Death of a Body, Birth of a Soul

Late in May my brother was admitted to hospital little did I know he would not leave. I feel he knew in his heart the time was soon but he had massive trouble sharing that with those close to him. I wanted to get on a plane and see him as I felt what he was saying, he then asked me to do something for him. He asked me not to go, he asked me to stay and help him. He asked me to be his pen pal, to be the one he could write all his fears, feelings and thoughts, he wanted me to listen, to advice.

It was an Honor to say yes.

Until the day he died he and I exchanged hundreds of emails, some long some short. We talked about the football, cars, heaven, dying. We talked about his fears, his pain, we talked about his family and we talked about mine.

We agreed that no matter what time of day it was if he needed to write I would be there and reply, so every day I took my Laptop home, I would sleep at 9pm and wake up at 2-3am, to match his hours as I knew there would be email from him. During this time he was really scared on three occasions. One when he was told he only had weeks to live, the second when he thought the time was up and the third was when he knew it was, his last email was on Monday morning. After that email he fell in and out of deep sleep and then at 5.30am on Tuesday he died.

I was told he never let go of his phone but could not use it. After his last email I never stopped sending mine, I kept telling him I loved him, that all was ok, he had done awesome things, I just kept writing I loved him and not to be scared. I believe he knew I was doing that, I believe my energy was with him.

When I was told his fight was over, I was on one hand so relieved that his suffering was done and dusted but what happened to me after that was so hard.

I looked at my laptop, and it hit me no more emails, no more joy, no debates about shit, no more getting over his fears, there was no more. I was so lost, I had committed night and day to my brother for all this time and now he was gone

Last night I came into the office and I didn’t pack my laptop, I went home empty handed but in reality it was more than empty handed, yesterday I lost part of my life force and that is worse than empty hands.

One of things Craig asked me to do was write his last blog for his “The Blog of MY Cancer Battle”

I think this will be it. You see Cancer is a terrible thing, it’s a long battle, it’s not instant. It effects so much those that have it, but it also effects those that watch it and live feeling it.

So if this is the blog, I know my brother would have said to all those that are suffering the, “Empty Hands” the broken hearts, the loss of that life force? Know one thing it may be the Death of a Body but it is the Birth of a Soul, and that? Will be with you forever.

Love You My Brother Craig always will.

The Sky didn’t Fall.

Wow, for the first time in I don’t know how long I had a break over Christmas. I tell you though it was not easy. I had promised everyone that I would go away, not take any form of Internet connected device would shut off from my work, all forms of social media and the news. The moment I disconnected on the 25th of December ahhhh the cold sweats began.

Yes folks I’m not joking, five days back in the Stone Age. No smartphone, laptop or tablet which meant no Face Book, no emails not even SMS, nothing zip nada. How will I cope I screamed, what if something goes wrong, how will I be able to communicate. Worse than that how will I be able to share my good times without FB and Twitter, my god this is cruelty.

To make it even worse? We were taking a bus for the trip, no Motorbike, no car this was going to be a total family adventure, a total of six hours where we could chat, laugh, OMG we could even look out the window and admire the scenery instead of burying our faces in a screen and missing it all.

Well kids, what happened over these past five days, did I miss much of what the “Online” world has to offer? Was I kept in the dark due to not being able to read it on CNN, was my day empty due to not having minute by minute updates from Family, friends via the Face Book news feed. Well to be honest, “The Sky didn’t fall” and I had a ball.

Yes, it was a total, “Back in the day” experience. A day when people talked and laughed and didn’t message about it.

It was more than just the technology gap though that made this trip such a wonderful time, it was the total human interaction I enjoyed. It was the house to house to meet new friends and a chance for others to reconnect with old.

It was the chance to look a person in the eye and ask them, “Hey how are you” and then sit back and take in the reply, it was the chance to have a chat, to feel a person’s energy, to feel their emotions, and it was special.

