Let’s make some Noisa

Don’t be shocked if your ears reach over to give you a big fat kiss for the introduction.
Dutch electronica group Noisa .



In a Desert of Fools

Two things.

In the earlier days of reality tv, there was an experimental project by the name of “Manor House”.

Info on “Manor House”

A family and twelve volunteers set about recreating and living life as citizens in the sunset of Edwardian society.


The family= aristocratic ruling body.

The volunteers=servants subjected to 16 hour work days.

Bored of the GIGO (Garbage In Garbage Out) shows that infect our screens, I was drawn back to “Manor House”.

Being an eager history student, I was pleased to revisit a less crude production than its modern ‘successors’. At its core, it served an educational purpose. Better yet, it doesn’t reinforce disgusting stereotypes for our young to emulate-GIGO.

At the end, a simple quote caught my ear.
[regarding Edwardian society]
Mister Edgar – the Butler:
”….Without truth, society is sick, and it can’t really survive. ”


My hat’s off to “Mr. Edgar”.
It’s a simple quote, yet a profound truth.

Now, for the discovery I was led to-bringing us #2 of my aforementioned “two things”.

It’s about being an outcast within a world where the majority of citizens are the truer outcasts in matters of reason and ‘sane’ behavior.
Through this article, I found a much needed pep talk. It was a tight embrace of reassurance.
I will assume I’m not the only one who needed such a squeeze of the hand..saying all is quite alright. No matter how much insult we suffer from the idiotic authorities who lord over us..or the ridicule from the glassy eyed sheep that follow.
Come rest in the shade of Sofo Archon’s oasis. If you, like myself, have found yourself parched and tormented in a vast desert of fools..
Sofo Archon’s words are here to read


Misfortune vs. Blessings

When I think I can not possibly endure another misfortune, on the heels of multiple others, I recall this true story from another former Earthbound soul. Her name was Violet Jessup.

She had the incredible misfortune of experiencing three historical ship disasters.

I prefer to dwell on the fact that she  had the incredible blessings to have survived each one of them.


Click here to read her story.



Attention seeking

You can’t call attention to attention seekers without calling to attention your own tendency to seek attention by turning attentions towards the attention seekers you wish to expose.

As we say, not as we do

The following is a perfect example of our indignation towards others, but not choosing  more respectful tones of complaint because we wish to pretend we never did such things.

My point being? How our shared tendencies should encourage us to be a lot more forgiving than we are. Not moan about the errors of others..as we lay curled up and “wounded” on the ground”.

A female celebrity who suffered harassing and insulting comments.

Press here for story


That same female celebrity having stepped on the toes of countless others, years earlier. Some deemed as a crude insult, while the rest of us took it as a joke.

Press here for Leslie’s incident

We’re all natural born idiots. It would just be a kinder atmosphere if we took pity on one another for that fact.


Maliana, Michelle and Martin.

Here we go ..again. Another hunk of water cooler jaw candy. Another wedge driven between friendships, understandings.
Maliana Trump’s speech at 2016’s RNC seems to be a current wedge.
Click here for Trump-Obama speech

