Amazon original content and Other Strange Matters

Dear Readers,

I’m happy to say that promoting this blog has gotten me some traffic, so keep it up yall. I want to point to several things. First, the Amazon original show Good Omens rocks. Why oh why do Christians have to take their sensitivities to satirical media so seriously? And they also got the show’s platform wrong when they attempted a Change petition so that Amazon or in the case of Netflix, whatever it was, the petition called for the cancelation of Good Omens based on Christian sensitivities. I’m not firmly attacking Christians altogether, but let it be known that real mainline Christians should take satire for what it is, satire. Amazon did a really cool thing with Good Omens because they made fun of Christians for what they’ve been and where they might be going. Think about the Hulu show and the book the handmaid’s Tale. That is a super dark satire about a United States called Gilead. Gilead is a dire warning, so how do repressive regimes fall? You’ll find out in the new book the Testaments. Yes, the Handmaid’s Tale is dramatic in its portrayal of the Gilead commanders, but it isn’t as bad as 1984, which has obvious players it makes fun of. Big Brother might be likened to Joseph Stalin, for instance, thanks in part to the mustachio he has on his face. The mustachioed figure in every single hall of Victory Mansions is today perhaps likened to the Kims of North Korea, but in that time, that place, it’s a satirical affront to Stalin. Then you have Winston, who tries to do something about it, but can’t. O’Brien is an interesting character. I wonder who he might present as in the time the book was written.

Animal Farm is a definite weird satire, and Orwell was making fun of Communism. Obviously, Karl Marx and the wise old boar are the same character. Then, you have the pigs, or the Gosplan or the high dictators. Napoleon and Snowball are two different important characters in the Communist party of Russia obviously. What Orwell did to both Animal Farm and 1984 was called satire, same with Amazon’s Good Omens. The Handmaid’s Tale is a satirical but dire warning. Dark satire can be found in Ralph Nader’s the safe Car You Can’t Buy as well. I wrote several darkly portrayed satires on violent video game sales. I basically said something about Microsoft and Sony sued for violent video game creations that portray Jesus’s crucifixion and other deadly things that people would find appealing to play. What I was getting at with those satires was that video games and other console related work are not to blame for violence, but people over exaggerate the mental health versus violent video game argument. Imagine, for a moment, just once, that we did not scapegoat mental illness for gun violence. What we need to understand is that Swedish soldiers use video games to learn diplomacy and what they call “soft skills.” That’s great, but training through video game simulation doesn’t predict everything.

Before I get too far into one topic or another, let me just say that Carnival Row is awesome. I love it because it’s got fairies and such, but I think there are some things that Amazon, Netflix, or Hulu could try.

I miss the Mystic Knights of Chernanom. What ever that was called. There’s a badass princess in there, and the other knights do battle with very weird creatures, and then there’s this dragon, Fire. He’s Rowan’s pet, and this queen who’s evil wants to use the baby dragon for bad purposes. Things like the Mystic Knights should come back on Amazon or Hulu or something because I know how much people might miss it. I hope it’s lurking about somewhere.

Power Rangers are on Netflix, but oh no it’s not described. Only the movie with Elizabeth Banks is. But I do miss the Turbo adventure, but Queen Eve is weird. It’s just weird.

In any case, I think Disney should consider doing less weird animation, but they messed up the Princess and the Frog, Cinderella, and Snow White. I’ve read the original Grimm stories so there you go.

I love how Dreamworks made fun of Disney. I must say satire is very important in our lives as literary lions of the human race. But face it. Good Omens should not be canceled, rest assured Amazon has its way. So if you don’t like satirical work, seriously lighten up.


The Handmaid’s Tale Season 3 First Impressions

Dear readers,

While I was excited to see the next season of the Handmaids Tale come to fruition on AudioVault, I want to give some first impressions. One, Aunt Lydia is a sick as all sinner, and there are more. I thought I liked Joseph Lawrence, but turns out, according to ofJoseph, or June rather, he’s a psychopath. Of course, Moira and Luke found themselves in Little America, and Emily went to Canada. Spoiler alert is in effect for those who haven’t seen the first two seasons. Serena Joy Waterford is really sick, but let me say I hope the whole Gilead society falls. Why? Because it absolutely will. The girls will go to domestic school if the society doesn’t fall, and they might end up all devoted wives or handmaids. Not good. Aunt Lydia I want to see on trial for the atrocities made against the whole U.S.A. But in real life, what are we doing?

I hope the government gets better here in real life, but in truth, forcing a woman to carry another’s baby is awful. Just awful.

We must also beware the misogynists and sexist bullshit that comes with being part of the current administration. I would hope those of us who think it’s cool to dance to the tune of Make America Great Again will soon stop doing that.

