Thoughts

Today...a common sense victory was scored in the courts of the UK.







Today, a nasty mean minded salicious gossip mongering so called news paper has had it's come uppance.


Some will say it is a blow to the freedom of the press.



I say it is a blow for the freedom of a person's privacy.


Others will say...who the hell cares?


I say we should all care.


This nasty red top Sunday scandel sheet had printed an article that was supposed to expose a top placed leader of an international motorsport as a Nazi orgy loving pervert.



Sadly when this matter came to court the newspaper only succeeded in making itself look a complete and total article of ridicule as the judge threw out their defence and stated that just because someone wanted to partake in role play, wanted to be caned and wanted S&M sex didn't give the paper the right to invade someone's privacy and wasn't at all in the public interest.

It also doesn't give any newspaper the right to lie and print falseness just to sell papers. Many people read the newspapers on a daily basis. Indeed my household has two papers every day, every week. But we have found that more and more the newspapers AND the newscasts on TV are simply not reported factual news. The papers now seem to have a license to print anything they want.

Now my own sexuality means that I am rather more open minded than many of the people I know in real life. It also means that I am fiercely protective of people who may share many of my sexual interests.


So...when this crappy two bit so called newspaper that took upon itself to become the guardian of this nations morals, I found it all a bit hypocritical seeing as it makes it's money from selling kiss n tell stories, has NO real news in it and has the last six pages before the sports section full of XXX movies and adult chat lines, it makes me just beam with delight at it having it's so called journalistic license pulled back in line.



Of course most of our press are now screaming about the freedom of the press which is complete and utter bollocks. There is no such thing. None of our press is free. It is reined in by the Government. It is ruled by a commission that dictates what it can and can't print.



We see page after page of complete tosh. Of titalating headlines. Of one paper contradicting another. Of lies, hypocracy and downright rubbish and these rags portray themselves as newspapers.


I think some should be closed down under the trades discription act!


I can sit on a Sunday morning with this piece of trash red top and get to past the middle page spread without finding a single article that is newsworthy.



Sadly this red top is popular amongst the chavs and lower end mentally challenged people in this country. The very people the Government has succeeded in dumbing down over the past 12 years. The very people who have no morals or sense of ethics or right or wrong and so I say...all power to the man who took them to court and slapped them about a bit.


How dare they take the stance that they and they alone can decide what is right or wrong. Most of them are wrong, wrong, wrong in what they print. They think that most people WANT to follow the details of someone's private life. They do so by using scintillating photos and descriptions of what THEY call disgusting perversions and kinks and I say to them....define normal you shower of sanctomonious hypocrites?


How dare these people think they are there to make the news rather than report it?


Real honest journalists will be shuddering in horror at this debarcle because now it means that no one will trust them.




This seems to be just one more time when we the public get what we pay for.



With this in mind, I have today, cancelled both The Sun and The News of The World because I will no longer line the pockets of Rupert Murdoch who clearly allows and indeed encourages this method of so call reporting.


Almost every post in all the forums I visit are back the decision as most open minded truth seeking people see this as an article printed just to sell copies.


Most people cannot see at all what it serves to bring this to the public's attention and as a submissive female who is not above a small amount of pain play...well...does my sexlife interest you or intrigue you at all?


Would the fact that my man who is a qualified electrician and likes to spank me make him less able to do his job to it's normal standards?


Would be liking to explore pain and humiliation make me less able to do my job as a

insurance underwriter?





Is my sexuality of any interest to anyone except Kevin and I?


And purlease....don't let's hear any crap about people in the public eye being held accountable to us the public or leaving themselves open to blackmail or ridicule because that's just not true.

No one really gives a hoot about what people get up to in their bedroom. And if someone is worried about being held to ransom by a blackmailer then DON'T DO IT!

All this horseshit about important public figures not being able to acquit themselves once their private habits are exposed it rubbish. Stand up...state the facts. That you are NOT ashamed of what has been exposed.

It's not so long ago that being gay was considered to be a perversion and still is in some eyes so S&M, D/s and BDSM is slowly making it's way into the mainstream of things but hey...each to their own I say.

As long as it's safe, consensual and adult who the hell cares?

