DEVIL OF A HUSBAND. HOME SWEET HOME. STOP PIMPING GOD! BEHOLD MY BELOVED SON, IN WHOM I AM WELL PLEASED! IS GOD WELL PLEASED WITH YOU? SING. SING. SING. MARTIN LUTHER KING CHURCH, WORSHIP, TWO PROFESSIONAL MUSICIANS, WITH GOSPEL, ROCK, SOUL, IN PRAISE OF JESUS, MIXED WITH DRUM CIRCLE, BONGOS, TAMBOURINES, CYMBALS, SHAKE, RATTLE AND ROLL, INSTRUMENTS! FUN, FUN, FUN, AT THE WORSHIP SERVICE AT MARY'S PLACE FOR WOMEN AND CHILDREN'S, SATURDAY SERVICE! IT ROCKED! IN THE NAME OF JESUS . . . I AM SPEECHLESS, AT THE BLATANT, DISREGUARD, NOT ONLY FOR MY RIGHT TO FREELY WRITE ON MY SATURDAY, CHURCH SERVICES, AS AN AMERICAN, BUT THE BALDFACED, AUDACITY, TO FUCK WITH, EVEN MESSAGES, ABOUT MY BELIEF IN GOD, AND THE CELEBRATION OF THAT FACT, THROUGH, SONG, DANCE, SERMONS, AND LOVE? I JUST DON'T GET IT? YOU ARE NOT ME, YOU ARE NOT HERE, NEAR ME IN SEATTLE, YOU ARE NOT STAYING AT ANGELINE'S WOMEN'S RESCUE MISSION, YOU DIDN'T STAY AT THE CCT, THE NIGHT BEFORE LAST, NOR DID YOU STAY, AT ST. JOHN CATHOLIC SCHOOL, LAST NIGHT, NOR ARE YOU SITTING, AT MCDONALD'S AT THE BASE OF THE SPACE NEEDLE! GOOD GOD, HAVE YOU NO DECENCY, NO SENSE OF SHAME, NO SINGLE BONE OF HONOR IN YOUR BODIES, THAT YOU WOULD ROB ME, GOD AND HIS SERVANTS, OF BEING PRAISED FOR WHAT THEY DID FOR ME AND OTHER WOMEN . . . IS MONEY, SO GOD AWEFUL, IMPORTANT TO YOU, OR LYING ABOUT, WHO WAS IN CHICAGO, AT A MORMON CHURCH WITH A BLACK SISTER, LIVENING THINGS UP, SO, THAT RELIEF SOCIETY, WAS NOT SO BORING AND DEAD? HOW LONG, CAN, THIS LIE CONTINUE? I HATE TO REWRITE MY BLOGS, I GET IN A ZONE, A TRANCE LIKE STATE, ALMOST, AND, IT IS LIKE SOME SPELL IS BROKEN, THAT, NOT ONLY IS, IT IRRITATING, TO START OVER, BUT THE FLOW, THE CONTENT, AND MOVEMENT AND FEELINGS, ARE, STOLEN TOO! JUST BRIEFLY, FOR A SPLIT SECOND, LAST NIGHT, I HAD THIS DREAM, VISION, OR WHATEVER, A WAKING, THOUGHT, WITH A VIEW? IT WAS PROBABLY, INSPIRED, BY, EVENTS DURING THE DAY . . . BUT, I SAW, THE MOUNTAINS, THAT REMINDED ME MORE OF MONTANA, MOUNTAIN RANGES, AND IT APPEARED TO BE IN THE DISTANCE . . . IT WAS, BEING VIEWED BY ME, FROM AFAR, AND ON THE SNOW CAPPED MOUNTAIN SCENE, WERE THESE HUGE ASS, LETTERS, OXOXOX, AS BIG AS THE MOUNTAINS, AND MONTANA MEANS MOUNTAINS, ADDING TO THE THOUGHTS AND INTERPRETATIONS, BUT, THE LETTERS THAT INDICATE LOVE AND HUGS, WERE ALL, LITE UP, LIKE WITH SINGLE LIGHT BULBS, ONLY ON A HUGE SCALE, ALMOST LIKE A MOVIE STAR, OR THOSE OLD FASHIONED VAUDVILLE, STAR MIRRORS, BUT, THIS WAS, AS LARGE AS THE MOUTAINS, THEMSELVES! YESTERDAY, AFTER CHURCH, I GOT BACK ON MY COMPUTER, AND NOTICED, THAT, THE "LOCATION" OF MY COMPUTER CONTROLS HAD BEEN TURNED OFF, AND I NOTICED THAT, MISSOULA, MONTANA, WEATHER WAS STILL ON MY COMPUTER, HOMEPAGE, WITH THE PROGRAMS, NEWS FEED, ETC., AND I WAS PISSED, TO THINK, THAT, THE GUTS OF MY COMPUTER, STILL SHOWED THAT I WAS IN MISSOULA, MONTANA, WHERE I HAD COME FROM DAYS EARLIER! SO, SOMEONE, HAD TO HAVE, GONE INTO MY WEATHER CONTROLS, AND SWITCHED OFF, THE "LOCATION" DEVICE THAT TRACKS, "MY LOCATION" SO THAT, IT WOULD APPEAR, THAT, I REMAINED IN MISSOULA, WHILE I WAS WRITING ABOUT, SEATTLE? OR THEY, CUT ME OFF, NOT REALIZING, THAT I HAD LEFT, WHICH WAS MY INTENT, LEAVING, THREE DAYS AGO, ON WEDNESDAY, I BELIEVE, BEING ON THE BUS, UNTIL, 10:30 AM, ON THURSDAY MORNING! STAYING THURSDAY NIGHT, AT MY FRIEND'S PLACE, SHHHHH, AN UNDERCOVER COP, WITH A VESTED INTEREST IN MY MISSOULA DOUBLE, OR ANY OF MY FEMALE COP BUDDIES, DOUBLES, EVIL TWINS, GOVERNMENT HOOKERS, AND WHORES, WHO ARE AIDED AND ABETTED BY, THE F.B.I., C.I.A., D.E.A, AND N.S.A, ALONG WITH D.N.A., AND ALL THE GOVERNMENT ALPHABET SOUP, DICKHEADS, WHO CAN ONLY RELATE TO PUSSY CATS, NOT BRAINS, BRAINS, BRAINS, LIKE I HAVE, NOR MY BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF COPS, FOR THE LAST 20 YEARS, MAKING IT SOMEHOW, OKAY, TO ROB ME, BUT, BE I LOVE WITH EVERY FUCKING WORD, I WRITE, EVEN LOVING AND HATING, THE WHIPPINGS, I GIVE COPS, BUT, THEY ARE ALLERGIC TO ME, AND, CAN ONLY, INDULGE IN MY WARM AND SAVORY, DELICIOUS, TRAINING, IF IT COMES, CLOTHED, IN THE FAKE BITCHES, WHO ARE NOTHING MORE THAN TOYS TO THEM! THEY WORK TO BURY ME, EVEN SAY THAT I AM DEAD, BECAUSE, THEY GO FUCKING IMPOTENT, DEALING WITH ME! LAST NIGHT, I STAYED AT, ST. JOHN'S CATHOLIC SCHOOL, AND IT WAS WONDERFUL, A WARM BUS, FRIENDLY, MOTHER AND DAUGHTER TEAM, PICKED US UP, IN FRONT OF ANGELINE'S, SCANGELINE'S, FROM, ONE RESIDENTS, PERSPECTIVE, LOL, AND TOOK US TO A WARM SCHOOL, WITH TONS OF SNACKS, FUN, GIFT BAGS, LOVE THE HAND WARMERS! THEY ARE GREY WITH PURPLE, FOR THE "PURPLE STORE" MY HANDS, LEAVES, ON THEM, AND APPEAR TO BE, MADE WITH LOVING CARE, BEING HANDMADE, SO COOL, STYLING, AND FUN, AND SO NEEDED! MANY MORNINGS, I SIT AND WRITE MY BLOG WITH MY HANDS AND FINGERS, FREEZING, WHILE I WRITE, BUT THIS MORNING, WITH THE NEW GIFT, I WAS ABLE TO WRITE, AND KEEP THE MAJORITY OF MY HANDS, WARM! BUT, NONE OF MY SISTERS, AND I AM NOT TALKING THE FUN, SISTA'S FROM