Yes, we did take a digital camera, we did take a zillion pictures but the pictures meant more than normal as each one had a story behind them, each person in the picture meant something, each person in the picture has shared a story, each person I truly knew and not one asked me, “Are you on Face Book”!

I am now back in front of my Lap top, the holiday is over. I look at the zillions of emails that have just down loaded, I look at the hundreds of messages on Facebook, the tweets and then I just say to myself, none of them really mattered, the sky didn’t fall.

Maybe we should do it more often, leave the. “Smartness” at home and enjoy what we see and hear rather than what we don’t see or feel!

These are Hodgies Words.
Big Hugs and Love to Ya

Good for the Goose? Good for the Gander!

Ducky Dynasty, funny show about a family that has made zillions out of duck calls, they are the thing you blow into they then make a duck noise and if you’re into shooting ducks, you will be excited as the noise attracts your prey and you can shoot them. Yep the family at Duck Dynasty are famous for their duck call and have made many friends and have the most popular show on the A&E Channel until now!

Until now, yep now they are famous for doing something a little different, they are famous as one of the family decided to speak his mind, to say what he feels, to give his own opinion on the Taboo subject of….tatata Homosexuality.

Why is it Taboo? Well Homosexuality and all other assorted subjects fall into the “Agree” or be dammed category which means if you don’t agree with it, “Shut Up”

Your opinion on Taboo subjects, your values, your thoughts, your feelings are not wanted encouraged or desired you basically have no rights, which is funny as all those people involved in all these rights movements fought for there rights of saying and doing what they wanted to do!

Now in the case of the Duck Dynasty Fella he gave his opinion based on his own Biblical Values, his family supported him on based on their own family values and moreover on the Value of the Constitution of the United Sates and that is his Freedom of Speech.

That lovely old piece of parchment called the Constitution is also what all the other freedom groups use as the tool of choice for their fight for rights and Freedom of speech and choice.

Are you starting to get the stupidity of all this?

On one hand we have every “Rights” group of a minority nature using the best legal eagles in the world to help them use that solemn document to get the rights they want. But hello if you use that same document given rights to say what you feel? Boy oh Boy are you in trouble, and in the case of the Duck Dynasty Family member? You will be hog tied, and muzzled and banned from TV for what you have said.

Now Mr. Duck Dynasty based his feelings on Biblical Passages that he truly believes in, but what if he was not a bible reading man? What if he was just your normal every day Joe that was not driven by scripture or ideology, he just had his own feelings and thoughts on the subject.

What if he is just pulled up randomly on the street and asked by CNN on camera, “So, tell us Mr. Average Joe” what are your personal feelings on Gay Marriage?

What if Mr. Joe had Mrs. Joe beside him and they had been married many years, owned an average house in an average suburb and did average things, didn’t go to Church or read a bible. What if his answer his own personal thoughts were “Hey, I don’t agree with them” Well folks the moment that Video screened on CNN I can guarantee you the caustic comments, the hate speech would resound from the comments section of that CNN homepage.

How dare Mr. Average not agree with us, how dare he have an opinion that is different to us.

Yes folks, in the case? Although I agree with Gay rights, I also agree with the right to say what I think and believe when you ask me, and last time I checked there was no law against that. But, an unwritten Law has crept into society and that is what scares me and we are now faced with the question, TO speak or NOT speak.

What do I speak? I support Gay Rights, but I also support the freedom to say what I feel and think. So in this case, both sides should remember something.

What’s good for the Goose? Should be good for the Gander!

These are Hodgies Words.
Big Hugs and Love to Ya

Minority Madness

“It is not a matter of what is true that counts, but a matter of what is perceived to be true.” Henry Kissinger

I wrote a series of articles last year all about “Truth” all based around the fact the “Truth” will set you free from the Bondage of lies, misconceptions and fear. Well I’m here to tell you folks, I might have gotten it wrong! I think that Henry Kissinger was right.

