Saturday, December 29, 2012
check out this article with detailed info:
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Just stick a camera up my ass and call it a day.
Illinois and Maryland have actually passed legislation to prohibit employers from requiring applicants and its existing employees to disclose their social media passwords. California has similar legislation in progress. Will Employers find a way around it. Will they say there is no such thing as privacy anymore. Or, what's the big deal if you got nothing to hide?
Laws were once passed about women's rights' to privacy too.
Anyone remember these questions that violated the law?
Questions asked by interviewers (men) to me personally:
1. It's against the law to ask you if you intend to have children but you can volunteer the information.
2. I'm looking for someone who is going to be around. If you get pregnant that's a problem for me.
3. I don't want to hire someone who has children, you might call in sick because your kid is sick.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
From a 12/19/2012 BBC website article:
Instagram's policy to users:
"You hereby grant to Instagram a non-exclusive, fully paid and royalty-free, transferable, sub-licensable, worldwide license to use the content that you post on or through the service..." and "...a business or other entity may pay us to display your username, likeness, photos, and/or actions you take, in connection with paid or sponsored content or promotions, without any compensation to you."
translation: kill me.
just in case anyone has forgot, Facebook bought Instagram for $1billion in April, 2012. Is the language now clear?
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
And it says no to Joan Jett?
At least Joan Jett wrote her own songs.
Perhaps Katy Perry, whose only talent is deep cleavage, will be inducted following her "woman of the year" award in music because her acceptance speech opened with, "I am not a feminist."
When I was growing up, popular predictable music was called bubble gum because only kids liked it and they would grow out of it, like their taste for sugary gum. Why do adults now like it? Is it because they are afraid of art? because there's nothing to think about, nothing to give beyond what is already there? Test Bieber and Perry against Patti Smith, Springsteen, Dylan, Cohen, Hynde, Robinson, Lennon, Costello, McLachlan, Waits, Chapman, Young,.....et al. These artists are creating art instead of drama and contrived statements that gets them their publicity fix in media.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
2 ways to register your number:
go to: donotcall.gov and fill out form.
From the phone you want to register call 888-382-12222.
Every action causes a reaction!
Go for it!
FYI: copied from public site:
The National Do Not Call Registry gives you an opportunity to limit the telemarketing calls you receive. Once you register your phone number, telemarketers covered by the National Do Not Call Registry have up to 31 days from the date you register to stop calling you.
I have yet to see anyone who looked good in leggings . . . especially women in white hair who walk around the neighborhood where my parents live in Florida.
One exception: Ron Reagan: independent political commentator & atheist.
On NPR radio the other day the outgoing president of the FCC said the government is aware of the importance of social media (ha ha) and will use FB to inform users of actions to take in emergencies. During Storm Sandy, I had no heat or electricity and my cell phone did not work for a week. How would FB help in this case?
Is anyone surprised that Verizon has applied for a patent for a device in future TV's that will detect watchers' emotions? If you are watching a movie, you will see an ad for popcorn; if you are getting cozy with someone, you will see an ad for condoms. What would be the ad for two women holding hands? "Buy one pair of shoes and get the second one half off?
When I was thirteen I received a diary for xmas. It had a lock, which I lost. My father made me a new one. It never occurred to me that he could make another lock and open my diary. I wasn't given the gift to be spied on. I was given the diary with the understanding it was mine. Private. I knew my father would not make that lock.
Not everyone keeps a diary but apparently every teen has a FB page. The results for marketers and advertisers are clear. The consequences are pretty scary.
I have not had and never will have a FB account. It is Big Brother. It will sell you to advertisers for it's own profits and it will sell you to the government as well. Join me!
Any takers? Tea party members?
Monday, September 17, 2012
This is bizarre. I can't always google my name to see who is using it - there are too many listings but this one is a bit disturbing.
I am not in Spain. I am not stranded. I am not asking for money.
I am not even on facebook, an advertising device to obtain personal information to sell to marketers.
But if you want to send me money, you can always make a comment here about why you want to send me money and I will consider your offer. Being unemployed (not by choice) for the first time in my entire life, all donations will be considered.
A little research revealed that this facebook page was posted by Casey of Ch 2 news in Utah.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
The President of the USA was just another Reality TV Show.
The President's Diary
Dollar Bus, North Bergen, NJ.
Mother & Twins. Hoboken
Willow Avenue. Morning. Mother drinking coffee pushing her twins in double stroller.
Do you mind sweeties if we go the CVS first? We can go to the park after. Is that okay? Do you mind? Sweeties?
Baby Twin One
No. I wanna go to the park.
Baby Twin Two
No. I wanna go to the park.
I only need to pick up a few things. Okay?
Baby Twin One
Baby Twin Two
Tuesday, April 03, 2012
I used to give the record away, even toss it to the audience at The Detroit Institute of Arts during a performance.
It's a 45 rpm. I don't have a record player anymore.
Side A is about child abuse. Side B is about how easy it is to make art.
Vintage. Punk. Detroit.
Also in cyber space is a photo of a woman identified as me watching a rugby game. It is not me. She looks very Conservative. Is it possible to know if someone is a conservative by the way they wear their hair? Choose their clothes?
Saturday, March 03, 2012
Friday, March 02, 2012
Thursday, March 01, 2012
Here there is no there.
I am one of four siblings. For two months I have sent emails to my brother and sisters and bc to my daughter to keep everyone up to date on what is happening here: the doctors, the hospital, the diet, the weather, the outings, the armadillo.
I will not forget what it feels like to sleep in a chair for two weeks next to my mother in her bed, my father next to her. Like a new mother who knows when her child stirs, I knew the moment my mother lifted the blanket. I went without sleep for two weeks. This is possible. It takes caffeine. And something else. Duty? Love? I think it has always been there, deep in my soul. It is a pain that does not yet have a name. It is wrapped in sadness, and is one a daughter knows.
In the fog that is my life today, I have found yoga classes, a state park with turtles, a grocery store. The lavendar plant my daughter sent reminds me of her. I pinch a flower and carry it in my pocket each day. But there is no art. That somehow eludes me. I do not try to get it back. I wait. Trusting it will return when it is time. It always does.
My youngest sister has visited twice to help me out. When she left I said, "You get to go home."
She gets to go home, she, like my bother and other sister have their own lives far away from here. Sometimes I think that this is right. They are the professionals, they could never give up their lives, their families, their day to day responsibilities. They wake to normalcy, they go to jobs, eat and sleep and make love. It is I, the artist, who can give up everything because I never had anything to begin with. Even a successful art career can be seen as the one that should be given up when a family shifts. I know it cannot happen unless the artist agrees to it. It's temporary. Everything is a memory. I must be here now than give up. I could never give up my daughter and so I could never give up my parents.
I imagine there are others like me.