Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Kevin Spacey hollers "Squirrel!" or How to deploy distraction to beat a charge of sexual molestation.


by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.







76,000 people loved Kevin Spacey's "don't hate me because I'm a gay man who's coming out" tweet. 

76,000 people loved it which only proves there are a lot of people easily fooled or blinded by celebrity. 

However, on a positive note, let's take a look at some folks who held his feet to the fire. Folks like Chicago Mike, Eliza, Tyler, Jocelyn, and more. Good on you, ladies and gentlemen. This is how Citizen Journalism starts.  









Rapp cited the dozens of Weinstein accusers as the reason he recounted his encounter with Spacey. 
“I came forward with my story, standing on the shoulders of the many courageous women and men who have been speaking out to shine a light and hopefully make a difference, as they have done for me,” he wrote on Twitter. Rapp, who starred on Broadway in “Rent,” currently stars in “Star Trek: Discovery.” 
Many Hollywood figures came to Rapp’s side, including fellow “Discovery” co-star Wilson Cruz and Rose McGowan, one of the leading voices against sexual harassment in Hollywood, who said of Spacey: “It’s your turn to cry.”

And Spacey's International Emmy Award was revoked. Spacey is best buds with Bill Clinton.

I almost feel like we're in a Stieg Larsson book. Clinton. Spacey. Cosby. Weinstein. And more rich and powerful predators coming out of the woodwork, whose conspiracy of terror is supported by the likes of Whoop-Do-Do, BahBah WahWah, and Ashwee Yudd.


Much support for those speaking out.
#MeToo


Monday, October 30, 2017

79th Anniversary of well-known Fake News: War of the Worlds Radio Broadcast

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.


In 1938 on this day, October 30th, the War of the Worlds radio broadcast turned out to be a big fat nothing for CBS with my bads all around and the FCC censuring broadcasters urging them to be a bit more responsible in what they presented. 

But didn't stop Ol' Hitler, no sirree. That master of spin sure knew how to turn fake news into propaganda.

Look what he did for the Volkswagen.

Of course, Hitler didn't care that the headlines were fake news citing the mass hysteria as proof-positive that America was full of corruption and decadence.

Not exactly sure how he managed that, but he did get a nation to kill over eleven million, so...

Anyway, no. There was no nationwide mass hysteria. Most folks weren't freaking out. Yes, a very few folks did wonder if it was real but most of them lived in New Jersey. A few folks called police and CBS with questions like, "Hey, dude, is this for real or just a joke?" 

The Mercury Theatre on the Air couldn't have drummed up mass hysteria even if it wanted to because nobody was listening to the show since simply everybody was all tuned in to the runaway hit The Chase and Sanborn Hour.




Who could pass up Charlie McCarthy and Edgar Bergen with W.C. Fields, right?

But did that stop editors — eager to sell more papers — from running the fake news?

It did not and within days 12,500 newspapers across the nation had it on their front page. 

And thus the legend was born and entered the status of urban legend as truth. 

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Tasty Chick-fil-A with a side of embarrassing liberal failure

Here's another Danish anecdote for Bernie

by Kim D.

Did you catch the latest CNN debate night with Senators Ted Cruz and Bernie Sanders?  If you missed it, I highly encourage you to view the debate in its entirety. The subject was tax reform and one of the key moments of the debate was when Senator Cruz asked a basic question: "What is the difference between a Democrat and a Socialist on taxes? Senator Sanders' response was very telling: "I don't know the answer to that."

It would lead one to believe that perhaps the Democrat party has moved so far to the left that it has adopted many tenants of the Socialist belief system. If you agree with Sanders, that some live high on the hog and aren't paying their fair share, then you will probably view the debate as a win for the senator from Vermont. If you don't agree with these notions, you are closer to Cruz's conservative viewpoint that government is way too big, constantly choosing the winners and losers, and denying opportunity for any of us who weren't fortunate to be born into or luck into the American elite.

As tax related, several points in the debate turned to health care reform. Senator Sanders promotes a single-payer system and uses mainly emotional and ethical argument strategies, leaving out an important concept and rhetorical tool: logic (the facts and statistics that support emotional and ethical appeals). Many times he makes blanket statements, like every other modern society in the world provides health care as a right. He often points to Democrat Socialist societies as models to follow, and often the country highlighted is Denmark.

After Ted Cruz gave hard facts and statistics about average wait times in Denmark's health care system, Bernie's rebuttal was to call up the Danish questioner who gave anecdotal evidence that when his mother had cancer her treatment wait time was a matter of days, not weeks. And, this one instance which certainly isn't an "average" gave the Bernie Bros tons of ammunition to declare that Sanders had crushed Cruz on this topic point. However, anecdotal evidence in the absence of facts is rather flimsy.

