#bluebirdshit

i'm just another bluebird in a very pigeon world.

[minaleon]

No One Will Read This: WTF is #Bluebirdshit?!?!

I am sure most of you read my Facebook posts or see pics on my Instagram with #bluebirdshit tagged all over it. Perhaps you may be wondering what the hell it means. Maybe you’re not wondering at all and don’t give a shit. Either way, I am here to finally share what it is...

First, let’s start off with what it ISN’T. 

It is NOT sialia turdidae’s excrement. But I WILL say that actual blue bird shit in the literal sense looks really fucking cool on a sidewalk. 

The truth is, we ALL possess #bluebirdshit within us because all it means is to be yourself. Not society’s definition of who they think you SHOULD be, but being yourself ON YOUR OWN TERMS. Once you have embraced this concept, you WILL find happiness and thus, have your very own overflowing pile of #bluebirdshit to do with as only you see fit. 

This idea may sound selfish but in reality, it is far from it. For example, when you ask “pigeons” (or anyone who hasn’t unlocked their bluebird), what positivity is, they will likely respond with a bullshit cliche answer regarding charity to the less fortunate or ending racism. Because in their mind, being positive is about holding hands, singing kumbaya, and limiting conversation to ONLY happy thoughts and happenings. 

Society would have you believing this is what #bluebirdshit looks like:

When in reality, THIS is what #bluebirdshit REALLY is:

Essentially, positivity in it’s purest form is TRUTH. Sometimes, the truth can be about something good OR bad. Innocence or Corruption. But truth is still truth, no matter what and it can be EXTREMELY beneficial to facilitate positive change. So stop letting society tell you that becoming vegan, doing yoga, reading self-help books, or picking up litter is gonna make you more sprinkly. It’s merely a facade; a mask you wear to hide all the ugly fake pigeon shit.. You’re not only lying to the world, but you’re lying to yourself which is even worse. Hiding your truth by suppressing how you REALLY feel only blocks your true potential. Why? Because you're afraid of what people may think of you? That's not positive. It's bullshit. Because nothing good can come from being fake. 

Stop sacrificing your happiness for fear of judgement. Don’t be afraid to express yourself, even when it feels like you’re the only one. Whatever you do in life, put you first. Say what you mean and mean what you say. Don’t over promise and under deliver. (Thanks Pammie i love this phrase).

Once you’ve obtained personal happiness it is ONLY then when you TRULY and SINCERELY want to share it with others without any expectations of returns. You just do it because it makes YOU feel good and in turn, they’ll feel good enough that (hopefully) they’ll continue the cycle. If they don’t, fuck it. Start a new cycle and keep it movin’. And that, my friends, is what ‪#‎bluebirdshit‬ is all about. Being positively REAL. Because there's no country for pigeon shit here. 

A part of me wrote this because deep down,  ^^^ are the only ones who care.

The other part wonders why the hell I bother cause ^^^ won’t even bother to read it. 

[minaleon]

No One Will Read This: Food Wars

Is it just me, or does everyone seem to identify themselves by what they eat (or don’t) these days? This is a recent revelation for me because I don’t recall this many people giving a shit about what I ate when I was younger. Now, I can’t even take a bite of a hot dog without someone listing all the nasty shit that hot dogs are made of and that they cause cancer. 

But these days, doesn’t EVERYTHING cause cancer and WILL kill you? In light of this, some people have decided to adopt different eating habits or lifestyles to avoid dying (like that’s not going to happen to ALL of us at some point)—- paleo diets, vegan, vegetarian, gluten-free, etc… and if you’re one of them, then huzzah to you, my friend. That’s not what I have a problem with. 

What really grinds my gears is that these are NOT lifestyle choices. At least that’s not what you all present them to be. They are food religions— fooligions, if you will. Allow me to explain: every fooligion says the others are wrong, misinformed, delusional, and that we should follow them instead. The most vocal of all these has to go to the Vegans.

Now I am NOT here to bash your beliefs by any means if this is your choice. However, I will tell you what every omnivore won’t —- SOME of you are the kings and queens of attention whoring. I get it, you want to save the world and that’s a beautiful thing… I mean, who doesn’t? But your approach is all wrong. You can’t love animals but hate people who eat animals, but then tell people they’re stupid for eating animals, but you’re only telling them because you love them…and animals. The shit is quite confusing and quite frankly, it’s exhausting to keep up with.