You see I am part of what I call them, “Majority Tribe” that tribe is driven by common sense, a strong set of values, family, tradition and a belief in God. The Majority tribe also believes in fun things like Santa, Tooth Fairy and other fantasy’s, we also believe that Pink is ok for Girls and Blue for boys, and have no problem with it. We believe in disciple, having a chat around the dinner table and little things like respecting your elders and others in authority.

I can take it a step further and say that the majority tribe also believes in a fair fight or argument, we believe if you lose? Lose gracefully, walk away and live to fight another day, seek wise council rather than a “Google” search. Yep, the Majority was indeed powerful and wonderful force, but note, I said WAS.
Why “Was”? Well today I read three articles that really hit home how Minority Madness has gained an impenetrable foothold of this Majority World.

Firstly, was an article about Gun laws in the United States? After years of innocent people especially kids being killed by crazy gunman with Guns that really need to be in a war zone (Assault Rifles) a vote was put to American Congress to change the law so Assault Rifles, and Magazines with enough bullets to kill a football team were banned.

A Great idea you would think, in fact an overwhelming 91% of America Voters agreed with the law change, but what about the Minority of the US Congress? Did they follow what the majority wanted? NO, they followed the Minority of the NRA (National Rifles Association) and hello the Bill to ban these stupid things was not passed.

The second thing was an article about George Clooney the actor, good looking man, super talented great movies and great Nescafe ads. George has been hounded by the press for years about his Sexuality, “Tell us you’re Gay George” they have screamed whilst belting away at the Keyboard. Well George had enough and today turned around and said he will no longer deny or confirm his sexuality, why?

Well George doesn’t want to upset the Gay Community, by labeling himself as a Heterosexual, therefore “Pigeon Holing” his friends. Hello, George I thought there was a little bit of tough in you, a little speak your mind, I would hope that a bloke like George would let his feelings be felt, rather than shiver at the thought of a Minority Tribes possible backlash effect you. Once again I have to state I am not anti-Gay, I’m anti having to follow thought or get rocks thrown at me!

The last one? Santa Clause.

Yep good old Santa has copped a real bashing over the years. Santa and his friends the Tooth Fairy, Angels, Fairy’s and the end of the Garden not to mention the Pot of Gold at the end of the rainbow. Yep anything that could be considered “Fiction” is not allowed into the modern day child’s life (Including Jesus and the Nativity Scene) according to what is labeled as the “Evolutionary” parent.

Yes, any mention of the “Imagined” could possibly lead to deep emotional issues as a child matures and finds out what is “Real” in this world.

Yep, we don’t want the thought of evil Santa ruining our child’s minds when they can play Xbox and PS3 with games such as World of Warcraft, Counter Strike and Grand Theft Auto! No way, do we want them to think of “fairy Tales” we want reality.

Hang on come to think of it? These games are reality, these games teach kids, Violence, abuse of authority, rape, theft, Murder, lying, racial and sexual discrimination, faith in the humble assault weapon.

Whereas Santa and friends? Teach peace and love and good behavior.

There my friends? Is the secret of why it’s, “Minority Madness” and as Henry put it, “It is not a matter of what is true that counts, but a matter of what is perceived to be true”.