Here's another anecdote for Bernie to consider. We have a family friend with dual citizenship in the United States and Denmark.  While he was able to live and be educated in the States as a young man, he chose to go back to Denmark, marry and live on a family farm, and raise two children. Over the years, he saw little opportunity and reward for his hard work and investment. As one of the largest welfare states, Denmark confiscates a large tax from its citizens and in return gives free health care, child care, education, etc. (see charts below).  However, the corporate tax rate is much lower than the individual burden.

Pic Credit
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But enough about facts, let's go back to the emotional appeal of a personal anecdote for Bernie. I met our friend Johann in 2002, well before he was being taxed at an average of 60%. He was in his 50s then and in great health not having to rely on much health care but admitted he loved the fact that his children were receiving free college. However, things soon changed. He separated from his wife and eventually divorced with the stipulation that she buy his interest in the family farm. He took contracts with American oil and gas companies which would send him all over the world working on projects as an environment clean-up specialist. I liken his role to that of the one who makes sure when oil and gas is extracted, it is done so in a way as to leave the smallest environmental footprint.

He basically is an international agent, not beholden to any one country and free to keep the majority of what he earns. However, as a Danish citizen he still has rights, one of them being free health care. Curious thing though, as he has aged, he doesn't use Denmark's free health care and opts to cash pay for services here in the United States, like laser eye surgery, repair to his ACL after an accident, and several cosmetic upgrades (facelift and liposuction).  I know this because he comes to Houston for these services and stays with us during the recovery process.

After the ACL issue, where he elected to wear a boot for pain reduction until he could get to the States for corrective surgery, I asked why he didn't hop over to Denmark and receive this service for free. With a disgusted shake of his head, he simply replied that the wait-time was too long and the quality of surgeons in Houston far surpassed those of his home country.  There's an anecdote that is just as strong as the one Bernie touted as evidence that his notions about Denmark were, in fact, on the mark.

Bernie touts Denmark as offering high quality of health care for free and would like to see America following suit. However when faced with the question of how the United States would pay for a single-payer health system, Sanders admitted nothing is for free. Someone has to pay for it, meaning every able bodied working American, not just the wealthy 1 percent.

Friday, October 27, 2017

Presidential Frustration leads to "Squirrel!"

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.


Joel Enrique Salgado wrote a piece about the paper towel throwing incident in Puerto Rico after Hurricane Maria destroyed that island in September 2017. In order to prove he was no dupe of #FakeNews himself, Joel self-described as someone who "never favored the candidacy of Donald Trump."

Every time you see the media having a diatribenous, self-righteous meltdown over a 30-second clip of Donald "The Hammer" Trump throwing paper towels or doing anything else that looks just plain stupid, evil, hateful, or negative in any way, just remember the Politically Correct Democrat RINO Socialist Fascist Commies are grooming you to look at the distraction as the real story because...

THEY ARE HIDING SOMETHING BIG.


#FakeNews
#CrunkNewsNetwork
#Squirrel!

















Thursday, October 26, 2017

Jedwin Smith: "I Am Israel" Chapter 1 Excerpt

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.


2017: Spring         

After twenty hours in the air for a trip that started in Atlanta, and included a brief Paris layover, a final stop at Ben Gurion Airport, and one restless night’s sleep following a seven-hour time difference, trust me on this: Sucking on a cup of instant coffee does not remove the cobwebs from the brain.
The following morning at 8 o’clock in the breakfast room of the Tel Aviv Dan Panorama Hotel, forcing that pigswill down my throat, I heard, “Hello. I’m Philip Haney. And you are?” My eyes cracked open. My first thought was Ah, c’mon, man. It’s way too early to be smiling. Or is it way too late? Uggh.



"I Am Israel" is the newest book from Jedwin Smith for which I serve as editor. Expected release date is Spring of 2018.

Enjoy this longer chapter excerpt.


Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Fads and Fashion and Fat...Oh, brother.

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.


I once read a book about how to pamper yourself and be all-woman all the time because I deserved it... at least so said the authors who, of course, recommended all their products as a really good way to start on that project. 


I just love the title. "A Year of Beauty and Health."

Hahaha-duh-blah-blah-blah.

A year. I made it through one day. The methods were so expensive and I was broke and 19, that the only thing I could do was shower and crawl into bed without drying off. Yep, that was one of the methods. Yes, it was written by Beverly Sassoon and her husband, Vidal. 

Money was no object for the soon-to-be-ex-wife of Vidal. Side note: My ex-husband used to work for Vidal out in California when he was first getting started. I contribute Vidal's success to how well my ex loaded his trucks. I contend that without my ex's attention to detail, product would have been mislaid and not got to distributors and retailers on time.

