Signs and Symbols

Welcome back!

I thought I would try to lighten up, maybe even brighten up the mood a bit today.  I do have plenty more Kinky Fuckeries and Building A Better Bloggers ready to go, but I am waiting for a free boob and a day or two to pass before hitting you with either one.  You can figure out which series the boob is going into.  Before anyone jumps up to offer their boob, free or otherwise, I have a specific image in mind so unless you can bring that boob to me hold off (crossing fingers hoping boobs show up at doorstep).

FlaggI said that I would be owning my mature status and I have.  I created this little emblem or badge to go where my text about being a Mature Site goes now (no idea why it came out black and white, when I get a color one I will post that as well).  I admit that my badge is a bit amateurish, but I am not a graphic artist nor do I have to tools to do much better right now.  Maybe this badge will show up elsewhere like on other mature-themed blogs.  If nothing else, I will wave my mature flag proud for all who arrive here to see.

Life of a Lover Girl created her own Share A Thought list to connect mature-themed bloggers to one another. She has noticed results after one day. That, to me, is a very positive sign.  Something I have noticed on my blog is a lot more in-bound and out-bound traffic to other blogs since this started.  Keep it up is all I have to say.  The more that we communicate, the better case can be made that we exist, we have needs, and that we are not going to idly wait.  Plus the more fun can be had.

A question was asked of me if I planned on moving my blog.  I do not.  My blog is not being shut down and I do agree with the mature flag so I have no reason to pack up and move.  More importantly, if I packed up and moved I would be leaving a neighborhood where I feel very comfortable, surrounded by people who I like, respect, consider friends, and would miss a lot.  That I am off the WordPress public grid only means to me that I live in an exclusive neighborhood. :)

Finally, it has been a while since I have seen any blog awards specifically aimed at mature themed blogs rolling around.  No lie.  I thought I would violate protocol and social convention by starting the ball rolling again with the very first blog award I ever received from Ten Years In (glad you are back by the way).  Personally I enjoy getting awards, they put a smile on my face.  They let me know that someone or multiple someone’s appreciate me or my writing. That is why I always participate in any award.

I understand that some people don’t like the hassle of having to follow award rules.  So with that as my preamble I am awarding (not nominating :) ) the Sexy Blogger or BILF as I prefer award to some people to get the ball rolling, put some smiles on faces, and because I think us mature themed blogs should do more fun stuff with each other (read that how you will…see boob topic above). :)

BILF AwardHere are MY suggested rules * for the BILF Award”

  1. Thank the blogger that awarded you and if you like, post this most cool award in your post.
  2. Post 5 sexy suggestions for other bloggers to do, try, or think about.
  3. Post a link to your sexiest blog post and why you think it is your sexiest blog.
  4. Nominate 5 other sexy bloggers and Let your nominees know they’re sexy.

Now since I am starting the ball rolling I award the following 5 bloggers.  Lets see what they do with it.

Temperature’s Rising

Kdaddy23

Suburban Domme

SassySarah

Seattlepolychick

And there you go some news, some fun, some thanks, some letting you know how I feel, a flag for you to fly and an award to have fun with.

* Notice I said suggested rules.  If you would like to accept your award in a different way please do so.  :)

Share and Share A Like

Today’s discovery of being banned, censored, or shoved off to a little side bar of WordPress reinforced something that I have been thinking about doing.  Something I think those bloggers who do choose to write about sex should be doing more of which is communicating and sharing with each other.  I’m not saying that there has to be one happy family.  I am not stupid.  There are however, more than enough of us that can behave in a mature, responsible, and civil manner towards one another.  Respect is the word I like to use.

To that end I have done something that I have not done to this point, there is now a link list of blogs that I read, mostly sex or sexual in nature.  These are bloggers who I read everything they write.  I respect their views, even if I don’t always understand or agree with them.  My list is far from complete.  I know this.  If you have suggestions for my link list speak up.  I am more than willing to look at other blogs and add them to my list.

I encourage other bloggers to create their own link list, if they haven’t, I know I am late to the party.  I encourage bloggers who write about sex to continue to communicate with other bloggers.  Visit other sites.  Comment, like, and follow if you like what you read.  Let them know that you liked what you read.  If WordPress wants to shove us off into the corner then we should make that corner as comfortable as possible for us and everyone else who gets shoved over here.

