking just out of sight- like any good monster does, just as you turn your head to see where that sound is coming from.

I’d been there a couple times having arrived in South Florida. There’s a central area you can call a strip, from The Wynwood Diner, south to The Meat Market. There are venues off to the sides of course, but generally speaking the main path will be on that street where the entrance to The Wynwood Walls are, 2nd Avenue.

I really wanted to take my date to The Wynwood Diner that Sunday. I’m a Diner guy. The word Diner attracts me. It’s not always an actual Diner that dons that title, but I’ll be the one finding that out since I can’t resist the lure. We weren’t up to waiting half an hour to be seated though, so we went down the block past The Walls entrance to the little corner white building with the quaint black script sign painted onto it’s 2nd avenue wall, Joey’s Italian Cuisine.

I’m from New York, and the words “Italian Cuisine” couldn’t bore me more. Nothing against the cuisine! I love Italian food! Who doesn’t? But like the words “Chinese Food”, in New York it’s so common to read and hear, and hear about… My eyes glaze over as you tell me about anything from the greatest pizza you ever had to the lasagna, or the fettuccine, even if it is Alfredo, my favorite. So don’t count me excited to walk into this very friendly little place tonight, if not for the lovely lady I’m with and enjoying her company so much.

When is a nice Italian restaurant not perfect for a date I ask you. Despite my unfair jaded attitude I know enough to admit this of course. We ordered a small pizza, the Salsiccia, the ravioli for myself that are not on the menu at this time, but I think I recall they were either lobster or crab filled, and she had the salmon, Carpacio Di Salmone.

The food, every morsel, was ABSOLUTELY delicious. I would like to thank The Wynwood Diner, who holds it’s own I found out a few weeks later, for being overbooked that night, because I wouldn’t have changed a thing that night, and Joey’s, where we ended up instead, was to credit for a big part of that perfection.

You could tell the clientele love their Joey’s when you’re in there. Now I am one of those who appreciate it just as much. I can’t wait for the opportunity to go back and make up for what we left behind. It was our first date, so we both didn’t feel like being complete-pigs in front of each other yet- but we both agree everything was absolutely delicious.

If you’re in Wynwood and you’re not out to just get fucked up, like unfortunately I see some are- or if you’re in the mood for some near-home style Italian cooking in a comfortable and unassuming setting, with a friendly staff to serve you… go find Joey’s.

If you have to wait, you’re better off waiting there than anywhere else on the block.


F, F, Food; 360 @ The CN Tower, Toronto Ca.

I’m moving to Miami soon. This is March, 2016. But before I go south, I don’t want to leave visiting Toronto off the list, since I’m going to be much further than I am here in New York, and I don’t know when I’ll be able to come back this far north in the future… My thing is this… I’d like to scratch as many world wonders off my list as possible, whenever possible. When I hosted my brother’s bachelor party in Vegas, I was pleasantly surprised when his gang of friends were up for visiting Hoover Dam one morning, as I was set to just make the 45 minute drive alone. Then when the gang broke up, I traded in the SUV rental and drove 5 hours to see the Grand Canyon, and why not- 9 hours back west to see L.A. again before flying home. You don’t know how long you’ve got in this life, and if you can, I say do it, whatever it is that you can do.

So I jump in my car a few days before moving to South Florida and I drive the8-9 hours to Toronto. On the way, see Niagra Falls too. Why not!?

It’ll be a short stay. The world wonder we’re in search of isn’t Niagra Falls, though it’s great to kill two birds with one stone. If you’re into killing birds with stones that’s a good analogy. The wonder we want is The CN Tower. As you would read on their site, they were distinguished a World Wonder in 1995 as a marvel of Civil Engineering. I won’t go too much into these details because this is F, F, Food, not C, C, Civil Engineering or W, W, World W, W, Wonders…

This is about the equally marvelous restaurant they have near the top of the structure, that just happens to ever-so-slowly revolve round and round as you have your meal, earning it the name 360, and giving you stunning views of the city and landscape for as far as you can see to the horizon.

Oh, you know I’m having a meal there.

