It’s strange what some people think, and write, about others. I’m not sure whether any of the following people actually exercised any of their gray cells or not, or whether they honestly believe that they were commenting in a closed forum where no one else would see their words. Even so, the question is posed, are men really this short-sighted? Do some honestly believe what they write? Do they say such things in public or to their Real Life friends?
it’s good, means male can rape them lesbians as lesbians don’t consider heterosexual penetration as a legitimate sexual intercourse
I know that rape, in some cultures or countries, is almost a part of daily life and, while noted as a crime, rarely brings justice through the courts. That doesn’t just apply to the more backward countries, but also those who we believe to be in the First World.
Fresh off the presses today:
How do you do?
Somebody, may be you, have damaged my car, photos in the attached ZIP-file.
You will need to provide the following information:
- date and time of crash
- precise location of crash
- details of other involved drivers/passengers/owners/vehicles/witnesses
- details of your injuries and other person’s injuries
- crash features (traffic control, road features, road alignment, other conditions)
- total estimated cost of damage to all vehicles and property
- description of how the crash happened
Look at it and call me as soon as possible.
Of course, as everyone knows, when someone has an accident and doesn’t stay to clear up the mess or speak to the owner of the other vehicle, their mail address is automatically known to everyone.
But, the same as always: if you get this mail, don’t open the .zip attachment. It isn’t photographs or contact details, it’s a virus which will lay your computer low.
Love & Kisses, Viki.
It depends on my mood, but sometimes it is women with black hair, sometimes those with (natural) blonde. Mostly, though, redheads get my attention. Natural redheads. Although, with the marvels of modern technology, it is sometimes difficult, from a glance, to see whether the color really is natural or whether someone has helped nature along a little, added to what has been given or changed their looks completely.
Photo Source Unknown
I don’t think I am alone in this: I’m sure there are many other women (and men!) who will take a second look when a woman with beautiful hair walks by them or is even close. And I am not so sure that it is a problem as such, at least, not when one is discreet about it!
It is a given, in a multicultural society, that people are defined according to their looks, their ethnic origins or what we believe to be their origins. We have American Indians, Asian-American, Afro-American and so on. In fact, it seems as if there is no end to how we try to define people, try to place them in a little box so we know how to react to them, what to say and what not to say. We place them, according to this perceived ethnic ranking, into a certain position in their hierarchy of society.
I get the feeling, though, that some people might take this a bit too far or, in an attempt to be as Politically Correct as possible, go overboard. I mean, what exactly is ‘less white’? Are these white people with a suntan, or a colored person with less color than another colored person? Is this another term for Asian, or perhaps someone who has just had a shock?
How exactly do you culturally define a person who is ‘less white’?
Love & Kisses, Viki.
I am amazed at how difficult it is to set up an account and sell books on the Internet. It’s not so much the regulations involved, more how difficult certain sites make it just to register, as if they really don’t want you to use their site, don’t want to earn their (often exceptionally high) commission.
We’ve been through it all on Amazon and eBay. And, to be quite frank and honest, I am simply fed up with both of them. One hundred percent. Fed up doesn’t mean that I do not intend continuing: it is madness for a small business to lock itself out of potentially lucrative marketplaces, but I do not see our future on either one of these platforms. We will, eventually, be listed on Amazon, and the unwary can buy our publications there, but it will never be a main source of income, a stalwart of our business. Their policies, their obstructions have made it so.
And then there are other sites which make it easy, which assist, which do not smother you in forms and irrelevant regulations. One of these is Etsy, where we opened our shop today, and where we are able to offer our books at the price they are meant to be sold at: € 3.50 plus postage. The fees we need to pay make this possible, and show up the grasping demands of the giants. With one simple set-up we are able to sell our books throughout the world. Amazon and eBay (which isn’t really a suitable area, but still…) demand separate accounts or long and complicated procedures to get the same effect.
Of course, our own Shop is still there and always will be, there is nothing better than selling direct!
Love & Kisses, Viki.
I couldn’t believe it when I first read the report: Guinness, the staple of many a diet, is undrinkable. At least, it is for anyone like me who follows a vegetarian diet. According to Bannosh it contains fish bladder, one of the last things you would imagine could be included in a beer or stout.
Photo Credit: Timo Kirkkala – Creative Commons
I’ve come across some weird things in my time – vegetable soup with a chicken broth base, cheese sandwiches with fish extract, fruit juices, chocolate and cheese with gelatine – but this is a great blow.