These are Hodgies Words.
Big Hugs and Love to Ya

Hero DNA

Hero DNA

“Real leaders must be ready to sacrifice all for the freedom of their people.” Nelson Mandela
This week we the world lost a true legend, one of my great heroes in Nelson Mandela. When discussing his passing my brother Craig raised a great point on his Face Book page when he wrote, “I pose the question, now that Mandela has passed, are there really any great people left of his stature? Are there any true heroes left in the world”?
My brothers question really made me think, do we have any more left, will there be? It also made me wonder what is the difference in Heroes what is that special DNA they have, then I read this quote from Mandela and I reckon it sums it up.
“Real leaders must be ready to sacrifice all for the freedom of their people.” Nelson Mandela
Nelson Mandela sacrificed in abundance, and if I look at all my other “Dead” heroes, Abraham Lincoln, Ghandi,Mother Teresa, Martin Luther King even Jesus they also lived a life where there was no compromise on Sacrifice in their fight for others freedom.
When we compare the “Heroes” DNA to that of our leaders of today? A huge difference, “Compromise” is what it’s all about to them; freedom of the people has little if any standing, political survival takes precedent over all choices and decisions.
You see, sacrifice “All” mean just that, be ready to give it all to “Die” for what is right and in the case of Lincoln, Gandhi, MLK and Jesus that happened, Mandela close to it many times, but the average leader of today? Will back down in a Political room to save their Political life way before its gets to the point where an Assassins bullet might be the final challenge to the commitment of their willingness to sacrifice.
It’s not just Politics though where we have no heroes anymore, it’s even in the schoolyard, the office the home, and in these places we have no more heroes.
In the schoolyard people get bullied every day and nobody will stand up for fear of, “Sacrificing” the friendships of others. In the office people struggle to see a wrong and try to right it for fear of sacrificing there position or at worst there job. In the home parents will allow kids run riot, say what they want, do what they want, and they will buy them what they want out of fear of sacrificing the label of a Modern day Mum or Dad.
Every day, mere mortals, every day people have little chance of rising up to be heroes as we settle to be politically correct, keep the peace, not ruffle feathers, satisfy the Powerful Minority tribes with our silence rather than speak up, no chance to push that standard set by Mandela in his quote.
So, what is the answer to my Brothers question? I think sadly this week we have said goodbye to potentially our last hero. Yes the moment a candidate begins to rise he or she will be quickly be “Unliked” on Face Book, Ridiculed on Twitter, mocked by the media, and harassed by the Minority Tribes.
RIP not only my Hero Nelson Mandela but I fear little hope of another.

These are Hodgies Words.

Big Hugs and Love to Ya

The “EX” Factor

No it’s not the X Factor; I’m not going to rave on about the entertaining super powers of somebody on a TV Show. I’m talking about the “EX” Factor, yep that Back In The Day, was, former, no longer Factor, and the fact it’s hard for some people sometimes to take or get they no longer have the X factor, it’s now?, “EX” Factor!
“Ex” Champion, very sad in movies, usually they are portrayed as some old bloke, with a big beer belly, smashed up nose, cauliflower ears, talking like Rocky. They are normally in a scene where they are reminiscing about the last fight with some guy named, “Pretty Boy” or “The Destroyer” and as they tell the story they are ducking and weaving their heads, throwing left and right jabs. The story will usually end up with them taking some Picture with a stranger, posing with a clenched fist. When it’s done, the “Ex” Champ will simply turn around, look into his glass and wait for another moment to share stories of Back in the day.
Being in the “EX” category is not just for Broken nose boxers, stuffed knee footballers, blown shoulder base ballers, former Teen Idols. The “EX” category is a place where even us mere mortals can ourselves living or retiring.
Yep, sooner or later you can find yourself becoming an “EX” Employee, Ex Friend, Ex-Partner, Ex-lover,Ex Husband or Wife and when the “Ex” moment comes around you may even find it a little hard to EXist!
The worst part of being an EX? Accepting that you are one.
You know what I’m talking about. The EX Housemate that turns up every weekend looking for that long lost thingy that are sure they left at your house, the EX Employee that continually sends emails to former workmates to find out, “Who’s doing what with whom” to keep up with the gossip.
The EX Lover who seems to think that EX has limitations and calls you when they are drunk or lonely just to, “Have a talk” but in reality what they really want is…
The EX Husband or Wife whose favorite quote is, “I know you better than they do”.
The “EX” can just be annoying until they turn into a, “Y” and then of a sudden it can be a game hanger, the” Y” brings out all kinds of nasty things and sooner or later you could be confronted with, “EX” pictures in private places, text messages you forgot you sent. Emails that were surely marked confidential seem to turn up in everybody else’s in box or worse you see and read them all on Face Book.
Yep, the EX Factor is a tough place for some. Just like the ex-boxer who wants to sit in a bar and share his stories with anybody that will listen, the EX Factor Victims are just waiting for another soul to share their misery or sob story or worse they are sitting and plotting how to create misery or tears for others.
Wouldn’t it be great if the “EX” factor was really like the X Factor? Wouldn’t it be great if there was a winner and a loser and everybody accepted that and went on to make a whole new series with a whole new cast and contestants next year?
Well sadly, those that don’t accept they are now the “EX” Factor, tend to like having a Series run over and over n cable TV, and if they are really nasty? It might even end up on my EX.com!
These are Hodgies Words.
Big Hugs and Love to Ya

