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Today is Thursday the tenth day of May in 2012 A.D., the day of the grace and peace of our Lord Jesus Christ, the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit; the day of the salvation, redemption, providence, and blessing of the almighty Lord God Most High. If not today then what other day is there?

Nobody in the world knows the conceptual meaning of,"damned if you do, damned if you don't" more than men who are fathers to girls. When a female reaches that distinguished age when she is beginning to think about close physical interactions with a male more than simply sitting on a lap and moving back and forth because it feels funny; who do you suppose she feels most comfortable exploring her close physical interactions with?

"Daddy! If you won't do it then I am going to find a boy who will!"

Daddy is damned if he does, and damned if he doesn't. If he does then he will not only need to face his little girl in all of the upcoming public situations--and act normal--but he will also be required to act normal and weather all of those situations which involve any sort of discussion of child pornography. Such situations are often a polling court for the group to set upon any member who acts in any part guilty of not telling something to the group. The whole function of society makes the concept of child pornography somewhat of a joke; since the discussions often demonize the very same behavior which Daddy had to choose upon "Daddy! If you won't do it then I will find a boy who will!" If Daddy didn't do what his little girl wanted to do then he will suffer the wrath of his little girl; who will happily expose each and every little infraction or perceived fault or shortcoming to the entire world in her quest for revenge. Often enough the surrounding situation was planned by Mommy and, in either outcome of the encounter with the daughter, Mommy is waiting with all of the stops to torment and torture Daddy. A very obvious indication that Mommy is setting Daddy up for the trap involves,"You two take a quick bath while I am gone" (knowing that the little girl is beginning to wonder about gender) and then, upon her return, that knowing wink and comment,"Did you two have a good time while I was at the store?"

Daddy is always damned if he does and damned if he doesn't. The little girl is always going to reach a point in her life when she wants to have closer physical interactions and explore various fits and sizes. Daddy is always going to be the boy who is closest to knowing how to make these things happen.

Similar events occur on the opposite side of the gender line--but that's usually because Mommy is a functioning human, too. And, yes, women like sex, and they love sex, but just like any other human they do not like to do it on command, and they do not like being told how to do it, and since they routinely have twenty or thirty orgasms daily ("he's my main squeeze"), when they reach an environment to actually participate in sex with a male they are mostly thinking only about getting the finish coat and redeeming it for the credit to their gumby account. So, in the case of son with Mom, son is usually going about his own business and perhaps thinking about closer physical interactions but rarely is son going to bully up to Mom the way Mom teaches daughter to bully up to Daddy. Usually the son-Mom occasion occurs because that's one of the few times when Mom actually feels like doing it (life having beaten her into the wretched and angry state where sex only occurs for the purpose of getting males to do what the women want or leading a male into a situation which is planned to result in his partial or full demise--e.g. Herodius with John Saul Paul the rich young ruler scribe Baptist convert to Christianity) and Mom happened to catch son when she was sure that he was thinking about it. Liken the situation to breastfeeding inside the box (of sin): the baby only wants more when Mommy is having a good day (or, if Mommy is having a bad day, then having her nipples licked for hours is sometimes a good stress reliever).

I have you on record talking sh*t for six years. I have you on record trying to start something for six years. C'mon motherf*cker, right now. Right now motherf*cker, let's go. Step up momma's boy. Put down your battery operated push-button nipple, step out from behind your Mommy's dress, and let's do this.

The world of social heirarchies, jobs, careers, and positions is nothing but talking sh*t. When an employee begins to indicate to their manager that the employee considers the manager to be talking sh*t then standard policy is to isolate the employee and make something bad happen to them. That's what money is good for. People will talk sh*t all day long while they have a few dollars. Isolation and deprivation is the standard control technique exercised by those who have "more" or have access to control over the supply chain to others.

I don't need your money. I am not waiting to get back into your fucked up system. I am not trying to please or appeal to anybody. I consider your entire world to be absolutely so much talking shit.

I have you on record talking shit from behind your mommy's money dress for six years, ten years, fifteen years. That's all you do--talk shit and talk shit and talk shit and, if you are ever challenged, then you turn off that faucet flow of money or begin adding on those "accidents" which cost people money. Step up, momma's boy. Let's go, little miss priss. You're never going to get anywhere in life making stupid sounds with your mouth all the time. Put down the battery operated nipple, step out from behind your wallet, and let's fight right now.

Girls do this to each other beginning in first, second, third grade or so--usually a fifth or sixth grade girl sets upon a younger one,"C'mon, bitch, you think you're so hot. Pick a fight. Don't just stand there and make stupid sound with your mouth. Don't just wave your finger around. You want a boy? You think your pussy is so good? You think you're so hot? How are you gonna handle a boy if you can't even handle this? Pick a fight, bitch. *push*"

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