There are those in motorsport now calling once again for his head. Well to you I say...bugger off. We know you want the job Mr Stewart so you can bring the British GP back to Silverstone.

If more people admitted that they wanted to explore sexual areas there wouldn't be this ridiculous secrecy and shame around so called kinks. If more people were willing to explore outside of the flat on your back, nightie round the neck kind of sex then we would see less pent up stressed out folks in this world.

There would be less mean minded moral preaching people. People who have used the term prostitutes and Nazi orgy when there were NO prostitutes involved. NO sexual acts or penetration, oral or anal sex took place. NO Nazi orgy took place and certainly NO role play of Jewish prisoners of war and inspections took place


I say to you out there...he without sin may cast the first stone.

Because not one of us has the right to condemn or judge this man.

And remember...what goes around comes around. So as you judge another, so shall YOU be judged.
Let the thing go. Leave the man alone. The only person who can judge him is his wife and I'd put money on his wife knowing what was going on simply because she refused to indulge him.

You people, you sheep, you dumb down populace. Think for yourselves. Stop letting the red tops guard your morality. Let them clean themselves before they decide to clean us.

Family

This weekend...my baby sister finally made it to visit me!

She arrived along with my father and her husband and we spent two days together.

She had finally gotten round to having the dog vaccinated so he could go into kennels but as she is going off to Canada shortly with my nephew for a rugby tour, it was hardly done just so she could come and visit me...lol

We had a lovely weekend.

My sister and her hubby stayed in a nice little hotel at Barry Island called The Mount Sorrel which she really likes seeing as it has a gym, a pool and a bar!

We had my father stay with us and it was an experience I was dreading. He lives in a bungalow and was stopping in the attic bedroom which meant two flights of stairs!

And Kevin was so worried he even offered to let Dad sleep in our room to save him going up another extra flight of stairs.

As it happened the visit went really well.

Kevin and Dad had an hour or so on their own Friday evening before I got home and it's the first time in almost 10 years that they've actually had to spend personal time alone without the cushion of the family around them.

Both Barbara and I were a bit worried about them not having much to say but it seems they were sitting chatting for a couple of hours.

Barbara was firmly of the opinion that as the eldest and the one who would tell Dad to hush I was the best person to be around Dad for his break away from Burton and to be fair to him, he stayed happily at the house, even laughing and joking about not being used to climbing stairs and having to deal with two set...lol

We had a great afternoon out at Barry Island Crazy Golf Course but hells bells, the men in my family are so competitive...lol

I have loads of photos to post here but need to work out how to set them all up neatly. Suffice to say...a lovely time for all of us and one which will hopefully be repeated now we know that my Dad is ok about coming down and leaving my Mum and that he is ok going up and down stairs and most importantly my sister has found herself a nice little hotel that is within working distance of the house!

Look out for more random ramblings from me soon!

xx

Plastics and Misfits and Hypocrites

Sometimes I look around me and wonder if what I see is real.

I seem to be surrounded with either pretentious plastic people who have no real idea what is going on outside of their own little words or with people who have no sense at all of social behaviour.

I have been spending time watching people around me while going about my normal business and cannot understand how some of these people survive through the day!

Let me allude a little more to the title here.

Plastics...lol...what a hideous term to use to descibe someone. But one that pretty much sums up the shallow, pretentious social group that is about me on a daily basis.

They seem to see no further than the latest fashion, the latest bit of tittle tattle gossip and the latest wannabe so called celebrity. People who have no interest in the world we live in past their own narrow minded view of what is acceptable or obtainable. People who live their lives through tepid soaps and idiotic reality shows.

And the media perpetuates this silly way of life simply by alluding to the fact that this is an way of life that is available to everyone.

Well clearly it isn't.

Few people will reach the real heights of celebrity. Many may make the C/D/Z lists that gets them a photo in the paper or a couple of lines in the gossip columns.

What is even more worrying is that these plastics seem to think that loutish and unseemly public behavior is acceptable. And what is more worrying is that it is!

No one seems to have any idea of womanly manners or behaviour anymore.

There was a day when I look back on my early years when a woman would NEVER be seen to be smoking in public never mind falling out of clubs and pubs in the early hours drunk.

