Technology is not the problem.

Angela the Curmudgeon

by Angela K. Durden
The Most Brilliant Woman in the World

There I was. Nothing better to do than scroll through one of the biggest time-wasters on the planet when I saw a woman post a diatribe against all social media and cell phones.

She ranted. She raved. She did everything except make a sign and march in the streets. Oh, the evil she called down upon the heads of technology providers because they were making her and millions and millions and gabillions more waste their time.

Didn't they know she had better things to do?

Rant! Rave! Aaargh!

I almost replied to her, but then realized anything I would put on her timeline would make a little notification show up that she had been replied to, at which point the woman would've wasted more of her time by going to read what I wrote.

I did not want to add sorrow to the woman's troubles, therefore, I resisted making any remark that would have brilliantly shown up my curmudgeonly side and metaphorically put the verbal beat down on her.

Still, her remark got me to thinking. Don't you find it quite interesting that people will complain about a technology that is wasting their time as if it is the technology's fault time is being wasted instead of their own lack of self-control? I do.

And there are a bunch of these curmud-...errr...I mean people. Some of who claim loud and long on their time-waster of choice claim to be Conservatives. I believe them to be posers, P-HWPCDLRSFC* wolves in sheep's clothing because nobody who is really a conservative ever blames anybody else for their own lack of self control.

It just isn't done, son.

Citizen Journalist.  Novelist. Author of other stuff. 

Business writer.  Songwriter.  Protecting creator's copyrights. 

* P-HWPCDLRSFC is Pussy-Hat Wearing Politically Correct Democrat Liberal RINO Socialist Fascist Commies

The Late Great Doug Fieger: Baby Talks Dirty

Eric Clapton - Blues Power (Johnny Cash Show Outtake - Audio Only)

Of cats and girlfriends and Queens.

Neither Snickers Bar nor
Mars, Incorporated,
have paid Angela
for her endorsement...
and that is a frickin',
cryin' shame.

by Angela K. Durden
The Most Brilliant Woman in the World
Poet-in-Residence. Goddess by the microphone.
And Queen of all she surveys. 


I have this friend, see. He's a widower and had two cats. I say had because one died. The one that died was a great cat. For me, a non-cat lover, to say that truly means something. What made the cat great? Easy answer.

He recognized I was the Queen. Yes, Queen with a Capital Q. I was the only human he never kicked out of his chair. My friend could not believe it. That was one smart cat; he was also comfortable in his own skin, so to speak. No ego with that handsome feline.

I was with him when he died. Strokes. Not pretty.

After Cat 1 died, Cat 2 now decided she was ruling monarch. The problem with deciding one is a ruling monarch and actually being one is that the latter is a fact and nothing on earth can change that, while deciding to be is a solely personal opinion.

So, Cat 2 decided to be, but Queen Angela was — and Cat 2 knows it. Which drives her crazy.

When Cat 1 was still with us, Cat 2 used to suck up to Queen Angela with purrs and invitations for petting because she knew I preferred him over her.

But Cat 2's jealousies of my actual monarchness drove her mad. Night and day, Cat 2 was tortured by her lack of monarchy. She would end up biting or scratching so that finally Queen Angela did not acknowledge Cat 2's approach as she begged for royal favor.

After Cat 1 died, Cat 2 assumed the crown would pass to her. Then I walked into the house and she was furious. Each time I enter, Cat 2 lets me know immediately she hates my guts and wishes I would die. Throwing death rays at me (they always miss or bounce off), she runs and hides. What makes it worse is that I don't care what she thought before Cat 1 died, and I don't care what she thinks now.

As a real monarch does, right?

My friend thought it was all quite amusing. Then he got a girlfriend. Girlfriend 1 (oh, you know where this is going) threw death rays at me, too, though he was mostly at her house so I didn't have to see that very often. That lasted 18 months, then she was gone.

Then along came Girlfriend 2 who eventually moved in. Here is where the story really gets funny. She is a P-HWPCDLRSFC* , and how! She is mad her boyfriend has a non P-HWPCDLRSFC female friend. Especially one as awesome as me. But as he told me one day, "Angela, girlfriends come and go, but monarchs are forever."

