(NOTE: I AM PUTTING THIS IN BOLD, UPPER CASE LETTERS, BECAUSE I WANT TO WARN YOU … THE MAIN TOPIC I AM GOING TO
SPEAK ABOUT TODAY IS KIND OF R-RATED, AND I DON’T WANT ANYONE READING THIS TO
SAY THAT THEY WEREN’T WARNED.)
(Subnote: Now that your curiosity has been piqued and you feel that you absolutely must read this blog entry … )
I had an allergy attack in the middle of my sleep last night.
Every time I have one of these while in slumber, it really throws me for a loop.
It usually lasts about 10 or 20 minutes, and the worst part is at the beginning, when you are wheezing away, your whole insides are seemingly coming out of your nose, and it takes one or two seconds to understand what you are in the midst of.
But then it is done, and if luck is on your side, you go right back to sleep, which is pretty much what happened to me.
I turned over, put the tissues down, and went right back to dream world.
I don’t know how this segues into what I am going to talk about here today, but I am going to try to do just that.
As many of you do, I turn on my computer in the morning, and I click onto the Internet, and the first thing that comes up is my Yahoo home page.
In the past, I have likened this page to an electronic version of the National Enquirer, with the latest Elizabeth Hurley bikini pictures and stories about the newest thing that people get offended by.
But today, I came across something so new, so wild, and something I had never seen before, that I was click bait right from the get go.
I just HAD TO click onto this story, and I did.
“Rudy Giuliani’s Daughter Caroline Speaks Out About Her Sexuality and Her Path to Polyamory.”
The key words here are “Rudy Giuliani” and “Polyamory.”
We all know who Rudy Giuliani is. The former mayor of New York—and the former lawyer for Donald Trump—is a nationally known figure, and whether you love him or hate him, you know who he is and what he stands for.
But then my eyes came to this word that this wordsmith (my own definition of myself) had never seen before.
“Polyamory,” I thought to myself. “What the heck is that?”
(I used a different word for “heck,” but since this is a clean blog, I will let you figure that word out for yourself.)
Well, I can’t say that the Yahoo home page never teaches me anything, because I learned exactly what “polyamory” was just by reading this story.
“”Polyamory” is the need or desire for sexual fulfillment for more than one partner, and the younger Giuliani admits that she acts as a “unicorn” for people who are looking for threesomes.
(And by the way, I had previously thought that the word “unicorn” was either a mythical animal of the name of a “hit” CBS sitcom, but I guess I must have been living under a rock all of these years.)
Anyway, the 30-something Giuliani, in a story in Vanity Fare Magazine of all places, admits that she was never sexually gratified in one on one situations, and decided, “Finding the strength to explore these more complicated, passionate aspects of my personality became the key to harnessing my voice and creative spark, which in turn helped me better cope with depression, anxiety, and the lingering cognitive effects of adolescent anorexia.”
OK …and she goes on further to say …
"Finding my wildness as an adult was much more peaceful—it was not reacting or crying out but intentionally searching," she continued, saying that she had known for some time that she was bisexual but hadn't yet explored that side of sexuality.
After dating a couple and having a threesome with them, Caroline said that her "heightened response to their energetic flow also started me on the path to identifying as pansexual, which feels more precise than bisexuality."
"I am attracted to people based on their presence and energy regardless of their biological sex, gender, or gender identity," she said.
"Through all of the judgment, the incredible moments of connection and transformation I've shared with these couples remind me that my expansive mind is a gift."
OK …?
The younger Giuliani is a child or divorce, and I can tell you from personal experience as a person who went through my own divorce many years ago that children in this situation often exhibit a kind of lack of trust of people in general, their parents in particular.
But for a generation that gets upset and offended at Dr. Seuss and Mr. Potato Head, boy, they sure are open about their personal mental sickness, or at least this “unicorn” is.
I just love how she justifies this sickness as being somewhat “mainstream,” or at least she is trying to justify her sickness with this article … and you wonder why magazines are dying by the wayside, giving people like this a platform to tell us minute details of their lives that no one really cares about.
See a shrink, don’t tell the world about how happy you are being the way you are. It is almost like she wants the world to know so that somebody can help her, and she needs this justification so that she can feel OK with herself.
So after reading this nonsense—and yes, I read the story, so I am a bit of a hypocrite myself—I have to say, I kind of felt sorry for this individual, but on the other hand, don’t tell me that being the third person in such a relationship is anything more than a porn movie coming true.
You need help, my dear, and writing about your experiences in Vanity Fare isn’t the help that you need.
I am sure that her father—and her mother, former TV reporter Donna Hanover—are just so proud of you now, but I really do feel sorry for them more than for you.
Goodness, after reading this drivel, I almost cry out for more Elizabeth Hurley bikini photos … and her justifications for putting them up for all to see at the advanced age that she has reached.
Let me get my Dr. Seuss books and read them again, maybe there are some other words in there that I never saw before, or never realized before even existed.
