Like me. No REALLY like me.
Here's a thought that many of us seem to regularly forget in our days of technology ~ mingling. Remember when we didn't have FaceBook, Twitter or (gasp) even eBay? We had to go places, talk to...
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As much as I dislike using them, this should probably have a trigger warning simply because there is fairly graphic detail of a hit and run accident in this one.
View ArticleChoir, Check. Preaching, Check.
Gandhi said ‘Be the change you want to see in the world.’ I’m just saying please don’t try to ram it down my throat, whatever it is. Let me look at the menu, take a nibble and then ask you about the...
View ArticlePalm Springs, PETA, and Protests
I live here in Palm Springs. It's like living in Disneyland sometimes because of the tourists and snow birds. People stop in the middle of intersections to take pictures of the mountain or the...
View ArticleThe Power to Hate
The Power to: obfuscate denigrate segregate and separate violate confiscate terminate obliterate and desecrateISthe power to hate.
View Article68 Year Old Bus Driver (and Former Police Officer) Arrested for Child Sex...
I know this is an older story, the problem is – it never should have been allowed to happen. Never, never, never.http://wtvr.com/...
View ArticleSuicide
This one comes with a warning label and the guaranty that I am not contemplating this as I write. I was raised by someone who used the ‘S’ word weekly from the time I was twelve until the time I...
View ArticleRemember G. Todd Baugh?
I'm sure most of us on here remember G. Todd Baugh, the former Montana judge who handed out one of the weakest sentences this side of ever. Turns out he's up for a lifetime achievement award. No,...
View ArticleNo, Not Happy Mother's Day
This has to have a trigger warning, even for me and it's my story written by me. Graphic sexual abuse is detailed. Please be responsible for your own well-being.
View ArticleFriendship and Hit and Run
Originally written in January 2015, I'm republishing this today, as a tribute, a rant, a something in honour of Zia Hoya who lost her life three years ago today at the hands of Heather Marie Brent.
View ArticleThe Collective Breath of Cancer
Everyone who has ever loved someone who has been diagnosed with cancer knows the moment they first stopped breathing normally.You stop mid-breath, mid-expression or you suck in air like you've been...
View ArticleThe House of the Devil You Know
Enter the house of the devil you know. Walk right in, make yourself comfortable but not too comfortable. This time, you don't need to stay so long. Look around, take the pictures down. You own this...
View ArticleI WORE A DRESS (And it Made Me Want to Cry)
Last Friday I wore a dress and I don't think I've ever felt more uncomfortable in my own skin in my life, certainly not for decades at least. Let’s keep in mind that I’ve been a professional belly...
View ArticleMelania Trump, Or Why I'm Losing Friends on FB
So, today I had two people unfriend me over my defense of Melania Trump (don't worry, I still can't stand her husband.) One whom I had hardly exchanged two words with in all of my time here in...
View ArticleImmigrant Violent Crime Stats or One Women's Late Night Ravings. You Choose.
The Washington Post had a piece up yesterday discussing Sessions’ demands to nine jurisdictions about their alleged failure to comply with federal authorities and cooperate with Agents d’immigration....
View ArticleCheerleader Nation ~ Social Media Style
So, you want me to be your cheerleader? Always posting a positive comment, always a complimentary statement, no matter what my opinion is? If you pressed ‘yes’ then you don’t want friendship, you...
View ArticleA 'Why I Didn't Report' Story
Why I didn't report it. Except I did. I told my brother, who was eight. He told me if I didn't tell our parents, he would. So I told her. Mr. White used to put his hands under my clothes and he...
View ArticleJournal thoughts from January 2, 2018:
I think (and sometimes people think) 'She's so calm about it, it can't have been that bad.'No one but Mark (sometimes Mark) saw me trying to scrub away the memories. You never saw me beating my legs...
View ArticleBack at 58
(Repressed memories: Trigger Warning for child molestation.)Let’s talk repressed memories and how they happen. Or at least, how I made them happen when I was roughly five or six and how I found some...
View ArticleRound-Up. It’s Not Just Weedkiller, it’s a Master Plan
So, on a thread on another social media site, there’s talk of how no one feels safe going anywhere. Rightfully so. Churches, Synagogues, festivals, night clubs, even stores are feeling sketchy at the...
View ArticleMany Rivers
*This is a short story that I’m parking here. Humour me, thanks!*October 9, 2019 (A Story for Otter by Michelle A. Palladine, which borrows charactersfrom Charles de Lint) A long, long, long, (very...
View ArticleVAMPIRE LOVE LETTERS (A Story Written for a Meme)
I read about the exhibit in the news. Honestly, I don’t even know why I read the Arts and Entertainment section anymore. It’s rare when the paper actually covers either properly or, for that matter,...
View ArticleFor Michael
Soldier in your unknown graveNo one knows just what you gave no one knows just what you lost no one knows what your life costNo one’s left but me who knows that your soul to Heaven goesSoldier in...
View ArticleAndy
On this day, thirty-eight years ago, at approximately 9:00 p.m. my fiancé and I were driving down Interstate 10 when we ran out of gas. We pulled to the shoulder and proceeded to walk the mile or so...
View ArticleLearning to Swim aka Thanks, Tom Petty
There are a lot of reasons women (let alone men) don’t report sexual abuse. There are also a lot of articles out there, some scholarly, some not so much, about the why of that – people don’t believe...
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