SEATTLE, BUT, MY FUCKING BIOLOGICAL SISTERS, AND SEVERAL EX-FRIEND, ATTORNEYS, WHO ALL MAKE MONEY FOR THE COPS, PRETENDING TO BE ME, STEALING MY SONS' MUSIC MONEY, DAUGHTER'S BOOKS, OR IDEAS, AND MY CASES, LEGISLATION, LOBBYING, WATER COMPACT, AND NOW MY BLOGS! THERE IS RARELY A SITE ON THE INTERNET, THAT, DOESN'T HAVE AT LEAST, SEVERAL HUNDRED THOUSAND, HITS, FROM, GOOGLE, NOT HAVING THE CAPAPCITY, TO HANDLE ALL THE HITS WORLDWIDE FROM MY BLOG, EVEN, TYPING IN, ST. JOHN CATHOLIC SCHOOL, WHERE I STAYED LAST NIGHT, HAD, ROUGHLY, 400,000 + HITS, AND I DOUBT, THAT THE SMALL, SCHOOL, IN SEATTLE SUBURBS IN PULLING DOWN THAT MANY HITS, AND THAT IS LOW, BECAUSE, THERE ARE 8 VERSIONS, I KNOW OF, ON EVERY SITE I FIND, BEING GIVEN, A HALF A MILLION, GIVE OR TAKE, ANYTIME, AS A SNAP SHOT! THE BILLIONS OF HITS, IN 193 LANGUAGES, ARE BEING, WATERED DOWN, AND IT IS TAKING EVERY SMALL SITE ON THE WEB, IN THE DARK INTERNET, AND DEEP DARK CORNERS OF SPY, WARE AND GEAR! THAT IS HOW MUCH, MONEY, IT IS WORTH, TO STEAL, MY BLOG ABOUT WORSHIP SERVICES, HELD EVERY SATURDAY AT 10:00 AM FOR WOMEN AND CHILDREN WITH LUNCH FOLLOWING AT MARY'S PLACE DAY CENTER, 1830 9TH AVE., SEATTLE, WA 98101! SORRY ABOUT THESE BITCH AND MOAN, SESSIONS, BUT, IF THE COPS WOULD DO THEIR JOBS, IF THE WOMEN, WOULD BE THEMSELVES, IF MY EX-S, COULD HANDLE BEING MARRIED, TO ANYONE BUT ME, USING MY NAME, AS A "BRAND" LIKE TRUMP'S, THAT SHOULD SAY SOMETHING OF THE BILLIONS, SLIPPING FROM, MY BRILLIANT HANDS, TO THEIR LOSER HANDS! SHIT, IF THESE WOMEN, WERE SO BEAUTIFUL, COOL, SMART . . . WHY THE FUCK, CAN'T MEN, JUST DEAL WITH THEM? WHY DO YOU NEED MY NAME, MY BLOG, MY BRAND? JUST LAST NIGHT, GOING OVER TO A FRIEND'S HOME, WANTING A SHOWER AND TO HANG OUT, AFTER BEING SET UP, WITH COPS, HIDING, ON BOTH SIDES OF ANGELINE'S, ME DITCHING IN SUBWAY, AS ANOTHER COP, BROUGHT UP THE REAR, AND JUST WANTING TO CONNECT FOR A SECOND, HE WOULD NOT LET ME SAY A DAMNED THING ABOUT, HILLARY, WHAT I WROTE ABOUT YESTERDAY, ABOUT, HER BEING, VINDICATED, AND ME CALLING HER THE "QUEEN" OF AMBITIOUS, SMART FEMALES, WITH GOALS TO DO SOMETHING OTHER THAN, BAKE COOKIES, FOR KIDS AND GRAND KIDS ALL OUR LIVES, AND HOW, NOT ONLY DID IT TAKE RUSSIA, PUTIN, HIS INTELLIGENCE AGENTS, BUT, SOCIAL MEDIA, RT TV, AND, FRANKLY, OUR OWN, INTELLIGENCE AGENCIES, OF MALES, 17 TO BE EXACT, WHO HELD, THE INFORMATION OF THE RUSSIAN HACKING, TO AVOID, BEING OR LOOKING PARTISAN, BUT, THESE SAME, MALE LEAD AGENCIES, HAD FUCKING NO PROBLEM, HOLDING, INFORMATION ON HILLARY'S EMALES! SO, SHE HAD BOTH POLITICAL PARTIES, AND ALL TRUMPLAND, INTELLIGENCE AGENCIES, AND ALL THE FRATERNAL ORDER OF THE COPS OR PENIS, AS I CALL THEM, GOING AGAINST, ONE FEMALE AND HAD BEEN FOR FUCKING 25 YEARS, AS, THEY HAVE GONE AFTER ME, FOR 20! BUT, HIS UNDERCOVER COP, WHO, LOVES, ME, BUT WITH A DIFFERENT FACE AND BODY, EVENTHOUGH, THEY ALL KNOW, I AM EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN THEIRS, A BIT FATTER, BUT, THAT CAN ALL CHANGE IN 6 MONTHS, BUT, I COULD NOT GET A WORD IN WITH OUT BEING ATTACKED, COULD NOT EVEN START A CONVERSATION ABOUT, HIS TRIP TO TACOMA, TO ALLEGEDLY RECORD WITH HIS BROTHER, PROBABLY CATCHING HIM, DOING A BOOTY CALL, SINCE, I WAS GONE ALL DAY, ON FRIDAY, BUT, THIS MORNING, AFTER LEAVING, IN A BLOW OUT, LAST NIGHT WITH HIM, THE LADY DRIVING ST. JOHN'S CATHOLIC BUS, DROPPED ME OFF, ACROSS FROM THE PINK ELEPHANT, CAR WASH, SO I COULD GO TO MCDONALD'S, NEAR, THIS GUY'S PLACE, AND SAVE ME A HIKE AROUND TOWN, WITH EVERYTHING I OWN, ON MY BACK, AND STOP AND GET MY CLOTHES, THAT I UNLOADED AT HIS HOUSE, TO LIGHTEN THE LOAD . . . BUT, AS I GOT OFF, ON DEXTER AND DENNY OR WHEREVER THAT IT, THERE WAS A SIGN, THAT, WAS OUT FROM OF EITHER AN OFFICE BUILDING, THAT SAID, "BRAIN, BRAIN, BRAIN" BUT IT WAS UPSIDE DOWN, AND THE THOUGHT CAME TO MY MIND, THAT, THE DAY BEFORE, I WENT FROM "BOOTY, BOOTY, BOOTY" TO "BRAIN, BRAIN, BRAIN" BECAUSE, HE REALIZED, WHAT I STARTED TALKING ABOUT, I ACTUALLY, WROTE ABOUT, IN MY BLOG, ON HILLARY, PUTTING FOR ONCE, TWO AND TWO TOGETHER, THE BRAIN WITH THE BOOTY, AND HE WENT, IMPOTENT! LOL! AS THEY ALL DO! THEY ARE, COPS, ARE ALLERGIC TO WOMEN, LIKE ME AND HILLARY! THEY GO LIMP, LAME, BLIND, DEAF, STUPID AND DUMB! AND CERTAINLY, CAN'T GET IT UP, ONCE, THE LABELS, ARE EXCHANGED, AND WHAT THEY THOUGHT WAS, TEHH WOMAN, ACTUALLY CHANGES! BACK IN THE ROMAN, DAYS, EVEN DURING, THE SHAKESPEARIAN TIMES, THERE WAS SOMETHING CALLED, "COURTLY LOVE" AND THAT WAS, THIS FEMALE, WHO A MAN, ADMIRED, DREAMED OF, LOVED, DID ALL HIS WORLDY AND HEROIC FEATS FOR, IN HER HONOR . . . NEW OR SOME SONG BY KEITH URBAN, THERE IS A GIRL, AND HE MAKES KIND OF THE SAME STATEMENT, THAT BEHIND MOST THINGS A MAN DOES, THERE IS A GIRL BEHIND IT, CLEANING, HIS TRUCK, OR, WORKING EXTRA HOURS, OR WHATEVER, IT IS SOMETHING LIKE THAT . . . THE MAN, HAD A WIFE, OR GIRLFRIEND, WHO WAS GENERALLY, NOT THIS WOMAN! BECAUSE, THEN, LOVE, SEX, FAMILY LIFE, LIVING, AND