Make America Safe Again

Dear readers,

I’ve been pummeled with thoughts and feelings lately that bother me more than anything else in the whole world. One of which, you guessed it, is why is America not safe for everybody again? I propose that great is not a good way to approach things. The MAGA movement has indeed resulted in so many hate filled crimes, but prosecuting these crimes is the trick. I worry day in and day out that I or my soon to be husband Trenton will be the victim of a hate crime, especially against us as a disabled couple. We will surely not be eaten by a rhino, like in James and the Giant Peach, but I would not like to have my progeny raised by filthy Aunt Sponges and Aunt Spikers. Aunt Sponge and Spiker are both the worst examples of guardians, and my parents could fall into that category, and with few exceptions. They never forced me to chop wood, obviously, and they didn’t tell me that so and so didn’t see the rhino or whatever. But I’m not about to let my child or children be raised that way, without friends or fun in their lives, without love and affection from parents who nurture the right kind of things in a child. I don’t certainly want my kid parroting Rush Limbaugh at all. I don’t want my kids to grow up thinking Donald Trump made America great. He made America hate again, and that’s what I’m worried about. Miracles, of all things, can happen, but I hope for a miracle and a replacement in the White House as soon as possible. Mayor Pete seems to be a good choice, but I’d rather Elizabeth Warren because all these men are cisgender white males with the exception of Pete and all these rich boys don’t know what it’s like to live day in and day out thinking, are they gonna have my head on a silver platter? So, if I should take up the cause, let’s make America safe. How can we do this? See below and read on.


  1. First and foremost, minority groups should be protected from murder and the homicides prosecuted fully to the extent of the law. For example, don’t let a poor pitiful blind guy get away with rape. But use caution in dealing out the death penalty. Blind guys who get the death penalty will surely make the community look worse than it already is, and it’s incoherent at best. When a trans woman of color is murdered, I want to see the perp thrown in jail, put in gen pop, and or in solitary confinement depending on what the situation looks like, but I don’t want probation. Life imprisonment without the possibility of parole, and any transphobic slurs are to be edited out of any court documents unless they’re relevant to what the perp said as he carried out his misdeed. Oh, women are just as capable of murder as men, but murder is a male dominated thing. Make sure that all Terrorists are convicted at the highest level, including the ones inspired by the MAGA movement. I’m sorry, but we can not tolerate this kind of behavior anymore.
  2. Any minor crimes against the blind or disabled performed by police should be investigated quickly, and if the perp is a police officer, no matter what he should be prosecuted for murder. Most of the police officers who do this thing are male, again, and some females may find themselves in the crosshairs. But the most important thing is that there is a deterrent for others who want to carry out this crime. Examples include not only murder, but civil forfeiture of property, robbery, rape, and a whole host of other minor crimes. But against a disabled person, let’s turn them into … well, make mountains out of mole hills which will deter others from doing the same. I say jailing them for life would be the perfect strategy for combatting hate filled or hate motivated crime against a disabled person and especially a female or queer or trans person. Cisgender males with disabilities don’t have as many things to worry about. They obviously don’t have to carry a pregnancy which could result in the rapist waiting for custody of the child, and I won’t sooner have a child than have the rapist take custody of the baby. And all because I’m blind. The rapist could abuse the child as much as he might have abused me in this example.
  3. Nobody should cheat disabled especially blind people out of money. There’s a developmentally disabled woman in California whose family knows how much people just seem to love to take advantage of her. They give her bills only in ones, all that so she doesn’t get cheated out of money. How can we best combat situations like this one? First and foremost, let’s encourage all blind people to read bills on the iBill, and I swear by this thing. It is a secret weapon I carry with me at all times in my purse, and I read and scan bills double checking them to make sure nobody takes damn advantage of me. This kind of weapon is great for blind individuals, and there’s vibrations that a deaf blind person can use on the iBill. The currency readers are being given out free to NLS subscribers and patrons and users of Bard. So if you use the Bard/NLS service, see if you can grab a hold of those currency readers. And yes, with proper case management, developmentally disabled people can learn to budget and do things on their own. Some developmentally disabled cannot learn things as easily, but there is not hope lost at all. I believe that all disabled people have a right to know what’s in their wallet, especially if making purchases. My dear friend Clayton had invented a way to label money, but was never given proper credit or whatever for his work. I wish he had. Then maybe fraudsters would shut up and stop taking advantage of folks like me and my friends.
  4. Price gouging is awful. Every time you say something related to one thing or another, prices go up. Weddings for disabled adults are tricky, and booking things should not include a price gouge. Ugh.
  5. There should be protections for LGBTQI+ people at work period. What is the President and Administration thinking? He could arrest me for thinking this is a good thing, but it is. Maybe the President shouldn’t receive protections at work because he wanted this for gay people and transgender individuals so he should, in my view, get the Lemony Snicket treatment. That’s what I call suffering every major thing you made your people suffer. This includes LGBTQI+ individuals and Latino immigrants. I’m sorry, but when you sit beside those folks you tortured in your, dare I say it, concentration camps, you will learn a whole new meaning of something you lack, Mr. President. Empathy.
  6. Let’s easily reaffirm our Constitutional obligations. We must allow people to worship any way they want. you must also allow people to do whatever they want with themselves and other things as well. Boy it’s going to be a long ass ride if you don’t understand that I do not stand for Gilead, and the flag of the Confederacy either.

