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  • Baby It’s Cold Outside ~ Just a Christmas Classic, Not a Date Rape Anthem

    As some folks may know, feminist agitators are calling to have the Holiday themed song “Baby It’s Cold Outside” banned, because in their minds it comes across as describing a date rape.


    I wish this was a fake news satirical story, but sadly, it’s true. Liberal activists are outraged that the seasonal song Baby it’s Cold Outside should be banned because, wait for it, it promotes sexual harrassment and non-consensual sex.

    It’s a movement that started a few years ago and has been taken up with more fervor and passion every Christmas season. But this season, the movement has gained steam because, according to HuffPo, a pair of songwriters have offered up alternate lyrics to make the song more politically correct, socially acceptable, and completely awful:

    The duo, singer-songwriters Lydia Liza and Josiah Lemanski, told CNN that they felt that the original song was “aggressive and inappropriate,” arguing that the listener never finds out what happens to the woman in the song.

    “You never figure out if she gets to go home. You never figure out if there was something in her drink. It just leaves you with a bad taste in your mouth,” said Liza.

    The couple’s revised lyrics are adorably consensual, opening with “I really can’t stay” sung by Liza and “Baby, I’m fine with that” sung by Lemanski.

    Most notably, when Liza sings, “I ought to say no, no, no,” Lemanksi responds with “You reserve the right to say no.”

    The rest of the lyrics include a reference to Pomegranate La Croix (we’re unclear as to whether or not this flavor exists, but we’d totally drink it if it were real), as well as plans for a date at The Cheesecake Factory.


    When I heard about this, the Debbie Downer noise went through my head.



    It’s the Holidays. It’s Christmas! It’s a classic. And, it was written long ago, before feminists began peeking into every tradition in America in search of things to be outraged about.

    If anything, the song is a window into how women acted in the past. He wants her to stay, and she’s saying: “I have to go home. I am a chaste and respectable girl, and I have too much respect for myself and you to spend the night, since we aren’t married.”

    So what if the song doesn’t say whether she went home or not? Use your imagination. Its just a nice song, one that I have enjoyed for years. Why must everything be cause for a witch hunt?

    Here’s the song, sung by Dean Martin in 1959:



    It brings to mind a different time. A time where men and women actually got to know each other before having sex. Maybe some of us still like to reflect on what it was like back then.

    My parents were married in 1956. This was their era. Women’s fashions included tasteful dresses, shoes, and hats. My mother wore hats and gloves to church. And men dressed in suits and hats if they were taking a girl on a special first date.

    I have a feeling the subjects of this song were not merely dating, because few women who weren’t engaged would go home with a man, and even the ones who were engaged and visited their fiancés went home at night!

    It takes a pretty low mind to take today’s behavior of slipping roofies into a girl’s drink and insert it into the meaning of this song. As far as I know, this behavior was not widespread back in the 50s. And I suspect that no man with any respect for women or himself would do such a thing today.

    Maybe it would be better for the feminists to warn girls not to meet strange men in bars.

    Why are the feminists concerned only about what might have been slipped into the drink? Why not encourage young women not to go out and get drunk at all? Why not encourage them not to hook up with multiple different men?

    Sigh. It’s like a friend of mine said: These Leftists/feminists/activists feel like it’s their mission in life to find fault with every single tradition in America.

    The nonsense above is just this week’s offering. Meh. I’m not listening to them, and neither should anyone else who enjoys the song “Baby It’s Cold Outside.”



    Speaking of Holiday favorites, here are a few more of mine:



    More Sinatra. I only like him at Christmas.



    Silent Night is beautiful no matter who sings it, but I like this version.



    And finally, there’s this.



    I’m not sure how many people (if any) are regular followers of this blog, but if there are any, you probably know of my love for Bruce Springsteen’s music, and also my distaste for his recent behavior re the 2016 Presidential Election and other behavior over the past year.

    This includes the nonsense regarding Mike Pence’s attendance at the musical “Hamilton”, where our VP elect was booed in front of his family by audience members, and lectured by the cast, who implied that the new administration would not protect them.

    It was a blot on the Democrats, period. It was a low class, nasty thing to do. But of course, Springsteen and his wife Patti Scialfa made it a point to go to NYC the very next day to attend a performance of Hamilton. I saw it on Scialfa’s Instagram account, which I still visit occasionally, because I want to follow her again. And him.

    But her photos made it plain that the Springsteen family have chosen sides. They are firmly and without shame on the side of the people who booed and lectured Pence, and against we who would like to give Trump and Pence a chance, the same way we did Obama back in 2008.

    Though the people who want to ban Baby it’s Cold Outside, and the Hamilton Cast, and the Springsteen Family, and all others of their mindset may believe they have the Spirit of Christmas or the Holidays in their hearts, their actions say the opposite.

    This season is supposed to be joyous. People usually open their hearts and wish goodwill on their neighbors. But that’s not what these folks are doing.

    They are doing the opposite–sowing more seeds of division and exclusiveness each time they decide they want to ban a song that has been around for 80 years, or show their disdain for those of us who disagree with them politically.

    Will they ever learn?

    I hope so. That’s why, even though I have not listened to Springsteen much since April, I am beginning to listen again. I’m going to at least try, since I do love the music. And I will always listen to Merry Christmas Baby. You see, I am not one to exclude a simple song from my own life or anyone else’s, just because I disagree with the artist on politics.

    If only the behavior was reciprocated, how much more joy would there be.



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  • The Epitome of Divisiveness ~ Bruce Springsteen and The E Street Band

    I’m not going to spend too much time on this post, but I feel the need to set down my opinion on the latest slap in the face to America by Springsteen and his band.

    On July 7, 2016, a sniper/gunman began picking off Dallas Police Officers at a Black Lives Matter protest in Dallas, Texas. 5 officers were killed and 7 officers and 2 civilians were injured.

    The shooter had ties to the New Black Panther Party.

    Officials said they had found no evidence that the gunman, Micah Johnson, 25, had direct ties to any protest or political group, either peaceful or violent, but his Facebook page showed that he supported the New Black Panther Party, a group that has advocated violence against whites, and Jews in particular.