WORKIING, BECOMES REAL . . . AND SOMEHOW, THAT IS NOT AS ROMANTIC, AS COOL, OR THE WOMAN, CAN'T REMAIN, THIS WONDEROUS CREATURE, OF PASSION! THERE USED TO BE CORTESANS, OR WOMEN OF THE COURTS, WHO WERE SMARTER, MORE EDUCATED, TRAINED TO MAKE A MAN DESIRE HER, BOTH IN MIND AND BODY, AGAIN, HELD IN A DIFFERENT LIGHT THAN A NORMAL WOMAN . . . I BELIEVE THERE IS SOME, SORT OF MIX GOING ON HERE, WITH ME THE WOMAN OF LETTERS, TRAINED IN THE COURTS OF LAW, ON A LEVEL AND PAR, OR ABOVE MOST MEN, ESPECAILLY COPS, INTELLECTUALLY, BUT, THERE IS ONLY ONE OF ME, AND AT THE TIME, THEY TORE INTO ME, I WAS 46, BEAUTIFUL, THIN, DRESSED TO KILL, AND DID KILL, ALMOST EVERY COPS, DIRTY LITTLE SECRET, MONEY AND CASH COW, ASSET FORFEITURE! DUE TO LOOKING THE PART, OF LEGAL BARBIE, AND ABLE TO ACCEPT THE COURTESAN, STATUS, OF THE MALE GENETIC MEMORY, I BECAME, NOT ONLY THE OBJECT OF LOVE, BUT OF HATE, COMBINED . . . SO THERE WAS THIS CONCERTED EFFORT, TO DESTROY ME, TO TAKE ME DOWN, TO LEVEL THE PLAYING FIELD, TO MAKE ME UGLY, TO BREAK ME, TO EITHER MARRY ME OFF, TO SOME TOP COP, OR, TO KILL ME . . . I COULD HAVE, BACK, 20 YEARS AGO, FIT, THE "HELEN OF TROY" FACE THAT LAUNCHED A TEN THOUSAND SHIPS, AND I CAN DO IT AGAIN, SO, THE DESIRE WOULD COME BACK . . . MY FACE HAS NOT CHANGED, HARDLY AT ALL, SO THERE IS AGAIN, THIS, LOVE/HATE COMBO, AND, IT IS BULL AFTER BULL, IF I GET THIN! SO THEY GO AFTER ME, AT EVERY GYM, HEALTH CLUB, SPA, OR WHEREVER, TO STOP ME FROM, GOING BACK, TO LOOKING LIKE I LOOKED, 20 YEARS AGO, WHICH WOULD NOT BE HARD, FOR ME, SEEING, MOST PEOPLE GUESS ME IN MY 40'S EVEN LATE 30'S RIGHT NOW! THIS "COURTLY LOVE" OR FEMALE COURTESAN IDEA, IS SOMETHING THAT NEEDS TO BE EXPLORED, TO SOLVE ME CASE . . . BUT, THE MOUNTIANS WITH THE LIKE MOVIE STAR, LIGHTED, OXOXOX, AS BIG AT THE MOUNTAIN RANGE IN MONTANA, ROCKIES, OR THE MISSION MOUNTAINS, WOULD SYMBOLIZE TO ME, THE COPS ARE BEING TOLD, THAT THE REAL JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D., IS NOT REALLY IN SEATTLE, SHE LIVED IN BELLEVUE, SO SHE CAN WRITE ABOUT IT, BUT, NO, DUE TO MY SURPIRSE ESCAPE, WITH A TWO DAY, HEAD START, IS BEING, FORETOLD, IN THE DREAMSCAPE, WITH COPS AND OTHERS, LOVING MY BLOGS, BUT THINKING, THAT I AM WRITING OR IN, MISSOULA, MONTANA, WHERE MY COMPUTER, INDICATES, WHICH IS ALSO, SHOWS ME, OR MY BLOG, BEING PUBLISHED IN PACIFIC TIME, BUT, I GUESS I FINALLY, AM, BUT FOR 3.5 YEARS, I WAS ALWAYS, IN MOUNTAIN TIME! SO THE SAME GAMES, THAT HAVE BEEN USED ON ME, FIANLLY, FIGURED OUT HOW TO SET SEATTLE TIME, WITHOUT, THE LOCATION, BEING CLICKED ON, WHICH WAS CLICKED OFF AGAIN, BY THE NSA, SO IT MADE IT APPEAR THAT I WAS STILL IN MONTANA, WHICH I AM NOT, BUT, YOU WILL NOTE THE P.S., IN YESTERDAY'S BLOG, AFTER SEEING THAT, MY WEATHER SHOWED ME IN MISSOULA, --1 DEGREE, NO THANKS, I TURNED OFF MY LOCATION, BUT I WAS NOT GETTING ANY WEATHER, SO, I GOT INTO THE GUTS OF THE COMPUTER, AND I AM GETTING BETTER THAN THE NSA, EXCEPT, THEY TOOK, MY BLOG THIS MORNING, WHICH IS A TRAGEDY, BECAUSE IT WAS A GOOD ONE, FUN, COOL, AND I WILL PROBABLY RECOVER AND WRITE IT THIS AFTERNOON, ONCE I GET THIS OFF MY CHEST, BUT, NOW, MY COMPUTER AND ME, ARE IN SYNC, A BIT, WITH ME, MY WEATHER, AND, THE TIME ZONE, BEING ALL IN ONE LOCATION, HERE IN SEATTLE! SEAHAWKS, KICKED DETROITS, ASS, LAST NIGHT IN THE NFL PLAYOFFS! LET ME TAKE A BREAK, AND I WILL GO BACK AND TRY TO GET IN THE SAME ZONE, I WAS IN, EARLIER, SO YOU CAN, GET A SENSE OF THE GREAT FUN, I HAD, A WORSHIP, MARY'S PLACE, YESTERDAY! I HATE IT WHEN, I GET MY BLOG STOLEN, MY INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY, JUST UP AND FIRST THE CURSOR IS STALLED, THEN, ALL THE SUDDEN THE WHOLE THING IS LIFTED! YOU FUCKERS ARE ROBBING GOD OF HIS GLORY AND YOU WILL PAY! BECAUSE, I AM CONCERNED WITH, HIM BEING WELL PLEASED WITH ME, NOT COPS, GOVERNMENT, OR MORMON FUCKS, WHO THINK, BECAUSE, I WAS BORN, A MO, RAISED BY MO'S, AND WENT TO BYU LAW SCHOOL, WORKED FOR THE UTAH ATTORNEY GENERAL'S OFFICE, WAS A MEMBER OF THE UTAH STATE BAR, AND HAD UTAH CLIENTS, THAT FOR SOME REASON, WHEN, I LEFT, UTAH, THE STATE OF MORMON, FELT ENTITLED TO RETAIN ALL MY ASSETS FROM, MY LAW LICENSE TO MY KIDS AND GRANDKIDS! SHIT!!!!! WHO IS CONSIDERED, PROPERTY ANYMORE? THAT WAS DONE WAY WITH, CENTURIES AGO,OR AT LEAST OVER A HUNDRED YEARS AGO! IF, IT WAS THE CHURCH, MY FAMILY, BYU, UTAH, OR THE ATTORNEY GENERAL'S OFFICE, WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR MAKING ME ME . . . WHY ARE THERE NOT, AT LEAST THOUSANDS OF ATTORNEYS, LIKE ME? BECAUSE, THEY HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT! THERE ARE THREE D'S TO SUCCESS: DESIRE. DETERINATION. DESTINATION! I GOT THAT OFF THE WALLS OF THE ST. JOHN CATHOLIC SCHOOL, WHO PLAYED HOST, FOR THE HOMELESS CHICKS, OVERFLOW, FROM ANGELINE'S WOMEN'S RESCUE CENTER, AT 2030 3RD AVENUE, NEAR SUBWAY! LET ME TAKE A BREAK AND I WILL COME BACK AND DO PRIASE TO GOD! FUCK THESE ASSHOLES! COPS, FAMILY, MORMONS, NSA! GOD?