Making America safe also involves the following political wish list:

  1. Give free housing to Native Americans wishing to find better opportunities for their children and families. Yes, Sweet Honey In the Rock, I’m making a reference to Native Americans. They came here first, they gave us their land, but in the meantime, we have an obligation to let them have what they want. No more gentrification.
  2. Free housing or discounted housing for African Americans affected by slavery in their ancestry. If a black man is wrongfully convicted of a crime, he should receive free assistance with housing as compensation. We are easily fooled by this thought that it’s not up to us to repair the damage done in the slave trade, but we can, and so we will. I don’t know if Trenton’s ancestors were slaves, but mine were. There was a child of a slave, and it’s all because of the Cajun blood in me.
  3. Let’s give everybody a universal income of $1500 per month. They could live in better rental facilities, and the disabled will need special things in their housing.
  4. Give the disabled and elderly discounts on mobility friendly housing should they need it. Disabled and elderly people deserve lives in the community. I can’t tell you how many times a nursing home will abuse your loved ones, or neglect your loved ones either. Give the at risk elderly special consideration when they apply for housing.
  5. Blind people who can’t find jobs should be allowed to adopt regardless. Adoption agencies should never discriminate against people for sexual orientation or gender identity. And what’s more, disability should never be a disqualifier for parenting because disability and parenting are important matters to consider. While a certain Amanda left my Facebook in shambles, she still has four girls to consider and I’m exceptionally proud of any parents who have daughters period. But a better example would be author J. E. Pinto. Her daughter is well rounded and well educated, and from what Jo has written on her author’s page, she has a book about blind folks parenting. I’ll provide the link to that book upon request. But if you want to buy the book, it’s there on Kindle. She also wrote a novel, the Bright Side of Darkness. It contains a blind lead character, something I think should be more prevalent and is something I wanted in a previous post.

This is just a short political wish list, but it bears repeating. Natives and blacks need the housing more than the white cisgender rich people do. Sure, if you work for Silicon Valley, fine. Have yourself a nice mansion, but the universal pension should stay with you no matter what you do with it. If you earn extra money on top of it, it won’t go away if I did this right. It’s like Australia’s pension system. Their pensioners are amazingly able to figure things out. I know some.

Thanks all for reading. For more news on me, just hit me up on my social media pages.


Decisions, decisions, decisions …

Dear readers,

I had made a tough decision before, to remove KO from my life before I met other people who would shape things in the future. I want to tell you all that another decision was made too recently that encapsulates what I’m talking about with regards to universally keeping friends. I’m very sorry to report that friendships can’t always last, and when I got with Trenton years ago, I lost a total of maybe a few friends, six in all. There was a Bethany, Elizabeth, Elise, Nathan, Chris, and another Bethany. These six individuals, last names left out, know who they are and I can’t support the faith they chose. Only one person, a very wise woman named Carolyn, is still sitting on Facebook but I have yet to grab her phone number and invite her to the commitment ceremony in May. She’s local, so I am very happy about that. But let’s face it, maybe I didn’t lose Elise so much, but the five others yes. This church had hugely rigid boundaries and some power structure issues not friendly to women, but their leaders were okay. For the most part, however, the leaders concluded that my relationship with Trenton up to this point would not last. The girl we both decided to block, and hence not name, does not understand I want a lasting relationship with someone who will put me number one in his life, regardless of the degrading comments of others, and those comments are not just the ones about my talents, but they are the ones about my revolving my life around them, or the world does not revolve around you and that sort of thing. Who else do I have to educate or cut off?