    During the standoff, Mr. Johnson, who was black, told police negotiators that “he was upset about Black Lives Matter,” Chief Brown said. “He said he was upset about the recent police shootings. The suspect said he was upset at white people. The suspect stated he wanted to kill white people, especially white officers.”


    At least one BLM protester, after being shot in the leg, was shielded by police officers who covered her and her son with their own bodies.

    And after a week of violence, unrest and heartbreak in America, and American, Bruce Springsteen, and his Band The E Street Band, also Americans, chose to play the the song, 41 Shots (American Skin) at a concert in Werchter Belgium.

    Note the date of the concert– July, 9, two days after the massacre of the Dallas police. Jake Clemons, who plays saxophone for the E Streeters gave the “hands up, don’t shoot” sign several times during this shameful performance, despite that fact that Hands Up, Don’t Shoot was built on a lie.

    I forced myself to watch the performance till the end, in hopes that Springsteen would mention the massacre of the Dallas Police Officers, but he didn’t. No mention was made of the killings in Dallas, unless at a time later in the show.

    I took the trouble to look at the setlist for this show.


    Nothing above gives me any indication that Springsteen might possibly have given a thought to the Dallas incident.

    Mansion on a Hill is a song about rich people living behind gates and fences while those less fortunate longingly gaze at the home and listen to all the fun going on behind the fence.

    Incidentally, Springsteen himself lives in just such a home right now.

    Born In The USA is another 60s style protest anthem regarding the war in Vietnam, which, incidentally, Springsteen did not fight in because he dodged the draft. Other poor and less fortunate Americans were drafted and killed, yet Springsteen chose to lie to the draft board. I have the proof and here it is:



    The above issue of Rolling Stone is sitting on my coffee table. And BTW, I have no love for the draft, and hold nothing whatsoever against anyone who did not fight in Vietnam, whether they went to school instead or even those who may have done what Bruce did.

    However… many of these people do not fan the flames of racial division in 2016. Bruce and his band do, so, I thought I should set the record straight. It’s above, in his own words.

    The other songs are made up of many of my favorites. I no longer listen, though, because I love my country and Bruce and his Band hate America. They also seem to hate anyone who does not subscribe to their narrow vision of Leftist totalitarian thought.

    My own son, an Air Force veteran, questioned me on Memorial Day about being a Bruce fan, stating that Springsteen is so far left as to be anti-American. I felt terrible about it, even though I agreed with my son, who served our country honorably. I assured him that we no longer support Bruce, and he was relieved to hear it.

    If Springsteen cared the slightest bit for America, he would not have played American Skin while the country is being ripped apart along racial lines. If he loved his country, he would have chosen another song, out of respect for the police in Dallas.

    There is no excuse for his behavior, period. He is a domestic enemy of this country, doing his best to further divide us and adding to the heartbreak of too many people to list here.

    A dear friend, whose husband is a police officer, says that Springsteen and his band should be forbidden to reenter the country. I certainly do not blame her for her opinion.

    At the very least, Law Enforcement Officers should refuse to have anything to do with him, as they have done with Beyoncé, and refuse to work security at any Springsteen shows.

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  • My Semi-Breakup with Classic Rock

    What a sad situation I find myself in as I write this. I’m listening to Bachman Turner Overdrive’s Greatest hits, many of which remind me of the days when my husband and I first met.

    As far as I know, no one from BTO has weighed in on American bathrooms or the Republican Party, of which I am a member. And this is not necessarily because I agree with the party on many things. It’s strictly a matter of necessity, since I cannot vote in primaries in my home state of Pennsylvania if I’m registered as an Independent, the way my husband used to be.

    This post will consist of many photos. Here are a few.

    Part of our music room. As you can see, we are Classic Rock addicts.
    1970s stereo system. Springsteen and Clarence Clemons hang in the background. On right, Frank Zappa.
    A few of my husband’s guitars. Led Zeppelin poster in background.
    Pierre Robert, beloved Philadelphia Icon DJ at WMMR, poses with my husband at The Eagles concert at Wells Fargo Center in 2013
    Pierre Robert, beloved Philadelphia Icon & DJ at WMMR, poses with my husband at The Eagles concert at Wells Fargo Center in 2013


    So, you see, we are immersed in Classic Rock. This is not strictly for weekends, but a way of life. For my husband, the music begins at 6 am, continues through the workday while listening to WMGK, Philadelphia’s other Classic Rock station, and ends at bedtime, unless we are with our family, working outside, or watching TV or a movie.

    My husband’s interest in Rock began in his teen years.

    He was born in 1959, and always said that if he were born three years earlier, he would have found a way to get to Woodstock. And I have no doubt in my mind that he would have. He was 10 during the summer of ’69 (Thank you, Brian Adams, for ruining that song for me), but if he had been 13 or 14, he would have been in New York state, wandering around with the hippies who are running our government today.

    My love affair with the genre began at approximately age 13. (I would never have dreamed of going to Woodstock. My father would never have allowed it, and I was too afraid of defying him to even begin to think of such a thing). Before that, I liked pop hits and top 40. I believe the first vinyl I ever owned was Aerosmith’s Rocks. My sister and cousins and I liked their sound.

    This continued. We liked the artists of the 1970s, many songs of which play in my mind when remembering fun times at the beach with my family. This includes the band Boston, who just disrespected their fans in the state of North Carolina by canceling a show without sufficient notice for ideological reasons regarding bathrooms.


    Our history with the Classic Rock band, Boston. Extensive vinyl collection, including Springsteen's Born In The USA, bottom left.
    Our history with the Classic Rock band, Boston. Extensive vinyl collection, including Springsteen’s Born In The USA, bottom left.


    They also dissed every citizen in America who dissents from their pronouncement that men should be able to walk into a ladies room for whatever reason, thereby turning convention, tradition and reasonable safety applications for women and girls upside down, without regard for the feelings of older ladies or anyone else not ready for such a change.

    My mother, an 80 year old widow, does not want to see a man in a ladies room when she has gone inside for the usual reasons. Neither do I, or my sister, cousins or nieces. We don’t have to give any explanation as to why.

    We just don’t want it. And we do not want our grandkids to have to deal with such a thing, either. That’s for safety reasons.