See? My friend was like Cat 1. No ego. Accepting of facts. Girlfriend 2, on the other hand, is like Cat 2; that was brought home to me the other day when I went over to take something to my friend. I'm handing the thing to my friend and we are talking about it when, out of the corner of my eye, I see scurrying and I thought, "That scurry is too big to be Cat 2."

Sure enough, it wasn't. Girlfriend 2 was running out of the room. She didn't want to see me. She didn't want to talk to me. But, you know, a monarch's got to have her fun every now and then, so of course I hollered, "Hey! How are ya?" And just like Cat 2 does when I mess with it, Girlfriend 2 stopped, twirled, and backed out of the room.

Throwing death rays that missed.

I didn't care. Still don't. 

Citizen Journalist.  Novelist. Author of other stuff. 

Business writer.  Songwriter.  Protecting creator's copyrights. 

* P-HWPCDLRSFC is Pussy-Hat Wearing Politically Correct Democrat Liberal RINO Socialist Fascist Commies

Hashtag Wars: Big Brother Saves the Day!

At it again...all for you. 

by Angela K. Durden
The Most Brilliant Woman in the World

Acccording to Big Brother's Food and Drug Administration commissioner Scott Gottlieb:

— If a hashtag mentions opioids, sales will accrue.

— Social Media Tech Giants (SMTG) are part of the opioid pipeline.

Scott Gottlieb,
FDA commisioner

And what is Mr. Gottlieb's two-pronged solution to the opioid crisis? 

One: It is to require SMTGs to stop drug pushers.

Two: It is to invite SMTG CEOs from Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and Reddit to attend a summit wherein a plan will be laid out to stop the latest crisis in the never-ending but stupid war on drugs. 

Typical Big Gubment solutions, wouldn't you agree? Don't go after the pushers, go after the roads they drive on. What kind of idiocy is this?

But they will acquiesce and make nice at Gottlieb's most very important garden party...especially after Facebook's giant meltdown over sales of user information to Ol' Hill's competition and Twitter's big but failing effort to get her elected by suppressing negative hashtags against her.

Assuming their houses were built on rock, these SMTGs built houses of cards on sand. They got the big heads about their role in social justice and societal engineering. They lied and misrepresented themselves to users while quietly stealing from them. And now two stiff winds are blowing and their houses are shaking.

Stiff wind number one is Big Gubment asking their dutiful dupes to take on a larger role in policing the world. 

Stiff wind number two are other social media tech companies who have been patiently waiting in the wings. One of those is a company called MeWe.com*. What do you think about their Bill of Rights?

Can the company deliver? I don't know. Because here are a few other things they have to say about their terms of service:

• Violate any law or regulation. 

[Angela: Too open-ended. Any law? What if that law is itself unlawful?]

• Send unsolicited or unauthorized advertising or commercial communications, such as spam. 

[Angela: One man's spam is another man's self-promotion. Again with the open-ended?]

• Use automated methods to use the Site or Services. 

[Angela: I am checking with CoSchedule.com to see if this applies to them.]

• Post unlawful, harmful, obscene, or pornographic content. 

[Angela: Who decides the status of these things?]

• Post content that is hateful, threatening, harmful, incites violence; or contains graphic or gratuitous violence. 

[Angela: They have obviously never met a Radical Feminist or a P-HWPCDLRSFC**.]

• Post content you do not have the right to transmit. 

[Angela: What about YouTube videos and other content like memes or images used in satire or comedy?]

• Post content that infringes on trademarks or copyrights. 

[Angela: What denotes infringement here?]

See what I mean? Look, if all of this is CYA language that will keep them from being sued, then okay, I get it. But if MeWe.com is saying they are different, what's with the broad strokes here? 

* As of today, Sunday morning April 8 in the year of our Lord 2018, I'm testing this site. Here is the link to my profile: mewe.com/i/angela.durden. Tell me what you think about it.


** P-HWPCDLRSFC is Pussy-Hat Wearing Politically Correct Democrat Liberal RINO Socialist Fascist Commies

Charlton Heston: Monsters begin by confiscating private arms.

by Angela K. Durden
The Most Brilliant Woman in the World

Charlton Heston: A quiet authority born of experience.