Thankfully, we have friends out of state who support us. However, most if not all of our out of state friends are poor, don’t work, and may not make it to the wedding. Commitment ceremony is two words, but the word wedding kind of encompasses what I’m talking about. Yes, Trenton and I may only have SSI and such, but we can’t have a paper for the certificate and all that. We just want a relationship that lasts, and lasts and lasts and lasts without interference. This means the trolls better stay out, and any person who might be caught flirting with the possibility of doing something to conflict with commitment plans is going to find themselves wondering where they are faster than their heads spin. I don’t care if I have to have a police presence at my own commitment ceremony so that swatting doesn’t happen. Swatting pranks have happened because of people making up stupid jokes about others, and we simply want to avoid the problem altogether. I also want to make a formal announcement. If you believe that Jesus is the only God permissible to worship, skip on and close the page immediately, but if you are interested in my real self, my beliefs, and supporting me, read on.

I have been battling with myself, literally in a debate with the brains and such, about my spiritual journey. Our commitment ceremony will take place in May, but I need to do some serious studying. I know some of you might think paganism is the worship of Satan, but that alone is not true at all. Satan, the Devil, etc., hurts people and does not want relationships to last. I am indeed thinking about converting to Wicca, and I will not be with a coven group as it is just too damn much of a burden for the group. I would have to take on too many responsibilities for things unseen and things that are costly. I’m considering a solitary practice, solo practitioners are oftentimes a bit more flexible that way. Let me try and debunk some of the myths and facts about Wicca that I’ve been learning so far, and before I do, it’s been a tough decision to write this post. I know that some of you might be like, why? You were Muslim, you were Christian, you wanted to try Judaism. But face this fact, I can’t believe in a patriarchal order of only one God commanding people, especially women, to have only lawfully married sex and to command people, especially women, to dress a certain way. I’ve been slut shamed, called nasty things, and many other things, and I won’t allow this to affect my decision. Now, to the myths and facts about Wicca.


  1. Myth: Witches worship Satan. Fact: the God in Wicca has horns on his head, so when Christians wanted to oppose the worship of many gods and or goddesses, they must have, and definitely copied the look of the Goddess’s horned mate, the Lord. This God’s horns have been notable in the drawings and sketches of Satan, but that does not mean Satan is what a witch worships. many Wiccans worship goddesses and gods, but nobody says, “Praise Satan” as in the Chilling Adventures of Sabrina. Witches have to follow a read, and the read is simply: harm none, but do what you will. The key emphasis is below.
  2. Myth: Witches cause trouble and hurt people, cause demons to go into the house. Fact: The key emphasis on Wicca and witchcraft is very simple, but very powerful. The first two words I wrote of the Wiccan read are as follows: Harm None! I do not intend to harm people in my craft, only observe a spiritual connection to the Goddess and the three stages of womanhood, something Christians forbid. Maiden is my stage of life right now, and when I give birth, or even adopt, I will become Mother, and when I reach the stage of life where my body fails to move, I will be an old crone. No offense to old people, but crone is the final stage where a woman passes through life.
  3. Myth: Witches turn people into animals and vise versa. Fact: Most magical movies, Harry Potter included, use a combination of external magical tools and innate born powers to perform the magical tricks that the faculty at Hogwarts teach. But let’s face this: HP and Hogwarts don’t amount to what I’m talking about. Spell casting and witchcraft in a modern sense of things is actually a lot harder, but the magic is all within you. Every ounce of magic is within you, and unlike the distinction between Muggles and Witches/Wizards in Harry Potter and other magical themes of literature, we are all born with some form of magic within us. We all have a connection with nature, even in a sprawling city. And that means, oh yes, all it really takes is energy and concentration and a bit of belief that what you’re trying to accomplish is real. And unlike the Harry Potter or other kinds of magic spells in other literary phenomena, Wicca spells don’t have to be in Latin, Gaelic, or whatever. For example, in Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, remember the Levitation charm? The way Harry and Hermione made objects fly makes it look like kid stuff compared to what you really do have to do in a magic spell, and it is altogether impossible for objects to be made to fly on command, of course. The two word incantation is wingardium leviosa, which gets its origin from the Latin word to “levitate.” OF course, to truly cast spells, you have to know a lot of things. Sure, Hogwarts herbology is a bit inaccurate, but in order to do magic, a reason and purpose for me is paramount. I for instance want to commune with Goddess, so how do I do this? I basically put on or don’t put on robes or clothing, and then you light some candles, and then, depending on the size of a coven group, you have to make sure everybody is in the circle. Using an atheme, a small swordlike device that opens and closes a circle, you would ceremonially open and close circles, and exert energy onto an altar. That sort of thing. I need to do more research on which craft I want to fully get into.
  4. Witches according to myth are evil, and get their kids involved. Fact: I wouldn’t want my kids to know too much about witches and witchcraft until they are old enough to understand the myths and wrongheaded viewpoints. My kids will not be allowed to dedicate themselves until they are either at least eighteen or can hide their identities from prying Christian eyes.