Now the Paleoists DO eat meat but their diet is most commonly referred to as “eating like a caveman”. This fooligion confuses me more than Veganism because it’s misleading. 

Perhaps it’s because I don’t understand. I mean, if you choose to eat like hominids from the paleolithic period that’s fine. But if you’re going to digress from human evolution then do so accurately. Therefore, unless you and your friends party like the folks below, you just ain’t down with the paleo.

Which brings me to those who have freed themselves from the tyranny that is gluten. Then again, never mind. I don’t give a shit to elaborate.

I suppose what I am alluding to is that ALL of these “fooligions” will all go to shit when your very SURVIVAL depends on it. For the sake of argument, let’s say aliens invaded us tomorrow and with sophisticated lasers; destroyed ONLY the food you eat. Will you still stand by your beliefs and die of starvation for them? Or would you ask me for a bite of my burnt hot dog that causes cancer? Because if alien invaders DID attack with their awesome galactic lasers and destroyed steak, bacon, cheese, and tres leches cake… you better believe I’m going vegan like shit.

Just food for thought. 

[minaleon]

No One Will Read This: New Year, Same Me.

Every year around this time people start this whole “NEW YEAR, NEW ME” crap. Then when February rolls around everyone goes back to being “ain’t shit.”

Last year, I suppressed a lot of what I wanted and needed to say in hopes that rainbows and unicorns would make my life easier. I embraced the concept of the bluebird of happiness. I wiped away negativity, ignored people who annoyed me, and embraced that which made me happy. There were benefits and drawbacks to this “state of mind”: The benefits— I became closer than ever to my dear friend Pam whom I now consider family. We got lost on purpose on the narrow roads of Okinawa, chatted it up with the kindest people of this land, frolicked in some of the most beautiful places I have ever seen, and embraced the artists within.

The drawbacks— I got diagnosed with panic attack disorder & depression, started seeing a psychiatrist regularly, and am now on meds to “make me normal again”. Oxymoronic, isn’t it? I couldn’t understand what the hell was going on… I mean, I was doing all the shit I thought I was supposed to do to improve my quality of life yet, I was going mental all at the same time. 

And then it hit me. I realized that I was ALWAYS a bluebird since 1980. I’ve always been happy, adventurous, and kind to others. I stood out from the crowd, was creative, and loved to laugh. I loved to make others laugh and always had a quirky way of looking at the world. However, the MAIN thing I was always told was that I kept it real no matter what. I am also a total sarcastic smart ass. But by suppressing the things I wanted to say in fear of being negative, offending others, and losing even more people in my life… I lost a piece of myself and as a result, started losing my mind. So with the advice of my family, friends, and my psychiatrist — I shall keep the bluebird philosophy close to my heart while making sure my field of fucks regarding fuckery stays barren.

I’m STILL gonna be the same creative, adventurous, generous, positive woman I’ve always been. But the smart ass, keep it real, and call-out-bullshit-when-I-see-it chick that was partly hidden in 2014 is now back in 2015.

So to all of you, I say the same thing. Stop NOT being who you are. The world will either love or hate you for it but who cares? For I would rather be hated than lose myself…AGAIN. 

This wasn’t written for you, but for me… because I doubt very highly anyone will read this. 

[minaleon]

Everyone Should Read This: A Word to the Wyse

"Put your heart into your art. There is someone out there that will be impacted by your gift." - Praverb the Wyse, 9/14/2014, via Twitter

More than a father, husband, friend, artist, blogger, and pillar of our underground music community... Earl Patrick McNease aka Praverb was and still is an angel.

I very rarely find myself emotional when I hear of someone's passing. Not because I'm insensitive, but because as a songwriter, I'm accustomed to pouring my feelings out on paper where my pen weeps for me. However, when I logged onto my social networks and heard the news of Patrick's passing, I fell apart. The pen and paper were cast aside and I just let the tears flow. It's been a long time since that's happened.

Though we met only once, at Fatty J's in Frederickburg where he saw me perform and never forgot my short time I spent on the mic... he kept in touch with me ever since. We would chat often on gmail and exchange positive "isms" where he always managed to encourage me to reach even higher after every single one of my small victories. 

