My Opinion On The Revenge Porn Websites

There are websites where jilted men can post naked photos of their ex-girlfriend/wife with all the information they want to reveal in a smear campaign:  names, address, phone numbers, etc., thereby allowing stalkers, rapists, and freaks to find them.

Look, I'm sorry this will offend those that have been hurt, but if you let someone take a naked picture of you:  You're an idiot.  "I was in a long-time committed relationship" is what most of the victims are saying.  "I trusted them."

You weren't married and even if you were, you'd better make DARN sure they have no access to any of it in case you get divorced.  No files, no negatives, not the camera, don't text it, email, or anything else.

I've been married 17 years.  SEVENTEEN YEARS.  I'm pretty sure it's "'til death do us part" (one way or the other), but there is no way he will get a naked picture of me.  He has ME to look at, he doesn't need "proof".  Traveling?  Phone call.  Use your imagination if you need an image.

Naked Skype?  Not a chance!  I know you can capture an image...

How immature and petty does a man have to be that he has to post naked pictures to get revenge?  The worst part is they do it anonymously.  You really want to ruin someone's life?  You should give them the chance to somehow get even, attach your name and mugshot to your idiotic actions!  Because women travel in packs.

I find it truly sad and pathetic.

When did we stop meeting people that looked better than your ex and flaunting that?  Dating someone more successful?  Moving on and moving up?

These women are being wrongly judged and it's affecting not only their self-esteem, but when your boss, co-workers, or friends Google you, this is what will come up. This isn't a short-term revenge out of temporary anger, it's a total life ruination.

The guy that runs the original website stands behind his idea with freedom of speech, freedom of the internet.  Probably because he is profiting from it and that is just cowardly and greedy.  He is hurting people in ways that he can't fathom (or doesn't care because it's not him) and until women get so distraught they start committing suicide over their distress, it will continue.

I hope the women suing get the websites taken down.  If they can regulate internet gambling in this country, child pornography  illegal sales, then why can't they regulate porn-against-a-woman's-will?  That can't be legal.  Exploitation charges?

In the meantime, stop letting your men take naked photos of you, it's a stupid choice that should red-flag your brain immediately!!  Stop drinking so much you'll agree to anything.  I don't think a petition (currently circulating) will end this.

NOT letting them taking pictures is your only safeguard to protect yourself and your future.

My Unintentional Cat Whisperer Vibes

I like all kinds of furry animals, but cats are my particular favorites.  Perhaps because they taught me at an early age that I was special to them.  I own two Maine Coons as well as an Australian Shepherd.

When I was two we were in a pet store buying turtle food when the one and only kitten, a white Persian reached out, grabbed me, and refused to let go until my mom brought it home with us.  It was eventually stolen, but that cat followed me everywhere.

They would follow me home from school when I was young and we still lived in the city.  They would find me in a parking lot, they would rush at me from trees, and they would sit on our carport just waiting for me to come out to pet them.  I never encouraged this, I wasn't feeding them, they just came.

My mom once dated the guy who raised the big cats for the Audubon Zoo.  We were at his house and I rolled around and played alone with a lion named Sampson.  I'll never forget how that made me feel.

My husband and I met 18 years ago and he noticed this behavior right off the bat.  That's partially why he believes I'm some sort of witch.  Being from New Orleans, where voodoo is prominent, and his being from New England where he grew up superstitious doesn't help.  He has this Stephen King Sleepwalkers fear they want to eat his face off.  He won't let me have any bigger than a Maine Coon because he thinks they'll make him dinner.

When we bought our first house in a cul-de-sac in Utah, the neighbors couldn't keep their indoor cat home.  It would dart at every opportunity to our house and sit in the front window or try to come inside.  Another neighbor's cat did the same thing and when they moved, they left him behind because he refused to go with him.  We ended up taking him in because they never came back feeling he abandoned them.

One Halloween, me and a friend from our cul-de-sac were walking our children around trick-or-treating and a kitten came bolting from around a corner straight at me and leaped into my arms.  "Do you know that cat?" she asked.  "Never seen it before," I replied as I nuzzled it.  She gave me a funny look and didn't hang out with me any more.

When we moved to North Carolina, my husband and I went for a walk one evening and a little orange cat left a front porch and came running to me.  It tried to climb my leg so I picked it up and pet her little head then set her down.  She followed us after for a long time and I had to stop and tell her, "No, sweetie you have to go home to your house."  She looked at me sadly and went home.  My husband gave me the oddest look.  I just shrugged and we moved on.

(Beloved Butler 11/1/1996 - 5/26/2012)

We often are awakened to my oldest cat yelling out the window because there is a cat wanting in.  Actually, we've had about twenty cats since we've lived here hanging around, wanting inside.

I currently have a foster cat in our guest room.  I work with an animal rescue group and there is a feral kitten they took in before I started volunteering there.  Sassy is her name.  She is very shy and doesn't work well with anyone so she has just stayed in her enclosure at Petsmart for the last several months.

She liked me.

When she heard my voice she came to the glass, she'd put her paw up reaching for me, she cuddled with me, and would always turn sad and sullen when I'd leave at the end of adoption day.  So I brought her home for a "cage break" and to try to help her be more social with others.

She is working well with the rest of my family and even our pets, so I'm hoping she'll get adopted soon.

This morning, there was a beautiful black cat outside my window screaming for me.  I went out to see what all the caterwauling was about and he jumped into my arms.  De-clawed and obviously a house cat, I had to send him home.

I've heard it's because they are drawn to my energy, that they are in some way my guardians, and that I would make a good modern day witch.

Shhh!  Don't tell my husband...  ;)