Khaki Brigade

What are little boys made of? Snips and snails, and puppy dogs tails. That’s what little boys are made of!” What are little girls made of? “Sugar and spice and all things nice. That’s what little girls are made of! OMG reach for the Gender Equality Action Group Phone number.
How dare somebody write a quote that puts boys and girls in a box? Hello it was written back in the day, 19th Century to be exact, you know a time when people had no idea that labeling would firmly position a child in a box of Gender specific Blue or Pink, and that could be a massive problem in them realizing there full and true potential.
Yep, no way in this world that quote would live to see the light of day in the 21st Century. The author would have been whacked severely by every new age parent blog, or Face Book page on the planet.It would be so bad I am sure that You Tube Comment Videos with Pictures and music would be made slamming the very thought of it. Yep the “Khaki Brigade” would have a fit and choked on the morning Latte (with Low Fat Milk of course)
The Khaki Brigade is what I fondly call the groups that are ohhhh so hung up on, “Gender Equality” in children and their biggest hatred? Boys wearing Blue and Girls Wearing Pink.
Yes, the world may be in the midst of Global Warming, Massive Unemployment, Country’s tinkering on the brink of Financial Collapse, Typhoons, Earthquakes and Tsunamis you name it but these events pale into insignificants should the Khaki Brigade see an Advertisement of a Barbie for Girls or Ken for boys!
I could imagine them organizing terrorist activities on Mums and Dads that even think of buying Pink or Blue Paint, Curtains or sheets and Pillows to decorate their new bundle of joys soon to be bedroom. Pity the poor Grand Mothers who will be subject to Jihad if they dare utter the words, “Oh your such a little Princess” or the water boarding awaiting Grand Fathers overheard saying, “He will grow up to be a great Ball player” comments.
A truly radical group they are, and I have decided how we can truly make them happy. I believe that “Khaki” should be the color of choice for all things Baby.
Yes dear misguided parents, dress them up in a dull shade of green and there will be no more pain or suffering for these poor Khaki Brigade people if they see a Pink Hello Kitty pair of Pj’s on a new born passing by.
Khaki, will be the standard for all sorts of clothing, PJ’, School Uniforms no need to worry all kids will look exactly the same a true stand for Equality, you have no need to worry if it’s a boy or a girl, no separate sections in Wal Mart we can all go and shop at the, “IT” department.
What an awesome idea, all dressing the same, the Kaki Brigade will finally be happy and rest in peace that they saved the world of potential serious issues.
Yep, Gender Equality, what a thought but hang on didn’t a chap name Chairman Mao try that already?
These are Hodgies Words.
Big Hugs and Love to Ya

