Cecil the Lion, Murdered by Walter James Palemer, New York Post, July 29/15

I'm looking at the Post today and see a picture of this guy with a dead lion who lived on  PROTECTED  an animal preserve named Cecil.

I am sickened and I read on and I notice something. In the picture there is no blood on the animals fur. Hunters do not like blood. It stains the fur and ruins it for stuffing.  I believe this is worse then everyone thought. I don't think that this magnificent animal was not shot with a bullet but instead killed with and ARROW. This is a slow and a painful death because the arrow hits a major artery the animal is still alive and so keeps moving leaving a trail of blood on the ground instead of staining it's fur. Bloodstained fur is not good.

If you look at the fat guy on the right you can see his left hand on the beast and I think I see an arrow and not a gun.

AND IT GET  WORSE. This serial killer then skins the animal. I don't see any stethoscopes to make sure it was dead. And then he decapitates Cecil. This must have been a bloody gruesome mess. Who knows how he disposed of the remains. Where did he put his blood soaked clothes?

AND IT GETS WORSE. How did this Mr. Palmer hunt the lion?

Well, it seems that he paid two local villagers to kill a goat or a cow or whatever, sneak out into the MIDDLE of the night, drive to the boarder of the preserve, park the car and lure the animal out of preserve area with the promise of fresh meat

Shall warm up the electric chair Mr. Palmer?

AND IT GETS WORSE. The cubs of this beloved animal will most likely be killed by the next Lion in line to the throne.

 PRAYER; Dearest beast, please forgive us our protection failed not because we did not honor and respect and try to preserve you because of one sick f***.~

~Call a spade a spade~ (Joseph John Holosko ne).



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Joseph John Holosko Memories of my Father

This is a continuation of my blog post of my memories of my father who passed away. I was the apple of his eye, his only daughter. 

Every once I'm a while I will come across something that reminds me of our time together. 

My father was a superman handyman. There was nothing he could not do. He could fix a roof, rewire electrical wires, install a water heater, make a dog kennel, erect a fence, make wine,. He even toyed with making stained glass windows. 

His crowing glory however was being able to  build (by hand)a 5 foot tall working grandfather clock.

 We built it together. 

And every once in while I come across an object that my fathers ghost tells me to buy.

Today I came across a pair of locking pliers the same type we used together to build our grandfather clock together .

Its very important that I remember him. The generation born before the internet is lost in memory like they never existed. I write this because I want my father to exist

P.S. Whoever has that clock please know that I am coming for you! I am coming for the clock that a father and daughter built with love.I will help my fathers ghost transition in peace. Tick tock goes my grandfather clock. ..Tick tock. 

PEOPLE WITHOUT HOMES ARE NOT BUMS, New York Post, Homeless, New York City, Thompkins Square Park, July 11, 2015, July 16 2015

 

PEOPLE WITHOUT HOMES ARE NOT BUMS

STOP calling people Names !!!!!!!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No one has the right to call anybody any names especially in the headlines of a newspaper!  

People who live on the street are not thieves, they are not vagrants,  undesirables, and they do not infest parks like rats. They are not crazy or drug addicted or disgusting drunks. They are not smelly and gross.  And even if one argued they are all of these things they still do not deserve to be demoralized and disrespected.

 

THEY ARE PEOPLE !!!!

THEY ARE HUMAN BEINGS  !!!!

THEY ARE PEOPLE WITH FEELINGS  !!!!

THEY ARE PEOPLE WITH PASSIONS  !!!

THEY ARE PEOPLE WITH DREAMS AND HOPES AND PEOPLE WITH     TENDER SOULS AND BIG HEARTS !

 

HOW DARE THEY SNOOZE IN A PARK?

MANY ARE victims of their families, the system, their own disabilities. 

Why are we calling them names?

 In this fair city of New York where we pride ourselves on respecting the rights of others, we have resorted to calling people names on such a mass scale that it's scary.

This public name calling is a violation of their HUMAN RIGHTS

 

.THIS IS.... DISCRIMINATION.

 

WHAT the *** are you thinking NYC? 

 

This is what Bullies do: DEGRADE, DEMORALIZE  and VICTIMIZE the VICTIM.

SHAME ON YOU NAME CALLERS !!!!!!

 

Believe it or Not.... people without a home HAVE RIGHTS TOO.

Just    STOP IT NYC      Stop it!!!

(Everyone reading this should put significant monies in someone's cup this week.... as an apology)

 

(And stop it wonderful and talented reporters like, Natasha Velez, Leonica Valentine, Madison Iszler, Kevin Fasick, Dana Sauchelli  and Bruce Gordon. I know that your just writing  what everyone thinks, but maybe you could re-think your approach and really make a difference. Call me.. I can tell you a  lot about living in the street)

 

 

Wired Magazine, Silk Road, Global Warming June 2015

Chapter 1.