I’m thinking about meditating in this sense with wand and stones, and yes, I want to make sure that everybody knows, I am not interested in lighting and burning candles except the scented kind. I could get scented candles, just plain ones, in three different floral kinds. But really, guys, a solitary pagan practitioner is what I’m leaning towards, and here are the reasons why:

  1. No need to worry about going to a building. Hell, you can practice in the park.
  2. Hell, no need to worry about boring preachy messages about God or patriarchy and all that.
  3. People won’t make me lawfully wed someone I dislike or can’t trust.
  4. Judgmentality on the basis of who and what I love or am is a no no in Wicca. So I have a lot of lesbian friends who are Wiccan, and Wicca emphasizes no harming others, so LGBTQI+ people are able to enjoy their lives and be themselves, and all I want in chorus things is to see my friends happy like they should be.
  5. I’m not going to brag or not brag, but I find Wiccans more supportive.
  6. The solitary practice appeals because there’s not as much to do, and not as many things to worry much about.

Thank you all so much for reading this blog. And may I add, churches have demonstrated again and again and again that disabled people are simply unwelcome if there’s no money coming to their offering plate? That’s the impression I get from GCC. I’m sorry, people, but a lot of churches are like this. There are small ones, but the small churches really don’t have enough resources to help a blind couple navigate SSI and medicaid and all this stuff. With Wicca, I don’t have to worry about this. No building in an unknown address, no hobnobbing judgmental people trying to mess up my life, no “You had sex outside marriage? Oh okay, you’re out.” No, I won’t tolerate this.

Please, if you are someone who wants to tell me this is wrong to do, don’t. If you support me, I’d like words of encouragement. And I need ideas on where to hold my commitment ceremony/wedding. Thanks.


Beth Taurasi

Disabled People Must Dare to Love, Dream, and Thrive

Dear readers,

We had to scrap all plans to attend any birthday celebration in California. This is the biggest reason: SSI and not enough money between myself and Trenton and the bills and the apartment needing maintaining because of its status. Sorry, and even more so, I’m angry. Continuing the rant I had earlier on Dabel, well, for those of you who didn’t see it, I’m concerned about a few things: one, a welfare check at the apartment because the cops might get interested when a former friend of ours calls the DPD on us simply because we won’t talk to her; two, we will never have enough money and given the traumatic circumstances of the guardianship in my life, we will never be paid back. I want full payout from my family, restricting them to a fixed income like I have, not allowing them to go on exotic or domestic trips. We can’t take any form of a vacation because of SSI and its limits, and if Trenton and I are lawfully wed, there goes any possibility of a life within a family, and the family will likely not play together. So we could play board games, but they’re visual half the time, and for us blind folks, we have to buy special adapted board games from a company that sells such things. My kids will be embarrassed to learn that “Mommy and Daddy don’t want to take us to Disney World to meet Mickey Mouse because they are poor, can’t afford it, etc.” How am I going to be able to enchant my children with a museum visit without thinking, then what do we do for food? Then what do we do to get the mortgage paid off? And the electricity? Water trash and sewer? We always have to keep this shit in the back of our minds because we’re blind, because we cannot do jobs and job skills training is a big joke in the United States. For those of you in the National Federation of the Blind or the American Council of the Blind, please note that what I went through, I described in prior posts. I could’ve been called a raghead by the same stupid doctor who flaunted his ignorance of Islam. The same doc accused me of pretending to be Arab. This will stop, and the use of racist material to test a blind person should have been stopped before it got started. Now, his words impact where I go, what I do, and how I live my life. Because of Benson, I can’t get a regular job with benefits, that has paid parental leave, that has vacation time, that has a big fat check associated with it, good insurance, all that. My kids should get all their shots, and when they are newly born, there’s still going to be complications. Those little babies if they arrive at all will require immunizations, come Hell or high water. They will learn, regardless of what school they go to. The kids will have a good time with their parents and family, us. And that means Disney World, Universal Studios theme parks, or even Elitch’s. But we can’t even think about that. The first things we have to keep in mind are food, and for the sighted ones, the working poor, they have car payments. One woman in Detroit went on Oprah Winfrey’s show to talk about how she had to make a choice: buy food for her children and risk losing the transport to work, starve the kids and keep the car. This is not the America I want to live in. I want a country that will make it possible for me to enchant my kids with real vacations, in hotels with food and water, and with friends and relatives that care about us. And the best thing about vacations is memories. My kids need freaking memories. Taking pictures, as the old song goes, is making memories. LEt me add another line from the song: catching little pieces of time; making them yours, and making them mine. I could keep going with this song, but think of this. My aunt Donna took me and herself to a dolphin reserve, and we got to play at the now defunct Marineland on my sixteenth birthday. I got to learn how to make a dolphin bow. And I don’t remember the day Coach Bainbridge taught us American history of the bank, but I do remember most of what I learn in history because I love history. But the dolphin park memories stuck with me, and guess what? We have pics of this experience, but yet I have or had a shirt with the trainer stuff on it. I was an honorary dolphin trainer, and that was cool stuff, wasn’t it? This is just one big example of memories I will never make with my children, especially if we can’t make money. We’re not made of dollar bills, and SSI will likely be audited. I really want my kids never to have to grow up in a shabby run down building with bad furnishings, slapped by someone worse than the friend we both blocked, or worse, thrown into foster care because of mine and Trenton’s relationship or blindness. What we want, ultimately, is to enchant the kids with trips to the opera, the movie theater, concerts, ball games, and many other memories they will be able to take home with them to the next life and beyond. Our friends in California understand our frustration, but how many times will we ever explain to their kids even? How is it that these people, both lawfully wed, both blind, etc., will ever say, “Kiddos, we can’t afford theme park excursions. We will never be able to meet this character or do this thing because I have to pay the dog’s or the cat’s vet bills, or we have to pay the house bills.” And worse, how is this couple going to afford a job? Yes, the woman is going to college, but then what? After college, who is going to hire her? Who is going to hire me? Neither of us can either find a job or find a way to live. Teacher’s salaries are hard to live on anyway, and the woman’s husband needs some form of support while she’s gone, and the supports workers have been extremely good and helpful to these folks. But for me, and my soon to be committed partner, what the hell is going to get us out of this rut? I feel ashamed of the country I live in, more interested in the barring of Muslims to Israel than the welfare of a disabled couple who might never see friends, Disney World, or national parks. We will be in a country surrounded by gun violence, a country more interested in how to make a profit than how to show compassion. I am so ashamed of this awful place, where the president we elected likes to make fun of and mock protesters, persons with disabilities, and so many more thoughtless acts. This country could end up becoming Gilead, where the Handmaid’s Tale is set, and I will make this clear: I stand for a flag that represents my personal freedom. I want the freedom to choose whether I will live in a house or a nice apartment with cats. I want to choose to get married without punishment. I want to choose the best answer wthout the best answer leading to a two hundred dollar penalty. So for example, do I get married? The answers: A. yes, B. no. The answer should be A., but the A. answer will cost me and my committed partner a $200 siphoning and more financial hardship. The B answer is a sinful answer that could get me kicked out of church after church and the kids unable to inherit things. So let us try a different question.