The spreading of IDGAF

Yes IDGAF is spreading, it’s a global phenomenon. Forget about cars and factories causing global warming, Overpopulation causing hunger, technology creating unemployment. Don’t think its needs of Society that creates Slavery in factories in China and other parts of Asia. Don’t blame the Internet for Child Prostitution. No folks these and many other issues are caused by the rampant and not reported growth of IDGAF.
Yes folks, corruption problems with Government, domestic disputes my god even that fight with your neighbors last week are most likely the effects of IDGAF setting in deep inside your Country even down to the suburb you live in.
IDGAF first began with Individuals then quickly moved and began to infect groups, become part of Corporate Culture and sooner than later it’s now taught in Schools. This spreading of IDGAF has been assisted by Social Media, On Line Videos, the Press and Reality TV Shows.
So what is this disease IDGAF, well it started as a phrase, I DONT GIVE A FUCK, but soon its following had become so great it simple become a word, IDGAF.
Signs of IDGAF can be simple. It maybe your neighbor leaving the outside light on all night so you think its daylight and can’t sleep, or playing music so loud it would wake the dead. It could be people hogging the fast lane at zero miles an hour whilst a convoy forms behind them but hell they believe that speed kills! IDGAF can be seen in people that drink the last of the milk, empty the cereal box, use that last egg and forget that somebody invented supermarkets.
IDGAF can been seen taking hold when it includes jumping a queue, parking in disabled zones, putting bags on bus seats so nobody can sit, drilling holes in walls at 5am, smoking in no smoking zones, abusing waiters for being to slow as you have “Important” things to do.
The scary infection of IDGAF is evident in things such as the Global Financial Crisis, highly infected individuals such as Madoff, corporations including Enron, Goldman Sachs hell even the US Treasury, yes the spread of IDGAF in these Institutions has no problem sending the world almost to the wall, and IDGAF is a reason behind many entering Politics in this day and age.
Yes folks from School yards to Boardrooms IDGAF is taking hold, and today you may see the IDGAF infection in your daily routine and being demonstrated right before your very eyes. You can choose to stand up or shut up, but sadly the infection may have already set in!

These are Hodgies Words.
Big Hugs and Love to Ya

First Whisper

A baby is born, what a special moment. We have all waited patiently this past nine months, visited and watched Mum’s tummy grow, felt the first few kicks it’s been an awesome ride and yesterday the train stopped at the station and a new bundle of girly joy arrived wow. A funny thought ran through my mind as I saw her for the first time. What if it was my Job to deliver the FIRST WHISPER?
What if it was me that held her in my arms looked into her eyes and whispered into her tiny little ear the secret to a wonderful life? What would I tell her?
Would I whisper, sorry kid despite what you will hear, there is no guy that comes down the chimney in December in a Red Coat and Reindeers only live in the North Pole they don’t fly. Would I sadly inform her that there is no fairy’s at the bottom of the garden, or tooth fairy, no Easter bunny and that pot of gold at the end of the Rainbow? Hello pure Propaganda.
Would I whisper about, Gay Rights, Religious Rights, Black Rights, White Rights, and Minority Rights and throw in a quick overview of Political correctness, or should I simply whisper best thing forget about all that just say nothing and then you won’t offend anybody.
Would I whisper that its ok to wear anything you want as long as it’s not pink or frilly as that’s gender specific and that will upset a few in the “Rights” category so best give that a miss.
Should I tell her don’t fuss too hard on study or thinking, just make a really clever Video maybe even soft porn, then you will get you own reality show and be rich and famous, might even have your own line of perfume. If that’s a bit hard just make a video anyway as that too depending on the views could also set you up for life.
What will I whisper about friends and Family, will I tell her she will have zillions of them but like the tooth fairy none of them will be real, they will just be “Virtual” friends that we send pictures back and forth of ourselves. Double bonus though if they annoy you? With a click of a key you can “Unfriend” them out of your life forever and triple bonus you can write nasty things about them all day long and they can’t defend themselves.
Will I whisper the words she will have to learn? LOL, BRB,K, NP just to name a few, I will also make sure that she knows that’s, “Sick” and “Bad as” don’t mean what you think and gang signs are mandatory in every selfie. OH I best whisper a selfie by the way is a picture that must be done in front of a mirror preferable with a DUCK face, bummer I will have to explain Duck face!
Wow, that first whisper is a hard one, so much to tell her about of what’s really important in this world now days huh!
Oh, what a Ball and Chain of thought we can bring a child into this world with.
If I could whisper the first words into the child’s ear, if I was my precious responsibility? I would whisper words like this from my fiend Suzie of Suzie’s Quotes,
“A chained Soul is a Happy Soul. Break Free of those Chains and be yourself, believe in yourself. Live your Life for you. The results will be amazing. Hold your head up high and look through your own eyes. Life can be beautiful if you let it”. Suzie
What a Whisper that would be, Love it.
These are Hodgies Words.
Big Hugs and Love to Ya

