All this groping is quite repulsive. Im glad people are speaking out. But its not only men who grope. In a comment on this blog back last year, we have the following episode recounting Sharon Gans, not to be outdone by Matt Lauer, groping a young lady:
AnonymousOctober 31, 2016 at 11:35 AM
I will never forget the night they introduced the platform. It marked a point of no return for me. I never liked Sharon, or loved her. I disliked her at first sight, and later I feared her for a while because she had the power to kick me out. I feared her reptilian gaze and her falseness and that scary hair. At one Christmas party I was wearing a jacket with elaborate embroidery. She came out of the teacher's room and when she came up to me she said "Oh how wonderful!" And stuck out her hands and placed them on my breasts in the jacket and SQUEEZED. It was shocking and really distasteful.
"shocking and really distasteful" and assault.
ReplyDeleteI'm guessing they are having their xmas gala this Sat., right? The Sat before xmas? In NYC with Boston group arriving in busses and trains. Everyone eargerly awaiting being scolded, scorned, dismissed, abused, and humiliated by the *great one.* They will tell them selves; I really needed to hear that, What good help that was, I was so asleep until S or R woke me up, or I need to put that into my aim. And the bullshit will. Continue.
ReplyDeleteNotice how Janine disappears and hides in a hotel room pretending to take care of diabetic Diane. Diane meanwhile pretends she is fine and nearly drops dead from exhaustion to prove herself worthy. And the choir puffs up, and the jokes become lame, and the toasts are so stale, and the goddammed Boring harp lady plays for hours, and only S gets to Ooooh or Aaahhhh. And if she likes your performance, everyone does, and if she doesnt well, sorry, no one else does either.Oh wait!, is this individual evolution or group think? You tell me. Or maybe just maybe, you're all clones of a fool and her handy man. Ha ha Merry Christmas.
Thanks for posting Spencer! In reply to how I'm doing, The Beatles' song just popped into my head to answer for me.
ReplyDeleteThe lyrics are uncannyily close to my own thoughts! So to answer, Yes, It's getting Better All The Time!
"Getting Better"
I have to admit it's getting better, a little better, all the time
I used to get mad at my 'school'
The 'teachers' who taught me weren't cool
They're holding me down (Oh), turning me round (Oh)
Filling me up with their rules (Foolish rules)
I've got to admit it's getting better (Better)
A little better all the time (It can't get more worse)
I have to admit it's getting better (Better)
It's getting better since you've been mine
I used to be an angry young (wo)man
Was hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word, I FINALLY heard
I'm doing the best that I can!
I've got to admit it's getting better (Better)
A little better all the time (It can't get more worse)
I have to admit it's getting better (Better)
It's getting better since you've been mine
Getting so much better all the time
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better
I used to be cruel to my wo(man)
I scorned her (him)and kept her (him) apart from the things that s(he) loved
Man I was mean but I'm changing my scene
And I'm doing the best that I can (Ooh)
I have to admit it's getting better (Better)
A little better all the time (It can't get more worse)
Yes I admit it's getting better (Better)
It's getting better since you've been mine
Getting so much better all the time
It's getting better all the time
Better, better, better
It's getting better all the time
Better, So much Better All the Time.
Writer(s): Paul Mccartney, John Lennon, (with a little help from me, for healing purposes only).
A few further thoughts on The Party:
ReplyDeleteIt was nothing more than a captive audience for group hypnosis and public display of cruelty and abuse that was supposed to haunt you for the rest of the year into submissiveness, and generally did just that. You weren't supposed to leave the building alone, without extreme vetting. If you were not on the bus, you were supposed to travel with someone else from the group.
A few days after, there would be an *Impressions class*. There they would ensure Everyone took away the correct message de jour. And you were again degraded or humiliated until 'your' impression matched the official one.
It was all done with (mostly) good food and liberal amounts of alcohol. We were Happy Prisoners. You were admonished if you missed either part. Oh, and especially if you missed the months of prep. It was said that if you worked really hard at this, that you would Really Get Something for Your Self! Usually what you 'got' was a bill for hundreds of dollars, a bad virus or flu, sick from exhaustion, angry spouses, neglected family members, and sometimes fired from your employment. Because, in order to 'get something' for *yourself*, (meaning being used as a mule for two con artists), you had to forgo All other responsibilities and relationships in your life!
And the kicker? It was All Done in the Name of Christ, like so so so much of the crime on this planet.
Poor guy! What did he do that people continue to abuse others in His Name?