    FLY 4


    The above, IMO, is true. Others may be of a different opinion, but this is my blog, and I have a voice. And, BTW, having spoken to many people who differ politically and ideologically on many different issues, more people agree with me than not.

    Since there is no way, at this point in time, to measure the number of Americans who want men to pee next to their daughters, wives, sisters and mothers, I’m just going to throw out a number which seems, to me, to err on the side of the proponents for shared bathrooms.

    I think their number is probably less than 17% of Americans in total. I came to my conclusion based on a few facts.

    1) Transgendered Americans make up less than 1% of America as a whole.

    2) Homosexual Americans make up roughly 3% of America as a whole. (Yes, I know this is hard to believe, given the fact that almost every television program or movie contains a gay character, but rest assured my info is correct. I’m not going to bother to look up stats to link to here. Google is available to everyone, and Gallop or Pew has done the counting for us.

    3) I know for a fact that some in the LGBT community do not agree with shared bathrooms, and resent being used as pawns by American Progressives.

    4) The very, very far Left in America is a minority. We only have to hear about them every day because they have all of entertainment and mainstream news bleating their talking points for them. And also one filthy rich rockstar, Bruce Springsteen, who began this entire cluster of unbelievable overreach and bullshit when he started this misguided crusade to fiddle with the lives of those whom he believes are inferior to him.

    In case you aren’t aware, Springsteen’s name is now mud in America to all but his hard core fans, progressive activist Leftists, and himself. His little stunt backfired on him, but good. He has lost fans without number, including me. I saw comment threads all over Facebook where former fans voiced their disgust and vowed to never support him again.

    I cannot list or picture the extent of my Springsteen collection here. There is too much stuff to photograph or list. Suffice to say that including shows, my husband has probably forked out at least 4 thousand bucks over the years, simply on Springsteen. That’s a lot of money. And for what? To be insulted by him, his band, his Tramp fans and anyone else who disagrees on bathrooms?

    Even his guitarist, Stevie Van Zandt, seems to have caught on that this latest stunt might not be working out the way the E Streeters theorized, since one of his latest tweets asked people to “forget about politics (the fun’s over anyway)” (paraphrase). The fun is over. Stirring up a crazy hornets nest with regard to the lives of the little people is, to Miami Steve, “fun”. For the rest of us, not so much.

    So, though I can’t be positive, my estimated number of less than 17% of Americans wanting shared bathrooms is probably reasonably accurate.

    Now, back to Rock & Roll.

    I now find myself in the unfortunate position of having to research every artist whom I might like to see play a show live, just to make sure they won’t insult me from the stage after I have forked over hard earned money to buy a ticket to hear them play music.

    I must do this because we, my husband and I, are fighting back now. We are boycotting all proponents of shared bathrooms, and all who slander us unfairly, for the foreseeable future. This includes the retail chain, Target. And we are not the only Americans boycotting. Many people are doing what we’re doing.

    As for the Rockers, what the hell happened here? How in God’s name did musicians who were supposed to be all about free expression get such big heads? How can they not know (or care) that at least half — if not more — of their audience does not agree with them, and have actually swallowed more insults over the years than anyone would if we were dealing with any other business?

    I’ve heard people say that these musicians are simply too stupid to know what they are doing, but that, I’m afraid, is not true. People who can play music naturally the way these bands and their members do are far from stupid. In fact, they most likely are highly intelligent. Their IQs are probably higher than average.

    This is because it is a gift to be able to play guitar the way they do, or piano, or to vocalize while doing both. Most people can’t do such things. You cannot be stupid and still have the ability to play music by ear, without reading it, the way I suspect Springsteen may. As far as I know, Springsteen was not trained classically, though his wife, Patti Scialfa was.

    My son has the gift of playing guitar without reading music. He doesn’t know how to read music–he plays by ear. This is not the mark of a stupid human being.

    So upon reflection, I suspect that in the case of Springsteen and others, the issue is not stupidity, but arrogance.

    For more in this vein, please read the article, The smug style in American Liberalism, by  Emmett Rensin  of Vox.com, a Liberal website. The article is a rare moment of self awareness by a Liberal, regarding Liberals as a group, by one of their own. It is also a stinging indictment of American Liberals, their arrogance, their refusal to tolerate any dissent from their ideology, their hateful name calling tactics, and other unpleasant facts.


    There is a smug style in American liberalism. It has been growing these past decades. It is a way of conducting politics, predicated on the belief that American life is not divided by moral difference or policy divergence — not really — but by the failure of half the country to know what’s good for them.

    In 2016, the smug style has found expression in media and in policy, in the attitudes of liberals both visible and private, providing a foundational set of assumptions above which a great number of liberals comport their understanding of the world.

    It has led an American ideology hitherto responsible for a great share of the good accomplished over the past century of our political life to a posture of reaction and disrespect: a condescending, defensive sneer toward any person or movement outside of its consensus, dressed up as a monopoly on reason.


    The above speaks volumes to me, as does much of the rest of this article. Below is another example from the above article of the smug style of the American Liberal:


    In November of last year, during the week when it became temporarily fashionable for American governors to declare that Syrian refugees would not be welcome in their state, Hamilton Nolan wrote an essay for Gawker called “Dumb Hicks Are America’s Greatest Threat.

    If there has ever been a tirade so dedicated to the smug style, to the proposition that it is neither malice, nor capital, nor ideological difference, but rather the backward stupidity of poor people that has ruined the state of American policy, then it is hidden beyond our view, in some uncool place, far from the front page of Gawker.

    “Many of America’s political leaders are warning of the dangers posed by Syrian refugees. They are underestimating, though, the much greater danger: dumbass hicks, in charge of things,” Nolan wrote. “…You, our elected officials, are embarrassing us. All of us, except your fellow dumb hicks, who voted for you in large numbers. You — our racist, xenophobic, knuckle-dragging ignorant leaders — are making us look bad in front of the guests (the whole world). You are the bad cousin in the family who always ruins Thanksgiving. Go in the back room and drink a can of beer alone please.”


    Dumbass hicks. Stupid fools, clinging to God & guns. Ignorant. Stupid Republicans. All the same shit I’ve been reading and hearing and listening to for 15 years.

    The latest outrage, that of insisting that my daughter or granddaughter should welcome strange men into the bathroom just backfired, though.