360 has won awards for their wine and food. They carry themselves in a distinguished manner that cannot be begrudged them. they have a prime location with an incredible view to offer. the experience alone it enough to hold their head high, but they have the generosity and grace to equal that experience with their cuisine and selection of wines.

They are all these things, and you could suit up to dine there, sure- but you don’t have to. It’s a great date spot, as I witnessed when I was there. But it’s just as great if you’re alone or with a group. The seating has been set up to accommodate all. If you’re worried about casual, there’s also a Lunch menu.

You will not fall out of your seat when the bill arrives. They are your friends and they let you know by offering a prix fixe both in two courses, and three. What more could you want!?

Right now as I write this,ย  a couple months have passed. I opened with the House Smoked Atlantic Salmon and it was scrumptious. The capers were perfect. If I knew what was in store for me in the main course I might have appreciated the freshness less, and I’m glad I didn’t, because it was absolutely perfect.

The Summer menu changes to Winter in May, so you won’t see the Osso Bucco I had when I was there. Most of the menu remains the same, and I’m sure its ALL delicious, but at least for myself- if I were going back, I’d check that the Osso Bucco is on that menu before I plan my trip. It’s THAT good.

It’s so good I didn’t care I was alone.

It’s so good I purposely slowed down half way through the meal.

It’s so good I shoo’d away the very polite and friendly server more than once, because I was taking my time so well, he thought I was finished, twice.

It’s so good… It’s just, so good!

The preparation was sublime. The meat, falling off the bone. The marrow, absolutely delicious, and the way it was served, I will not reveal for if they change it, I have full confidence in the chef’s choices, because… it was THAT good.

I paired against the recommendation, a Cabernet Sauvignon, and it went perfectly well. I might have had a second glass if I recall. You will have absolutely limitless varieties to choose from, so you may want to experiment as well.

360 gets my absolute highest recommendation for anyone visiting Toronto for a day like myself, or longer. If I had more time I’d have definitely returned for another meal, and another look at at that amazing view.

You get complimentary access to the glass floor and the viewing deck with your dinner, but if that were not the case it would not be reason to pass up this experience.



F, F, Food; Swine. Coral Gables, Fla.

I’m new here… So I’m still learning what the happs are in Miami. None the less, this doesn’t change the fact I interpret advertising and display, media image and the sort, just like anyone else- I think. The reason I say this is because when I happened to park near Swine in Coral Gables on a completely different track, I took notice of the effort in seeming like a down to earth eatery, and I said to myself- “Self, mental note… Swine, next chance we get.”

See I happen to like down to earth eateries with clever names that elude to things barbecue and things pork. It’s a natural for me, to remember a place offering me that image and equally natural of me to follow through and attain the experience.

Well, when I made that mental note, I imagined it to be with friends, of the male sort that I happen to have a couple of in Miami… but in short order, from that moment I had noticed Swine’s front space, I was lucky enough to acquire the company of a lovely young lady that to my surprise shares a lot of my same tastes and interests… so when I was in need of a spot to take the date- guess what came to mind? Yep… Swine.

I had checked them out online and found they’re truly a BBQ joint, offering a southern comfort feel, discerned not just by their outward appearance but now their web presence. Their website is designed to look like a brown BBQ paper flyer, giving me the impression I’m going to get what I want. Their official name as stated on the site is Swine Southern Table and Bar. #yum, #lookingforwardtothis.

My date was elated at the mention of this place! She’d been there before- but YEARS ago she said. I have a thing about not wanting to repeat other people’s experiences. I like to be credited with being somewhere first, or discovering places with significant others, but she seems to have loved it and it’s been years, so I set that aside.

Here we go…

We had a 9:45 reservation, which should have lit a bulb in my head already, in retrospect, but I was a little taken by my date so I probably wasn’t as on-point aware as I usually am… If I were I might have thought Reservation? But anyway…

We’re on our way, I’m on time picking her up, and about 9:14 was it? I get a call…

It’s the hostess from Swine… confirming my reservation? A 1/2 hour early? We were actually looking for parking at that time, way early, and I thanked the hostess, saying so.

Again… Down to earth, Southern Comfort, is out the window by now, but I haven’t noticed because I can be pretty charming with my now girlfriend, and I get all wrapped up in making her giggle at this or that.