So you would think that Beverly could've shared some of her money later, but no, she acted like she didn't even know me. Bev has held up pretty good after all these years. I mean, her skin's crepey like a lot of old women's gets but it doesn't look like she's overdone it on the plastic surgery or anything.

Moving on from all that negative drama, when I was 22, I read a book by Adrien Arpel on how to look 10 years younger, but didn't do any of those things because I didn't want to look 12. 

Adrien does not look so good now. Lots of plastic surgery for her, so I guess her suggested methods didn't work so well after all. 

The older I got, the more practical I became, so that...


In my mid-30s I read a book about how to lose weight, but found that if I put my purse down before I got on the scale, 10 pounds came of INSTANTLY. 

Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Facebook says $100,000 in ads from Troll Farm made Hillary lose.

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.


PBS and NPR: Deaf. Facebook: Blind. Troll farms: Sneaky. Clintons: Persecuted.

You know, there was once a time I was like most folks who listened to National Public Radio. But I quit a few years back because I hate to vomit. NPR couldn't find its backside if it was attached to it.

Not to say that I haven't heard some interesting things on their program. For instance, that is where I heard the story about the Mojave Desert Phone Booth which prompted me to write a song about it. I'm sharing it here and now to let you know this great story would not have existed had I not listened to NPR.




But those inspiring stories became fewer and I got tired of waiting for more.


It became painful and a waste of my time slogging through the Politically Correct Democratic Socialist RINO Fascist Commie talking points to get to something that might be relevant to an independent-minded person such as myself.

On their website, NPR boasts of winning hundreds of awards, many from prestigious journalism blah, blah, blah, while they say of themselves: 

"On-air and online, NPR presents fact-based, independent journalism that examines and airs diverse perspectives. NPR's journalists strive for mastery of the narrative form, telling stories in ways that transport the audience to the places where news is happening and introducing the people affected."

Doesn't that just sound lofty and worthy and caring? Of course it does. But how independent can NPR be when the stories are the same as everybody else in mainstream media whose narrow world view produces narrow story lines? Which story lines, by the way, always give institutionalized evil a pass. 

...But the organization made a judgment last fall that taps into that credibility account. The decision was to take $1.8 million from the Open Society Foundations. It's funded by left-leaning billionaire financier-philanthropist George Soros, who made his fortune in hedge funds and currency speculation. 
The money is for a worthy purpose...

Of course it is, sweeties. 


See? They knew Soros was — let me chuckle a moment — left-leaning, but took the money anyway. So I went to NPR's website and searched for that worthy purpose. It is called Impact of Government, and also Impact on Government. Which, by the by, are two completely different titles. 

Supposedly they were going to have two stringers in each state that would focus on state politics that often do not get covered in the media. Here's what I found they did for $1.8 million dollars. 

And nothing since. Hey, Soros? I'll write for ROTW for that kind of money. Oh, wait. I already write for ROTW and I do it at my own expense as a Citizen Journalist. 

Now NPR is reporting that bastion of caring around the world and self-appointed watchdog of fake news, or social media giant Facebook, says that $100,000 they made selling ads on their portal to a Troll farm in Florida made Hillary lose?

And they say it with a straight face?

I'd laugh except it isn't funny.


Monday, October 23, 2017

BULLETIN: Social Media Accounts are public.

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.


An acquaintance from Bosnia is a naturalized citizen for at least 25 years. This person is horrified that DHS shall be storing information gleaned from social media accounts of holders of green cards and naturalized citizens.

My response was, "DHS has mine, too. It's all public information. Put out on the web. Where's the invasion of privacy?"

Understand this: I trust the DHS about as far as I can throw it. Especially as I learn more about it. 


But, look, if you lay your diary in the middle of a coffee shop and you invite people to come read it and interact with it, then I'm not exactly sure why you should complain if somebody takes notes on the content and studies it later.


Adam Schwartz at the Electronic Frontier Foundation, a nonprofit digital rights group based in San Francisco, said, "You have a tremendous invasion of privacy, and you have no showing that the program has done a thing to advance the safety of the people in our country."

So, DHS hasn't got enough information on the program to prove it works, and that because they don't have enough information on the efficacy of it, they shouldn't do it? Huh?

Nonprofit doublespeak makes me wonder who they are really funded by, but that doesn't mean they aren't right that abuses won't occur.



DARPA, the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency, says about themselves:

The genesis of that mission and of DARPA itself dates to the launch of Sputnik in 1957, and a commitment by the United States that, from that time forward, it would be the initiator and not the victim of strategic technological surprises. 
Working with innovators inside and outside of government, DARPA has repeatedly delivered on that mission, transforming revolutionary concepts and even seeming impossibilities into practical capabilities. 
The ultimate results have included not only game-changing military capabilities such as precision weapons and stealth technology, but also such icons of modern civilian society such as the Internet, automated voice recognition and language translation, and Global Positioning System receivers small enough to embed in myriad consumer devices.
[Paragraph breaks, italics, and bolded text in excerpt are mine.]