    The talking points aren’t working anymore. I’ve seen them over the past week. In this particular instance there approximately 12 variations on the 3 main Leftist talking points which must have been issued from the top echelons of this bathroom scheme, which I keep seeing over and over and over on different forums: If you feel that a person who still possesses a penis should not be permitted to enter a bathroom where your wife, mother, sister or child has retreated to pee in relative privacy, you are:

    1. a bigot
    2. a stupid bigot
    3. a right wing Republican bigot
    4. A hick who has sex with your daughter
    5. a KKK member
    6. You are worried about the wrong people; you should worry about men in your own family, since Republican men are much more likely to abuse women or molest children than any other group.
    7. you are discriminating
    8. you are against human rights
    9. you are backward
    10. you are a knuckle dragger
    11. you are dumb
    12. you are stupid.

    Though there may be others, those were the ones that were repeated, over and over and over again, on twitter and Facebook. So, I assume that is the argument and basis for the case for shared bathrooms.

    Compare the above talking points to the quote from the Vox article above. Does anything stand out? Do you see any similarities? Any differences?

    Think about it.

    The same scenario plays out each time there is any incident which might help Leftists advance their various causes, like gun control, or abortion on demand, or whatever.

    Let’s say there is a shooting somewhere in America. The talking points begin before the bodies are cold, before anyone knows who the perpetrators were, or any other information on the case. The Leftist talking points re a shooting are usually a bit different, yet still the same. They usually begin by throwing out a point that “It was probably a tea bagger” or some such insult. And then it goes on from there, with the addition of the words “stupid” “hick” “uncaring”, etc.  I’ve seen it all, over and over again.

    What terrible times we find ourselves living through. But we must struggle on, and continue to fight for our way of life. And we will.




    As the quote above illustrates, we have no choice. And whether we prevail depends solely on God, in whom I trust. I pray daily for a resolution, and I refuse to despair, but I can’t un-see what I have already seen.

    Knowing we are in an ideological war with smug Liberals doesn’t mitigate the hurt. I have come to a  very sad and hurtful conclusion. Though I have known this for awhile, I was hoping we could heal in some way, and perhaps coexist, as those Liberal bumper stickers are always saying we should.

    But, I no longer believe we will be able to come together, unless, by a miracle of God, Liberals become self aware, and decide to respect the views and beliefs of other Americans.

    I hope it happens, and pray that it will.  But at this point, the ball is in their court. Only they can change things. And as long as Liberals believe themselves to know what is best for everyone, I’m not sure things will get better.

    Liberals do not believe that my Republican husband knows what is best for himself and his family. They believe my husband is more dangerous than a terrorist. A decent, hardworking family man, who has never done anything wrong except to believe that he, himself, has the right to his own views and opinions.

    But to the smug Liberal, he has no value, unless as that of a conscript who works to pay taxes for the smug Liberals to spend on social programs, like shared bathrooms in public schools.  Outside of his contribution as a “worker”, he has no value, and must be silenced, marginalized and driven out of any and all public discourse.

    After all… he’s a Republican. And so was my father.

    Leftists, as a group, consider any American who disagrees with them on any issue whatsoever  a second class citizen, one who may and should be used as punching bag via cell phone and chased off of all public forums, shut down and shoved into a closet.

    This has come home to me over the past two weeks as it never has in the past.

    We don’t have rights. We are not permitted to run our own lives anymore, all because a very small segment of Americans, including beloved Rock icons, believe they know best.

    So, here we are.

    Back to my dilemma. WMGK is sponsoring a summer concert in July, featuring Bad Company and Joe Walsh. My husband wanted to attend the show, but now that we know for sure that a Rock star’s politics and ideology come before playing music and entertaining the people who pay to see them, we needed to check out the latest news on these bands.


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    The Eagles. Glenn Frey, whose death was a blow, is center. Joe Walsh is on the far left.


    This task falls to me, since my husband is a very busy working man, and has no time to do the research. And it didn’t take long for me to have the answer to the question.

    No, we can’t go. We cannot pay hard earned money to see Joe Walsh, one of our favorites over the years, because he has stated that the Republican candidates, and, by default, their supporters, are spiteful, vitriolic, fear mongering bullies. Which, as I can attest, is simply projection, pure and simple.

    Please click here.



    “I am very concerned about the rampant vitriol, fear-mongering and bullying coming from the current Republican campaigns,” the 68-year-old rocker said. “It is both isolationist and spiteful. I cannot in good conscience endorse the Republican party in any way.”

    Walsh is also co-headlining the One Hell of a Night Tour with Bad Company, beginning May 12. There’s currently a tour date on June 30 in Charlotte, North Carolina, a state that has seen several entertainers cancel concerts and other performances in protest of the state’s newly passed Public Facilities Privacy and Security Act. It’s unclear, at least for now, if Walsh will also nix his upcoming performance in North Carolina.


    So you see, we cannot go to this summer show, which we would have loved.

    It doesn’t bother me that Walsh pulled out of the concert. He did it with plenty of notice, and if he didn’t know it was related to the Republicans, he has every right to decline to play.


    My issue is with the following statements:

    “I am very concerned about the rampant vitriol, fear-mongering and bullying coming from the current Republican campaigns.”

    “It is both isolationist and spiteful.”


    The above are the reason we are boycotting Joe Walsh. My husband and I are Republicans. We support Senator Ted Cruz, whose campaign is in no way hateful, or fear mongering, or bullying, or in any way whatsoever vitriolic.

    The idea of Joe Walsh passing judgment on Ted Cruz, a man of integrity, whose record is stellar and in no way hateful, is completely unacceptable to me, as a fellow Conservative and supporter. It is also unacceptable to my husband.

    In fact, I have already tweeted Senator Cruz himself, and also his campaign, asking respectfully that they please refrain from playing any music from any Leftist Rocker or other Leftist musician if Cruz is the nominee.

    These bands love it when Republican politicians play their music. They enjoy asking the Republican second class citizens to cease and desist. They like the publicity, and as an added bonus, they get to watch the feeding frenzy on social media, as these candidates and their supporters are trashed, slapped down and degraded by their smug liberal minions and foot soldiers.

    But… if I were Joe Walsh and Bad Company, I’d think long and hard about the upcoming scheduled show in North Carolina.