A Closer Look at the Roman Concept of the Courtesan, and, Also the Idea of Courtly Love . . . A Long History, of Men, Trying to Blend the Bedroom and the Boardroom!  Understanding Modern Affairs

Men worldwide, have, long feared, the educated woman, we see that with the Taliban, Al Queada, ISIS, Boko Harem kidnapping the 260 school girls, the Pakistan men, who shot, Mahala, the 14 year old school girl in the face, when, she just simply stood up to them, to go to school--Nobel Peace Prize Winner, to MSNBC's, Lawrence O'Donnell, who, has an ad on the Internet, right now, about the school desk project, somewhere in Africa, with a little school girl, saying that she wants to be a doctor, because, education is the way to have a better life!  It has been found, that, the more educated the mother is, the less likely, she is to allow, train, or tolerate, her sons and daughters from being radicalized, or joining extreme, terrorist groups--that was part of the plan, me and the St. George, Think Team, sent President Obama and his administration, Sec. of State, Hillary Clinton, as well, on a 4 point plan to deal with Afghanistan, back in early, 2009.  One of the four point plan, elements, was, to educate the women, in the country, and that was right up there with the other three, free and fair elections, cleaning up corruption, including more special ops, covert ops, fight smarter, not harder, pulling troops, home, working on, job creation, and using, more Afghani troops, to sure up stability in the region.