Law Enforcement Officers catch bad guys not because LEOs are so smart, but because bad guys are mostly stupid. If you take an ad out in the paper that you're going to rob a bank and the FBI shows up to meet you at the door, you can't exactly complain, now can you?

Sunday, October 22, 2017

"Well, thank you so very much, Mizz Liz. I did not know that Dr. Seuss was a racist SOB."

by Angela K. Durden



Top of the day to ya, good neighbors. Citizen Reporter here with her eagerly awaited and highly anticipated opinion about the quickly going-cold story of the kerfuffle involving Dr. Seuss, a self-righteous librarian, and FLOTUS.

I do not fault the news media for turning their attention elsewhere, but as they say in the news biz: Hey, if it bleeds it leads, and what with the Las Vegas story, what's a few books in comparison, right?

Still, the question is valid: Was Fox News' reporting unfair on this kerfuffle? Watch and see for yourself. Then again, MSM-outlet CBS also reported on the fact that Mizz Liz was counseled on her actions, so I don't think Fox can be called unfair.




Here's the story in a nutshell. 


School librarian Mizz Liz rejected Mizz Melania's donation of Dr. Seuss books. Mizz Melania sent a set of racist books out across the country and only Mizz Liz noticed. Of course, neither did Ol' Hill and Mizz M.O., but did Mizz Liz send them a letter of chastisement?

Oh, no! NEvah! 


Shaking her righteous finger of indignation at Mizz Melania via an open letter published here, Mizz Liz also forgot about the racist party she threw for students in 2015 featuring green eggs and ham among other breakfast items. [**Please see footnote about this open letter wherein Mizz Liz is seeking a better job by putting out her resume.]

But you know what? That's okay. Because Mizz Liz threw that racist party to teach her students two lessons and we all know the kiddies needed to learn that —

When you are a Liberal Socialist Democratic RINO Commie Fascist, you are allowed to be a hypocrite...and 


The same rules you apply to the rest of the population do not apply to you if you are a Liberal Socialist Democratic RINO Commie Fascist.


News outlets have been quick to show some parents' support of Mizz Liz's letter wherein  she schools Mizz Melania about racism and racial insensitivity, and wonders how FLOTUS dares to send books to her school because they are not needy or poor, and don' t you know they have so much money they can hire a librarian with a big fancy degree.

I will go on the record now and say this about those parents: They are idiots. However if the parents were misquoted by MSM outlets, and if the video was manipulated to show them as being in support of the Liberal Socialist Democratic RINO Commie Fascist librarian and yet they were not giving aid and succor to her, then I ask they please accept my humble apologies here and now.

Furthermore, Mizz Liz chastises Mizz Melania about how much money it cost to send these books FedEx 2nd Day Air** because, you see, Mizz Melania is a gabillionaire's wife who has no clue how to pinch a penny. Did Mizz Liz ask if FedEx donated the shipping costs? No Mizz Liz did not because Mizz Liz is a Liberal Socialist Democratic RINO Commie Fascist.

#NotAllLibrariansAreLikeThis
#SupportLibrariansWhoSupportRealFreedom




**Please be prepared to have a barf bag handy because you will hurl. It is dripping in pure righteous passive aggressive Liberal Socialist Democratic RINO Commie Fascist indignation. 



Saturday, October 21, 2017

Folks who have continued not to die say the darnedest things.

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.



I have continued not to die for quite some time now.

I could've died three times, and came very close to dying one time, but thanks to the intervention of modern medicine and doctors who knew how to properly use it, I did not die at all. As an astute reader, you know this because you are reading this article thus far and going, "Duh, Angela. Sheesh. Can you get on with your story?"

However, as someone who has continued not to die, I'm finding myself saying some of the darnedest things. Things I would never have said even a decade earlier.

When I was a wise and all-knowing nineteen, I remember telling this really old woman, "Well, if you just want to eat raw onions, you could. Mind over matter."

The old woman stared at me with what I now realize is a yuge case of déjà vu, and finally managed to whisper, "One day...one day you'll understand."

As I bit into my big old slice of onion on top of a hamburger patty between a bun, I rolled my eyes and sneered — patiently, of course, as I was wise and all-knowing. The old woman was still reeling from her déjà vu as I happily chowed down and thought, "Honestly. These old people. I'll never get like that."


I wish I was so old now: Forty seems so young.