I will admit that, totally unaware of what Guinness is really made of, believing it to be a pure stout made from the right ingredients, I have drunk one or two pints. Admittedly it was quite a while ago – how long is it since I was in London? – but even so. As a vegetarian I am bitterly disappointed. Yet another reason to stick to the safer option, red wine direct from the vineyard.
Love & Kisses, Viki.
It takes just a few people and a whole range of related things can fall into disrepute. In this case photography is being assaulted, abused by the few for commercial ends, taking advantage of others, ruining our ideals, making a profit through lies, alterations, misrepresentation. Not just the taking of a photograph, a selfie, of President Obama, which the White House has now been forced to take action over, but alterations to merchandising photographs – creating a false gap between the thighs of a young model to meet a perceived fashion mode – and so many other things.
Photo Credit: purprin – Creative Commons
The selfie is, for me, a self-shot. It is an image of the person taking the photograph, showing them doing something interesting – such as posing in front of their dead grandmother, a burning house, the bathroom mirror with a duckface – a record of themselves. It has its place in photography, in our personal memories.
What it isn’t, or what it shouldn’t be, is a commercial specifically set up to promote one thing or another. Here it has left the realms of selfie and entered the merchandising zone. Even mass-publicity photographs, much as they may wish to appear up-to-date and fashionable are, for me, not real selfies. They may be fun, they may be sent out on Twitter and then retweeted a million times, but they’re not true selfies. They send a completely different message.
Not that my thoughts on the subject will bring any changes, there will always be someone in a marketing department who has this sudden flash of an idea and takes it to extremes – whether it be the selfie or a thigh gap badly retouched – but the approbation of the public will, I hope, bring this style of photography back to where it should be: a personal record, a fun shot, a memory.
Love & Kisses, Viki.
Someone out there is trying to gain access to this blog. They are using a wide variety of different IPs for the attack – I can’t consider it anything else – and using the standard log in name WordPress sets up on new blogs: admin. None of the attempts have been successful, and none will be.
In fact, the attacker is quickly finding out – but not learning from the experience – that my site is protected. It is protected on three separate levels, aside from a very long and complicated password. I use BruteProtect and Wordfence for the main protection. The first blocks forced attempts, the second specific attempts. In addition I have Admin Renamer Extended, which removes the ‘admin’ log in name and lets users select a different name. Each attempt is caught by one or the other of the two main protection plug-ins. For the BruteProtect attempts, the information on who has attempted to enter is logged and used to prevent attacks against other users of this plug-in. With the second, the user is automatically blocked from a second attempt for 30 minutes, and the admin can block them permanently with a simple click on the plug-in admin page.
I highly recommend any WordPress user to get these three plug-ins installed on their site as quickly as possible, and use them. You will be surprised at how many malicious entities there are in our virtual world who will try to steal or ruin your hard work!
Love & Kisses, Viki.
The idea of the Internet is that you have absolutely everything your heart desires at the click of a button. You visit a website – either through a link, a search result or a recommendation – and take a look at what is on offer, what might interest you. Once you’ve done that, sign up if necessary and the connection between web site and customer is there.
What happens, though, when you get to a site which has items on offer but doesn’t let you look at them? Can you imagine going into a High Street store and the bouncer at the entrance tells you you’ve got to be a member first? What about when you are window-shopping and a massive poster blocks your view of what is inside?
This is my experience with Zulily, a web site which, apparently, has clothing and other offers for Moms but which requires you to sign up as a customer, to open an account, before you can even see what they have to sell. The sign in screen cannot be clicked away, it blocks your view of what is inside, stops the potential customer from browsing the many offers and then deciding if they want to go any further. I don’t know about you, but I move on. I’m not going to sign up for something that I might not want. It makes no difference what they have on offer, or how good their site is: I can’t see it, I can’t experience it first, I’m not going in.
There are other sites which also make me look elsewhere. One of them is Beate Uhse.
Did you catch the news in the UK press that the forty-one year old Neil Trotter has won the lottery? I guess when someone wins one hundred and eight million pounds it’s worth more than a few notes in the newspapers, and a lot of background checking too, just to see what sort of person he is and what has happened in his past. But is he really as bad as at least one newspaper makes him out to be? Could there be a heart of gold beating in that chest which makes the ex-Marine, accused of extremist comments and caught up in the tragic loss of a baby plus the heart-rending split with his girlfriend?
Believe it or not, he might just be an angel in disguise, with all that money turning his head and making him start afresh.