Perhaps if we can demonstrate that we have something to say, something that shouldn’t be hidden, and that we are more than just sex maybe, just maybe WordPress will do something for us.  Such as create an area where we have our own Reader and instead of having to label our blogs as mature WordPress will have people verify their age.  A gate so to speak, a mature gate.

I am fine with being labeled a mature writer.

I am mature.

I do write about topics that children and young adults should not have access to without adult supervision.

But damn it instead of trying to hide what I and others write which only makes the subject matter more taboo and mysterious than the subject really is, give us our own place.

I don’t know if anyone from WordPress is listening, but this would be great PR for them.  This would be a good business decision for them.  There are more than enough sex writers to justify what I am suggesting.

I know I am an optimist, a dreamer, or delusional-your choice.

But I refuse to be shoved off into a corner especially when I have made many friends and have read many wonder posts and found that I am not the only blogger trying to provide a valuable service-openly talk about sex.

Where Do I Get To Vent: Maturity Test

I know I have said this before and I will keep saying this until something happens that changes the situation.  If that something is me coming to power via elections or this society at large waking up, taking a look around, and coming to the realization that there are indeed many problems that not only can be fixed, but should be fixed.   I don’t know when, where, or how no longer teaching children how to behave in public became in vogue, but I would appreciate it very much if parents FIRST would take responsibility for the rearing of their children.  To teach them first and foremost how to behave as adults before sending them off to school to learn how to think.

Long before that 18-year old is sent off to college, where they most likely do not belong or need to go, that 18-year old should know how to behave as an adult.   They should not be sent off to college with the expectation that they will learn how to behave as an adult.  That is a false expectation and one that is most certainly dooming a generation or more of society.  Wonder why young people behave like asshats and fucktards in public?  Do not say to me, because that is how they are or they will learn.  No, they should have learned before leaving the house how to behave in public.  They most definitely should have learned how to respect others.  Expecting that they will learn while away for the first time in their life when surrounded by others who are also away for the first time is misguided at best.

Perhaps this is an older me looking at young people from the distance of age, but I don’t think so.  Perhaps the problem is that Ferris State willingly accepts the lowest common denominator regardless of if they are ready for college, but only because they have some sort of financial support to pay for college.  Here is what I know from experience; when I was in my 18 to 22′s and in college if you disrespected a professor in their class-talking, computer use, being an ass you were first asked to leave by one of the students.  Then asked to leave by the professor.  If you returned and your behavior continued you met with the professor.  If your behavior continued you were told to stay away from the class.   Lest you think this is just a “me” thing, I have talked to transfer students, older students, and professors, I am not witnessing something random.  Times were indeed different even ten-years ago.

Here at Ferris, in class, I have witnessed multiple students talking so loud and often that the professor has tell them to shush, other students have, but they have not been told to leave.  I have witnessed a student blowing bubbles, yes complete with bubble wand, in the middle of class. I have witnessed more Facebooking, Twittering, and even shoe shopping than you would ever think you see in the middle of a class session.  I have witnessed and called out students for these behaviors, and even caught a couple cheating on their last quiz.  Suffice to say the immature behavior ceases when called out, but returns the next class.

While I understand the emphasis on testing to show that you know enough and are proficient enough to get into college I propose that a new test be instituted and soon.  A maturity test.  This test is given from grade school to middle school to high school and immediately upon graduation from high school.  If you fail at any level you have the summer to learn what civic, social, and people skills necessary to take the test before the next school year.  Failure, you are kept behind.  I don’t care how smart you are.  If you cannot behave in public you have not learned everything necessary.   The maturity test would be especially important for entrance to a college.  Colleges would go back to the days when they didn’t teach you the basics, but taught you how to think, the higher level skills, and most importantly no longer were expected to teach you how to be an adult.  Colleges could stop accepting everyone, trade schools could flourish and a whole new era of education and social living could exist if and only if an emphasis was placed upon teaching our children how to behave as adults and what society not only expects but NEEDS to survive and flourish at HOME first, then out in the world, and using the schools to reinforce those lessons NOT teach them.

I don’t know if the professors here can’t do anything, such as kick the immature students out of class or if the professors have given up.  I don’t believe that all of the professors have given up; instead I wonder if they accept the behavior here because they have to have butts in the seats for funding purposes.  Which is also why Ferris has almost non-existent entrance requirements for all but their graduate level programs.  I have not given up, but I also don’t believe in giving many of these immature fucktards another chance either.  I hope I am not alone in my desire to see young people behave better which would mean that old people would behave better.

