Aside

I’ll preface this by saying, there is precious little that I haven’t done or tried in my life.

One thing that I have not done is engage in the kind of rampant douchebaggery that I’m seeing everywhere online lately.

Seriously? Par example:

On your Gravatar, you are a married with two children, a less than interested husband and you’re exploring the D/s world with your Master???

For the love of Christ!

Who advertises their adultery to the entire world? I’m sure your children will be thrilled to see this in cache view in the antiquities section of the Internet of the future. How much attention do you think those children are getting?  What about the multiple personality wife and mother of many boys? Such devotion! To my man and how many others since?

And please… don’t hand me the line that all these twats use to justify their behaviour: “We’re consenting adults”.

Are you? Are you really now?

I’m pretty sure you’re the same person who sat home eating 4 pints of gourmet ice cream /  getting shit-faced on your Dad’s beer, when you found out the captain of the soccer team / cute cashier at McGeneric’s dumped your arse after making out with someone else. Now look at you! Out there doing the same on a much larger scale not caring who gets hurt. Didn’t you learn anything?

If either of you two consenting adults are married, engaged, living together or otherwise hooked up with another human; there is at least one adult who is NOT consenting. More likely it’s two who are not consenting, judging by the new face of WordPress…

Why don’t we ask the other adults involved if they’d like to give their consent? Maybe send them an anonymous toy chest or tool kit, whatever the hell it is. Or how about this? Have the balls to break up with your partner instead of publicly shaming them for all eternity.

I’m wagering we’d see Mount Consent explode like Mount St. Helen’s…

I weep for the future of Humanity.

Just thinking this afternoon…

You Want To Get Caught

Insomnia, sort of but mostly a manic phase of ADD
My brain is in full on squirrel monkey mode
Two AM thoughts have me up and typing at the Witching Hour
I remember having to explain this term to P, he’d not heard it before
Ironic, as most of my street smarts about the Information Highway were lessons he taught
Funny too that I’m awake due to the asshats driving by… just another spring time, post studies, pre exam, suburban Friday night. I guess it’s something that these are 3D asshats
Roads, highways, crossroads and forks
I’m older than dirt (older than 31/4’s, older than DOS, older than MacIntosh) in Internet years. The short story is, I grew up with it and have never been without a computer. I like to think I’m pretty savvy… I grew up with Northern Telecom HQ in my backyard, I worked for Mitel, Newbridge and iSTAT. I thought I knew some some. That’s always the downfall, right?
We think we know about this because we know that
So, the thing is, I’ve had some horrific experiences on the Internet and if it could happen to me, it could happen to anyone
If you’re putting it on the Internet, you want to get caught or you want someone else to find it. No, not quite the same thing
You think a carbon footprint is hard to minimize? When solid actions hit bandwidth they become dust in the wind and can’t ever be erased or hidden. Ever. Everything leaves a trail
I don’t know why I care about a perfect stranger… I can’t even say what not to do because it sounds preachy and judgemental but I can say why not to
If it’s on the Internet, it can be found. Someone will look for it, or stumble over it, even if it’s been deleted, even if the most elaborate schemes have been concocted to hide it. It might be manufactured – mostly what happened to me – or it might be your own choice but that shit is out there forever. In the context of a loving relationship, I’ve done same… and when the relationship ended… Not the same as those who “just play” or are having an affair but the result was the same

So if you really don’t want your husband / boyfriend / wife / girlfriend to know… don’t post those pictures, videos, whatever. It’s bloody sad that it’s not just teenagers who are the only idiots about this… I mean those “adults” who do this deliberately… yeah, yeah, thrilling and all that shit but what happens when the breakup comes, you forget to log off, she doesn’t like being dumped, he takes an interest in your Pinterest
Or maybe it happens like with me… He forgot that he gave me all his logins, to all his blogs, his Facebook, I ran both our FB pages at different times, had his banking info… on and on… Maybe think about that before you send a message or photo to someone
Gah!! My retinas!!
Funny how our choices and actions can be in direct opposite to what we say we want
You said you don’t want him to know, that you love him – your words. Then stop posting the pictures, the videos and all the other shit you’re doing. Your actions say you want to get caught. The result will be you’ll lose him. Have the balls to end it and let him keep his dignity or stop doing what you’re doing. I do care and am worried for you
It’s that simple
Not preachin’, just sleepless as the anniversary and the other anniversary are just hours away now and all that dust in the wind that he, me and the others kicked up, swirls all around my thoughts… and can still be found in virtual corners

~ kei
23 May 2015