We get there, and we’re greeted at the door with a formality I quickly notice, because it’s rather unexpected. The decor is perfect, a rustic new age charm is all over the place. You can’t say it doesn’t look the part you’re expecting it to play – at least. They’ve put some effort into this level of consistency. Points.

The server greets us and leads us to the table, but as I walk past the host station I say thank you and I’m hit with a “Sir” in the response. I get to the table and the server, a very well mannered young man is just as stiff with his “Sir” and “Miss”.

Now my antennae are up.

I expected the familiarity and Southern Hospitality I enjoyed at the restaurant of the same name I once visited in New York. An establishment popularized for it’s association to Mister Southern Hospitality himself, Justin Timberlake, as an investor or something.

But despite the allure of Swine’s image and media presence communicating as much, I’m already feeling the opposite. Now I’m thinking I’m under dressed. I look around, and I’m OK… plenty T-shirt’s and Jeans. Some button downs, but more than half are plaid, so we’re OK.

The food smells good, so I joke with my date about the attempts at formality. We talk about how it may be the rent in this area? Like I said I’m new, but I don’t have new eyes. I can see what Coral Gables is trying to be… I saw the Village in New York, Greenwich Village, go from Boho to wanna-be chic, to now full gentrified exclusivity. There’s money here in Coral Gables, you can see the establishments on Miracle Mile trying hard to cater to an elite customer that unfortunately I only see sprinkles of yet. I don’t know if it ever was Bohemian here, but I’ve spoken to some that hint there was a stronger artistic current here in the past… so that’s a clue. The occasional Ferrari and Rolls Royce doesn’t justify the effort in my opinion, but hey, I’m not the business owner here. And yes, it may be the rent is skyrocketing, and they’re trying to justify what I see on the menu… prices that do reflect a Miss, and Sir, formality.

But it still doesn’t match for me. I came here for at most, a Ma’am for my date, and good food. Price has nothing to do with that- if the food is good. Scratch one expectation, let’s see about the other…

I couldn’t decide on any of the appetizers, so having some familiarity with the place, she ordered the Fried Green Tomatoes, 1855 Black Angus Burnt Ends, and I think we had the Hush Puppies too.

I’ll be honest, I liked it all… But I wasn’t impressed with any particular one.

For the main course she ordered the Pork Belly- It wasn’t on the menu, so points for that.

I ordered the 12 Hour Slow Braised Pork Shoulder…

When the food arrived we dug in. It smelled great, but unfortunately, it seemed a little over cooked. Her Pork Belly… I thought they’d made a mistake… It looked like thick strips of bacon, not Pork Belly. She said as much. And well, though she is gracious, that’s not boding well for the establishment when your date is displeased. My Pork Shoulder, again, was OK… but nothing spectacular. Definitely not a Sir or Madam $20 Pork Shoulder, for sure.

My date caught dessert envy and we had something with Ice Cream… Which if not for that, the meal would have been completely disappointing. Thank goodness for our level of familiarity with the server, because we got him to relax a bit and joke with us, which would have been a much more friendly atmosphere to walk into from the beginning.

I don’t want to spend my time in a restaurant, or my time with a lovely companion- or even if I did end up going there with friends- which would have been SUCH a MISTAKE- talking about what a place can do to get it right. I don’t think I’m alone in the consensus that if you need to pad your pricing a bit, it won’t matter to a consumer, if the experience is friendly and welcoming. Though Coral Gables might want to be Beverly Hills, and may one day be that- it’s not that yet. And even if it was- people would be utter assholes to go to a place like Swine, the way it’s advertising itself, and be content, or even pleased to be treated as if they were going to Tavern On The Green, or it’s Miami equivalent.

I’m not coming to a place advertising itself as a jeans and t-shirt eatery to be treated like I should be wearing a jacket and tie! It’s off putting, awkward, and on the other side, doesn’t justify the lackluster cuisine.

Had I been greeted with a “hey there! Welcome to Swine! Let’s get you to your table!” and that Southern Comfort/ Hospitality been followed through with, I might not have been distracted by it, and thus not overly focused on scrutinizing what else could be wrong here. It’s basic psychology- You’re kind to those who are kind to you. But if you make me feel like I did something wrong- I’m going to notice everything that’s off with you. The food might have actually been better- but I wasn’t inclined to see that, since things were off beat from before I got there.