Where Do I Vent: Finding Yourself

When I was younger, say roughly twenty-some years ago, the United States was different.  Duh!  That is called history, but the differences stand out more to me today than they did five years ago or even a year ago.  No, this won’t be me waxing poetically or nostalgically about how the past (not that twenty years is that long ago) was better.  The past wasn’t.  The past was different and different in important ways.  Some of those ways I have touched on in my Where Do I Get To Vent? series of posts.   This difference has to do with my children and the choices that they will have to make that I never had to make and probably never will make, but maybe should have been forced to make.

When I was growing up there was no emphasis on being something, finding something, doing something specific career-wise.  You can do anything, is what I was told and with the exceptions of music and hard science that turned out to be a truism.  If I decided I wanted to do something or learn something I could and did.  The net result is that I never applied myself to any one thing, instead I did and learned about whatever was on my mind or suited my mood for that time frame.  Interested in martial arts-go study and do that for several years, want to learn Japanese and learn about Japan went and did that, wanted to take a stupid chance and start up a hobby shop on the other side of the country-went and tried to do that.  Didn’t like my job, quit and go get another one.  My point being that when I was younger, I could do those things.  The job market and society supported those types of growing experiences.  I wasn’t alone either.  Most of the people I went to high school with were the same way to one degree or another.

I couldn’t do that today, if I was in my late teens to late twenties.  For one, the job market alone ensures that you had better either get a job that you love or like or at worst can tolerate, because unlike when I worked at a job for a few months or years and then bounced effortlessly into another you cannot do that.  Businesses couldn’t hold the threat of “you need this job because we know that there aren’t any others” over my head.  Today, businesses have all of the power, they know that the job market is so bad that you have to have that job and if you don’t do what they want/need that there are ten others just like you waiting for a shot.  Which means that people who are in their teens and twenties, unlike me, had better have a clue.

There is no sign that the job market is going to or will ever improve to previous levels, which means that the job you get now could be the job that you have for a long time.  This means that you should have a clue what you want to do.  No, that is wrong, you NEED to have more than a clue what you want to do.  High schools are starting job specialization and colleges only further that focus today.  The days of going to college to “discover yourself,” that is what they called it when I went the first few times, is over.  You don’t get that chance anymore.  Financial aid has a caveat now called satisfactory progress towards a degree.  This means that if the school feels you are taking too much time or have no clue, in addition to grades, family finances, personal financial need and every other niggling detail  that they can deny you funds.  Send your child to college without a plan and be prepared to have that child kicked back home with nothing more than a few interesting stories and a huge bill.

Does this mean that the days of finding your own way are over?  No, close but not yet and hopefully not ever.  However, the tolerances that used to be there are a lot smaller.  There are too many people seeking the same scrap of land or job that you are.  Which means that you have to be better than them.  Unfortunately, in my opinion, that means you need to focus on those job skills a lot sooner than you used to so that you do have that knowledge, expertise, that experience, that whatever to make sure that you are better than everyone else.  To me this explains why so many young people I meet on campus are so one-dimensional.  If you don’t get a chance to find yourself, to see what else is out there, if you have been focused on one or two-things for most of your life, you tend to be very single-minded, monochromatic, one-dimensional or…well you pick the word.

I have to say that those people who I have met who are focused on what they want to be impress me, but at the same time I feel a little sad and apprehensive.  Sad, because odds of them dropping what they are doing to try something new are minimal.  Apprehensive, because what if they are like me and many people I know; I didn’t truly, honestly, figure out what I wanted to be to do with my life until I was in my thirties.

Where Do I Get To Vent: Face to Face 2

Yes, there is an age component in this, I have had to learn the hard way how to talk to people face to face and I will be the first to tell you that I am not even the most skilled person I know at this.  Which means that if I am not that good at talking to people imagine how bad this current generation looks to me?  Why did I have to learn this skill, because when I was growing up there was no instant communication.  I am pretty sure that in another generation or two a balance will be found and communication skills will be valued again.  I hope that the world takes the word FRIEND back from Facebook and puts it back where it belongs in the hands of people who know that being a friend is more than clicking a virtual button.

Being a friend is work.  Hard, deitydamn hard work.  Not without a lot of ups and downs.  There will times when you don’t speak to your friends because you are mad, but you will speak later.  Problems will get worked out, not ignored and allowed to fester like an open wound.  You will be there for them and they will be there for you and it will never be an even equation.  This will be okay, because being a friend is not about maintaining a balance sheet.  It is about a lot more.