What do you do to earn money? And keep care services in place if you need them suddenly? A. get a job. B. Collect government benefits. C. Move in with family. The answer choices are not right or wrong, but let me explain why B. is my answer. A. would lose me the care services, a chance to live full and productive, and for those with wheelchair use or chronic pain, B. is the answer because A. would lose them their medicaid, and C. would mean abuse and too many rules, no chance to attract and keep friends and a mate. But what happens when we choose B.? We get punished, family cutting you off, family begging you to “get a life”, friends walking away and not understanding why. So no matter what answer or logical conclusion you come to, you get a punishment in financial or support things or you have to lose out on enchanting your partner, yourself, and your children. If you do the next question, be careful. Here is the next multiple choice logic question.

IF I am a person with a disability, do I A. go to church/place of worship. B. stay home. or C. Convert to a religion that accepts me for me. Again, no matter what answer you choose, you get punished in some strange way. If A., go to church, you lose out on friends for having sex outside the marriage. IF you chose B. in the prior question, the church will kick you out for not putting money on the offering plate, and then there’s the issue of LGBTQ+ kids. If your child came out to you as gay or queer or something, you would have a choice. See next question below. If you stay home and do things as a family together, and forget the place of worship, you take all the problems under choice A away, but then you get another problem. The kids need a place to socialize, to meet up with other kids with parents in the same boat, other things. And as for you and the partner, staying home means a rusty cane skills set and no social interaction and a chance to meet new people. Enter Soar Youth and Adult Choir, Denver Women’s Corus. Those kinds of activities are great, but Trenton doesn’t sing, so what activity should we do in place of worshipping at a building that doesn’t get it every Sunday? Choice C. might just be the answer, but with a catch. If I said I’m a pagan to any person in my family, they’d automatically assume a few things: that I worship Satan, that I am a wicked person, and that I commit sins and am an apostate. So really, this is a question that no matter what choices I make under this question, I have to suffer or we have to suffer.

The next question is a hard one. What alternative activities do you choose in place of worshipping in church? A. going out to eat. B. Going to the park. or C. Sleeping in. This is something I could add an all of the above to, but if I chose option C. in the last question, going to different sorts of places would work, but remember, money is an issue.