The 2016 RNC speech has been reported to contain the majority text of a 2008 speech made by Michelle Obama.
Everybody from media figureheads to our half deaf grannies will be working themselves up into a lather over this. Fists will be pounded as pseudo political intellectuals argue over the “dire consequences” of what it all means. Angry words will be spoken on the spin and assumptions; both sides.
No one will take into consideration that our “lords” and “masters” haven’t been following polite protocol or abiding by ethical standards for a minute anyway.
While we snipe our brothers for their “ignorant views”, the Big boys and girls continue strutting about the yard picking and pecking at will. Putting on a show before the new Prom king or queen is “voted” in.
As we broil with indignation over the muddying of once upon a time ethical standards, they sleep soundly-job security guaranteed as the do-nothing folk playing their do-nothing roles, that they are.
There will be a lot of hullabaloo, once again, over petty and stupid bits. It’s the same old routine, over multiple moments across multiple years. All the while, us driving ourselves stupid by talking ourselves to death-with zero action. Over every piddly thing.
If we had the rep of setting things right, as a people, with our bickering and microscopic focus..I’d be more than ok with remaining quiet. If we held our own actions accountable, but we don’t. Instead, we’re pathologically drawn to rain judgement down upon all others who “don’t act right.” Screaming at the top of our lungs over what a man says, what he thinks…even in the privacy of his own home. Calling for the killing of celebrities’ livelihoods (food from the mouths of their children) for a few misspoken words from years long passed. Poking our twitching whiskers into everyone’s business and wild with insult if someone attempts to keep us from it.
That’s a certain kind of pitiful about us.
A wild eyed band of witch hunters; yet, if you shine a spotlight on our personal indiscretions, we cry, yanking the blankie of “freedom of speech” over our childish , pouting faces. This would be the very same blankie we tear out of the hands of those we need to judge.
However, that’s not the worst of it. It’s the blatant pick and choose of it all, that disgusts me. It’s how we jam the hot branding iron of shame into the faces of some, while bowing and laying roses at the feet who have committed the very same (if not worse) offenses.
It’s one man’s life ruined and prosecuted for questionable photos of minors on his computer , while another celebrity “hero” is held high upon the shoulders of millions..despite admitting feeding alcohol to children and sleeping naked with them in his god forsaken bed. That’s what disgusts me.
I think of the innocent man serving prison time, raped and beaten by his cell mates , to be eventually released decades later with a lousy apology because he was free of guilt all along. Then I think on the gaping grins of millions of humans who cheer the exoneration of a celebrity. A celebrity whose very DNA can be secured from the bloody scene of two human beings brutalized like animals in the wild..yet can still be called a “hero”. Wow. Does that EVER ,set my teeth on edge.
Our ignorance. Our selfishness. Our hypocrisy. All of which could at least be forgiven, if we could truly take a moment to seriously acknowledge in order to seriously correct.
But…we don’t. We are nowhere near doing so.
This so called plagiarism debate? It’s going to lay waste to countless days in untold ways, amongst us all. It’ll be another trivial matter our necks will swivel to, jaws unhinge over.

We’ll be clucking, beating chests and the plastic faced media cheerleaders will be urging us on with their urgent panel discussions and their oh so serious looks upon their oh so serious mugs.
Once again, half assed truths and stunted knowledge will infect us, rile us…resulting in nothing. We’ll carry a residue of this “hot topic”. Then, like all else, we’ll forget it. Like seed tossed into the middle of a chicken coop, it’ll be picked at, consumed and deposited atop a stinking forgotten heap of consequences.
All damage is eventually shrugged over. We continue picking and choosing, within our “equal and just ” society. The High and Mighty We determining which of our Favs get to slide and which Demons must pay.
If I came across too harsh or ignorant upon the “real picture”, I will politely acknowledge that I mean no harm. I will present to you, an example of our hypocritical and ignorant allowances.
It is the “I have a Dream” speech and Archibald Carey’s speech that Martin Luther King plagiarized, borrowed, lifted from…whatever term you prefer. I kindly ask you to compare the speeches.

To read about the speech plagiarism , click here

If you have the time, the following link will present his higher education plagiarism, as well.

Click here for MLK discovery
I ask you to give it a good and long thought-the MLK findings. Let yourself be reminded of what he’s come to symbolize to many.
Personally, it’s a shameful and unethical thing when those worshipped for their work claim the work of others as their own. Never mind the shame of building one’s education in such a way. Mind you, that’s spoken only as my opinion.
I understand many are willing to overlook and forgive for the sake of bigger pictures. Wouldn’t the world be just swell, if we engaged in that more?
The question , for myself, is on our claim to equality and fairness. Are we or are we not supposed to be treated equally, in matters of punishment and reward? I mean, hey, if the laws of the land were to say “If you’re popular, then adjusted rules will apply.” Well, then! Problem solved. I’d happily engage in the changed rules and keep my fingers crossed. But they don’t.

I was brainwashed, along with every other little boy or girl, to believe….to KNOW, we were going to be treated equally. That’s just the facts. My problem is with the noises we make when we don’t take responsibility on our own ends….yet we whip our neighbor to death for the same.
If the rambling anger rose within you re: the petty Trump-Obama speech, don’t you think it’s worth setting aside , if you find yourself in the sobering position of dismissing the same ‘crime’ committed by a “hero”?
You could consider it like helping dab a salve of knowledge to the festering wound of our ignorance.
Or, just not being an ass and playing fair.


Intimate Hypocrisy

Often, those who express gratitude or longing for the selflessness of others, are the most reluctant to reciprocate.

Kicked back, patting their stuffed bellies, you can find them aglow with the satisfaction of meals prepared by those who spare no expense to bring it to them. Yet, they glare severe disproval at the selfless few, when they timidly sit and wait to partake of the same.