    Joe, if you happen to see this post (which I know is impossible) you may want to be sort of careful.

    Look at what happened to Springsteen. If you’re gonna cancel, do it soon. Don’t wait until 2 days prior, as others in this movement seem to be doing, in order to hurt more fans by hitting them with travel and lodging costs that can’t be recouped. And maybe you should give another reason for the cancellation. Just say you overbooked or something.

    I’m sure that as smart and savvy as you are, you’ll think of some reason that will allow you to cancel without shitting on your fans. If you want to keep what fans you have that aren’t to the left of Mao, you better not pull a stunt like those of Springsteen, Boston or Pearl Jam.

    Just a word of advice from a second class citizen and lover of your music.




    As of now, I cannot bear to listen to Bruce. And up until two weeks ago, I listened almost daily. When I begin to miss listening to my favorite album, and perhaps reach to play it, my hand won’t move. I can’t listen.

    I’m looking forward to time when I can listen again, and not be hurt. I hope it happens, and I’m sure it will at some point. I’m just not sure when.

    And again, I must understand that Bruce does not want me to listen. I am not worthy, in his narrow mind, of the slightest bit of consideration. Knowing this for sure is rather difficult, but I will get used to it.

    No Republican is worthy. The honest Liberal at Vox.com admitted this himself.

    And if you are a Liberal who is reading this and snickering, and saying, “Oh, such drama. She’s overreacting. She was never a real fan. No real fan of Bruce disagrees with his politics. The very idea is idiotic,” listen up.

    You, yourself, are a smug Liberal. The description of you is contained in the linked article by Vox. You may not believe it, but it describes you to a T. If you don’t like it, I can’t help you. If you are saying the above about me, all I have to say to you is this:

    The Eagles. Glen Frey, center, Joe Walsh, far left.

    And around midnight on November 8th, when you are sitting on your sofa in shock, wondering what the hell just happened, and how in the hell those stupid hicks won in a landslide, I hope you will remember every cheap shot, nasty remark, eye-roll, and insult you hurled at us.

    As for me, I will go on as I have been. I’ll listen to the music of the artists who haven’t slapped me yet, and turn off the radio when those who have slapped me are played, as a protest of my own. So will my Republican husband.

    And I will look for new music as well. There are plenty of bands out there who appreciate their fans.

    Maybe someday, we can get back together, but as I already stated, the ball is the court of the Liberals. It’s up to them, now. They can choose to bring about healing, or they can choose to keep the hate going.

    We other Americans are just trying to get by.

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    Rock & Roll Fantasy

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  • The Bathroom Dilemma ~ (Part 2, Cans in the USA)

    Part 1 of my post on the bathroom controversy is a detailing of the facts re HB2, and other relevant information. To read, click here.



    And now for part 2, starring every American’s “Boss”, Bruce Springsteen. Click here to read Springsteen’s announcement (which I suspect will eventually get him Dixie Chicked) that he had decided to cancel a show in Greensboro, North Carolina because of HB2, which, in his opinion, places an unbearable burden on a small percentage of North Carolinians.

    Said group and their advocates, who object to the new law, were referred to as “freedom fighters.” Yeah. Freedom fighters. Because of a law that states that a person possessing a penis may not enter a communal ladies room in any school, community college, state park or government building, Bruce, whom author and blogger Sarah Hoyt termed a “brain dead lefticle” has deemed them “freedom fighters.”


    As if!

    Below is a photo of American soldiers on a recon mission during the Iraq war.

    U.S. Army Soldiers from Bravo Company, 1st Battalion, 23rd Infantry Regiment conduct an area reconnaissance mission in Baghdad, Iraq, Aug. 11, 2006. (U.S. Navy photo by Gunner's Mate 1st Class Martin Anton Edgil) (Released)
    U.S. Army Soldiers from Bravo Company, 1st Battalion, 23rd Infantry Regiment conduct an area reconnaissance mission in Baghdad, Iraq, Aug. 11, 2006. (U.S. Navy photo by Gunner’s Mate 1st Class Martin Anton Edgil) (Released) Photo credit, Wikipedia.


    Following is a photo of the “freedom fighter” who managed to get a bill passed which the brain dead lefticle™ crowd most likely would have been satisfied with:


    Seaverence, Chad
    Convicted sex offender and Charlotte City Council member Chad Seaverence, who pushed for the bathroom sharing ordinance which HB2 prevented from going into effect.


    Notice the difference? If you were visiting America from another planet, (assuming you understood the definitions of the words “freedom” and “fighter”) which photo would you choose to denote such a group?

    Never mind that HB2 explicitly states that once the transition from male to female or vice versa is complete, the transgendered person may use the bathroom which corresponds to the gender to which they have transitioned. That fact does not matter a damn to Bruce and his fellow travelers.

    In fact, as you will see shortly, the brain dead lefticles™ (trademark added by me, because Sarah’s description is so right on that it deserves distinction) are either completely unaware of the bill’s contents or are lying about it.

    As I’m sure many of my friends know, Springsteen is my favorite artist. I don’t know why, nor can I explain it. All I know is that I was sort of indifferent to his music as a teen, but grew to love it in my twenties.

    Listening has gotten me through numerous hard times, and I have no other answer or excuse. If this sounds like a confession one would make to a priest, in anticipation of absolution, know that it’s because today, after the North Carolina stunt, I’m ashamed of myself for being taken in by this scam band.

    In fact, last night, as I was working on something or other, a Springsteen song began playing upstairs in my husband’s music room. Immediately I screamed: “Turn that shit off!” But the song, “She’s the One” (who can’t spare a square) continued to assault my ears. (My husband plays his music LOUD). So I decided to call him on his cell phone. He didn’t answer. And unfortunately, since I was loathe to stop what I was doing and run up the stairs, I listened till the end.

    Fifteen minutes later, my husband came downstairs and told me he heard my screams and shouts, but could not turn the shit off because he himself was stuck on the can in the unisex upstairs bathroom, doing whatever men do when they have a call of nature.

    Meh. It wasn’t his fault. Everybody has a hungry fart once in awhile. It’s hard to be a saint in the shitty.