If you’d like to help me get somewhere with the honeymoon costs, please visit, and I will reinitiate the campaign to get the donations. Otherwise, contact me.


Letter to the People Who Think I Shouldn’t Be In a Relationship At All

This post does not begin with a greeting to all readers. But we must discuss a few things that need to be cleared up. For one, when I was in a relationship with someone else, and every single time I was in a relationship after, people have been going after me for various reasons, including but not limited to “slut” behavior which is a surefire way to say that I was slut shamed, called names, called worse names than a dog, and so on. I was labeled as having hung out with the wrong crowd, especially with Deq. That was ultimately the worst thing the NFBCO could have done. Let me clear some things up:

  1. Upon my arrival at CCB in 2010, I was at this point sick and dog tired of relationship drama, sick and dog tired of people throwing me away like garbage, and sick and dog tired of people making up stories about me and having to call me every goddamn time it happens that someone says something about someone else. I’m not the rumor mill of the blindness community, but that mill will lose its mortar and pestle very fast very soon.
  2. I chose Deq because he was not just the ordinary blind European American who spoke trashy comments or made assumptions about this country’s greatness, but I also chose Deq because in my mind, he was a rebel. Of course, I still think of Deq as what it means to be an American immigrant in the modern age. He came here from Kenya, but originally born in Somalia, and then he has done interpretation work for his immigrant Somali peoples. Deq is making money, is a U.S. citizen, and has a refugee wife. He’s doing great.
  3. Let’s face it. I had a relationship with Deq, but why do you European Americans have to think I hung out with the wrong crowd? When I think of the wrong crowd, I think of Terrorists, drug dealers, and criminal syndicates. Deq was none of these. Though he had a few beliefs that clashed with mine, we still enjoyed each other’s company, and I put up with it till I knew we couldn’t anymore. It was my choice to break it off with Deq Ahmed, but it was best for both of us. His clan and family would never support him marrying outside the bloodlines of Somali clan life. I made a regretful decision to date the next guy I dated because it was I who was foolish to see what kind of fool he was. He ended up abusing my trust and violating sacred human decency when he recorded the intimate moments we had, said I wasn’t good at sex (as if this wasn’t bad enough, and as if I was good at prostitution at all.), and he violated God’s and the universe’s central tenet of love and compassion. He has no capacity for empathy and I’ve seen it in him. He used his fake empathy antenna to lure victims, and it’s kind of sad.
  4. I dated a friend who chose a heartbreaker over me. And he learned his lesson, but I will not go back to him. Blake is a nice guy enough, but he needs a Conservative Christian woman with a liberal spice and a bit of neutral marinade. However, Blake’s family pervades his every day and hour, and many young women would not date a disabled man for some reasons that include the inability to move out of mother’s nest, the inability to take care of baby daughter, and the inability to see the daughter’s face. Girls who are ableist are everywhere, and many women of the age of mother tell their daughters not to actively date blind men. There’s a special word for that, and it’s a class related word but it puts the whole situation in perspective and I heard it from a MGTOW video and I can’t remember the word. I need to look back at that video and tell you what that word is. Oh, yes, if I did look at the video, hypergamy is everywhere. Blind hypergamist ladies are everywhere, and I learned that the hard way.
  5. After the breakup I was contacted by my previous ex, see Item 3, and I couldn’t remember why. It might have been that his long dead girlfriend had been just declared dead, and he was begging for forgiveness for himself from me, but of course, he refused to own up to what he did to me and Jennifer. Let’s just say I’ve kept a world free of him for four years, and I won’t go back. But then came Joey. And the world seemed like a brighter place, but then I learned later that people gave Joey the short end when it came to me and my personality or persona online and off line. I don’t know where people are getting these bad assumptions and misconceptions from, but this community of blind people are clearly incoherent. I’m not saying drunk, but not able to stick together and do the things necessary to stop discrimination and ableist rhetoric from spreading. So when I dated Joey, I was treated as garbage would be treated in a landfill, and only to have this guy break it off with me three weeks later. A letter from Grace Community Church was illicitly sent to Mr. Joey because the church did not believe in women’s ability to stand on their own two feet, apparently. How do you remove apparent filth, you might ask? By not sending a letter to my ex, of course. The church has defended sex abusers in other locations, as I later found out, and worse, they kicked me off the membership list through the vehicle of Joey nonetheless. This church should be ashamed of itself, and Christ would burn that whole building down, and take its people with it because he was and is an inclusive personality, and he loved everybody. He did not come for the righteous bastards who sexually abuse kids, but he came to call sinners, only the worst sinners amidst the crowd. He will pray with the people who can’t live as their assigned genital sex at birth. He will call the pansexuals, gay people, and the disabled. And Jesus will never tell people they can’t marry the person they love, and any reason to convert LGBTQI+ people to straight pale eyed lunatics will be void. Jesus loves us, if you know what you’re saying, the way we are and ought to be. Jesus did not look at blacks and whites but people. And Joey’s intolerance and family structure proves otherwise. Straight, white, and Christian families no longer appeal because they are bigoted toward transgender individuals, even in a love setting.
  6. Recently, friends have walked away because I am dating Trenton. I am serious though, want to commit to Trenton. In any case, I’ve lost too many friends from GCC and as for Trenton, there are people who say he shouldn’t be with me. Let me make one thing clear: he’s a good and supportive man, and I don’t want friends dictating who he’s with, let alone family. The grandmother saved the family and in spite of 92 years of age, she’s done a lot for all of us. The big thing is that the friends who dictate who Trenton is to be with can’t in any situation tell him or I that I am a crazy bitch who needs weekly or twice weekly therapy instead of twice monthly. I do indeed want Trenton to have friends, but. friends don’t do several things: friends don’t like when friends drive drunk; and furthermore, friends are supposed to accept and support decisions that they might not agree with. While the friends I speak of did not agree with Trenton’s decision to commit to me, I’m sorry to say this, but these people should have been more supportive and been friends only with both of us because acquaintance status won’t cut it. It is highly offensive when someone talks about a girl’s sexual behavior at a wedding, at a party, with friends, and even more, uses any excuse they can to commit something that could have left me bloody on the floor. I won’t go for this.