Charlton Heston, actor, died in 2008 at the age of 84. He saw the world's governments up close and personal as he traveled it for his job. He lived through the rise of Nazis, Socialism, and Fascism around the world and saw the deliberate tactics of inhuman dictators. He saw a rise of those things in the U.S. as attempts were made to destroy constitutional freedoms.

Because Mr. Heston remembered the history he lived through, he had no truck with these people who — through force of law, lies, bribery, and intimidation — dumped onto the U.S. citizenry an order of belief and action they did not like, did not want, and did not vote for.

Given all that, this is what Mr. Heston had to say to the National Press Club after he accepted the leadership position in the NRA:

“I say that the Second Amendment is, in order of importance, the first amendment. It is America’s First Freedom, the one right that protects all the others. Among freedom of speech, of the press, of religion, of assembly, of redress of grievances, it is the first among equals. It alone offers the absolute capacity to live without fear. The right to keep and bear arms is the one right that allows ‘rights’ to exist at all. 

“Hitler, Mussolini, Stalin, Mao, Idi Amin, Castro, Pol Pot. All these monsters began by confiscating private arms, then literally soaking the earth with the blood of tens and tens of millions of their people. Ah, the joys of gun control!

“There can be no free speech, no freedom of the press, no freedom to protest, no freedom to worship your god, no freedom to speak your mind, no freedom from fear, no freedom for your children and for theirs, for anybody, anywhere, without the Second Amendment freedom to fight for it.”

I rarely sit in front of the computer and watch a video. So that I did means you will not be sorry when you watch it. Please use THIS LINK to watch the entire video. 

Ted Koppel: Where's your pussy hat?

At it again...all for you. 

by Angela K. Durden
The Most Brilliant Woman in the World

Ted Koppel. The most-famous retired host of ABC's long-running news show Nightline and 42-year employee of the same network. A grand master of the subtle eyebrow twitch from which his opinion flows from on high. A man who said "the media is clearly on the side of more gun control" and wondered how it was, with that supreme knowledge, Congress still managed not to destroy the NRA with legislation.

Yes, that same man who famously told Sean Hannity he was bad for America, explaining further, "You are very good at what you do. You have attracted people who are determined that ideology is more important than facts."


Ted's not the most famous P-HWPCDLRSFC* in the country, but he's still spewing FLOTSAM* as fact. I wonder. Did Ted cry when Ol' Hill lost? Frankly, he was probably secretly relieved. But he'd never come out and say that publicly because it would be against the party line.

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Business writer.  Songwriter.  Protecting creator's copyrights. 

* P-HWPCDLRSFC is Pussy-Hat Wearing Politically Correct Democrat Liberal RINO Socialist Fascist Commies
*** FLOTSAM: For Liberal Opinion That is Serious and Actually Matters

So overwhelmed...PuhLEEZE, give me a break.

Angela the Anonymous.

by Angela K. Durden
The Most Brilliant Woman in the World

I've only had one birthday party in my life, and who was invited as a special guest of my pedophile stepfather? A pedophile friend of his who proceeded to act inappropriately toward me during the party. And who, a few nights later, managed to sneak into the house and into into my room proceeding to try to do what pedophiles do when my stepfather caught him and a struggle ensued.

Anyway, no, I am not complaining about the lack of birthday parties. I never liked the whole idea of celebrating my birth anyway and did not know why one was thrust upon me when I turned nine. I've consciously avoided having a party in which I am the focus of attention. I don't like it.

If the attention is to be on me, I want it to be because of something I'm doing, like performing. I want tickets or books to sell and applause to ring out because of a talent that I worked hard to hone, not because of the accident of my birth.

Which brings me to why I am writing this column. It's all those people on Facebook who say the same thing.

"I am so overwhelmed at all the birthday wishes from all of you..."

BLAH, BLAH, BLAH. PuhLEEZE, give me a break. First of all, is this a sneaky Facebook algorithm run amuck? Or are they conducting a social experiment by showing these thank you posts and measuring response rates? Hmmmm...

Look, I've known many writers in my lifetime. I've studied the written word of geniuses and those who could rightly be described as not the sharpest knife in the drawer and one thing always holds true: Original writings never are the same.

So, after years of reading "I am so overwhelmed at all the birthday wishes from all of you...", yeah, I start smelling something nasty.