And, as rough as my very educated and lettered life has been, of the last 5 years, since being sworn into the United States Supreme Court bar, the education was well worth it, not only for women, but for men, too!  Had I made my millions off my cases, or the billions from my blog, I would have probably not changed much of my personal life, but, I would, have had my four children, all very bright, run a family foundation, first providing them the means, to go as far and as high as they wanted, without financial worries, school, loans, and such, but, then, I would encourage them, to figure out, means, ways, through, scholarships, grants, and some type of criteria, to provide as many young adults with an education as possible!  The reason, to focus on women, is they say, when you educate a man, you only educate that man, and when you educate a woman or a girl, you educate, a whole village, community, state, nation, and in my case, a world!

SOUL MATES, VERY ATTRACTED, TO THE IDEA OF THE GREEK AND ROMAN, CITY STATES, PLATO'S "REPUBLIC," AND ARISTOTLE'S "VIRTUES," IN ADDITION TO THE DESIRE, DETERMINATION AND DESTINATION, OF BEING A COURTESAN WOMAN, WORTHY OF COURTLY LOVE!  BLENDING, ROMAN HISTORY WITH MY PASSION AND LOVE FOR SHAKESPEARE!

During my undergraduate education, I fell madly and passionately, in love, or lust with a man, I was not married to . . . this caused me great concern, fear, made me question my religion, my beliefs, God, and nature.  In trying to understand, this relationship, that, seemed, destined to be, even long after I graduated, with, both him and I, being, top students in both, the English and Communications, departments, both, Outstanding English Majors, and Honored Humanities Students, within, .044 percentage points, in our GPA's or grades, and dealing with the raging attraction to each other, he single, me married with 4 children, and 8 years his senior, I looked younger then too, it must have been the jogging!  Early mornings, before, kids were awake and school, started!  It took me, 4 kids, 4 colleges and 12 years, women, to get my undergraduate degree, then, I went to law school, after that, having dabbled in two other master's programs, before landing on law, after having a dream, to go to law school!  But, in searching for meaning for this relationship, I read this book, called, SOUL MATES, or SOULMATES, by I believe, Carl Jung?  But, in that book, it said, if you are attracted to a particular era, or time in history, this person, may, be, a lover, husband, attraction from a previous time, explaining to me, at least some, reason, that the second, I met this, hot attorney, still practicing in Las Vegas, one of the best in his class, and area of law, also, into, legislation, and seeing that the laws, the policies and procedures are followed, making the legal aspect of things, better!

But, here is what an education will do for you . . . I loved the idea of a courtly love, taking on the idea, that while married, to my husband, and a very good man, probably, after 25 years of being divorced, one of the best I have ever met, this somehow, allowed me, this, secret relationship, of, doing wonderful things, for someone, I held in high esteem, more the reverse of, the general male, attribute of doing so for a special, beautiful woman.  At least that was some release or relief, this brainiac, could get my mind around, to deal with my situation, that, seemed, out of my control!  I had long seen, the devastation, divorce, affairs, and whatever, can do to families, but, I had this horrible time, with my integrity, that I was in love with one man, and sleeping with another--married my first husband, because of a dream, just like going to law school, and buying a home, in St. George, Utah, to deal with taxes!  The first time, I met him, and I will not use his name, but, when he asked me my name, I could not say it, I felt like, someone, took a knife and sliced through my chest, pulled out my heart and threw, it on the ground and crushed it?  I was too smart for love at first sight!  But, that incident, changed my mind, but, I still needed a rational means of explaining who this person, who threatened my very being, stability, and protections, within the bounds of marriage!

COURTLY LOVE + THE COURTESAN

I was fascinated, with these women, who were, either raised, selected, chosen, for their beauty, brains, and personalities, to be allowed, into the Greek and Roman courts, where, mainly men were . . . not so different from our modern day courts, even with 51% of law schools, being made up of females, they tend to gravitate, to other means of practicing law, like teaching at colleges, which I did, or, whatever, and I can only speak for the Utah State Bar and what I saw with women attorneys, many being denied, trashed, or ostracized, within, the very gentleman's club atmosphere, that still exists, ask HILLARY!  We give lip service, to educating women, then, stop them at the glass ceiling, that, you would think, Americans, would have long ago busted, the one Hillary talked about, in her acceptance speech, seeing, Bernie as her main competition!  I am here to tell you, that, I was so, discussed at what I saw, one of the first times, I attended court, as a female solo practitioner, choosing to sit back with the PEOPLE, rather than, deal with the 30 or so male attorneys, yucking it up with the judge, former, county attorney!  There were butt pats, hand shakes, winks, jokes, client trashing, laughing, and tons of bull shit, with me sitting by a woman, who had a sister, going through a divorce, and her attorney, one of the jokers, doing everything, but, solving the case, costing the family, who were helping sister against her more powerful and financially set husband, pay for her legal expenses, in a case that was dragging on and on!

So, the courtesan, of old, inspiring the female attorney of the 21 century.  I will be, bigger, badder, smarter, meaner, and more versed in the laws, with a better resume, doing all it took, to beat these clowns!  And, I had to be good enough, as in a game of sports, to beat the other team and the referee too, or the judge, whom was male, needing to, take his ass down too, because, he came from the same rank, file and mind-set that the rest of these, buddies in the Southern Utah State Bar!  I had an advantage in and of the fact, that, I started, at the top of the state, and seemed to get along fine, as long as I was doing ivy tower stuff, even kicking the crap out of the defense bar at the legislature, writing manuals, and training . . . I was beautiful, smart, a great public speaker, good writer, graphic artist, and now, added the law to my repritoir, of skills, which, going from government work, where I was deadly on both sides of the issues, killing and passing legislation, gaining a national presence with cops and prosecutors, landing me, square up against, 27 male attorneys, F.B.I., and others as general counsel to the Utah Medical Association, with fraud units, for the government, looking into up-coding, for Medicaid/Medicare patients, and getting 9 members of the feds, fired, forcing them, to adhere to a manual, on how to conduct their previous raids, on my doctors, protecting, defending and preserving their constitutional and civil rights, as I did with financial planners, in SEC raids!

THE COURTESAN RETAINING MY SINGLE STATUS!