Much is made of how “rude” they are to exhibit the bad manners of “seeking attention”. How dare they simper over how much they hunger for their own satisfaction. How unforgivably selfish.
Undisguised contempt over their weakness of spirit, like bothersome children unwilling to face facts.
Sit still. Be quiet. If pity or praise is what you seek..then tough it out like the rest of us. Grow up.
Yet , admonitions swell to bursting , when once gracious hosts finally indeed, “grow up”. It being more about seeking rest from tireless toil, gobbled down gracelessly by the selfish majority, not what they are or are not entitled to have.
That sort of intimate hypocrisy saddens me deeply. It always has.
This production, “Dogville”, presents such hypocrisy to a fine and brilliant point.

One Thing leads to Another

I was in the middle of enjoying “Orange is the new Black” season 4 episodes. Then, one thing/thought led to another. It started with my thinking on how much I didn’t like the show’s opening song.
I eventually scolded myself for complaining. I love the show. I can’t get enough of it.
Come here for info on “Orange is the NewBlack”
But there I was, mentally mumbling, each time the song played between shows.

(Note: having heard the song in its entirety, I have a feeling I could warm up to it a bit more. Many a brow has been raised over my occasional tastes, anyway. If it was good enough to accompany a mega hit such as “Orange..Black.”, then it’s entitled to many listens.)

I try to remind myself that if all I have to complain about is a song, oh please.. shame on me.
Bills are paid- thank you, Diligent Spouse-I’m not a hard drinker anymore  and my children are safe and healthy.

There’s no harm acknowledging that there are human beings suffering through living nightmares..every single day. It forces me to suck in my lower lip and consider worshipping the days I’m given.
You know, the same type of days that victims pray to see again-which many do not get to.
I remembered a Lifetime movie on such matter called “Cleveland Abduction”. It stars Taryn Manning. She’s well known for playing the inmate known as “Pensatucky” on “Orange is the new Black”.

If you  go here to her site, you’ll discover that she sings as well. Hopefully, many smiles will spread upon hearing just how well she does sing.

It reminds me of the time I discovered  that Juliette Lewis was  gifted in something other than acting, as well. That was one heck of a treat, to be sure.

All righty, I can’t very well finish a post on “one thing leading into another” without incuding this The Fixx classic, can I? Nahh…


A bit of an intro

Although recently diagnosed with Aspergers and ADHD (Geesh, that was kind of hard to say😏), I’ve decided to believe that I will make sense once in a while…to somebody..somewhere.
That’s not bad, considering how I felt over followers unfollowing me recently.
I’m a forty (COUGHsomething) year old woman who long stopped learning the ins n outs of Internet socialization. I’d been online since ’94, sure, but fell out of touch when text became the messenger of choice.
I knew all caps meant someone was mad (or drunk) but I certainly knew nothing of cluttering feed lines and such. I can barely remember which eyes can see what messages or how to even escape a group message.
I hope starting this blog will help me “be out there” without being that lost driver going 35 in a 75😏..horns honking in exasperation behind.
Hey, thanks for reading..be well.

“Space Thingy” vs. Distractions

Astronomers Find First ‘Wind Nebula’ Around Rare Neutron Star

Millions of spoons fell from millions of hands into millions of cereal bowls, upon hearing the news…”

This is what I was sarcastically thinking at the start of the video (link above)-considering our preferences for burping cat ass  and roof dives.

ugh..here you go..cat burp

It was fun, however, imagining absurd reasons why many of us won’t make it to the video’s end. I even indulged in sidetracking into left field topics, myself.

..at the 00:17 marker, I wondered how many drifted off to keyword search “magnetar” online, wondering if the producer mistook a Pokémon for whatever “science thingy” they’re talking about.



..at 00:28, there may have been a few who excitedly sent this section in a mass mail-subject heading=“giant winged metal prick found in space!” thN10K1XXW



..by 00:56, after the repeated use of the word “neutron”, memories of the “Neutron Dance” will probably prompt some folk to hunt down the classic Pointer Sisters video.

The Neutron Dance video

The ironic blessing of our short attention span will allow them to do so with nostalgic ‘yearning’. Forgotten, is that many of us would have preferred getting stabbed in the ears with an ice pick -it was played so much on the radio..day in…and day out..everywhere.

..at 1:00, while there may be those who detest visiting the Neutron Dance , they won’t be able to shake the urge to watch the antics of Eddie Murphy in the movie from whence the song garnered its popularity. That movie being

Beverly Hills Cop-press here to sample.

Personally, I’d prefer the considerably less cornball stand up Murphy classic

Raw-press here to watch.

..1:30….A few may cringe over the occasional garbled words of the narrative, thus bemoaning lack of sub-titles. Another group, the keywords “muffled”, “mouth” and “foreign babe” may trickle into their darker psyche- encouraging immediate detours into even darker websites by 1:32.



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