Don’t ask for reservations if you’re down to earth. If you must- please don’t call them a half hour early?! Call them when they’re 5-10 minutes late!

Overall I wouldn’t’ recommend anyone bother with Swine in Coral Gables till they get their shit together. At least not for dinner, unless you’re satisfied with overpriced, mediocre food that’s packaged to build an expectation that’s not lived up to.

Twice on the home page I see a “50 Eggs” claiming ownership and management… I can’t say I’m impressed. If I see that on another website, I can’t say I’ll be inspired to go there.

If you’re in the area and want a drink- sure, drop in. I don’t recall being displeased with whatever I drank. The bar didn’t look too big, but take a table, at least that way you’ll be saving someone the experience of being disappointed by the food.

Swine Coral Gables gets;ย  ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿผ


August 2015

August 19, 2015 Leave a comment

This is how I’ll have to title my posts from now on if I continue to be inconsistent. It’s OK, right? Gotta live life! Yeah! Who’s reading this nonsense anyway? 

I haven’t written since May, that’s not so bad. Let’s see, what’s new? Jared is a pedophile?! Yes, in news today Jared whatshisname from Subway Sucky Sandwich Store fame is caught with tons of child porn in his posession, and apparently he’s been thrown under the bus by his alleged partner in crime, no pun there, who ran a charity with him. 

What. The. Hell. 

On the short list of what still shocks me is this, child porn people. More so, affluent child porn people. Just under that line, pedophiles in general. What’s more disturbing than this? The beheading of an archeologist by ISIS? Also in the news- yes. These fanatics are ending the lives of people who simply care about preserving human history. Is that more shocking? No. It’s not. It’s tragic, yes, but not shocking. That’s the world we live in. Thank you, religion. 

I could draw a disgusting paralel between that last statement and the pedophile thing- but I’ll pass. 

Moving on- Women are now Army Rangers. Good for them! There’s talk of Navy SEAL school openning up to them too. And again- Good! 

Good! and… So what?

If they can do it, do it.  

It’s not news that women want equality. It’s not news any human being wants equality. It’s not news that women don’t have equality, but let’s be real, why is that? Women don’t have equality, historically, because they are the so-called fairer sex. Physically (also historically), they have almost always been weaker, and thus it has been the expectation of both men and women that men would do the heavy lifting and protecting of women, for the most part. 

Now… if that’s changed, that’s fine in my book, practically speaking. If women in general can now lift and carry the weight men do, in every respect of the analogy- then so be it. 

The question that’s being tossed around is whether women can serve in combat? Why is that I have to think? If they can do the job, carry the load, shoot the gun, etc? Well… The problem for men is I think, the duplicity of women. 

Uh Oh… he said it. Yes. What’s the big deal? If we’re being real we havee to speak openly of what the situation really is with women in the real world. Women, and you can spare me the hypocrisy when I say this, do reserve the right to expect the courtesies afforded to them by the standards put in place for them throughout time, historically again, call it what you will- men being gentlemen, chivalry, whatever- They reserve the right, and even demand in some cases, to be “treated like a lady”, while still expecting and demanding to be treated as an equal in every respect of the word. 

The usual disclaimer; Personally, I have no problem withthe balance. Where that balance may be struck might be a point of contention, but I can see for myself where I open the doors and pick up the tab, and where to expect equality from a woman. In my book, and I think for most men who are practical and fair minded there is no problem finding that balance if they’re dealing with rational and practical women themselves- the problem arises in situations where there is no expectation of balance at all, like in combat. 

In combat everyone is a soldier- and the last thing any team needs is any lack of clarity when there’s a job to do. The problem the military has, I feel, is feeling secure in that male soldiers will not distribute the responsibility in a special operations team if that team has a female member. In simpler terms- will male soldiers feel pressure to exempt a female from say… the duty to stay behind and possibly become a casualty of war, if the team needs that sacrifice? Will the team have a weak link in that sense? Will that female member of service go into the commitment with the full fledged effort a male soldier does, but then… when the shit hits the fan… change her mind and have a problem with that type of sacrifice? 