Being a friend means accepting another person for their flaws.  Not their good points, that is easy, but accepting another person inspite or more importantly BECAUSE of their flaws.  Not calling it quits on the first disagreement.  Being a friend means that their will be disagreements and that is okay because that is just another perspective on an issue that you were lucky to get.  Instead of seeing a disagreement as a point of contention, consider yourself lucky that you were able to see an issue from another side.  I’m not saying that you have to agree with them, but I am saying that the more angles that you can see anything from the more complete your view will be and the better you can talk about or approach the subject.  Being a friend does have it’s own shorthand, but you don’t get it until after years of contact and physical face to face contact.  The shorthand is a history of shared events that allow you to talk to them with a glance or a phrase that has more meaning behind it than if you spoke for hours.  This is a shorthand that has meaning and depth.  It is not the shorthand of IDK, LOL, LMAO, :) and the hundreds of other language killing inspid creations by those who are only thinking of character count and not actual communcation with another human being.  Friendship something you have to earn.  You have to maintain a friendship.

What else is there?

Ending a friendship is more than clicking another virtual button.  Ending a friendship should involve some pain.  Friends are not kept, just because.  Facebook thrives because people are lazy.  How many “friends” do you have on Facebook that you have never interacted with and/or have them blocked?  When I say interact with, I am not limiting interaction to Facebook only, you can have Facebook friends that you never talk to on Facebook, but have a lot of contact within the real world.  So how many friends do you have that you never interact with?  Yet, they are on your friends list.  Are they really your friends or are they just a number; an inflated number that makes you look and maybe even feel more popular and better about yourself?  Think about it.  So why do you keep them on your friends list?  Is it because you fear hurting them?  Is it because you were defriended and it hurt you?  GET OVER IT.  It is a button that you click.  It is a virtual connection that you cut.  If they or you really were friends you would do something about it well before the thought even of “why are you on my friend’s list” occurred.  Oh, wait that is right almost everyone I have talked to never looks at their friends list, they just add and add and add and add.

1800 words later, and here is my final thought-brush up on those communication skills, talk to your friends face to face, make the time, make the effort and you will be rewarded.

Where Do I Get To Vent: Face To Face 1

I told you I thought that this subject probably wasn’t done with and it isn’t.  Over the past week or two I have been dealing with or listening to other people who have been having to deal with a form of social interaction which was not available to me when I was growing up and thus the problems inherent to this form of social interaction are foreign to me.  Answer the following: What is harder typing-writing or talking to another person face to face?  Related to that, where does talking on the phone fit into that question?

We text, we type, we write at one another all of the time more than we actually talk to each other.  When we do talk there is a shorthand that is starting to develop.  Not the shorthand that long term friends and family have developed after years of communication, but of cutting off what another person is in the process of saying to get your response in.  I see this all of the time.  I know part of this is from texting.  You text immediately to what is in front of you, even as the other person is doing the same thing.  A goal of texting is to get your response sent back fast enough that your response is not pushed to the bottom of the screen.  This “works” with a typing-texting medium, you can respond to tiny chunks of information and since you don’t have to react to facial expressions you can “say” what you want.

In an abstract this could be considered a pure form of communication, if and only if humans ceased speaking to each other.  However, humans do speak to each other and humans learn that words are only one level of communication.  Tone, body language, and context all play a role in a how a message is sent and received (thank you Paul ZubE).  All of these lessons about communication come into play in the online world, even if we aren’t aware of it.  Since you cannot see who is typing to you, your brain is inserting all that it knows about communicating with that person into how you translate the message in front of you and in the absence of that kind of information your brain makes assumptions based upon the general rules of communication that you have learned.  Thus you will read the words and put a tone, a context and a body language behind the words giving them an additional level of meaning.  Even online words are not just words.  Nobody types pure words or at least nobody receives words as they were typed.  You read a sentence and you make, without knowning, many assumptions which flavor how you interpret the words in front of you. Which is why so many communication errors occur online; they typed “this” and you interpreted “that.”  If you had been standing or sitting in front of them you would’ve gotten the message correct right off the bat.