The first question he would always ask is "When is the album dropping, Mina?" and my answer would always be a fumbling of stupid excuses to justify procrastination. When it finally WAS completed, he asked for ALL of the records in advance and listened to every single one in their entirety. He then told me he wanted to be the first one to review the album and he made good on that promise. In case you are curious as to what he wrote, you may read that review here.

So if he did this for me, judging by all of the kind posts I am seeing, remembering his life, he did this for countless others. How he found the time, one will never know. What I do know that the impact he made on all of us would have been impossible without the support of his family and friends who sacrificed time spent with him so he could be there for all of us.

I suppose my point to all this is when Praverb believed in you, you KNEW it. You FELT it. He was so much more than a human being... he was and still is an angel. And though it's a loss for us, I truly believe his kindness, generosity, humility, and goodness was just too big for the earth to bear. So even though we are all grieving, I find solace knowing he was sent somewhere else; a place just as beautiful as he is where his work will be put to better use... and what's even more beautiful is that he left huge pieces of himself within his wife, son, family, friends, and colleagues to continue spreading love and beauty to each other. His brilliant light will forever shine within them, and it is our RESPONSIBILITY to carry the same light.

With that said, we love you Praverb. Thank you for teaching us to love a little harder, hug a bit tighter, and aim even higher for our dreams. 

Rest in Peace. 

Love Always, 

Mina <3 

[minaleon]

No One Will Read This: What is Love? (baby don't hurt me…)

"Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your heart or burn your house down, you can never tell." - Joan Crawford

Before I begin, let me just say that the title of this entry was totally sung as I typed it. Not that it has anything to do with this post but I will ALWAYS rock to that song like it just came out. Now that I got that off my chest...

I've loved a lot of people in my 33 years of existence. Well, at least I thought I loved them. Turns out… that "a lot" of people only amounts to a few. VERY few. 

I don't know about you, but I've always used the word freely. Sometimes, I've been guilty of using it before I really knew if I felt that way. After all, it feels good to love someone, right? I'm not just talking romantic relationships, but all kinds. Now, I'm not here to define the actual word because it means so many things to different people. But I think we can all agree that the general definition is a positive emotion, yes? Then again… I am sure those of you reading this (which I am sure will be no one) can agree that love isn't always positive. It's said that those we love hurt us the most… and those of us who have experienced that pain can also agree that the scars left behind are FAR from positive. 

So if love eventually hurts, then why should we love anyway? How can love be both good and bad? Wouldn't it just be easier to be indifferent and save ourselves the heartache? Are you confused yet? I know I was… that is until I had a really great conversation last night which inspired this post in the first place.

You see, it isn't about the word itself but the emotion behind it. Seems pretty obvious, huh? But let me take it a step further. When we tell a family member, a friend, or significant other we love them, we're usually saying it by default. But half the damn time, we don't mean it… and we don't even know it. You know why? Because love is not about how you feel about THEM. It's about YOU, and ONLY you. 

Allow me to explain. We tell someone we love them because we want them to know that they are cared for deeply. But that isn't what love is. Anyone can say they love someone. That's the easy part. The fundamental question we need to ask ourselves is:

 Do I love MYSELF when I am with ___(insert name here)____?

Seriously… ask yourself that about someone you say you love. If the answer is YES, then my friend, you know what love really means and you need to keep that person (or people) in your life --- no matter what. 

However, if your answer is NO, then honey, that's not love. If you can't love you, you will NEVER be able to love anyone (true story.) So if you find that you're losing pieces of you to give to them, it's time for some serious soul searching. Because no one… and I mean NO ONE is worth hating yourself over. That goes for anyone and everyone. 

Once you come to understand this concept, your life will be a whole lot easier, believe me. And check it, some folks are going to understand why you don't rock with them anymore… and some may not. But only YOU know what's best for YOU and in the end, that's all that matters. The truth is, if they don't get it… they never loved you (or themselves when they were with you) anyway, so it's a win-win situation for all involved. 

Moral of the story: LOVE YOU when you are with YOU. LOVE YOU when you are with THEM. Period. 

Not that you give a shit what love is anyway, for I doubt anyone will read this.

And if I may speak freely...

[minaleon]

No One Will Read This: I'm No Eggs-Pert or Anything...

But am I the only one who has noticed our society is becoming more and more of one who "walks on eggshells" on a daily basis? It's like a majority of people are afraid to truly express themselves and be forthright... or am I eggs-aggerating?

Alright, enough with the egg puns.

