Quill & Claw/Pen & Paw

Happy National Coming Out Day! Enough is enough already. Let's do this! Peace, Roo

Here. Right here. I read this article way back when. At the time, I could really just give a crap. I watched Fox, I didn’t really like CNN, just watched whomever had the better soundbite. Then I read this. And realized that the news, as a whole, is a farce. Basically, the article says that Fox News is entertainment and doesn’t have to report anything and can say what they want. Sure, anyone can. They did it when they sues for fraudulent information. They were, like, “No, we’re just entertainment-so we can be fictional.” I’ve told several of my friends who are conservative about this. They screamed at me as it was a liberal plot to keep them from getting news. Maybe? Didn’t look at it that way. So I elected to just not watch the news, outside of the weather (I do live in Florida, after all) and traffic. And entertainment. E! News daily is more accurate AND has beautiful people that can make a sentence.  I also listen to my friends, liberal and conservative alike.  NPR h...

I have some thoughts on this, folks, no surprise there. You can hate who you want, but if you’re going to play in the public sandbox, you’re not allowed to discriminate, period. Let’s see how this holds up, shall we? I’m mean, after this incident, on a lark, several advocacy groups called them as anti-Christian situations to just see if they would serve them. One group of women called them as a bunch of witches, a coven, and they were having a Satanic ritual. Nope. No problem. They’ll have their cake ready early so that they could have it by sundown. But not the gays. I think of the owner of Marriott who is devout in his Christianity but follows anti-discirmination laws to a tee. He’s said his faith is against homosexuality, but that it is a private issue for him and he would never turn away gays and lesbians from his doorstep. In fact, you’ve never seen him make a donation to anti-gay causes. If he does, it must be in secret. But that’s the way it should work. My friend had a devo...

I have been meaning to write for days about this, and do to a recent spat of the “blues” with the loss of a family member, I find myself home today. I should be at the gym, I normally would be. However, I’m home. Blue. Depressed. So that’ll tint my opinion today, but this discussion has been going on in my circles recently. It’s reached a national level. Russia is anti-gay. Like America, the country doesn’t take too kindly to change. They’ve always been this way; we’ve always been this way. It happens that a few people, homophobes tend to be vocal and wealthy. They can use gay rights issues as a firey point to rile the masses and have done so there in Moscow. It’s sad. Gays being beaten on the streets (like here, as a matter of fact). But, unlike here, we have many avenues to lash back and defend ourselves. The whole thing in Russia, making a law to outlaw “gay propaganda” leaves itself open to interpretation and can be used to police innocent peoples. Kinda like they used terroris...

Movie stuff. My favorite crap to write about. As we know, Rahrah and I have been doing these 'lists' for some time now, usually movie related. So? This challenge was: MOVIES THAT SCARED THE HECK OUT OF ME Now the rules for this? It didn't necessarily have to be a horror movie. But it couldn't be Glitter or The Room.   I suppose Birdemic might count. But it had to be something that moved this audience member towards fear. Again, by no means, does this communicate that move was good or bad. Trust me on that. So? Here's a few titles. I elected not to numerate them this time--so they are all on equal standing. Movies that scared the hell out of me Bowling for Columbine/Sicko !--Yes, you get a twofer, right off the bat. Here's the thing about these movies. I hate the news, frankly. I think they are a lead-in to commercials. And, so, they only report on things that keep you interested, or, in the face of Fox, to make you vote a certain w...

I so wanna put this on my FB page, because I get tired of the people at work arguing this point-I even had one coworker saying that I was misquoting Thomas Jefferson, he’d never say that!  http://youtu.be/kxKA4JBesB4 Is America a Christian Nation? - YouTube

There’s a bit of humor here. Did you really read this or just guess at what they’re going to say? I mean, really.  Peace, Roo Anti-Gay Group Posts Their DOMA & Prop 8 Reactions Before SCOTUS Has Ruled | Pam's House Blend

Author's Note: I'm publishing this now, after some consternation. I have many friends who are devout, and I respect that and them so much, I was a bit scared to post this. But, if I am to accept them and their differences of belief, it should also go this way as well--they'll respect my process and thinking. So, after some wait, there y'all go. Penelope is doing much better-if just a bit tired.  As my dear dog hangs in the balance, yes, I have some deep thoughts I have to attend to. I'm posting this on my main boards, for I feel it is a discussion many have had before me. And, perhaps, long after we have departed. I'm thinking this will end up a discussion about life and death, I'm sad to say, and my views at this very moment. I will say, having now been married, very happily, for so long, my whole concept of life and death has changed.  And this moment, as my corgi's life hangs before me, I find it might be time to re-evaluate some parts of it. ...