I see a problem developing, where a generation is very tech savvy, but interpersonal skill lacking. They are not getting enough exposure to other people.  They are not being forced to learn those very valuable interpersonal skills that are necessary to communicate effectively, that have to be learned through trial and error.  Mistakes have to be made and sometimes those communication mistakes hurt, but that is how you learn.   But why learn them when you can text, type or write to another person.  You don’t have to see their reaction to what you have written.  You can say “what you want” or “what is on your mind” or “the truth as you see it” and not have to watch their face for the parade of emotions that would cross it if you were to say that to them.  You don’t have to see the results of your mistakes.  If you have a disagreement instead of having to work out the problem you can ignore it.  Don’t return texts or emails.  Ignore it long enough and maybe all will be well because they and you forgot it.  After all nobody remembers what is written down “that” long, not like the spoken word.

This form of communication may work for a while for people, but it doesn’t solve anything.  Arguments that are never resolved only fester and the topics of the fight always come back.  Always.  Why, because there was no closure.  Closure for human beings seems to be something that has to, in part, be done face to face.  That means face to face.  Now, I admit I may be in the minority, but everytime I have had to work out a problem face to face it is done then and there.  It does not get mentioned again.  It is worked out no matter how hard or difficult it is.  With online arguments, they never seem to end.  Days, weeks and even months later people still bring up shit that has not nor will not be resolved because they refuse to meet with me face to face.  I understand, face to face communication is hard especially when you are laking in skill.

I can talk my way around anyone that is 10 or more years yonger than me.  They just don’t have the necessary verbal skills.  This was not always the case.  Everyone who is 10 or more years younger than me can, without a doubt, out speed text me, but since I don’t play the speed text game it doesn’t work for them.  I don’t mind getting buried under two hours of non-stop texting and then reading it all at once AND then forming my response.  My response will not be one or two sentences at a time, but full paragraphs, I care not for character limits or the conventions of what I consider an inferior form of communication.  I can wait for your fingers to get tired.  I also know that nothing will get accomplished on my or your end.  Sure you “vented,” you “got your say,” but did you?  What happens when you bump into me face to face.  You will have to speak with me.  You can’t pull out your phone and start texting to me while I am standing there, for one I WILL slap the phone out of your hand and for another I am patient I can wait for you to stutter, stammer and umm your way through what will be one of the most awkward conversations of your life.  I will then tear you a new asshole or two without raising my voice because I have verbal skills.  In the end, I will have closure. Our issues will be worked out.

Where Do I Get To Vent (Cont’d)

“I haven’t thought about it.”  That was the response my pondering about how much longer would social networks keep the current level of privacy filters in place.  Something to think about is that the current levels are in place because each time they are changed or talked about changing people take action.  However, even with action taking place the privacy filters continue to change.  With this in mind as companies and governments scour the internet looking for information, how much longer is it until those companies and governments begin to put pressure on social networks to make the information more accessible to them?

Not saying it is happening now or will happen at all, but as it has been shown the borders between work and home have already been eroded.  As it stands the generation I am dealing with A.) hasn’t noticed the erosion, B.) doesn’t think about the ramifications of what they have already lost, C.) maybe actually participating in the erosion of their rights, the ones many of us are horrified are already gone and finally D.) may not even care that they are handing away freedoms that we have been used to.

These freedoms that allow an individual to speak out without having to look over their real or virtual shoulder to see who is taking note of what they are doing.  It was, at one point in my life, acceptable and expected that a person would do stupid stuff.  I believe it used to be called growning up.  As part of growing up you would do something or in most cases several somethings that were stupid.  You didn’t have to worry about whether your stupid action would come back to bite you in the ass, so you go out drink and take photos.  You didn’t have to worry about a company rooting through the sewers of the internet to find them.  You may have some explaining to do to friends, family and future children, but that was life, it was growing up.

Now there is a thought about having to teach (educate) children in grade school about paying closer attention to what they do as kids online.  There is definitely a movement to trying to get college students to behave better, but it seems to be only in words.  Much like banging on about the dangers of plagarism.   So what happened to being a kid, growing up and having the space to do stupid stuff?

Please pass this whole conversation along if you feel so inclined.  I still want to hear from the under 30 crowd in addition to the over 30 crowd.  I am getting the feeling that this is a bigger topic.

Where Do I Vent; Response

What do I expect? This was asked of me.  I would love to say that I expect this generation to recognize what is being taken away from them.  I would love to say that I expect that this generation would focus on doing something about the loss of freedom now while they can still call upon the experience of the previous generations who are watching what is being taken away.  I would love to say that I expect our generation to stand up and lead the way for the younger generation.  I would love to say that I expect people to rise up and do something about the loss of freedom.  I can’t say any of that.