In all seriousness, I'm growing tired of it. Here's the thing: I know it's considered proper etiquette to never discuss religion, politics, or sex in polite company. But to be honest, the company I keep usually ONLY discuss them in addition, but not limited to: philosophy, science, psychology, and societal trends.

Why are we so scared to express how we feel or stand up for what we believe in? Is gaining the approval of the entire world worth losing our ability to think and speak freely? I'm not saying you should go around town screaming expletives at everyone for no logical reason. What I AM saying is we shouldn't be afraid to engage in a healthy debate every now and again.

After all, isn't that how we learn from one another? How we gain wisdom and understanding? Learn to be tolerant and empathetic to others and accept their personal experiences? Diversity is what makes people interesting, isn't it? 

I'm sure you've been in a "one of these kids just doesn't belong here" social situation before. [Watch this video if you don't get that reference…] I've noticed this especially when one's beliefs contradict the "crowd favorite". You get the disapproving looks, awkward chuckles.. you get the point. So because it makes us uncomfortable, the majority will hop on pretty much any bandwagon to avoid a debate and secure the popular vote.

Well I say screw the popular vote. If people are going to judge you for who you are, what you believe in, and dislike you for it, good riddance. If folks would rather lie for a smile than get real for the truth, you shouldn't be messing around with them anyway. Your relationship is a sham and you're only hurting yourself in the long run. 

With that said, the next time you hear something that goes against the very fabric of your being, don't be afraid to disagree. Be polite and express yourself. Engage and be open to other ideas besides your own. Expose truth when confronted with lies. Know the facts? Share them. You never know… you may walk away stronger in your pre-existing beliefs OR you may just learn something new and gain a new perspective and understanding.

Either way, get crackin'. Quit walking on eggshells and trying to be equally yolked with every damn body. It ain't never gonna happen and I ain't yolkin'.

Omelette y'all think about it.

Not that you care what I gotta say on a Fry-Day night… for I doubt anyone will read this eggcerpt.

[minaleon]

No One Will Read This: Fruitinizing

Behold, a bowl of fruit. They look delicious enough, don't they? A crisp apple, a juicy orange, beautifully ripened grapes… only you can't eat a single one. 

Why? Because they're all fake. Each individual fruit was designed to look colorful, enticing, and delicious -- but, there's nothing real or of substance on the inside. By now, you're probably thinking a fruit diorama is much ado about nothing besides decorating your grandmother's dining room table. But you'd be surprised how much a bowl of fruit can change your perspective.

Look at the picture above. Let's say your grandmother's table, a kitchen counter top, whatever surface the bowl may be placed on is your life. The bowl is your immediate social circle. The fruit represents you and the company you keep. So for the sake of discussion, feel free to pick a fruit. (I'll be mango since I happen to love those damn things--YUM!)  

Anyway, so here you are, the fruit of your choice, just chillin' in a bowl amongst other fruit friends. Unbeknownst to you, some are real and some are not. But as far as you know, they all have hopes, dreams, and aspirations. Some want to be in a fruit salad. Some, a smoothie… and so on and so forth. But the fake ones can't share those dreams with you because all they'll ever be is "decoration". Now, they themselves will never reveal that to you because they know once they do, they'll be shunned. So they sit there, silently envying, hoping, and wishing they could be like you. Inwardly they're saying things like, "I wish I could be in a smoothie!", "You see that banana over there? She's gonna be put in some bread. What a bitch!", "That asshole over there is full of Vitamin C. Vitamin C is SO overrated…" --- Well you get the picture. 

So while you and your real fruit buddies are being used by the Universe (the hungry human) as contributing members to a "nutritious" society, the fake have nothing to offer besides adding a bit of color and collecting dust. But the truth is, you'll never know which fruit is real until the hungry human wielding a knife intervenes, cuts one in half; thus revealing what's really inside.

Moral of the story?

1) You can't control the fruit in your bowl. (hahaha that rhymed. *giggle) Let the Universe deal with the fake fruit as it sees fit. 

2) Once you get over the shock factor that you've been "fruitinizing" with the enemy, don't let it affect the sweets you have to offer. Dwelling on it too much will only affect you in the long run. Think about it this way: what happens if fresh fruit sits and doesn't get consumed? It eventually wastes away, bit by bit. You don't want to waste away, do you? Of course not! So don't be deceived by appearances. "They" may look ok: after all, a quick wipe with a dust rag and they're good as new… on the surface, that is. Inside however, they're still an artificial hot mess and nothing can or will ever change that.   