Now that the air is clear, I want to make another thing clear. The commitment ceremony will be on a day in May, 2020. We are also going to have to delay things because we’re going to California to celebrate a birthday with a longtime friend of Trenton’s, possibly. We don’t know, we have to book train tickets when we have the money for it all, and then we have to worry about food and incidentals and such.

Thank you for your supports, guys, and thanks to Global Books for liking this blog post prior to this one. I am now following you.


A Love Letter to Imagination

Dear readers,

While thinking long and hard about how much less imaginative we’ve become to a point as a human race, I think of what might have caused it all. For one, Barney, the purple dino we seem to love at one side and hate on the other, taught us all about imaginations, using your imagination to pretend you’re in a castle or in a deserted island where buried treasure awaits and pirates attack you from all corners. I honestly think that we’ve run low on imagination a lot. And I honestly think the imagining I’ve done lately has to do with helping us solve world problems more than just plain nice things. I mean, as the Dreamfinder at Epcot used to say, “One little spark of imagination is at the heart of new creation.” No kidding. And we’ve lost all that because of a few things: video games with three dimensional graphics. Yeah, I’m not trying to blame all video games but the ones that immerse you in too much virtual reality could rot your senses dead if you do it too much. What we need to be doing more of is pretending with more affordable assets, and let me give you an example.

IF you want to travel to the world of Middle Earth in LOTR, you have a few options: one, you can let a video game designer boost you into a virtual Middle Earth, or you could read the books, or you could pick a place, such as the hobbit hole where Bilbo Baggins lived for a long while, then he left it to Frodo. You could create your own sign on your front lawn that says, “no admittance except on party business. Bilbo.” You could also welcome guests, like this: welcome to the hobbit hole. Then hold the doors open, and what do you know! Walk inside your empty home, and imagine what you could store there. OF course, a teakettle or teapot in the kitchen, paint the walls a light elven green, and then add a red coloring or two … whatever floated around your mind when you wanted to pretend your house was a Middle Earth sanctuary. Let’s imagine something else. You’re throwing a party for a friend, and they love Harry Potter. You can’t afford to take them on a flight to Hollywood and or Orlando to see the theme parks, but you could so dress up your kitchen so it has the following things in the middle: a Hogwarts coat of arms, everybody wears dress clothes or dress robes, everybody stirs their drinks with a plastic soda straw in place of a wooden wand per se, but then … not sure where to go from there? You could always pluck a twig from a tree, and pretend it’s a piece of holly or something from Harry’s wand. Imagine you’re a wizard using one o those fancy schmancy remotes that looks like a wizarding wand from that world. Muggles, beware of the imaginations of the wizard fans. Muggles who are boring enough would ruin the thing, so yeah just don’t invite too many of those peoples.

What we lack in imagination, few are better at improving what we already have. It’s weird. But that’s what world we’re stuck with today.

So how can we get that imaginative mindset back? Well, think of your childhood. Santa will aways be around if you need a little Christmas magic. And if you can’t see snow, pretend the white paper on your boots is snow. LEt your imagination run wild, and let the dreaming begin.