My thoughts about America are well known-move out soon before it all really goes to shit.  There are some more subtle flavors there and some layers, but the gist of the situation from my point of view is that Americans, as a generalization, are so used to having things taken away from them slowly that they don’t notice unless something big is taken away.  When that doesn’t work, the big thing is given back and then taken away in smaller less noticeable chunks.  I don’t know when this happened.  I’m not even sure why.  I am seeing it.

For those that read books or played role-playing games it is like lots of people in power were reading some Philip K. Dick, William Gibson, Cyberpunk and Shadowrun because aside from the lack of cybernetics America is starting to resemble those writings and with all of the dark implications that they come with.  Sure is fun to read and even play in, but do you want to really live in it?  I didn’t think so, but if it happens one tiny bit at a time you don’t notice the change until it is to late.

I don’t want to be clarion call that alerts the people that they are in danger of losing even more “freedom” than they already have.  For one thing only 16 people read this blog on average (not a complaint, just looking at the stats 35 people get it sent to their email or Facebook page, 16 check in on an average day and as far as I can tell nobody is sharing it with their friends-by the way feel free to I want you too), so unless they start sending this out and making noise it will only be 16 people on average who even have a clue.  For another, I’m not taken as credible by this generation or at least the majority of the ones that I bump into; I don’t look my age, I don’t act my age, I’m angry sounding and I’m the crazy old man.  All of these things I am fine with on a local level, but it does cut into one’s credibility as a sounder of an alarm.

I’m glad that this started a conversation that elicited a response post from me, but I notice that it is mostly the older people who are talking about it.  I would love to hear from the under 30 crowd on the subject.

Where Do I Get To Vent?

This is probably a ME thing, especially after class a few days ago where students thought it was aok for a company to fire a person over what the person wrote or said about the company online or in public.  Now we are not talking about giving away company secrets or wasting company time, but typical work place venting or what used to be typical.  Ten to fifteen years ago when I was working both as employee and management people would gather together in the breakroom or outside and vent about what was bothering them about the job.  This was considered normal and not grounds for dismissal.  If you were threatening to burn down the place or do harm to another that was another story altogether.  If you said the boss was a dickhead or work sucked that was fine.  I know I was on both sides of the equation and I never fired anyone for saying I was a dickhead nor did I ever get fired for saying work sucked.  It is a fact that work sucks.

Today it seems, based on the news and anecdotal stories that companies are taking the time to scour the internet looking for anything anyone says about them.  I get wanting to protect your image, but actively monitoring what your employees do on a social network seems like a huge waste of time, money and manpower all three of which could go towards something more useful or get cut out altogether and not have the cost of the scouring passed onto us.

So my question or start of questions is when did venting about your job ceased to be allowed?  I sure as hell don’t want to be wondering who is reading my posts or listening to me vent about my job…okay I am probably in the minority since I have this blog, but for the rest of you is that something you want to wonder about?   Where is the separation between work and home?  There used to be a clear divider, unless you brought your work home, work was at the office and home was everywhere else.  Has this country become so focused on work and production that employees no longer have a private life while they are working?  The kids in the class certainly seem to think so and it seems that elements of the country are leaning that way if people are being fired for what they say away from work.  Is this because the current generation seems to have almost no concept of privacy, private property, social structures and general rules of behavior?  Has the internet, cellphones and the 24/7 image of “culture” perpetuated by the media gotten some people so used to the idea of not having space of their own that they don’t recognize what they have lost?  Based on the rise of plagarism in schools of all levels there seems to be some correlation between understanding private and owned content verse public and open content; the inference being made in many articles is that this generation and those that follow are so used to being able to look anything that they want on the internet that they believe that it is all public domain and thus their’s to do what they want with.

Me, I want a place where I can vent.  I don’t care if people read what I vent about.  I would hope that they would start a conversation about what I vented about if it caught their attention.  Conversation, not the claptrap that I see posted as “comments” on news articles today.  I get that the internet gives everyone a voice, unfortunately it seems that the ignorant, you know the ones normally shunted to the side in the real world, are the ones speaking up most of the time.  If only the ignorant speak up, guess whose opinion is counted by the pundits and poll takers?  Just saying maybe the smart should be speaking up more…a lot more.  This blog is my space.  I rent (yes, I know they say own) this space.  What I put here is mine.  Feel free to fire me.

Here is one last question, what happens to the generations coming up when they don’t have any privacy or even right to vent because people now think that it is okay for companies to monitor what you say?

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