Fuckers. I mean, really. This? Okay, I’m glad they FINALLY closed down and sent those people who really just need to meet me and my friends for lunch out to the hinterlands. They: *)  basically created a sin *)  profited from it *)  created self-loathing that will stick in the craw of the throat of anyone who attended such things *)  bought several yachts and used some of the cash their little church earned to buy votes to keep themselves open. Apologies? Sure. We’ll accept them. I’m fine with that. But where’s the reparations? It’s like making a Jewish ghetto and then saying, “whoops,” and walking away. The government doesn’t do anything to help those poor men and women? No one sues the shit out of them? And people say we’re not discriminated against. I mean, seriously. It’s like these fuckers, who insist that they’re being discriminated against. They have NO IDEA.  And I’m not saying that because I’m queer. No. I’m saying that because my parents are ...

I did crash and burn, didn’t I? Sorry about that. I have a simple sentence. The dog got sick. And it changed my life. I have an impending post about it (she lived, but something about my little family changed tremendously).  But I’m slowly getting back into eating, exercising and, yes, authoring. Today’s whining? This group. They refused a cake to a gay wedding “out of principal” for the Bible. Yet were more than willing to make them for divorce parties (frowned upon in the Good Book), out-of-wedlock infants (frowned upon also), and solstice parties (witches are a big no-no…in their defense, if they’re that stupid to begin with, they might not have understood the meaning of the term “coven.”). But a buncha idiots. I’m not an atheist yet, but they’re pushing my buttons. Hard. Thanks for your patience. Peace. Roo http://www.wweek.com/portland/article-20698-the_cake_wars.html

Jaspar slapped his palm with his fetter, the Hickory. He has used it on the girls, so long ago, but it still felt new. Was that blood on the tip? On the edge there? He realized then, he lost focus and looked back at the men that had been delievered to him. On the new furniture. Had they NO shame. They didn't scream. Further proof they had no penance. They were so far from God, they couldn't even cry out to Him. They deserved to die. They were an abomination. The Bible said so. There was that feeling again. The Son did not turn on those who laid waste to him. So perfect. Jaspar shook his head. No time for such thoughts. Death was fortold by God. And God was using him as judgement. It's why he was immortal. To kill those. The Parsonage was his home. He built it; he commanded it. These two young men, kissing, there in the workers' rooms. That was just wrong. He heard their names in the din. The one was called Mikale. That's a colored name. The other was n...

"I can't believe it was a man, just a guy, standing there!" "Keith calls him 'Kirkman.' Guess he was the minister that built the place." Makale shook his head and slouched further down the couch. The movement exposed his stomach as his shirt rolled up the back. Court leaned in and kissed Mikale's stomach and smiled at his face. Mikale moved his head from side to side and placed his hand under Court's chin, bringing the young man's face to his own. He kissed it briefly. Court moved back to his side of the couch. "I thought you, you know, wanted to see a ghost. You got you in here." "I didn't realize it would be that intense. I thought like a flowing white sheet, floating down a distant hallway.  "A mist. Not an angry dude just standing there in the doorway. It was wild and, I don't know, changed my perspective today." Court rubbed his chest as if to alleviate heartburn. "You ar...

         "That is one seriously big fence."         "I know," Court responded, "Keith was telling me that the oldest daughter of the preacher who built this place had a tendency to pull all Lady Godiva."         "Lady Godiva?"         "We'll wiki it later."         Mikale pulled the backpack out of the hatchback and slammed the trunk. The clink of the unhindered beer cans made him worry they might be worrying the evening's libations. He felt the bag and informally checked the temperature.         "You know Keith Tremain? Is that who's house this is? I wondered why his mother was dropping him off every morning at school."         "Yeah, Mizz Tremain," Court explained, emphasing the 'Z' sound, "didn't want him to change schools in the middle of his senior year, with being on the swim team and all."       ...

With this week, I'm electing to try a different approach to my blog posts. Wereas, last week, I did all nonfictional thoughts, this week, I'm going to post a story a day. I'm doing short fiction, just seeing if I can keep to a theme for a few days. Enjoy! If you hate it? GOOD! Tell me why....and I'll learn. If you prefer the nonfiction? Excellent...tell me that.... Peace!       Lydia fidgeted with the lock and wondered if the reason the front door did not close totally was due to abuse from the movers all day or if it was jsut bad before she moved in. She used the key in the lock. The shiny gold key shone from non-use. She was a new homeowner. Only, it was an old house. But new to her and her son. Tiredness dug through her. Normally, her happiness of getting out of the rental would have appeased her more than focusing on the possibly broken deadbolt. She would be sore for days from the lifting and unpacking. Frustr...

F is for Fame I had an interesting conversation with a coworker about something we had both seen on E News Daily the day prior. I harangue her daily about her reliance on Faux (Fox) News; I was shocked to see that watched something related to entertainment, and not something the continued to mention that the Earth was flat and that anyone with free thought should be shot for their nonviolence. But we had both watched E! News Daily. And, strangely, they still play entertainment news and it's in their name, unlike MTV which has nothing to do with music any more. And she tends to harangue me back-if y’all know me, I don’t really like to sit and watch television. It depresses me and makes me think that there’s killer bees everywhere and that if I don’t vote, I’ll have to where a chastity belt for the rest of my known existence. I am in the Deep South, after all. She surprised me; I surprised her. And we both agreed. Gerard Butler is hot, talented and s...