Heck, maybe he even talks about “polyamory” somewhere in one of these books … I guess I must have missed it.
Have a nice weekend, and I will speak to you again on Monday.
(Subnote: Now that your curiosity has been piqued and you feel that you absolutely must read this blog entry … )
I had an allergy attack in the middle of my sleep last night.
Every time I have one of these while in slumber, it really throws me for a loop.
It usually lasts about 10 or 20 minutes, and the worst part is at the beginning, when you are wheezing away, your whole insides are seemingly coming out of your nose, and it takes one or two seconds to understand what you are in the midst of.
But then it is done, and if luck is on your side, you go right back to sleep, which is pretty much what happened to me.
I turned over, put the tissues down, and went right back to dream world.
I don’t know how this segues into what I am going to talk about here today, but I am going to try to do just that.
As many of you do, I turn on my computer in the morning, and I click onto the Internet, and the first thing that comes up is my Yahoo home page.
In the past, I have likened this page to an electronic version of the National Enquirer, with the latest Elizabeth Hurley bikini pictures and stories about the newest thing that people get offended by.
But today, I came across something so new, so wild, and something I had never seen before, that I was click bait right from the get go.
I just HAD TO click onto this story, and I did.
“Rudy Giuliani’s Daughter Caroline Speaks Out About Her Sexuality and Her Path to Polyamory.”
The key words here are “Rudy Giuliani” and “Polyamory.”
We all know who Rudy Giuliani is. The former mayor of New York—and the former lawyer for Donald Trump—is a nationally known figure, and whether you love him or hate him, you know who he is and what he stands for.
But then my eyes came to this word that this wordsmith (my own definition of myself) had never seen before.
“Polyamory,” I thought to myself. “What the heck is that?”
(I used a different word for “heck,” but since this is a clean blog, I will let you figure that word out for yourself.)
Well, I can’t say that the Yahoo home page never teaches me anything, because I learned exactly what “polyamory” was just by reading this story.
“”Polyamory” is the need or desire for sexual fulfillment for more than one partner, and the younger Giuliani admits that she acts as a “unicorn” for people who are looking for threesomes.
(And by the way, I had previously thought that the word “unicorn” was either a mythical animal of the name of a “hit” CBS sitcom, but I guess I must have been living under a rock all of these years.)
Anyway, the 30-something Giuliani, in a story in Vanity Fare Magazine of all places, admits that she was never sexually gratified in one on one situations, and decided, “Finding the strength to explore these more complicated, passionate aspects of my personality became the key to harnessing my voice and creative spark, which in turn helped me better cope with depression, anxiety, and the lingering cognitive effects of adolescent anorexia.”
OK …and she goes on further to say …
"Finding my wildness as an adult was much more peaceful—it was not reacting or crying out but intentionally searching," she continued, saying that she had known for some time that she was bisexual but hadn't yet explored that side of sexuality.
After dating a couple and having a threesome with them, Caroline said that her "heightened response to their energetic flow also started me on the path to identifying as pansexual, which feels more precise than bisexuality."
"I am attracted to people based on their presence and energy regardless of their biological sex, gender, or gender identity," she said.
"Through all of the judgment, the incredible moments of connection and transformation I've shared with these couples remind me that my expansive mind is a gift."
OK …?
The younger Giuliani is a child or divorce, and I can tell you from personal experience as a person who went through my own divorce many years ago that children in this situation often exhibit a kind of lack of trust of people in general, their parents in particular.
But for a generation that gets upset and offended at Dr. Seuss and Mr. Potato Head, boy, they sure are open about their personal mental sickness, or at least this “unicorn” is.
I just love how she justifies this sickness as being somewhat “mainstream,” or at least she is trying to justify her sickness with this article … and you wonder why magazines are dying by the wayside, giving people like this a platform to tell us minute details of their lives that no one really cares about.
See a shrink, don’t tell the world about how happy you are being the way you are. It is almost like she wants the world to know so that somebody can help her, and she needs this justification so that she can feel OK with herself.
So after reading this nonsense—and yes, I read the story, so I am a bit of a hypocrite myself—I have to say, I kind of felt sorry for this individual, but on the other hand, don’t tell me that being the third person in such a relationship is anything more than a porn movie coming true.
You need help, my dear, and writing about your experiences in Vanity Fare isn’t the help that you need.
I am sure that her father—and her mother, former TV reporter Donna Hanover—are just so proud of you now, but I really do feel sorry for them more than for you.
Goodness, after reading this drivel, I almost cry out for more Elizabeth Hurley bikini photos … and her justifications for putting them up for all to see at the advanced age that she has reached.
Let me get my Dr. Seuss books and read them again, maybe there are some other words in there that I never saw before, or never realized before even existed.
Heck, maybe he even talks about “polyamory” somewhere in one of these books … I guess I must have missed it.
Have a nice weekend, and I will speak to you again on Monday.
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