My déjà vu moments did not arrive until recently but when they came, they came hard, tumbling one over the other in an unrelenting stream of wise and all-knowing helpful Hints & Tips O'da Day from under forty-somethings. 

I used to wonder why my beloved Awesome Aunt Number One (AANO) used to give mean, dirty looks to waitstaff. I now know why. It's because when she arrived in the restaurant they invariably said, "Hello, deeeearrr. Would you like a table?"

At the time I would think, "Oh, isn't that so sweet?" while AANO would reply to the little twit...errrr...waitstaff/host/hostess, "Just show us to a table, pleeeeez. UGGH." 

Now I, a folk who has continued not to die, am popping out with the darnedest thing when it is said to me. That's right, just like AANO I give a mean and dirty look to the waitstaff as I say Godfather-style, "Call me dear one...more...time...and you will not see a tip."

Here I am hanging out in Nashville with another folk
who has continued not to die. That's right!
I hang out with Country Artist Stars who only
wish they could write songs as well as me so, damn it,
I don't deserve to be called "DEAR!"
In case you cannot tell who is who, I am on the left, and
Keith Burns of Trick Pony is on the right.
Awesome Cousin Number One (or ACNO), who was born as if she had already not died for a long time, that is to say she was born old — thank you for waiting while I stop choking on that word — just loves to be called dear. Though she will sneer at the question about the table because, you see, ACNO was born with no patience for idiots. 

So when we go out to lunch the poor waitstaff sees two women who have continued not to die, one threatening their livelihood just because they were trying to be nice, and the other saying (just like AANO did), "Well, OF COURSE we want a table. Why else would we have come in? I mean, really —" ACNO says turning to me — "what an idiotic question. Don't they train these people any better? I'm going to call the manager over and tell him..."

"Yeah!" says I. "Call him over. Damn impertinent! That's what they are. If I was eighty-five, sure, call me dear because I would deserve it, but I am not eighty-five. Do I look eighty-five?"

"You do not," replies ACNO in a most definitive fashion like she really means it. "In fact, for your age, you look damn fine. Nobody would guess you are older than me by eight months."

"I am not older than you by eight months," I correct her. "It is only by four months. Why can't you remember that? Oh, and don't ever say to me again for your age. You got that?"

"Sorry. Got it. Won't do it again. But, oh yeah, that's right. It is four months. I was counting from February to November but I should have been counting from November to February...where are our menus? They are soooo slow. Geez. Can't they see we've been here for two minutes already and withering from hunger? You would think..."

"No customer service these days. Oh, God. Here she comes. I swear to you, ACNO, if that girl calls me dear, you're gonna have to hold me back."


Of course, there is the flip side.


Do I LOOK like a predatory cougar to you?
(You do not have to answer that if you're gonna say no.)
When I go out to eat with my son, who looks like he has continued not to die for a shorter time than I have continued not to die, waitstaff all think he's my boy toy. Yes! It is true! They think I am a cougar. I despise cougars. Cougars are predatory and I am not predatory.

But that is a story for another day.  









Thursday, October 19, 2017

Jedwin Smith: I Am Israel, Prologue Excerpt

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.


The killing started again. 
One moment Hadas Malka is sending close friends a smiling selfie, wishing them a joyous Shabbat. The next, the twenty-three-year-old Border Patrol policewoman is dropped to her knees by multiple quick and vicious knife thrusts to her neck. She had no chance to defend herself and died later that Friday evening at Jerusalem’s Hadassah University Medical Center.

Jedwin, center, with
comedian Felon O'Reilly,
and good friend Tom Whitfield





"I Am Israel" is the newest book from Jedwin Smith for which I serve as editor. Expected release date is Spring of 2018.

Enjoy this longer prologue excerpt.





Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Yes, Hollywood and Politicians knew about Weinstein the International Rapist.

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.


 
Tucker Carlson says politicians and Hollywood enabled Harvey Weinstein. 

They enabled others like him, too. Bill Cosby, for one. Woody Allen for another. 

But hey, when you're making money hand over fist and everything you touch turns to gold, folks tend to look the other way. But there comes a time when even rich international rapists can no longer hide and the enormous weight of their sins comes pouring down upon their heads like hot o
il from a castle keep. 




I've been saying it for years: Hollywood, politics, and dictatorships are simply power structures formed by predators who can't get it up any other way than bringing in violence to the equation. These people never operate in a vacuum and are always supported by lame-duck men and power hungry women.

Not about sex, but a scandal in yet another boys club nonetheless


Now, what is interesting is that in the email exchange between Sony CEO and Gates, we also learn that Gates has been asked to edit his famous show about ancestry to take out the fact that Ben Affleck's ancestors owned slaves. 