Social Media Mushrooms

Mushroom Management – Keep Them In The Dark and Feed Them S*!t
Mushroom Management is a method commonly used now in places like China, North Korea and other places I won’t mention as I’m scared of the word Jihad. Yep it’s a method that keeps the Citizens totally in the dark of the outside world, feed them huge propaganda of what’s going on and they will continue to live in Squalor and think that hard times are normal whilst they eat rice and the Emperor Type leaders sip on Champagne whilst cuddling a concubine.
I’m thinking though that a Global Phenomenon is now driving many of us by its use of Mushroom Management, and that Phenomenon is Social Media, in Particular Face Book.
Ok, before I go on, let me say I love Face Book and Twitter, I totally enjoy the interaction with family and Friends but like those stuck in a Gulag or work camp I don’t fall for all the Propaganda! Sadly though many do and the Super Mushroom Farms provide you with plenty of S#hit to keep you in the Dark.
So what’s the fertilizer (a different word for S#hit) these billion dollar Industries use on you, to keep you in the wasteland of darkness.
APPS.
Yes Fertilizer oops sorry APPS like the Champion Candy Crush. Switch and match your way through more than 400 levels in this delicious and addictive puzzle adventure. Ain’t it the sweetest game ever? Wow so sexy and inviting the words they use to describe this little fertilizer of time wasting keep you in the dark activity.
Then we have Pet Rescue Saga, the cuddliest and most colorful of puzzle games! Lots of challenging levels await in this pet rescue adventure that will test your puzzle solving. How could you ignore something so cuddly and colorful a description that would make any speech writer for Kim Jung Un green with envy.
Now we have a new Super Fertilizer in the Making. Bitstrips, is your online funny pages. Turn yourself and your friends into cartoon characters, and create and share your own awesome comic strips! Wow I can Imagine Chairman Mao cheering from the graveside. If he could read such sweet words for something that in reality like Candy Crush, Pet Rescue and so many others apps is designed to keep people in the Dark of “ONE” website. Yes, drive other people crazy or if you click on all the app links? they will be harassed and constantly reminded how much “fun” your having until they “Unfriend” you or also fall for the Propaganda and join you in smelling the Bull**it!
Am I wrong? Are these APPS really as sinister as I say, or are they really just fun little things that you pick up in a dull moment and play until something urgent and pressing comes along (Such as work).
Am I wrong that some of these APPS turn you into self-centered maniacs that your constant ME ME ME drives your friends crazy, or are they simply a way to lazily express how your feeling at the time?
Well kids, take the good old litmus test, look at peoples news feeds and see how many just obtained the highest score, look at your in box with the amount of invites you get or desperate please for life or jewel’s to keep your friends going in there game quest.
See how little annoying cartoons with one liner now replace a written update of life. Take to the streets, sit at a coffee shop, bar or McDonalds and watch as faces and eyes are glued to a five or ten inch screen rather than interacting with those around them.
Yes folks, when you lift your eyes above the Laptop and take a look around you?
Mushroom farms are booming, and the Fertilizer (sh*t) is disguised as fun!
My fear is that Social Medias theme song is becoming, Hotel California:

“You can check out any time you like, but you can NEVER LEAVE”.

These are Hodgies Words.
Big Hugs and Love to Ya