But let's just say that somehow millions of people are writing the exact same words. Okay? Pictured that in your mind? Then the question I have to ask is this:

Are they all mindless drones? 

If yes, then Lord help us.

Citizen Journalist.  Novelist. Author of other stuff. 

Business writer.  Songwriter.  Protecting creator's copyrights. 

A Jazz Jam Study — One

by Angela K. Durden

YouTube shooting: Was Aerosmith prophets? You decide.

No, Angela is not a dude.
If you have to ask,
you ain't a man.

by Angela K. Durden
The Most Brilliant Woman in the World

Then she whipped out a gun.

And tried to blow me away.

So never judge a book by its cover.

Or who you gonna love by your lover.

Lord, imagine my surprise.

Dude looks like a lady.

Thomas Sowell: Biggest mess ups brought to you by Experts

At it again...all for you. 

by Angela K. Durden
The Most Brilliant Woman in the World
Citizen Journalist.  Novelist. Author of other stuff. 
Business writer.  Songwriter.  Protecting creator's copyrights. 

I love Thomas Sowell. In 2001, Mr. Sowell wrote a book called "The Einstein Syndrome: Bright Children Who Talk Late," to which Your Citizen Journalist contributed a short bit.

How it came about was this: Sowell wrote an article in Forbes about the subject of teachers diagnosing late-talking children with various maladies in a rush to label and medicate them so they could be fixed.

I had had a similar experience with my son. Only with my intense persistence toward a well-meaning but wrong teacher was I able to keep my son from being labeled, tested, and medicated. As I said to the teacher at the time, "He's just like his daddy. Trust me. He'll talk when he's ready."

Mr. Thomas Sowell,
Hoover Institute.

One day I showed up at school and the teacher met me at the door. She said, "What did you do? He won't shut up now?" She also said, and this is important, "I won't be in such a rush from now on."

I wrote Mr. Sowell about that experience. He wrote back asking for permission to use it in his book. Of course I granted permission. Months later I got an autographed copy of the book in the mail with a nice thank you note.

However, this post is not about that book or my brilliant piece included in it that, I am positive, made it into the best seller that it became. (You see me winking, right?)

This post shares an interview of Mr. Sowell on the subject of The Arrogance of Intellectuals. Enjoy.

Happy Birthday, Jack Webb: April 2, 1920 - December 23, 1982

Dark and Weary World

The Ballad of Eddie Mullet

Tequila: Getting carefree, temporantly.

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

A friend of mine put out several Bazefook posts one day that had several people worried until he came out with this brilliant color block that let everybody know he was — as we say down here in the Deep South — havin' hisself a lil' fu-unn at our expense.

He's such a fun guy.

That's when I made the decision to jump on board his wagon of wit and replied, "If sugar-and worry-free is what you are after, a body will surely like Tequila."

My friend gave me a thumbs-up. Or was it a laughy face emoji? Doesn't matter, I was positive he liked my post and my day was made.

Did you know that tequila has sugar in it, but that particular sugar is not anything the body recognizes? It's true. I researched it. That means that while you can get drunk off the stuff should you over imbibe, it won't mess up your blood sugar count. This is a win/win (or it is win-win?) for those with blood sugar problems like diabetes or hypoglycemia.

But if you use it temporantly, tequila can surely bring you a feeling of freeness from worry and care while not adding to any additional reasons for worry and care such as killing somebody while driving drunk, getting preggers, or having someone surprise you with a DNA test to determine if you be the baby daddy.

Temporantly is not a word you will find in the dictionary yet. But I, as The Most Brilliant Woman in the World, will be credited in about twenty-five years when the panels meet as they decide which new words should go in the dictionary.

Temporantly will soon be used by speechwriters for presidents of nations. The first president to use the word will be a Conservative, Republican, Libertarian, or whatever party exists at that time representing the middle of the road. That president will have fun made of him by P-HWPCDLRSFC*.

The press secretary will bring out a dictionary and read the word and definition, but will that shut up the P-HWPCDLRSFC? It will not. They will be highly offended, but won't be able to say why other than, "He's evil."

By the by, how do you spell potato?



*P-HWPCDLRSFC = Pussy-Hat Wearing Politically Correct Democrat Liberal Socialist Fascist Commie