Aha Moment!

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Dahlings, the light bulb has gone on! I thought it had burnt out, but nay, there is still juice enough to produce an idea or two. I just realized that with this Posterous system, I can publish posts to multiple blogs, including multiple Blogger blogs! So now you can find me in multiple places. Choose one or more to follow the Tempest!

KHEL 666 (mixed use blog with multiple authors)

KHEL 666 on Facebook

Tempest on Facebook

Tempest on Posterous

Torrid Tempest (My personal mish mosh)

UNDEAD in the Netherworld (Primarily a Creative blog with multiple authors)

UNDEAD on Facebook

I also have Twitter account, a Tumblr Log, and a Typepad blog, but to be honest, I don't check those very often. It's a bit too much to keep up with.

Middle Finger At the Ready

Dahlings, Tempest is not normally the sort to utilize obscene gestures or foul language. But there are instances that lead even a proper lady such as myself to make an exception. In this particular instance, the "social network" Facebook informed me that I was adding friends too quickly and that if I continued to commit this social atrocity, they would delete my profile.

Dear facebook, kiss my ample patootie. As I said to one of the lovely folks at the Put an End to Animal Crush Videos group when they pointed out that there are plenty of crush-related pages on your platform:

This surprises me not at all. Facebook allows the worst of trash, such as a picture of an actual suicide, but they banned one of my friends for having a slightly risque photo of herself holding cupcakes with cherries on top in front of her (clothed) breasts. They gave me a warning that they would ban me for adding friends too quickly! But if I had some horrific photo on my page? No problem, as long as no-one is naked, I guess!

 

The widely distributed suicide photo shows the desperate final act of the Swedish heavy metal vocalist Per Yngve Ohlin. Not only is there no respect for this person himself when people display this dreadful photograph  but there is complete disregard for the feelings of his surviving family members. I read somewhere that one of his brothers asked some dirtbag webmaster to please remove the offending photo and the webmaster refused to do so. Which, in my view, makes them the lowest quality of scum. 

Among the other types of music I enjoy I do like the extreme metal genres (although I can't say I would at this moment because I have an extremely bad headache that is not being relieved by anything)  but I do not join most of the Facebook fan groups because the idiot fans seem to believe that this photograph is perhaps no different from a Cannibal Corpse album cover. 

Yet I have ventured from my original point, which is that Facebook is dreadfully hypocritical and has skewed priorities. Photographs depicting the murder of helpless animals and the suicide of a troubled person? La de da! People having a lark holding cherry-topped cupcakes in front of their breasts? Horrifying! And people making connections with others? We'll not be having that! 

There are some things that I enjoy about Facebook. Hypocritical policies such as these do not make the list.

The point I strayed

Tempest's Secrets Revealed!

Tempest Nightingale LeTrope is a failed Victorian novelist who fell asleep after pricking her finger on an old spinning wheel while exploring the attic in what was once the Overlook Hotel but became the Netherworld hotel upon imploding into the Netherworld. She refuses to be a failure in this new century. Her mode of dress and way of speaking may be a tad outmoded, but she is a thoroughly modern lady. Do not confuse her with any frail waif.
Tempest is somewhat enamored of H.P. Lovecraft and enjoys inviting him up to her garret for tea and picking his brain. Not eating his brain--Tempest is not a zombie.
Writing, writing, and more writing. Costumes, theatre, cinema. Reading. Tempest is particularly fond of pulp fiction. Reading it makes her feel rather naughty.
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