    As you can see, I’m trying to be lighthearted about my loss of respect for Bruce and the E Streeters. The music really does mean a lot to me.

    But now, after this stunt by the brain dead lefticle™ I feel like the soundtrack of my life just got flushed down the shitter, along with any inclination I might have had to go see Springsteen “one more time.”

    How lucky and blessed I am to be married to a man who gifted me with tickets to 3 different Springsteen shows, boxed sets, CDs, vinyl, music and books. This is in addition to all the other rock shows he has taken me to. At least I can, if at some point I get past this unbelievable slap in the face to me, my family, friends and all the other Americans who support HB2, listen to the music I already own.

    But that will take time. I have no inclination to pop any Springsteen CD into my car stereo right now. That reminds me–I need to change out my CD travel holder. It’s full of Springsteen CDs, and I don’t want to chance an accidental assault on my own ears. Such a thing might cause me to end up in a wreck on the highway, or lost in the flood. I may find myself behind a 7-11 store, or under an ancient relic of an Exxon sign somewhere in the Twilight Zone. What if I run off the road and enter some sort of window in time? I could end up anywhere! I might find myself in a filthy men’s room in daddy’s garage, staring at a pin up calendar from 1978. Who knows? I might get so scared I’d end up stuck in a swamp in the state of New Jersey. Or, God forbid, face to face with Rosie’s mom! Scary stuff.

    Sigh…Now it’s time for the real shit. Gloves off, Tramps.

    Folks who disparage whole sections of America, all the while demonstrating their ignorance on the matter in question, and referring to concerned Americans as “idiots”, are not what I believed Bruce and the E Street Band to be.

    But I received a rude awakening over the past few days.

    I was aware of the fact that many of Springsteen’s hard core fans were nasty, ignorant and brutal people, because I made the mistake of giving my opinion re Benghazi on his Facebook page in 2012. What followed was an exercise in cruelty, ignorance and stupidity that left me feeling as if I needed a shower.

    After the comments, I hurried to unfollow all the Facebook Springsteen Fan pages I frequented. It had become apparent to me that “my kind” (not a Liberal Democrat SJW) weren’t welcome on these forums, so, I left.

    I found Instagram, where nobody knew what pages I followed. I did not comment on photos, and most of the time I didn’t click the “like” button. Every once in awhile, I would “like” one of Patti Scialfa’s (Springsteen’s wife) photos, but my social media interaction with the Tramps was curtailed by me as a preemptive measure.

    You see, I had felt their disdain, arrogance and cruelty when I ventured that comment. No one really likes being called a liar, or told to get the hell out; you don’t belong here if you don’t support Bruce’s political views. And those were the kindest comments thrown my way.

    All that aside… I never knew until a few days ago that the band members also held “my kind” in disdain. But unfortunately, they themselves demonstrated this truth. The don’t want me, or my husband, or any other non Democrat/Progressive SJW to be their fans. That’s the bottom line. They hold themselves above us. They may tolerate us as long as we continue to fork over our hard earned dough for shows, merchandise and music, but that tolerance comes to a quick and complete end at the first sign of dissent from the religion of progressivism.

    This fact became apparent when I visited the twitter account of Steve Van Zant, E Street guitarist. Click here to see the feed of this upstanding American Rock icon.

    So, here we are.


    Bruce in Drag


    For another perspective on this particular cluster f**k, in addition to other culture war commentary, please read this piece by David Dubrow, a fellow author and blogger, whose photo-shopping skills can be seen above.

    And here’s another wonderful piece on the bathroom boondoggle. This writer asks Bruce how he would feel if a potential granddaughter of his were surprised in a bathroom by the sight of a strange man, among other pertinent questions.

    But like I said… now it’s time for me to say my piece. So buckle up bitches. If you don’t want to read the truth about this bunch of CHORFs who will, for the remainder of this post be termed the brain dead lefticle™ bathroom police, leave now. You’ve been warned.

    To begin, please read the following: Springsteen deliberately hurt fans, workers by cancelling NC show in stand against law banning men from women’s bathrooms.


    Rolling Stone reported Springsteen guitarist Steve Van Zandt said backstage Friday night at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame induction ceremony at the Barclays Center in Brooklyn that Springsteen and his band, The E Street Band, chose to hurt the people of North Carolina to punish them for the state’s new law protecting women and girls from ‘transgender’ men using women’s bathrooms.

    “We just felt the issue was just too important,” Van Zandt said. “This really vile and evil discrimination is starting to spread state to state and we thought, ‘We better take a stand right now and catch it early.’”

    …“It’s unfortunately the only way people understand. You have to hurt them economically in order to have them do the right thing morally, unfortunately,” the guitarist said, adding that he hoped Springsteen’s efforts in the state would “set some kind of example for others.”


    Morally? You have to “hurt them economically in order to have them do the right thing morally”??? What the hell kind of SJW bullshit is this? Whose morality? Steve Van Zant’s? Screw that.

    And according to the above quote, the entire band of brain dead lefticle™ bathroom police were in agreement with the action taken to teach those ignorant redneck Southern rubes a lesson in “morality.” I assume this includes Patti Scialfa, someone who seemed, to me, to be kind and decent. But that’s neither here nor there.

    The operative point is: These SJWs and their buddies in Hollywood and the Democrat party have become the new inquisition. Their religion of progressivism is being shoved down the throats of Americans on multiple fronts.

    Well, here’s what I have to say to the E Street Band: F*ck off. Get away from us. Get off your SJW high horse and attempt to look at matters from our point of view, or go back to your estate/fake farm in Colt’s Neck and stay there in your echo chamber.

    You Bruce, and Patti, and Steve, and Nils, do not get to legislate your particular version of morality and force it on the rest of us.

    Nobody living in the real world cares what you think. The idea of some band who 3/4 of Americans have never even heard of “hurting them economically in order to get them to do the right thing morally” is an exercise in egotism I haven’t seen since the Dixie Chicks decided to diss country music and America overseas. (Or maybe never).

    Your pathetic attempt to blackmail the state of North Carolina was a miserable failure, because the law is staying. And believe me, many, many American fans are completely disillusioned now.

    Not every American is a gooney eyed Springsteen follower, despite your abilty to fill stadiums on either coast. You look down on the people who follow you from town to town and show to show, waiting for GA tickets and perhaps prime positioning in the pit so they can “touch the hem of your garment” and you believe that you’re some kind of god.