Gates, who is famously black and relishes finding out whose ancestors owned slaves, doesn't want to do the editing but feels major pressure to do so. After all, it is a — uh-oh, Angela's gonna say it — white megastar doing the asking. He asks advice of Sony CEO Michael Lynton. Big discussion ensues. Scandal erupts forcing PBS to take tighter control.












Sunday, October 15, 2017

A Man Replies to Miss Angela's Most-Excellent Dating Advice

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.


Dear Gentle Reader,

Tis not often a man replies in writing to Miss Angela. Which lack of such types of manly action spawned Miss Angela's Most-Excellent Old-Fashioned Yet Modern Advice for Men on Asking a Woman for a Date column in the first place. 

As you can see with this photographic proof, such a reply did come and it came within four hours of her sharing that column on Facebook.


Miss Angela shall break down the man's reply for her gentle readers. 



The Man: Maybe Mizz Angela shouldn’t be so quick to walk away, laughing.



Miss Angela: As you can tell, The Man has a problem, not with the walking away, but with the laughing while doing it. We know the laughing is the part he is most upset about because at the end he emphasizes the word laughing setting it off by itself with a comma. This tells Miss Angela that The Man is used to being walked away from. 


The Man: See, the guy who might have some real interest is going to be patient, and really gauge the situation.


Miss Angela: They don't call this The War Between the Sexes for no good reason. The man needs to understand that this is war. This war consists of full-scale planned battles that end with marriage and kids and mortgages, when younger, or when expecting ill-health, the search for and acquisition of a nurse and/or a purse. 

For others, this war is also made up of episodes of irregular and unpremeditated fighting — skirmishes, if you will, or dates — whose sole purpose is to spend some pleasant time in an activity upon which they both agree. During this time the man may seem to be engaging in witty conversation for witty conversation's sake. This is merely a ruse, a ploy, a misdirection because the man is usually trying to figure out what it will take to get the woman to peel off her panties while he is in the same room. 

Any man who says otherwise is flat-out lying. 

Further, do not mistake patience with hesitation. Patience is a deliberate action taken upon assessing the need for slowing down. Hesitation comes from being unsure of what next to do. 

It is this unsure hesitation that chaps the female boohiney. In the trenches, one does not want to be beside someone searching for his ammo or asking to borrow yours.  


The Man: To a man, time is valuable, and not to be wasted on trollops and foolishness.


Miss Angela: In this statement, Miss Angela sees so many opportunities to get snarky. But Miss Angela is a lady, a gentlewoman, and will not resort to such as that. She will say, though, that her vast experience with watching who men choose is just the opposite. 

Men like foolishness and adore trollops. 

Why is that? Simple. Based upon the concepts of the path of least resistance and water will find its own level, it takes a lot less work to impress such a female, and it is almost a certainty there will be no effort on his part to peel those panties and get to the goodies. 

If he can convince her it is all her idea then the better for him. He might employ such phrases as "I believe all women are strong" or "I'm a committed feminist." Females who do not fall for those lines from a man usually wear pussy hats and wear pasties in public while daring misogynists with badges to arrest her, or are women who never looked to social-engineering programs to give her strength in the first place. 

The Man: Now, Mr. Fast Hand will come right on out with the invite, because it’s a numbers game, and rejection is just a part of it.


Miss Angela: Dear Heavenly Father, give Miss Angela strength! Does The Man not know that rejection is part of every man's experience whether he hesitates like the wimp he is or puts the whang-dang-doo-whoppy on the woman if he's a "Mr. Fast Hand"?

Does The Man truly believe that at any time it isn't a numbers game for any man or woman? He must because his statement implies that it isn't a numbers game for the man with patience. 

Bull. Crap. 

Miss Angela apologizes for the use of such crude language, but she will explain that this two-word reply is the shorter version of what she first uttered, and which is unprintable, and thus the better choice. 


The Man: The real man will be sure that both of you know the answer, before he asks the question.


Miss Angela: *&%# !+ ^@ $$$*%.  Which is why men prefer foolishness and trollops. 

Miss Angela can tell you, Dear Gentle Reader, that when it comes to men, there is no play book. She has been patient — and thus tortured. She has come out directly: "If you're looking for [fill in category here], that's not me." — and been called a ball-breaking bitch. 

In all cases, these men end up with foolishness and trollops. How does Miss Angela know this? Because Miss Angela sees the men again and they say, "Oh, Miss Angela, why oh why do I keep picking foolishness and trollops? Miss Angela, do you know what she did?"

To which Miss Angela replies, "Spent all your money, beat up your ego, then said goodbye?" 

To which the men say, "How did you know?"

Such laments are usually followed up with, "If you knew she was going to use me and abuse me —" and here is where it gets amusing for Miss Angela — "why didn't you say something and stop me?" 

