Sunday, July 4, 2021
434. It's a Shame [no, not the song]
Dear Bernie, that is because Democracy is a useful yet worn out catch-all word which lost its meaning two thousand years ago, give or take, when the Romans extended their domination over Greece and later on opted for tyranny. Let's face it: the sole purpose of humanity sometimes only seems to be but decadence.
But there is hope, and Saltwater wells in my eyes too:
Saturday, July 3, 2021
432. The Deb's Ball...
...as seen from my point of view back in the days :-p
Mostly because these girls had 'bathed' themselves in their mother's Opium perfume from Yves Saint-Laurent (at best, the others being branded by cheaper perfumes 'à la mode' such as the "I am a virgin would you care to sniff me?" =>> Anaïs from Cacharel. Yuck it only took one lick of these girls' necks to know they'd be better off in my toilets rather than in my bed...)
[Blah-Blah Mode: Off]
431. I Am Not Fond of Diktats...
...or people deciding that one day or month of the year IS Fathers Day / Santa-Coca's Day / Masturbation Month / Women's Day, etc These people never asked for my opinion in the first place.
Should he be still alive I wouldn't wait for a specific day of the year to tell my father how glad I am he passed some of his qualities on me (and unfortunately some flaws as well :-) ; why wait for Dec. 25th to show my affection through presents ; I am a man, moreover a single man (*wink*), so it is definitely obvious that I have some me-time on a regular basis whatever the month of the year ; I also find particularly reductive and misogynist to care about women on one single day of the year ; and the list goes on...
I am not specifically proud of being gay, nor have I ever been ashamed of it. I like the idea of the Gay Pride's carnival, though I rarely joined the parades. Like Mardi Gras it is a festive day when anyone can show themselves in whatever way pleases them. But if I ever decide to paint my front door in rainbow colours why should I wait for June to do so?
Each of these days / months is kind of sold as a free celebration (yes I like oxymorons, I'm a Libra after all). But we all know better than that.
All of this to make the Planet aware that today is the day that I unilaterally decided to name "Gorgeous-Guy-Jumping-Sky-High-Waving-A-rainbow-Flag-Day". Oh Yeah!
This last one is quite CCCP-Artsy, don't you think?
Disclaimer: this is a one day in one year only event. Next one may (surely) be celebrating whatever fantasy and mood I will be in. Predicting the date would be even less accurate than a 10 days forth weather forecast.
P.S.: should you feel the urge of reproducing the action shown in the pictures above, please avoid jumping from any too high location - you may also want to use a couple of mattresses to secure your wonderful performance landing.
P.P.S.: the quack came in with the pills, so I'll let you manage the comment section. "Yes, Napoleon, I'm coming! Just let me put my funnel-hat on"
430. Lady Gaga's Confinement Look
Do not worry, big boy, I am pretty sure you are talented too. Just not the same way.
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