I’m Embarrassed…and Mad as Hell

 

First, I need to apologize to you my readers, for I have sinned. It seems that the 60000 or so articles, photo’s, images, etc. that I have sent to Pinterest were first posted here on my blog. I was as proud as a peacock because my views on Pinterest per month were 850,000. That’s a bunch. But not many followers. Why not? So I did some research into my posts on Pinterest and found that about 25% of them:

  1. The source didn’t exist anymore.
  2. The source, when clicked, led to spam.(Blocked by my anti-virus).
  3. The source, when clicked, led to a dangerous web site. Ditto on blocking.

What this meant was that I was polluting my blog, my Pinterest account, and anyone else who clicked on these bogus sites. That’s why I am so embarrassed. My intent is to provide an entertaining blog where one can find useful info on a variety of topics. I consider myself the Ed Sullivan of the Blog world. You’ll have to Google him, but he wasn’t skilled at much of anything other than being a great mc, but every Sunday evening he brought superior entertainment to the folks watching tv, some in B & W. He was a showman. Guess who brought The Beatles and Rolling Stones to live tv first? Ed Sullivan. Comedy kings, fabulous singers, actors all appeared on his. “Show of Shows”. So that was going to be me. Until I realized that no one followed me because one of four posts led to empty sites, or spam, or worse, malicious sites.

I began to then check every post I pinned to Pinterest. So far I have cut 20000 questionable pins from my account. Am I mad? Oh, you bet I am. So I am using a business account with Pinterest. Do you think I could get at least a modicum of heads-up that many of my posts were questionable. No. 60000 posts later I happen to stumble upon them. I put much time and sweat equity into those articles and posts only to now spend more time and energy inspecting each one for spam and dangerous websites. And I’m mad at these same slimy creatures who post dangerous stuff hoping to snag the unknowing into what they are about to encounter.

The bad news is I’m only half done, checking each image and article until I know they are safe or not. I have taken to mass deletions in some albums. It’s frustrating that there are so many scammers in cyberspace, and I walked into their cobweb. Even the most innocent looking photo or posts can’t be trusted. Fortunately, I have deleted thousands of them and am a fervent convert to checking each source of my posts even if recommended by Pinterest. That’s part of the anger. Even Pinterest doesn’t know what’s going on. But I do, and now so do you.

You have my word that no more questionable articles, photo’s etc. will be posted on my blog and Pinterest until I verify the source is safe.. I apologize again for being so naive. The ghost of Ed Sullivan is spinning in his grave.

Chicago: 104 BLM: 0

104, that’s how any people were shot in Chicago last weekend. Of those shot, 14 were killed, including 5 children. This is the same city that has a black mayor, and a black chief of police. What the city doesn’t have, but surely needs, is BLM.

Where are you guys? Marching somewhere safe, I suppose. Going to build another safe zone for yourselves. In some safe city, I suppose. Going to preach to us, how much you matter? While you hide away someplace safe, there’s some real discrimination happening. Not white against black. Try black against black. Discrimination and killing.

I challenge you to get your caravans together, from all over the country, and come to Chicago. I dare you to establish a safe zone in Chicago’s West Side. I dare you to disrupt the flow of drug trafficking that goes on there. Just be prepared for some serious discrimination. And it won’t be from us whites.

Die Bitches. Just Die!

This is a message to all covid-19 coronavirus spores that are starting to melt under our late spring’s heat and humidity. For all of the millions of innocent people around the world who have suffered, died and experienced extreme misery due to you, I have just one thing to say as you scream out, “Help me, help me. I’M meltingggggg”. Just one thing to say to you:

Die Bitches, Just Die !