Thursday, December 17, 2009

Born this day|1929
Man of Letters and Syracuse Alum
William Safire


The right to do something
does not mean
that doing it
is right.

–|William Safire

The Screaming Room|2009

The Devil on Earth|Joel Osteen

To think hundreds of thousands of literally lost souls give their ears, minds, and MONEY to this ignorant, homophobic moron is more than I can handle.

Personally, I will be first in line the day this man falls and gets caught in a sex scandal or something equally salacious. I've seen him and Larry King licking each other's backsides and the words most out of Osteen's mouth are "I don't really know about that" or "I've not had a chance to look into that."

Drop the clothes. Drop the lifestyle. Go to fucking India and work in the slums of Calcutta.

You and your puppet wife are some of the most loathesome creatures to crawl on your bellies on this Earth.

I pray God gives people the wisdom to know better than to actually listen to your sputum.

Drive-by|Bumper Sticker

"I'm not weird; I'm gifted."

This Day in History|1770
Did you hear? It's Beethoven's birthday!

Beethoven by Warhol

Why I love

There has always been a black woman inside me, struggling to get out.

I have successfully worked that issue through, in therapy.

And, apparently, I "grew a set" since graduation, 1978.

The Screaming Room|2005
PULSE (d. Kiyoshi Kurosawa)

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Tommy Sparks
She's Got Me Dancin'!!!

Astrology|Event Chart
OrangeMercury Twitter Account Creation

The Mirror
Do you know where to look?

The Vault|1980
The Beginning of The Journey|1980

The journey of one thousand steps begins with the first incision.

Self-portrait, Lake Quassapaug, March 1980.

97,000+ Visitors
A Snapshot

I just got off the phone with a friend who doesn't really read much, nor care much, about this blog. He's a self-employed graphic designer who's managed to do very, very well for himself for some thirty-ish years.

He doesn't advertise, and I pointed that fact out to him.

"Give them what they want" he said, of his clients.

I laughed, and detailed to him how my blog had been visited over 97,000 times as of a few minutes before our conversation. And I don't do any advertising, don't have any advertisers, and don't really promote this site in any active manner.

Hell, I'm not even referenced on one Blogroll, which kinda sorta irritates me.

"Well, I give them (my blog readers) what I want!" I posited, in reply.

And that I will continue to do, in spades.

At least until 100,000.

And then...

You must pay attention!
Men Behind the Sun

The only thing worse than the imagination of man is its realization.

George Michael|Live in London
Bonus Track
Precious Box

Life keeps kicking my ass in so many ways
Take that picture
Stop acting so dumb

I could be waiting my whole damn life

This Day in History|1992
Arthur Ashe Named Sportsman of the Year
By Sports Illustrated

The Christmas Tree
Diane Arbus v Lee Friedlander

Revisualizing|Lee Friedlander

Lee Friedlander by Richard Avedon

Slighting Lee Friedlander –
More than Madonna's Snatch

More than 50% of the hits on this blog are for the tags which include the words "MADONNA NUDE" and summon up the 3rd most popular Google Image as the center photograph here, Madonna Nude, by Lee Friedlander.

I'm pissed. Pissed because I'm about to hit 100,000 visitors, and pissed to think that I have nothing more to offer them than Madonna's unkempt pussy. And really pissed because it's Lee Friedlander, photographer. The man who truly elevated the snapshot to the level of fine art.

So, because all you pussyhounds managed to scratch my itch the wrong way, I thought I'd summon up a few of the great Friedlander's greats.


The Screaming Room|2005
Land of the Dead
d. George A. Romero

Lost to AIDS, But Stereotyped to Death.
Gays & The NY Times

I'm sure it's just me.

But could SOMEONE at The NYTimes please tell me WHY? WHY? WHY? such an important article on rescuing the memories of tens of thousands of gay men lost to AIDS via the Social Networking sites is FEATURED in the FASHION & STYLE section of the newspaper?

We all know that faggots are hairdressers, fashion designers, florists and interior decorators, but doesn't The NYTImes have a TECHNOLOGY section? an ARTS section?

I, for one, am sick and fucking tired of preaching what this very article necessarily states: that "...It becomes a huge problem for us as a generation if we forget these experiences that shaped and guided what it is to be gay today.”

FASHION and fucking-STYLE.

I'm sure it's just me.


Monday, December 14, 2009

"You must pay attention."
The Screaming Room|Men Behind the Sun

The Screaming Room|1977
The Hills Have Eyes (d. Wes Craven)

Born this day in 1919
Author & Syracuse University Alum
Shirley Jackson

I delight in what I fear.

–|Shirley Jackson, author of THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE

Lost Your Dog? There's an App for that!!!

Facebook for your best friend.
Only better.

Think there's a curve to Tiger's wood?

Is this the curve Tiger sees when he looks down at his wood?

Born this day in 1935|Lee Remick

Who could ever forget the look on Lee Remick's face in this iconic image from THE OMEN?