Miss Angela has often replied, "Look, if giving away all your money is what you wanted to do, why didn't you give it to me by investing in my SaaS that will protect and defend intellectual property rights for creatives? At least that loss would be tax deductible."

Anyway, it's not like Miss Angela has that power. But even if Miss Angela did, she wants a real man. One who can think for himself. One who is responsible for himself.

One who doesn't blame Miss Angela for all his troubles and that's all Miss Angela is going to say about that. 

Saturday, October 14, 2017

Miss Angela's Most-Excellent Old-Fashioned Yet Modern Advice for Men on Asking a Woman for a Date

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.


I own a one-and-one condo in a small community. We are so small we have only one dumpster. This dumpster is at the very back of the community which has not stopped total strangers from sneaking in during the middle of the night and quickly dumping their old damn sofas and dishwashers.

Right now you're asking yourself, "What in the hell? What has dumpster misuse got to do with getting excellent advice on dating? Why, oh why, does Miss Angela always have to take the long way 'round?"

Whoa there, big boy. I sure hope you aren't a wham-bam-see-ya-later kind of man. I mean, if you're already rushing Miss Angela to get to the point then let Miss Angela give you the first bit of advice.


Miss Angela's First Bit of Advice by way of Conway Twitty


Granted, quickies have their place and there ain't no denying it. But honey, please understand you must not jump out of the gate with that mindset. Women like the long game and I mean that with every bit of double entendre you can imagine. Learn to play that long game properly and then and only then will quickies pack the punch for everybody involved. 

Just ask Conway. I mean, the man knows, right?



Which brings us to Miss Angela's second bit of advice and which will nicely tie up the dumpster story.


Stop torturing the women.


So somebody snuck in again and donated yet another damn sofa and dishwasher to our community and Miss Angela said, "I'm sick of busting up sofas. I shall tell the management company to send somebody out here to haul this sh*t off because Miss Angela ain't being paid for doing this, damn it." 

And so Miss Angela did, and the management company sent out "Jerry", not his real name. Miss Angela promises that is not his real name because Miss Angela would never publicly humiliate a man using his real name. She will always give him an alias before she delivers said humiliation because Miss Angela is a lady and a gentlewoman though she has been called a ball-busting bitch, but that title simply says more about the man than her.  

Anyway, "Jerry" shows up and Miss Angela goes out to oversee the project because, after all, Miss Angela is picky about how her condo association's money gets spent and she wants to make sure this "Jerry" fellow gets it done proper without wasting any of her money. 

"Jerry" is properly impressed with Miss Angela's performance in helping and overseeing the removal of the junk. That is to say, he was not too put off with her bossi-...errrr...eager helpfulness. Miss Angela knows this because "Jerry" gets that twinkle of interest in his eyes and begins to dig for information.

Jerry: Sooo, now, Mizz Angela, why isn't your husband out here helping you with this project? [You will notice the use of the married Mizz to denote that he really, really, really wants her to believe that he believes she is married, and that he is not, in point of fact, attempting to woo her.]

Miss Angela [thinking Jerry is cute and wanting to give him an opportunity to get to the point]: I don't have a husband.

Jerry [Ding! Ding! Ding!]: Then why isn't your boyfriend helping you?

Miss Angela: I don't have a boyfriend.

[Ring-a-ding-ding! Feeling quite happy he has gotten the information he wanted, that is, Miss Angela is ripe for the plucking, he proceeds to drag the process out even more] 
Jerry: Well, why in the hell not?

Miss Angela: Why in the hell not what?

Jerry: Why in the hell don't they ask to be your boyfriend?

Miss Angela: Because they are skeert. 

Miss Angela then proceeds to walk away as Jerry hollers after her: Well, they are just stupid. 

Miss Angela: [Laughing and walking.]

Jerry: [Blinking. Thinking. Not coming up with anything. And now Miss Angela is gone.]


See? Torture. Which brings us to the last bit of advice.  

If you want to know something specific, just ask.


The above conversation is not unique to "Jerry" as Miss Angela has had this exact same conversation a minimum of 279 times since she got divorced and with each and every one Miss Angela wants to scream and say, "Why don't you just ask if Miss Angela wants to go out and have a meal and a chat?"

See? Boom. The answer would be "Sure, but I don't want a full-time boyfriend" and the man could then have the option of setting up a date and time or walking away. In each case, everybody could get on with their lives and Miss Angela would not be tortured and can get back to doing what Miss Angela does without worrying about some poor fellow's ego. 

Time savings, people. We aren't getting any younger, you know. It's not like this is a brand new process in the history of men and women. 


Bonus final thoughts from Miss Angela. 