The night before, I was to go through the Mormon Salt Lake City, Temple, to get married for time and all eternity, whom, should I see out to a movie with my father? his secretary!  I believe that did irreparable damage to my, mind, as far as being the faithful, dutiful wife!  I loved, Pastor Tony Booker, of the Martin Luther King Church, in King County, Seattle, Washington, named, after Dr. Martin Luther King, 1960's civil rights leader, who was gunned down, for his push for, black equality, and power!  I HAVE A DREAM!  But, this incident, and many, led me to believe, that, the wife, often gets fucked over, in her commitment to her husband, children, homemaking, and whatever, and that was not going to be my FATE!  Who, would have thought, that, becoming the courtesan, would end me, up, more abused, battered, beaten, threatened, intimidated, chased, trashed, and thrown, under the bus, rather than, like, Rosa Parks, moving to the front of the bus!  Shit!  And the most deadly sin, allegedly, I ever committed, after being poisoned for pushing the feds around, and going after cops, with a death sentence on my head, telling me I was going to die by 2002, was, to get fat, going from 140 pounds, to being twice the woman!  Literally, both in brains, body, and soul!  LOL! 

Still pretty, but not the raving beauty of earlier days, but still fucking within reach, and these former lovers, top cops, prosecutors and attorneys, know it; therefore, this powerful woman, in the law, in education, in the courts, and worthy of COURTLY LOVE, at many levels, is being stalked, stopped, and badgered, each time, I try to get a schedule, that would allow, stability, workouts, and physical activity . . . in less than, one week, I thought of living near my daughter in St. George, falsely arrested for bogus charges there . . . decided, I would stay in jail, to stop my addiction to Diet Coke and see going into the yard, the only exercise as the highlight of my day, rather than the dread of the day!  NO, there were extra deputy sheriffs to make sure, that I left jail, rather than using it for my personal, training and fitness program!  LOL!  I saw more than one of my clients, get in great shape, in jail, this was my chance, even if it was a mere traffic violation, with no citation, and me not knowing, I had court, therefore, with a warrant, for no arrest date, and no charges! No, we are having none of you getting in shape, in jail either!  No spas, no health clubs, no, stability to get, in shape . . . we know what you can do, both thin and fat, and we need some reason to be in hate with you, and fat seems to do it, so no getting in shape!  LOL!

COURTLY LOVE + THE COURTESAN + THE JESUS FREAK!  NO. NO. NO.  360 DEGREE OFFICE, CHURCH, BED, SOLUTION--BRING IN OTHER WOMEN, FOR EACH ASPECT OF YOUR LIFE!  GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK!  GROW UP!  GUT FUCKED!  FUCK YOURSELVES!  WE LOVE YOUR BLOG, BUT WE HATE YOU, SO, WE DENY, YOU EVER WROTE IT!  WE LOVE YOUR KIDS, SO, YOU DIDN'T REALLY HAVE THEM!  WE LOVE YOUR CASES . . . NOPE . . . .LOVE YOUR LEGISLATION . . . NOPE . . . LOVE YOUR LEGAL WRITING AND TRAINING!  NOPE!  WE HAVE WOMEN WE LIKE MORE, AND WE ARE GOING TO GIVE THEM THE CREDIT FOR EVERY ASPECT OF YOUR LIFE!

A devil of a husband, and home sweet home!  These were the names of two ID NETWORK, Wicked Attraction episodes, I watched, yesterday, and how, apropos!  In the first episode, of "Home Sweet Home" the TV show, started with an older, somewhat, fluffy, hair stylist, who, needed a place to live, due to a new promotion, she met a local gal, who was having a baby, single, and needed some help with her other children.  Now the really scary thing about, this woman, and her name, again, appropriately, is Shelley, like my older sister and a ring leader of this bull shit, and a beneficiary, being granted, given, appointed, and anointed to be me, in the first, substitution, when I was poisoned, to be me, given all I worked for, for, what, 46 years, while she did jack shit nothing!  She did hook up with the right men, all my enemies, and she fucked, everyone who walked, until she found the right man, to get her what she wanted!  TO be ME SAFELY, jealous, since my birth, 15 months, after she was dethroned, as the only child of, Richard and Helen Southwick, who had her out of or not under the temple covenants, therefore, the guilt, played out to a huge extent, with, both mother and father, feeling sorry for the older sister, in the little sister's shadow, as if, cursed, in the Mormon faith, with little reliance on repentance or belief in Jesus Christ, but, relying on dogmatic and liturgy check lists, of proof of faithfulness!

Shelley, same name, takes in, this middle age woman, who at first is just seen as part of the family, until Shelley, like she did, before taking in a nephew, whom was the family whipping boy, who was glad to have this new obese woman, sweet, loved by her own family, to join, this sick, mix of people, Shelley, her two daughters, and her third husband, who, were all formerly abused by this woman, and later forced by her, to join in the cruelty to her, new, object of terror in Shelley's Little House of Horrors, but, she got all to participate, in kicking, hitting, locking this women in water wells, beating her, and finding joy, in starving her to death, giving her rancid and putrid food, that Shelley prepared herself!  Eventually, the young man, nephew was shot by husband, for taking pictures of the dead, middle aged woman, who, disappeared for 10 years with the family, who everyone thought was normal, telling them, she took off with a truck driver, never to be seen again, rather then the slow, grisly death, she actually suffered.  Eventually, the grown daughter of Shelley's came to authorities and told the stories of abuse of her as a child, of the husbands, until she finally, got an insure nit, who would do her bidding to keep the peace between him and her, and she told of the two murdered victims, buried on the family farm, out in rural, whatever.  But the daughter and later the husband, both in fear of this woman and her, Dr. Jekyle and Mr. Hyde, split personalities, appearing genuinely, loving and kind, on the one hand, then turning into a complete, murderous, nightmare, on the other, hand!  The real Shelley's son, Jesse, came in one night, when I was living with her, and tried to stab me . . . he had a light on his head, like a miner, and a 15 inch kitchen knife . . . I was hiding in the corner, ran down the street, middle of the night, in a night gown, with a sleeping bag to a vacant house! back in the days, when I was suffering from the government poisoning, or PICK's Disease?

(of course this bitch, Shelley, hacker hag from hell, with total ACCESS to this computer, and stealing the previous blog on church, has turned off the spell check, so, she can merely run it through the computer programs, for a technical, but sterile improvement, on MY WRITING AND INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY, that she is too boring to WRITE!)

WICKED ATTRACTION--FRANK OF INTERPOL AND SHELLEY!