A Cancelled Letter v E-Mail
A Matter of Privacy

*In the interest of full disclosure, my father was a United States Postal Service employee (letter carrier) for over 30 years.

It appears that, as of this writing, the Supreme Court is deciding on how much privacy workers have when they send text messages from company accounts. (See The Washington Post article here).

Granted: if a company is paying you to do a job, and you are using their property to conduct personal business, then you should be held as liable as an employee who would have used a company's telephone back in the day to make a long distance call, even if that call was just a few towns over.

There is a bigger issue at play here, and I've recognized it for years, but never felt "compelled" to document my thoughts on email privacy. Now that The Supreme Court is taking up the issue in some fashion, I'll just jot a few thoughts here.

Prior to the concept of e-mail, we relied solely on two forms of communications: the telephone and the mail. You could make a call to someone to convey a message, or you could send someone a letter. It was that simple. Back in the day.

Now, let's look at each system of message delivery in turn, starting with the telephone.

If I was making a private telephone call to someone, and there was someone listening on another line at either end, it was not considered a crime, but it was considered a social breach of privacy, and frowned upon. If someone else (a third party) was intercepting the call and listening in, it was considered a crime. To this day, you cannot tape record someone making a call without their consent, and even if you do, and a crime is being discussed or committed, the tape recording is held as inadmissable in court as evidence because one of the parties did not know and/or consent to their being recorded.

Now, the letter. Something small. Let's just take a Valentine's Day card, for instance. You would purchase (or make) a card, inscribe a sentiment on the card, put the card in the envelope, seal said envelope, affix a stamp to the card, and put it into the mail system, either by leaving it in your mailbox as outbound mail (indicated by the red flag being raised on the mailbox) or by dropping the card in a blue US Mail Postal Box.

It really was a simple as that.

Now, if you broke into the US Postal Box and removed the mail, a federal offense was being committed. If you intercepted the letter in any manner prior to its delivery to the intended recipient, you were also committing a federal offense.

If you OPENED the letter before it was initially opened by the intended recipient, I don't know the level of the crime, but it was not the coolest thing in the world, even the image of steaming open one's grades prior to the parents opening them.

Case in point here?

Letters addressed and sent to an individual were considered private. At every step of the way. If they were certified, registered, or had a return-receipt affixed to them, the letters carried an additional level of security to them, to be delivered, say, to a specific recipient, and signed for upon receipt, sometimes with a return notice going to the sender.

Why, then, is email, another form of communication between two, or more, individuals, even being thought of as "public information" once it hits the web?

Just as the malls have taken the place of the town square, emails have supplanted, much to the chagrin of the post office, the letter delivered by the man in blue.

There is a rule in journalism as well, regarding ethics and what is private information versus information for public dissemination.

If I'm standing in Steve Jobs' office (CEO of Apple) discussing his health, and he takes a phone call, and there is a file obviously open and clearly visible on his desk, and it details, say, a tablet computer (think of an iPhone, much bigger, with touch screen capabilities), complete with a photograph of a prototype, I can read as much of the file as possible, and pass that information along to someone in the media later on without having breached any rule of privacy. An open file on a desk is fair game for prying eyes. A file secreted in a folder, secured in a file cabinet, obtained by prying fingers, let alone nefarious means, is a clear violation of privacy, and subject to penalty of law.

So given that communication has changed, why has the level of privacy to be expected changed as well?

I have already lost every measure of privacy known and unknown once I leave my house. I may be photographed by a camera placed above a street signal as I burn through a yellow light. I will certainly be photographed by my bank making an ATM withdrawal. The grocery store will trace my steps from the entrance to the exit, noting every move throughout the store, and even out into the parking lot. Movie theatres today have special cameras which are trained on the darkened theatres, looking for people with their feet on the seats in front of them as much as they are looking for those committing video piracy by recording a movie. Taking a look at the banks of monitors, you'd never know the inside of a darkened theatre was lit as bright as daylight by the special types of cameras available today.

And if you happened to be in a nightclub and I'm prowling around looking for "interesting" behaviour, I'm going to take that photograph, with or without your permission.

There seems to be a distinction between a cell phone camera, even an iPhone, and what is termed a "professional" camera, which is a camera with a removable lens.

Sorry folks, but privacy is a two-way street these days. You can't expect to have it, and you can expect to have it violated by almost anyone at any time.

And until all recording devices, in whatever form, are banned from every establishment, I feel fully justified in capturing the stolen moments you may not be aware of.

If I can't expect my emails and any business I conduct on my computer to be private, then don't expect me to grant your privacy. Morally and ethically I will make a decision as to the level of publicity I will give an image of mine, but once I've seen the media with their cameras trained on the faces of parents learning at that very moment that their son or daughter was on the airplane which went down over Lockerbie Scotland and were killed, well, tit for tat folks.

Moral to this story?

I give as good as I get.




Tiger's Ejaculatory Exit Strategy?

Sunday, December 13, 2009