Miss Angela wants you to know that she does not hate men. But just as water finds its own level, she feels the men's responses — and even their lack of response, follow thru, and follow up — is a vetting process in and of itself. That is, most men take themselves out of the running and Miss Angela doesn't have to do anything at all but stand there and look pretty.

So, maybe Miss Angela's Most-Excellent Old-Fashioned Yet Modern Advice for Men on Asking a Woman for a Date isn't so good after all. Maybe everything is working just fine. 

As you were. 

Thursday, October 12, 2017

Have you ever noticed...? A couple of thoughts on #CrunkNewsNetwork and Other MSM

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.


Angela puts on her Andy Rooney persona this morning with —

"Have you ever noticed that #CrunkNewsNetwork and MSM cannot make up their minds?"



For instance, the NYT reported on a new poll conducted by a company I've never heard of  which said that the vast majority of people who do not know that Puerto Ricans are U.S. citizens are, in point of fact, those who have come through the education system built by Liberal Democrat Socialists.

Those over 65 — that is, those who did not get 16 years of Liberal Democrat Socialist education in the Federal Government Reeducation Camps — knew it.

So they have this article decrying the lack of education of a group who is getting that education from what they always point out are the finest minds in the universe.

You can't make this stuff up, folks.

However, I tend to believe Morning Star in this instance because I did some research and discovered that news outlets I have found to consistently hover in the center or the balance scale also trusts them.

So even the Liberal Democrat Socialist are using fair and balanced polls to make my case for me: Liberal Democrat Socialist education sucks.

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

The Real Story behind Marshall "Eminem" Mathers BET anti-Trump rant.

by Angela K. Durden
Technology inventor protecting creator's copyrights. Business writer, novelist, songwriter, and Citizen Journalist.


Marshall Bruce Mathers III, artist name Eminem, is now as relevant as The Fonz. Running out of show ideas, the writers of Happy Days thought it would be super cool to show just how super cool Arthur Herbert Fonzarelli was and had him jump a shark. You remember the episode, right? Here it is. In any case, Happy Days was over and Fonzi was now an enduring snarky joke. 




However, Eminem did more than show his social irrelevance on the BET awards show, he showed his true colors with the ultimate put down of Blacks in this country.

Here's The Real Story


It happened that the Now-Irrelevant Artist (henceforth known as NIA), surrounded himself with young black men and proceeded to pull out a free-style anti-Trump harangue. In yet another case of out-of-touch writers and producers wanting to show what super cool looks like, the rant was only on TV and is only getting shared because it was such a bad example of Angry White Privilege looking for free column inches as has been seen in recent history.

An actor NIA is not. He almost couldn't keep a straight face. He kept having to turn his back to the camera so that nobody could see his glee in getting free column inches that would save him a ton of money.

Here is the tweet BET shared. I couldn't watch it all in one sitting, and I definitely will not here repeat his words and bore you. NIA didn't say anything new. It's obvious he received talking points from the Politically Correct Democratic Socialist Fascist Commie Committee — through a cutout, of course.

Watch if you will. Watch if you can. Be ready to wipe away laughter-induced snot bubbles.




Setting the performance in that most original of gritty urban environments, a stark-white cement parking garage, I noticed that the only thing NIA allowed the Little Black Boys to do was wear suitably outraged expressions. I don't think NIA's homage to The Motor City's history worked so well, either. The backdrop of classic cars screamed "gang bang." Like Detroit needs that message spread some more.

Still, the set pieces, or Little Black Boys, were only good enough to be used to prove NIA is the new version of a benevolent plantation owner who cares about his slaves. They weren't such good actors either: Each outraged sneer looked like they were pretending, at best, and confused, at worst.

I hope they got paid more than scale, even if that pay was off the books. You know. Like a tip or end-of-year bonus boss will slip you with a "Go have yeesef some fun.Don't tell ya ol' lady."

That's right: The young men behind him were stereotyped in the extreme. 


NIA used that stereotype to inflame viewers for the crassest of reasons: He's too cheap to pay for advertising so he's getting lots of people to talk about it and share it.

Which is how I found out about NIA's recent advertising campaign. A business associate of mine, who met me out at the Joe Gransden Jazz Jam last night, sent me a tweet notification she got causing her to say "Oh, that Marshall", and me to say "Marshall who?"


Am I talking smack to NIA? 


Will NIA want to slap me in the mouth? Will he rattle legal sabers? Nah. NIA does not know I exist; and you can't get blood from a turnip so there goes the lawsuit. Besides, he probably just wants me to spell his name correctly in my column. His daughter might try to fight me because you know how it is with little white girls and their plantation-owner daddies.

Whatever. All I can tell you is this: There is nothing worse than an aging racist who is also irrelevant and cheap.

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