If you were to ask me, if Allan Rex Bess, my alleged husband, not, who is Frank of Interpol, or I would even go so far as to say, he was brought out of prison, as one of the worst, serial killers, of women, to take care of Allan, so he could steal his identity, after robbing the Bess family home and inheritance, lives work and savings, and then, me, after I married him, to protect property, after having my million dollar home, stolen by the defendants of my $357 million securities case against the state of Mormon, governor, attorney general, Department of Commerce and Division of Securities, marrying, my real, client, Allan Rex Bess of Parowan, Utah, as a move to protect both of us, from the vultures and letches, who were encroaching on his rights, property and riches, while he was falsely held in jail, and me, with the powers that be, in the local, state and national, star chambers, going against me to shut me down, the day before, I was to go to Denver, to argue my securities case, that was, stolen, for the girlz, who the top cops wanted to be me!  Kay, Shelley and Rachel! now Sue, Tiffany, Hope, Annie, and Kelly Anne!  Shit, it takes a ton of average women, to step in a fill the shoes of, the object of courtly love + the courtesan + the Jesus freak!  LOL!

But, one time, and here is the courtly love, the courtesan aspect of Frank's personality, no longer interested in my body, looks, but, interested in my powers as an attorney, number 2 in the nation, for civil rights defense, and possibly an attorney himself, or a prisoner for that matter, but, one of my clients, had, been denied, ever seeing her son, who was in prison, in the Pleasant Valley Prison, because, the prison guards, accused her of smuggling, a cell phone, into her son, calling it contraband, and in violation of prison rules and regulations, but, being overlooked, for, the mother's doctor, who told her, with hip replacements and a general wreck, in poor physical condition, had the cell phone, for emergency purposes, and, never was without it, and didn't think a thing about it, when she had it with her!  But, the mother, of course was distraught beyond consoling, so, I took to writing my deadly, poison pen, legal, lawful and hair splitting, letter to the California Correctional Facility at Pleasant Valley Prison, to let them know in no uncertain terms that a cell phone in not fucking CONTRABAND, being defined in a legal dictionary as, illegal elements or properties, that might cause, someone injury, death, or threat, like sharp objects, glass, instruments used in prison, to hurt or kill someone!  I wrote that letter, from our cabin, up at Panquitch Lake one day, and I remember, Frank, wanting me to read him the letter . . . he said, I AM GETTING A HARD ON, JUST HEARING YOU READ THAT, READ IT AGAIN!  I did, but I thought, only a criminal, inmate himself, would love to hear me push around prison administrators and guards, or a cop would, or an attorney, would love, hearing me argue, what the word, IS meant!  The COURTESAN! a woman, lettered, specially trained, into politics, power, the law, educated, with pen and voice, to vie for power in a very man's world!  That, was husband, #4 . . . now the Wicked Attraction for husband #3!

DEVIL OF A HUSBAND--CORRUPT ENTERPRISES!

In this, episode of Wicked Attractions, it started out with a tanning salon, chick, very pretty New York gal,  who had just graduated from college, but was working, as many, college grads, just to survive . . . when, she recalls, that, this tall, dark, handsome, man, training to be an oral surgeon, walks through the tanning salon doors, and sweeps her off her feet!  Even her friends, and her brother, all thought, this was her, prince in shining armor, who is going to marry her and take her into his arms and she will be protected, loved, cherished and cared for, for the rest of her life, him, being the big time bread winner and her, a stay at home mom!  The charming wedding, faithful, successful, handsome husband, and thriving medical or dental practice in the city, New York, a mansion, in the suburbs and all, was, looking good for the perfect happy life and a great marriage.  Until she got a call one night, and found out that her husband, often working late, had been arrested, with  his mistress, for driving under the influence, not of alcohol, but of drugs and he was hooked, on pain killers and other drugs, plus, having an affair on her!  Hubby, lost his license, went through rehab, and seemed to mend his ways, with woman, they had a second honeymoon, recommitted to each other, and all was well. 

After a while, husband got his medical license back, and he went into other areas of practice, and he started, working with a funeral home, cutting apart bodies and illegally, selling, body parts, skin, feet, legs, etc., without the proper permits to do so.  Everyone, thought, his was a legitimate business, and it is, with the proper procedures and permits, but, that was not the case.  This handsome, charismatic husband, started raking in the money, built a dream home for his wife, and two darling kids, made about $13 million dollars in one year . . . until his practice and illegal treatment of dead bodies, selling body parts, and having a corrupt enterprise, came on the radar screen of the feds, who started to investigate this prosperous husband.  He told wife, that he was likely to go to prison, but he really didn't do anything they were accusing him of doing!  Again, she discovered he was back on drugs and having affairs with other women, many other women!  The man cut apart, about over 1,000 bodies, made a fortune, but, he was discovered as replacing the bones of the dead, with PCP pipe, or the plastic pipe used to put in a sprinkler system on you yard!  Family members, many or all, having given no authorization, were horrified, and so were his wife's friends and her.  His attorney, a friend from his youth, told him, to just turn everything over to the feds and he, as his attorney, and a good one, would help him get through this!  He was more worried about his wife whom, he truly loved, regardless of all the affairs, than he was fear of the feds.  His attorney, said, even in prison, his one concern, the one freedom his missed was being with his wife, whom divorced him!

DEFINITIONS, HAIR SPLITTING, AND DISTINCTIONS!

Going back to the courtly love and courtesan woman, now, with, my husbands, I never fully gave my heart and soul to any of them, there was not one, I could not get up and walk away from, I never saw any of them, who were my knight in shining armor, nor did I trust any of them, not to cheat, especially when, it appeared to me, that, both my second and third husbands, seemed to have connections with, Shelley and Kay, prior to being with me and I always error on the side of safety, and figure, like the black chicks at Angeline's, who said, a woman with more than one man is a slut, but men are sluts too, but they are all born sluts!  LOL!  Like I have said, fat is a feminist issue . . . I had former, mayors of Salt Lake, take their wedding rings off, the second they met me, I had allegedly, Godly men of  the cloth, bishops in the Mormon church, all the sudden take, note and a particular interest in the Utah Prosecution Council, once I was staff attorney, leaving my dozer boss, dumbfounded, blind, or a faithful husband!  LOL!  He didn't seem to make the connection, between all this newly acquired attention to his division within the division, since the new hot, divorced, smart female attorney, got to the Capitol!  LOL!  Ignorance in bliss, because, he would confide in me, the target, without knowing it, that, this top cop, or top prosecutor, was, doing this or that, and that was so different, than before, I came on board!  LOL!  My bosses, innocence, reminded me, of that of my oldest son, Chris, when he was about, 5, grabbing me by the hand, alarmed and disturbed, telling me that all those men were looking at me!  LOL!  Thanks for telling me son!  LOL!  Eyes behind my back, was I hot?  Yes, even fat, I am hot!  LOL!  Thin, I am deadly!