I’m not saying they will. In fact if I had to predict I’d say they would sacrifice themselves in the same way any other soldier would- but I’m saying this may be the military’s concern. 

This, and of course the effects of capture and torture are a concern, again, because of that chivalrous aspect of male-female relations ingrained in us both hisotrically and socially, make women in combat roles a concern, or so I’ve heard. 

And here we come to where I find a division between what’s really news worthy, and what’s not- or how the news is being reported being a problem- because in the end, the same problems you could attribute to women serving in combat- you could attribute to a man. A man can be a weak link in a team, both physically or by capabilities. A team member may be reluctant to leave a fellow male soldier behind if say, they just had a child, and the respt of the team is sympathetic to that. And a male team member can be faced with the ultimate sacrifice and change their mind as to whether they are up to the task. So… In the end it’s about the same thing- conditioning, and training. Am I wrong?

And might I say… Boooooooring! Why isn’t there any reporting on whether these women who want to be Rangers and SEALs are gay or not? Not that there’s anything wrong with that- but it’s just more interesting! It’s Pride, Pride, Pride otherwise… Is it wrong of me to think that a good precentage of them are gay? Is it sexist? Or is it experience? Having known a few more gay service women than straight ones’es? The latter, I assure you, Heir Audeience. I want to see THAT reporting. Human interest! Real life modern family stuff! Proud fathers doting over their patriotic daughters, Proud wives of wives serving their country. Kids waiting for mommy to get off the plane from her last tour of duty. Stuff like that. 

When you consider why we’re not seeing those stories… You have to wonder, why does the media occupy their time, and your time, with so much of the same remedial point of view?

End of topic. 

The country has bigger problems I think. Like Trump, and all the fools who support his delusions of grandeur. 

Date Game of Thrones. Campus Game of Thrones.

Who gets it? Get it? No?

It’s OK, because it’s a tasteless joke. But a joke, none the less. Same as all this talk about rape on Game of Thrones.

So quickly- yes, I haven’t written anything to this blog (as is my intro usually) in a very long time but I just couldn’t walk away from the screen today without throwing this one out there…

It’s silly. Not rape. Rape is horrendous, of course. But it’s the “of course” that I’m surprised most people can’t connect with in the mainstream.

You’re watching a SHOW Senator McCaskill. A SHOW! Unfortunately yes, someone out there I’m not going to link to referred to this show as an interesting depiction of historical events, but wait a second… You don’t think it’s historical as well do you?

Point? No? Not yet?

The point is man… This is made up shit. Made up by a fat hobbit looking, recluse looking old nerd- that got REALLY lucky in this day and age that his toils over a fantasy world hit the mainstream and he’s become a millionaire with… but I digress.

Point being- It’s a silly show. I watch it, because I am silly. Many people are silly.

In the show though, you have SOOOOOOO much more to object to than the probably necessary story telling tool of rape.

Senator, and everyone else milking press attention from the coattails of GoT… You got past the incest and beheadings (popular in ย parts of the real world unfortunately) in the first episode quite well I see, since you’ve gotten this far. You got past ALL KINDS of murder. You got past the Red Wedding, which was like… a new level of murder depiction. You got past a whole lot of male dominated social depiction and female subjugation (at times between a son and mother!), hello? Patricide? Torture and dismemberment. No pun intended. And you still watched.

So I say to all of you… You’re a bunch of hypocrites.

I say to all of you as well… Get ready because if you didn’t get the telegraph that Sansa was going to get raped- You’re definitely not seeing what I see, and that’s the probability that you’re going to see the head of a closeted gay male character roll down some steps pretty soon.

Gonna stop watching then too?

Get over it.

It’s a show about a place that doesn’t exist.

An educated tweet may have been- “thank god we live in a world where the depictions of abuses on women both social and physical are not common place, and are definitely shunned, thanks for the reminder, Game of Thrones”

I know, too many characters.

Or is it?

(Irony though; A show like Mad Men can be equally wrong, but no one tweeted they were going to quit that one did they?)

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