Those bad kids @ Ebaum’s and 4Chan (no direct link - they scare me) slammed YouTube with upload after upload of dirty, smutty, filthy porn:
YouTube is the latest target for pranksters looking to amuse themselves. Today, May 20, has been deemed “Porn Day” by denizens of 4chan and eBaum’s World, with an organized group of users from the sites uploading video clips of explicit, adult content en masse in an attempt to overwhelm the search results. In actuality, it appears that content was prematurely uploaded on the afternoon of the 19th. YouTube has already taken some steps to fight back, but it’s disturbingly easy to find stuff you really don’t want to see, and the uploaders are changing tactics…
That’s the problem with working in Internet porn. I work at home and stay up all night and miss the good stuff that happens during the daytime. Oh well.
After reading Bob Woodward’s book, State of Denial, it was fairly evident that Donald Rumsfeld destroyed the Pentagon in order to save it. (Love ya, Peter Arnett) What I couldn’t quite figure out was why Dubya allowed him to get away with it. I realize our former president was good at avoiding his responsibilities but he was also a vindictive motherfucker with a serious hard on for a Saddam-free Iraq. This was the man who never let us forget that he was the decider-in-chief. Letting Rummy screw it up just didn’t make sense.
I may not be married but I know a little bit about sex, lies and babies. I’ve had sex. I have lied and been lied to. I also had a baby. The father of my baby didn’t want anything to do with us and at the time, his rebuke was okay with me. I didn’t want to spend the next 18 years chasing him down for support or subjecting my baby to the constant disappointments that would result from an absent, unengaged father. I made my future and I accepted it.
Eight years later, my father died. I realized that I was wrong. I had no right to deprive my child of the chance to know her dad. This man I ran from was her father, not mine. So, I contacted him through a member of his family.
Initially, all I wanted was to let him know that if he chose to meet her and get to know her, the door was open. I didn’t ask for money. I had no intention of bringing lawyers into the situation. All he had to do was say yes or no.
He said nothing. Instead, he let his lawyer do the talking. The lawyer stated that his “client” didn’t remember me and that I would have to pay to take a DNA test before his “client” would act.
That pissed me off. I lived with that man. Our child was born 3 months premature and for all the time she was in NICU, he didn’t say “boo”. To lie about knowing me was one straw too many. I brought my case before the state. His family hid him and after almost two years, he was finally forced to take a paternity test. Naturally, DNA proved he was the father of my our baby.
I won’t go into the mess that followed. Let’s just say that while my kid gained a father, (who a is pretty good dad) my reunion with him almost killed me - literally.
As for Mr. & Mrs. Edwards and Ms. Rielle Hunter, fuck them. Fuck them all. Fuck them for their sexual bullshit. Fuck them for their lies. Fuck them for screwing with the hearts of their collective children. I don’t care who seduced who. I don’t care if John Edwards can’t control his penis. I don’t care if his wife stands by her man. I don’t care that Ms. Hunter has shitty taste in men. None of that matters to their kids. All children need to know is that they are loved and protected. They can learn the horrid truth later, when they’re adult enough to deal with it.
It’s bad enough that this crap was splashed across news venues months ago. To deliberately rehash this drama is an act of cruelty towards some innocent souls.