3) And finally, don't allow the big reveal to make you question new fruit that comes into the bowl. Welcome it with open arms. For it's only with time that you'll know for certain whether that new fruit is real, fake, or just plain rotten. 

Until then, stay fresh and be refreshing. All you can do, right?

Not that you care about what's in my bowl, for I doubt anyone's gonna read this. 

[minaleon]

No One Will Read This: The (REAL) Truth About Forgiveness

Forgiving does not erase the bitter past. A healed memory is not a deleted memory. Instead, forgiving what we cannot forget creates a new way to remember. We change the memory of our past into a hope for our future. 

-Lewis B. Smedes

Confession: I'm not a good person. 

The remnants of anger, resentment, and regret still exist deep in my heart. And because I lack total freedom from these negative emotions, that makes me…well, not good. 

Before you judge me, let me explain: just because I'm not good, doesn't mean that I'm bad. After all, I make a conscious effort to treat people with respect, to be honest, and to accept them for who they are. I do my best to reciprocate love and friendship as it's given to me. I enjoy bringing joy to others and aiding those who are in need. Spreading positivity is all a part of my mantra BUT,

I am not a good person.

When someone hurts me, betrays my trust, or lacks loyalty… I completely shut down. Communication and interaction with that person gets cut shorter and shorter, until pretty soon… I erase that person completely out of my life. That was forgiveness for me. At least, I'd say I forgive them… but, I certainly didn't feel it. So I'd "forgive". But in my own mind, I'd create this sick and twisted logic that "forgiveness" made me weak and projects the impression that hurting me is acceptable. So to be "strong", I'd begin by dealing with my hurt and anger in an extremely passive aggressive manner. I'd make smart ass comments directly or indirectly to them to "remind" them of how much I hated what they did to me. Needless to say, they never got the hint. This would only anger me more so I'd eventually confront the issue head on… and most of the time, they wouldn't take responsibility for their actions. And thus, forgiveness became a vicious cycle of all of the above: and it never stopped. Pretty pathetic, huh? 

That is, until my magical unicorn appeared and sprinkled me with fairy dust laced with infinite wisdom (as only awesome magical unicorns can) and here's what the magic fairy dust revealed:

The REAL truth about forgiveness is it's not about THEM. It's about ME. I was confusing forgiveness with reconciliation… in my mind, they were one in the same. But the reality is, forgiveness is entirely up to an individual. Reconciliation, on the other hand, is a totally separate process that involves both parties. So I looked up the definitions of both for clarity:

___________________

for-give 

to excuse for a fault or an offense; pardon.

to renounce anger or resentment against.

re-con-cile

to reestablish a close relationship between.

to settle or resolve.

___________________

What I learned: I have to forgive those who trespass against me. Not for them, but for me. It's only through forgiveness that I can truly achieve inner peace and call myself good. Here's the unicorn kick: What I don't have to do is reconcile. I can choose not to, as can they. That doesn't make us bad people, it just makes us not good for each other... and that's totally ok! So no matter what kind of relationship it may be, just forgive. Excuse the fault or offense, and renounce your anger and resentment against them. Then LET IT GO. 

FOR-EVV-ERRR!

Whatever happens next is totally up to your respective unicorns.

As for mine, she gets my struggle and she's helping me through it. I'm listening and learning because one day, I wanna say that I'm a good person who forgives what I can't forget in order to create a new way to remember… and I'll finally be able to say that I conquered the battle with true forgiveness. But hey, baby steps, right? 

Wait... who am I asking for confirmation? No one's gonna read this shit.

[minaleon]

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If you find yourself asking, “Am I really a writer? Am I really an artist?" chances are you are. The counterfeit innovator is wildly self-confident. The real one is scared to death.

Steven Pressfield (via roguepostits)

[minaleon]

a musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write, if he is to be ultimately at peace with himself.

Abraham Maslow

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Bike Run & Donation Drive for the Children of Misato! Good Times! #okinawa #kadena

[minaleon]

April 27th - Kadena Officer's Club

[minaleon]

Mark your calendars, Okinawa! This is a show you don't want to miss! 