Now I cannot condemn these youngsters as I've done silly things and gotten drunk and smoked in public. But as I grow older I begin to see a decline in social standards all around me.

And worse...whenever anyone appears to complain or point this out we are accused of being old fashioned.

Why is it old fashsioned to have standards that are a return to the ones that my parents had?

Why is it alright to allow society to be dumbed down?

Why is it ok for those of us who are annoyed or insulted by this dumbing down to be pushed to one side and ignored?

Why is it ok for those of us who actually REMEMBER a time when respect was a word taken for granted and not force feed to us by politians to be castigated as being old farts?

Why is it ok for those self same polititians to add insult to injury by deigning to tell us how to live our lives while they go on feeding from the trough of plenty and abuse the privileges they have been given.

Why do certain of above group of people assume that they can can tell us what to do and how to live our lives when they have no idea of how the everyday population struggle to get through?

The Plastics of this world are just one example of a cloned portion of society. Pretty little dyed blondes. All aspiring to surgical enhancement of their breasts, teeth whitening, false tans and the chance to bag a famous AND rich footballer/minor actor/z-list celeb along with their 15 mins of fame.

The misfits...appear to be people like me that allure to an earlier time when courtesy, polite social behaviour and respect were the norm.

When it was polite not sexist to open the door for a lady.

When it was respectful not ignored to offer your seat to an elderly person or pregnant lady.

When it was a compliment to say how nice/pretty/beaufiful someone looked instead of worrying about being accused of being sexist.

When simple good manners were an everyday thing with please and thank you being used.

When speaking the truth wasn't considered to be racist/sexist/elitist or any damn IST!

When being allowed to have a private life and keeping some sense of mystique was an accepted thing.

When being a parent was being allowed to seek guidance from your mother/grandmother/aunts and extended family and not having to put up with the interferance of the state and worrying about having your kids call Childline everytime you said no.

When it was actually ok to say no to your child!!

When simple pleasures were acceptable instead of the latest must have electronic goodie.

And the hypocrites in power who have the audacity to tell us how to live our lives and try to tell us that the nanny state they have in place is for our own good.

How state education is good enough for us but not for them as they pick and choose the best of private schools for their children.

How the NHS and all it's germs and infections are good enough for us but not for them as they pick and choose the best of private health care.

How it is fine to tax us to the hilt under the pretence of looking after the "green" issues of the world when it is simply a ruse to raise money to cover the huge holes in their budgets. The taxes cover the mistakes the chancellor has made in his projections for the ecconomy and this Prime Minister can't offload the blame to the chancellor because it was him!!

The Labout party has budgeted for the ecconomy growing as it has in the past then the property crash hit the US and due to the worldwide banking system of selling on debt, it meant that the UK was hit as well.

Now thanks to there being no damn contingency plan in place for the countrys' finances these robbers, thieves, liars and and hypocrites think they can tax us to death, allow the NHS to go down the shitter, to let our education system dumb down our kids with their silly non-competitive, non-corrective system that churns out little plastic clones and that leaves the likes of myself.

The misfit.

Outside of the norm.

A dinosaur left over from an era that seems to be long gone.

But strangely...

One that is beginning to make an appearance more and more in the over 30s age group.

One that is beginning to rear it ugly head once again into the sunlight.

One that is beginning to take charge of itself again without being told what to do by our nanny state politicians.

One that is beginning to shake a fist at the powers that be and shout ENOUGH!

And one that is just not going to allow very much more abuse from or by our leaders as we as a nation begin to understand that our history down the years has bought us to where we are today.

And some of us don't like where we are.

Beware!

The Evils Of Chat

Today I ventured into Yahoo chat again.



A big mistake.



It never ceases to disappoint me.



There was a time when chat was the highlight of my day.



There was a time when dropping by my regular chat room allowed me to have a virtual conference call with half the world.



A time of day when my friends would be online and we would chat for hours after a day in work.



I remember the old user rooms with fondness. Remember being able to find some semblance of order online. A place that helped me learn and explore the submissiveness in me.

It was a place of like minded people where protocol ruled.

A room that reflected the society we wanted to have.



It became a haven for many.

It was a place we could sit and relax and talk about what we were without the fear of being outcast or ridiculed.