I subscribe to Wired Magazine because I like getting mail  and I like to hold a magazine while I do things and go places. And... they sent me a really cool camera bag for subscribing. For me it's a nice break from a screen which gets to me after a while. I like to flip through my mag, I like to fold the pages and continue to read where I left off. I like the idea that I have something to absorb the coffee that I spilt on the table and I like carrying it in my purse and loaning it to friends.

Isn't it ironic that I enjoy a technologically savvy mag? But I like the articles.

  Once I get past the fact that  inside this square box of pages is a techie world where everything computer is a good thing for our culture I can sit down and read it.  Unfortunately for me, this is a man's world  full of men that really don't have many other interests. If they read books they are science fiction, if they go outside  in the world of nature it's to conquer it with super duper gadgets. If they do couples stuff  I haven't found it yet and so I have rightly concluded that this magazine is so totally NOT GIRLIE it's rather alienating.

( I still can't figure out why Wired Magazine does not hire Lady Literature to pop it up a big and expand the readers world view, ( Goggle lady literature and Oliver Twist on Utube) Shall we expand out horizons and increase Wired' magazine subscription base to include the fairer sex  more gadgets and other interests?

NOTE to WIRED magazine. You have heard of funny,  Right? 

Does technology wipe out creativity? YES YES YES

 Can a 3D tree really do it for me? NO NO NO.

CHAPTER 2.

How I learned about Cyber Crime, Global Warming.

Despite this bias I loved the May and June edition of 2015 because of a great story called Silk Road. It's about a really cute guy named Ross Ulbrich a.k.a. Dread Pirate Robets who managed to build a drug empire selling everything from prescription drugs to heroin on the internet and also arranging home delivery!

This story has everything, from Bad guys, to  good guys, cloak and dagger mysteries, twists and turns, betrayal, murder and justice. Everything of course , EXCEPT girls. There is just one female character and NO, she does not wear a cat woman leotard.

(This is  going to made a great move. I'm thinking Zac Ephron, as the really cute dude drug king pin)

Anyway, in this fab narrative the FBI and the CIA and DEA try to get this Ross guy.

However,  it becomes glaringly clear that the  US government is  shockingly behind the eight ball when it comes to cyber crimes.

Just last week millions of government files were  compromised due to a cyber crime strike. WAKE UP AMERCA!!!!!

We are a switch away from disaster.

When it comes to cyber crime we are going to get our ass wiped.

 From this article I learned a couple of reasons about why it's so hard to catch these criminals. Why videos of small girls getting raped are readily accessible and why human trafficking can proliferate seamlessly. 

Ok, are you ready for this?

Don't be scared and don't get a blank look on your face, I will rip off the band aid fast. 

All computers have a server which is another computer that is physically hidden somewhere else. That hidden computer is what we have to find when were are looking for the bad guys. And where are these computers stored? Did you know that under the ground, way under the ground NORWAY protects server graveyards? For Real!

 Norway is the Swizerland of the server with tight privacy laws that prevent the good guys from getting to them.  Servers are the bad guys cloaking device.

And get this. Norway was selected because of the weather. It's cold there and the millions of cable and wires that need to be kept cool are dug deep in  the earth.

 When I read this it occurred to me that it can't be good for global warming to dig deep into the earth to cool millions of miles of cable. Isn't that like microwaving the earth?

Is it really a stretch to think that it's us who are heating up the earth from the bottom up. Don't you think that will contribute to the melting of icebergs? Clearly I need some people in the know to verify speculations like this,  so my readers you can be my detectives.

I  need people to help me take it to the next level.


THANKS really good writer Joshua Bearman (with additional  reporting by Joshua David and Steven Leckart).  I know that you couldn't do much with the one flat female character that you had to work with but do these guys ever have sex, with anything?)

NOTE to WIRED magazine:  

1.  You have heard of funny,  Right? 

 

2. Girls WITHOUT catsuits really do exist and we want to know about techie   stuff too!

Merrick Lamb Lung Dog Treats Save The Day! Yum Yum!

My dog never ate a treat in his whole life. He is NOT food motivated and consequently I am a good slave and HE a good master. 

But today it all changed. My little treat spitter outter discovered  Merrick Lamb lung? Yep, that's right! Delicious and nutritious lamb lung all dried up in these little squares finally please my master. He's getting older and is currently an official little mute. He can't see, and he can't hear and so I was concerned about his natural weight loss at this age. Adding delicious and nutritious  lamb lung gave him that little extra boost.

And the bonus is my cats love them too. I do however, have one  suggestion for the Merrick people. The delicious and nutritious lamb lung squares are a little to big for the small mouths that I feed. I have to struggle to break them in thirds.

Despite this inconvenience... HATS off to MERRICK !!!!!