[minaleon]

No One Will Read This: Age & Art

If you celebrated a birthday this year, or will be celebrating one at some point this year...you're getting older. 

  You're welcome.

In my line of work, I seem to encounter teens and twenty-somethings who are suffering from a serious case of denial on a daily basis. I am writing this to bring you all back to reality, since no one else seems to be doing it for you. 

You see, too many of you are speaking recklessly and bashing those in their 30s and 40s who are pursuing a career in the arts. Now, you are not 100% to blame. It's not like our society helps you to believe otherwise. Youth is worshipped and hailed in America vis a vis the movies we watch, the commercials we see, and the music we hear. 

But what is comical, in a sense, is that you seem to forget two very important realities: 1) a very small percentage (keyword: SMALL) of you are actually going to have a career in the arts, and 2) you are ALL getting older and WILL be in your 30s and 40s one day. (keyword in this case: ALL). 

So before you speak out of ignorance or just plain stupidity, and criticize someone for their pursuits just because of their age... think about yourself. Think about where you are right now, and the chances of you being in the very same position as those you speak so negatively about. The chances of which are very high, when you really do the math. 

At the end of the day, age isn't what matters...the creation does. If an 80 year old man paints a beautiful landscape... it's a beautiful landscape. If a 60 year old woman writes a stoic novel... it's a stoic novel.

So to all of my fellow thirty plus folks out there dreaming... keep on keepin' on. Make your music, paint your pictures, and write to your heart's content. And to those below that age bracket... you do the same. And to each party, let the other do what they do. Encourage, uplift, and support each other's creations...because we've either been "there" before, or will be "there" soon. 

At the end of the day, we're ALL allowed to dream. And that, my friends, is a certainty that is 100% fine by me...

not that any of you care anyway, for I doubt anyone will read this.  

[minaleon]

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[minaleon]

No One Will Read This: Worldstar

             I'm not sure how many people visit World Star Hip Hop (WSHH) on a daily basis, but I'm sure it's in the millions. In any case, I know I will NEVER be one of them. I have visited that site once...and it was my last time. 

I'd seen people talk about it on social networks, posting videos and the like, but never clicked on any of them until someone sent me a video of someone singing a cover from that site. I watched the video, and the person singing was in fact, very good. After I watched it, I explored the site a bit, clicking on random videos labeled as funny, or fails...etc. As I was exploring, however, I noticed that a significant majority of the videos were cleverly titled, displaying either extremely violent, sexually charged, and tragically ignorant content.   

Now let me clarify something: I am well aware that I can't control what the masses want to see. I am also very aware, that there is a demand for this fuckery, and that is why it gets posted in the first place. It is also my belief that people have a right to watch what they want to, even if I don't agree with the material. 

Here's what I DO have a problem with:

ALL of the content, (even though it may be labeled with an age-restriction) is available to ALL internet users, namely CHILDREN. This, of course, not including computers with parental restrictions on internet browsing. Regardless, we all know that if children REALLY want to access information, they can, and will find a way around it.  

The problem with this is that if children have access to this site, they are seeing things they should normally be protected from as well as PROPERLY informed about. I believe this site both presents and DIRECTLY contributes to an extremely ignorant and skewed view of our society. Our children are watching this, and BELIEVING that what they are seeing is acceptable, laughable, and in most cases, worthy of sharing with their friends. Even worse, some children go so far as to imitate what they are seeing. (Remember Amber Cole? Where do you think those boys got THAT idea from? BTW, I should also add that most parent watchdog sites report the Amber Cole vid to be one of the most WIDELY shared bit of CHILD PORN in U.S. HISTORY, ever. Look it up, if you don't believe me.) 

That video had MILLIONS upon MILLIONS of views. Given those numbers, it's safe to assume children make up at least a part of those millions, yes?

With that said, I am not here to tell people what they can, and can't watch. I am also not here to tell websites what they can, and can't post. But I do believe that we, as a village, since it takes one, must exercise diligence and responsibility regarding our children. So here's what I propose: World Star, keep your site. But let's tighten up access, shall we? Implement a Username/Password function, SOMETHING. I am sure there are ways to limit child access on your end. Parents, use your parental controls on your computers. Block this site. Let's help our children rather than hurt them. Let's teach them the RIGHT way to view sex, violence, and ignorance.

Then again, I'm sure I'm just blowing hot air again, for I doubt anyone will read this anyway.