    Well, you’re not. Nobody cares except your overseas fans, (some of whom were shafted by this NC stunt) and the hard core Tramps. Can you understand that?

    Well, we’ll see what we see. But I have a feeling that this particular band of brain dead lefticles™ might be in for a shock sometime soon. This stunt was the last straw for many of us. You jumped the shark.

    Now, a few examples of the aforementioned “morality” and the superior education and intelligence of these special beings.

    Again, go to Steve Van Zant’s twitter swamp, and read the tweets and replies.

    1) Example of ignorance of the law HB2 when confronted with a reasonable concern of we who are not as “educated” as the brain dead lefticle™ bathroom police and their fellow Tramp travelers:

    Wrong. See my post, part one, for the facts.


    2) Example of ignorance on the rights of Americans under the 1st amendment of the US Constitution:

    Wrong. See amendment I of the Constitution of The United States Of America.


    3) Example of abuse of a concerned mom who tried to enlighten the above brain dead lefticle™ on the convicted sex offender who began this load of shit:

    Wrong. She was presenting facts, which the brain dead lefticle™ did not want to face, or chose to ignore. Who’s the idiot?


    4) Example of abuse and arrogant stupidity and belief in superstition by a brain dead lefticle™ fellow traveler Tramp:

    Wrong. I believe the woman in question is a Republican. Republicans were the party begun before the US Civil War and the party behind the North. The North fought the South to end the abomination that was slavery in America.

    The KKK was formed by Southern Democrats after the war, and continued to be populated with Democrats through the Civil Rights struggles of the 1960s. Democrats OPPOSED Civil Rights for African Americans, and Republicans fought alongside MLK and other Civil Rights leaders until the Civil Rights act finally passed.

    Democrats were the authors of the infamous Jim Crow statutes. A KKK member was even elected a US Senator. Democrat Senator Robert Byrd, (deceased) of West Virginia, created a new chapter of the KKK in Sophia, West Virginia. He was a leader and recruiter who was eventually elected as Exalted Cyclops (top officer) of the Sophia KKK chapter.

    Does anyone else notice something off about the above tweets? How can this be? How can these arbiters of morality and superior knowledge be wrong on the very issue they have chosen as a hill to die on?

    I suppose we may never know.

    Sigh…. despite my anger and disgust, I really am sick and saddened over this.

    I love the music. I doubt I’ll ever stop.

    But as Bruce said in his statement: “Some things are more important than a rock show.”

    And now that I have written what was on my mind and in my heart, I’ll be able to forget about this huge, steaming pile of unnecessary bullshit that has further divided America.

    I’ll go back to writing the 3rd installment of my near future dystopia. Unfortunately, it already contains a horrific scenario detailing the natural consequences of what the E Street bathroom police would like to foist upon the rest of us.

  • Review ~ The Ties That Bind: The River Collection (CD/Blu-ray) by Bruce Springsteen

    I rarely review anything other than books. However, I wanted to review The Ties That Bind: The River Collection (CD/Blu-ray) (Audio CD) for the simple reason that Bruce Springsteen is my favorite artist, despite being my polar opposite in ideology.

    I simply adore the man’s music. And, at times, the man himself. I don’t want to get into the particulars. Part of it is explained below, and the rest? Well, let’s just say that I don’t feel comfortable among his “biggest” fans after being run off of a comments thread by some of them in 2012, because I disagreed with their interpretation of the events of 9/11/12, in Benghazi, Libya.

    There’s very little common ground between me (a person who will look at facts no matter where they point me) and certain people very far Left of center, who won’t. Unless, perhaps, some of the people who called me a liar, a right wing nut job, and then insinuated that I (and by association, my family) are unworthy to take a ride on the train to the Land of Hope and Dreams have seen the proof. No point in rehashing this. Hillary Clinton lied and covered up the events of the attack. It’s proven beyond a doubt now. Perhaps some folks will take the evidence into account, but others simply won’t. It doesn’t matter to me anymore. Hillary Clinton will be the Democrat Party nominee for President of the United States. People can vote for her or not, as they choose.

    None of this affects my love of Springsteen’s music. There’s just something I’m drawn to. Perhaps it’s the similarity of the characters in the title track of The River to myself and my husband. Maybe it’s the deep down feeling in my gut when I listen to lyrics that describe hard work, prayer, love, heartbreak and fighting to hang on to what you’ve earned. This is what I hear when listening to The Boss.

    So, despite online abuse from Leftists, and my tendency to stay away from Springsteen forums, I still love the artist and his music. Think of it this way. What’s your choice in reading material? Let’s say you’re a lover of Science Fiction, Fantasy and, perhaps Thrillers. You love these genres. What happens when you pick up a Harlequin Romance?

    This is what happens to me when I become disgusted at a foolish remark or a downright insulting one from the Boss, and vow that I will listen to more Country music, because the artists don’t usually insult my sensibilities like Bruce does sometimes. Example: Springsteen made a statement endorsing Barack Obama in 2012, stating a woman’s reproductive rights, etc. In other words, he endorsed abortion on demand. This statement was on Springsteen’s official FB page accompanied by a photo. In the photo, Bruce was wearing a Miraculous Medal. (You know… that medal depicting Mary, Mother of Jesus? A mainstay of Catholics? You know, those Catholics… the ones whose catechism states that abortion is murder? That medal.)

    So… I just compartmentalize this seemingly mind bending hypocrisy, and pray that the medal is something that will help Mr. Springsteen at some point. Then I pop in another Springsteen CD, and get lost in the music. I do listen to other genres, and even some Country Music, but… it’s just not my favorite. My favorite is Classic Rock, mainly Springsteen. However, when reviewing a product, I must be honest. See below.

    The Ties That Bind Boxed Set

    Following is my review. (4 stars on Amazon). The boxed set is pictured above.

    My husband gave me The River boxed set for Christmas. I’m really enjoying it, for the most part. I love the music, and The River is my 3rd favorite Springsteen album, after DOTEOT and BTR. I really am not much of a collector, and certainly don’t own every song Springsteen ever released, so I’m positive I will love all the songs included. I love Bruce’s voice, his enthusiasm, his obvious love for the E Streeters, and the energy of each performance. His music has gotten me through numerous hard times. He’s easily my favorite artist, and this comes from someone who has listened to all the Classic Rock greats since the mid 1970s.