You see, smart men, are attracted to smart women; however, the way I looked back in the day, and could again, is disconcerting and throws men into the reverse, of what most alpha men, have to deal with, and that is women, clamoring for their attention, willing to cat fight, and throw it down to get the eligible man, bachelor, but, the reverse of that, can be true, but given, the need, the nesting, the protection, that most women, want, they, the pretty ones are swooped up fast, and taken off the market . . . but the smart ones, the ones worthy of courtly love, or the modern day, courtesans, take themselves out of the market if they do get married, rare, smart, in demand, both beautiful, conversant in politics, religions, the works of the nation, world, are few and far between, so, to limit myself to one man, is fool hardy in deed!  That fact, in and of itself, is hard for these men deal with, with more men at that level, than, women, I am one in a million, and while they are playing to the boyz clubs, in public, what they do and who they love, even fat, in private are too different matters, and their self betrayal, is, painful indeed, thinking they can treat an alpha female, like the do all the other women in their lives, with her, or me, seeing right through their sorry asses, and walking out, as I did just yesterday, catching, lover boy, getting pissed, because, I stayed over Thursday night, and he had Friday, off work, assuming, that, I would be waiting with baited breath, for him, to come to my or his bed, at whatever time he thought, or woke up, only to find me, way downtown, working on my blog, going to church, and doing whatever it is alpha female's do, with him, being the man, pining for, home wondering when, I was going to come back, to his apartment, with me, ignoring his calls, and filling my day with my routines!  LOL!

I am sure he did a booty call, to show me, who was boss!  LOL!  You see, the men, smart enough, to see, what they have, or whom, they are with, some only until they think they have me under their spell, are always, playing the cheating male, until, they learn, that two can play that game, or I don't really care, or have at it, she can't be a good as  me, and I am not talking bodies, booties, boobs, but BRAINS!  I told lover, Seattle style, that, I wanted to mind fuck him, and I did, but, he didn't know it, and when it hurts, he will say, it is the booby prize the woman, all his cop buddies, accept as having the tits and ass, worthy of being fucked over, not the woman, 20 years his senior, a total bad ass, whom, he, is not butt hurt by, or who was bought out to give his affections, to other women, with, my father, sisters and cops, not only jealous, but worried, that he can, and would, turn them in, or take them down, with the chance!  I even told him, probably too late, that, my dream, is to, win, one of theirs over to my side the light, the good, the honest the honorable, but, they are lured, down the rabbit holes, follow, shiny objects, or fake boobs, white teeth, only to be disappointed, by the content of the brain!  BRAIN, BRAIN, BRAIN!  I even tell my victims, that the brain is the largest SEX ORGAN . . . and they are usually onto the next female victim or prey, in their alpha male, hyper sexual state, when I leave them, and they spend the next 10 years, trying to REMAKE ME!

I MINDFUCK MY MEN, WHEN THEY THINK THEY ARE DEALING WITH THE NORMAL WOMAN, RATHER THAN THE COURTESAN OR THE WOMAN, TRULY, WORTHY OF COURTLY LOVE, ALWAYS, DISAPPOINTED BY THE TITS AND ASS CHICKS, AND THEIR OWN DECPETION, TO LOVE!  IN THI LAST CASE, BRETT, LOVES ME IN SECRET, KAY IN PUBIC, AND TRIED TO MIX THE TWO, IN THIS BRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN FASHION, TAKING EVERYTHING FROM ME, TO GIVE TO HER, HIS ALLEGED, TRUE LOVE!  LOL!  ONLY FOOLING HIMSELF . . . IF HE, OR FRANK, OR JERRY, OR MILES, OR ANY OF THEM, LOVED WHO THEY WERE WITH, MY LETTERS, MY CREDENTIALS, MY CHILDREN, MY BLOG, WOULDN'T MATTER!  BUT, IT STILL DOES, THEY DESTORYED LEGAL BARBIE, BUT NOT REALLY, AND I ONLY GET BETTER!  IF I REALLY WANTED TO START A WAR, OVER ME, I WUOLD LOSE WEIGHT, BUT NONE OF THEM ARE WORTH IT . . . I HAVEN'T FOUND MY MATCH YET!  I KIND OF THOUGHT, MR. SEATTLE, MIGHT BE SMART ENOUGH, WITH AN I.Q. OF 168, BUT AS I WAS GOING TO HIS PLACE YESTERDAY, SOME BLACK DUDE WALKED BY ME WITH A SKATEBOARD, AND I SEND EVIDENCE OF SOME OF THE TEXTS BETWEEN ME AND HIM, TO MY BODY GUARD, SON, SINCE HE WAS YOUNG, PROTECTOR, BUT THE DUDE WITH A SKATEBOARD, WALKED BY ME, AND ON THE BOARD, IT SAID, "TOY" . . . AND I THOUGHT, IS THIS A SIGN, THAT I AM A TOY TO HIM, OR CHRIS, MY SKATER SON, CONNECTING ME TO LOVER BOY, IS A "TOY" OF MINE!  LOL!  A 41 YEAR OLD HOTTIE, IS NO MATCH FOR A 62 YEAR OLD, WHO LOOKS, 40, BUT WITH THE EXPERIENCE OF A 62 YEAR OLD, WHO CAN READ HIM LIKE A BOOK!  LOL!  TOY!  HE WILL COVER HIS EGO AND SAY IT IS SHELLEY, KAY, RACHEL, OR THIS CHICK OR THAT, WHO ARE ALL SO RELIANT ON MEN, AND MEN THEM, TO KEEP THIS GAME OF SHIT, GOING, THAT IT IS A JOKE AND THEY ARE ALL, ENABLERS, AND DEPENDENT, AND WITH THOSE WOMEN, THESE MEN ARE ALPHA MALES, BUT WITH AN ALPHA FEMALE, A COURTESAN, OBJECT OF MANY MAN'S COURTLY LOVE, THEY ARE ALL THE SAME, SLUTS!  LOL!  SO I ACT ACCORDINGLY, AND DO MY OWN THING!  TOY BOYS!  THEIR LOSS, NOT MINE!  HAVE A GREAT SUNDAY!  SORRY, I WANTED TO INSPIRE, AND TELL ABOUT CHURCH, BUT I HAVE BEEN AT MCDONALD'S FOR HOURS!  THERE IS A SIGN BY ME, THAT SAYS, "NO LOITERINGF" BUT, I FIGURE, I DO GREAT, WORLDWIDE ADVERTISING FOR THEM, ALL THE FUCKING TIME!