For so long, admitting to being involved in the BDSM/D.s scene simply wasn't an option.



It meant you were viewed as being a pervert. Something dirty to be around.



Then slowly the scene started to become mainstream and people began to look again at what it is.

But then the media got hold of it and once again we became a thing of ridicule as people thought we all wore leather, were chained to posts and all had what they called kinky sex.



Even recently one of our national red tops ran a feature on an actress who wore "kinky bondage shoes". Now there is nothing kinky about her shoes at all. NO shoes are kinky. NO clothes are kinky. NO sex in kinky...in fact nothing at all anywhere in any shape or form is kinky simply due to the fact that to some people somewhere in the world it is normal.



The media always seems to show anything with straps of leather on as kinky...lol



I have had people in the past assume I am a Domme simply based on the clothes I wear and yet they could not be further from the truth. What is worse is that they use the term Domantrix without actually knowing what it is!
I have had people who have passed comment on my sexual nature without having the slightest notion as to what I am.

And this morning in chat...well suffice to say that it didn't disappoint me at all.
It is the pits. It is as though all the children have left home, abandoned the castle that was ours and left it to go to rack and ruin.

It is as though all that is bad about society gathers online to see what damage they can do.

It is as though word of mouth as given rise to a notion that chat online is where you can abuse people. Where you can be rude to people. Where you can be the very basest of things known to man. Where you can act out a stupid fantasy and not reap the consequences.

There are people in the room I visited who have been online for 10 years or more the same as myself and those very people were part of the growing of our online community and now...I watch them behave and respond to silly people in a manner they would never have done had the old time real Masters/Doms been online.

I remember...several Masters in our old chat room. Strict but fair and loving. Always courteous and honourable. Never rude or abusive. Men who naturally commanded respect from other men and women in the room.

I spent my time in their company, learning about myself as a submissive. I learned how to think for myself. How to respect myself. How to spot wannabes. How to judge others. How to just be myself.
And the freedom I found online allowed me to slowly become the person I am today.

I am no longer an in your face confrontational kind of woman.
I have no need now to be a ball breaker.
I have left behind of me all that was bad for me.

But...I cannot seem to leave chat. Now and then I will call by again. And I will be left just as disappointed as always.
Why can't I just walk away from it and stay here or on the other Blog?
Why do I torture myself with the hope that one day things will return to normal in Yahoo?

They will never return to the old high protocol rooms of yore.
Technology and the PC do gooders have seen to that.
They who decreed that ALL chatters in ALL adult rooms are perverts and child molesters. They who forces Yahoo and MSN to do away with user rooms. User rooms that were self moderated. User rooms that were often for invite only chat. User rooms that allowed freedom of speech. User rooms that allowed us to pass word of anything or anyone unsavoury in our midst.

Now...we have no user rooms.
Now we have silly people in open rooms that should know better. But don't.
Now the rooms are full of silly self-centred people who act up like children for attention.
Nowhere these days can you go in a room and have a proper adult conversation.
Nowhere can you find anyone who wants to discuss anything in an adult manner.
It is as though the net has become the channel through which we can pour all our spite and meaness.
Which while taking it away from real life leads me to believe there is a serious breakdown in social manners and behaviour and one which is underground online.

The good old days are gone and the bad new ones look like being here to stay.

Regards

Maer

A New Place

Well today could be the start of a new journey here for me.
I have helped a friend find free blog space and quite fallen in love with this site myself.
So easy to use!

I am such a lazy writer though that I may just link this site to my Blog-City one and you can read there.
Then again I may link THIS to the Blog-City site so friends can find me on both!

I like the auto save element of this as I have to keep saving on Blog-City and have sometimes forgotten to do that and lost a long, long post which is really very annoying.
I think this site...could well be the beginning of a journey rather than a catch up journey.
For those that want to learn more about me feel free to visit this place:

http://mystic.blog-city.com/

That is the place I have lived online for some time now.

I cannot promise to post here all the time as I have friends who have followed me to the other site and stayed faithfull even when I haven't posted but I will link the two sites together so that people can find me on both.

Hopefully now I have two sites to maintain I will be able to discipline myself to write more often.

Regards

Maer