    I enjoyed looking through the pictures, and the notebook. I like looking at Bruce’s beautiful, artistic handwriting. Handwriting tells so much about a person. I really enjoy seeing the creative process of this artist.

    The Tempe concert is terrific. I’ve only been to 3 shows, all in Philly, 2 of which were during the Wrecking Ball Tour. I seriously doubt any more shows are in my future, so I will watch this Tempe DVD often. My only issue, and folks can agree or disagree as they so choose, is that I was blindsided while watching the concert. Mr. Springsteen has always felt the need to share his political views with his paying audience. I understand that, and accept it. But I must admit that to me, it’s a turn off. I’ve never understood the need for any artist to alienate parts of their audience. The fact that I heard him say to the students in Arizona that he considered the election results of the previous evening “frightening” wasn’t a great moment. More than half the country felt otherwise, and some of them were probably in the audience. I have always found this behavior rude, and I’m entitled to my opinion.

    I had to shut off the TV. I made a note of exactly where in the show this statement occurred, so I can FF through next time. This is the only reason I’m not giving this collection 5 stars. For me, a 5 star review is reserved for material that doesn’t broadside me with insults. Other than this I love the collection, and I would recommend it to people like me, who haven’t seen shows in double digits and don’t own a lot of rare songs.


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  • Writing A Book. (Or Bleeding At Your Keyboard).

    Sometimes writing a book really can make you feel like you’re bleeding. Today I wrote a scene for book three that I’ve been both looking forward to and dreading – the scene where Jason reunites with his long lost father, Michael Sean. I’m very happy with the scene. It’s slightly less than two pages long, as I don’t want to bog down readers or bore them with a bunch of details that mean nothing.

    But this scene also had to convey the deep feelings of two very complex men. Writing it took a lot out of me. I was nervous for the past few days, worrying that I could never make readers feel what I want them to feel. The flashback scenes in book two, where Jason and his father say goodbye, were some of the favorites of readers. I heard from more than one person that the scenes brought them to tears. I want the reunion to make readers feel the same, and the thought of them being shortchanged hovered over me all morning.


    In my previous blogpost having to do with the music that inspired the Storms Series, each character has a song.  Jason and his father Michael Sean’s songs are the ones that fit the characters the best. However, there’s a different song, one that wasn’t included in that post. I listened to the above song, Adam Raised A Cain, from Springsteen’s Darkness On The Edge Of Town album many times while writing my first two novels. In fact, this song was referred to in book one, in a scene where Jason was trying to push memories of his father away. It’s a dark song, and brooding, the way Jason is at times, and since I picture my Michael Sean character as the older Springsteen in the video above, I think that this is their song.

    Writing A Book. (Or Bleeding At Your Keyboard).

    I think I did the reunion justice. I myself cried as I read what I had written, but in a good way. So I’ll go on from here knowing I did the best I could.

  • Gratitude

    My free book promotion for The Notice is running through Sunday.

    My first free promotion, last year for Tears Of Paradox had a total of 300 downloads. I expected about the same for this promotion. Imagine my surprise yesterday when I saw that the Notice had been downloaded over 400 times on only the first day of the promotion.

    Now this may be a drop in the bucket to what a well known and traditionally published author would get in free downloads, but to me, a struggling unknown independent, it means a lot.


    I decided to check my Amazon ranking last night, just for fun. I was met with the above sight. The Notice is #2 in Christian Fantasy free books in Amazon’s Best Sellers.  It’s also #2 in Religious Science Fiction, and #568 in free overall. Again, this may seem small when compared to traditionally published authors with houses that help with marketing, but for lil ole me it’s a big deal.

    So, I feel the need to say thank you. Thank you to God for his grace in allowing me to pursue this dream. Such a thing seemed out of the realm of possibility a year ago. It’s reality today. I couldn’t have done this without Divine inspiration and help. I admit that.

    Matthew 19:26New International Version (NIV)

    26 Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.”

    Speaking of inspiration, I must mention someone else. Tears Of Paradox and The Notice were written during a period of darkness in my life. I found comfort, understanding and inspiration in the music of Bruce Springsteen, particularly my favorite album, Darkness On The Edge Of Town.

    My genre is Classic Rock, and while I listen to many artists, some of whom also inspired characters and scenes in my work, DOTEOT (and Greetings From Asbury Park, NJ) spoke to me in a way I can’t really describe with words.

    I’m working on finding a “song” for each character in this series. Following is Something In The Night from DOTEOT, which, to me, is protagonist Jason’s “song.”


    I’m riding down Kingsley, figuring I’ll get a drink

    Turn the radio up loud, so I don’t have to think,

    I take her to the floor, looking for a moment when the world seems right,

    And I tear into the guts, of something in the night.

    You’re born with nothing, and better off that way,

    Soon as you’ve got something they send someone to try and take it away,

    You can ride this road ’till dawn, without another human being in sight,

    Just kids wasted on something in the night.

    Nothing is forgotten or forgiven, when it’s your last time around,

    I got stuff running ’round my head That I just can’t live down.

    When we found the things we loved, They were crushed and dying in the dirt.

    We tried to pick up the pieces, And get away without getting hurt,

    But they caught us at the state line, And burned our cars in one last fight,

    And left us running burned and blind, Chasing something in the night.

    I had the extreme good luck to be in the audience at Citizen’s Bank Park on September 3, 2012, (Labor Day) when Springsteen performed a 5 song set from DOTEOT. H/T SomewhereInJersey75 for the following video. (I was in the nosebleeds).


    I’ve seen numerous rock concerts since my first trip to the Spectrum in 1978, but this was my all time favorite. It was also my last Springsteen concert. My husband admires Springsteen’s music, but has become less than a fan over the past few years, for which I do not blame him.

    Still, I’m very grateful to Springsteen. His music helped me through an extremely difficult period of my life.

    Finally, to whoever reads this blog, and whoever reads my books, my online writing buddies who help me everyday, or anyone who encourages me in  any way… I am grateful to you, too.