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MobileVideo Social Porn

1 Dec

Soooo….

Its been a while since I wrote a blogg entry about social porn. “Why is that?”, you may ask. Well, I´ll tell you; I don´t watch a lot of TV anymore. TV has been “hijacked” by women and by that I mean most entertainment on TV is made for that demographic. Especially social porn. So I have done, what most men have done, and moved over to the internett where I can watch what I want when I want.

Now, sometimes I still watch TV. Usually when I eat some fatty food so that I double the chance of a heart-attack. The first being the fatty food clogging my arteries but also to get that stress induced anger I always get from watching all the mind numbing bad “entertainment” being aired. In Norway now there seems to be two kinds of social porn being aired; 1) “Help me, I don´t know what I do” shows and 2) “celebrities do what they can not do” shows.

The first group of shows have a skilled professional enter a family house hold to help ignorant people with whatever they can not do. Sometimes its making a decent meal, other times its house decorations. Whatever it is they can not do, emotions and tears will ensue and make sure that the female demographics get what they want. THe other type of show is for people who gives a flying *beep* about celebrities. It seems some strange people think that watching celebrities do something is entertainment enough. Why, I have no idea. But there you go. The most popular type show is the dancing with the stars show, but there are plenty of other shows about different areans where celebrities can show off what they can not do.

The point is, I don´t watch alot of it and I do not care. But online there is another type of social porn that I have watched I find far more concerning. I call that the “MobileVideo Social porn” and its when some idiot thinks its okay to upload other peoples mental breakdowns in public.

Here is an example:


…………………

In this video a man slaps a woman after she attacks him and a fight begins. This for us all to enjoy. The question is… Who thought it was okay to upload this piece of sh*t? What kind of a degenerate idiot thinks putting other peoples faces online is okay?

I am not against videotaping incidents with the mobile. I think that can be wise sometimes as it can work as video evidence later. To my understanding this video saved the guy from being jailed as it proved he was not the first to attack. That is a good thing. But why do people upload this to the internett for all to see?

The answer is; Because people are idiots. Both the uploader and us for watching it. It´s an evil circle where people notice other people notice these kinds of videos and then upload their own videos to get some fame as well. Nasty, if you ask me.

Some rules of decency should apply when people upload videos from events in public places. 1) Ask people (especially victims) if its okay, 2) Blur faces of bystanders who do not want to get involved.

I guess we can not stop people from publicly shaming others with their mobile cameras, but at least we can frown upon it. Therefor I now frown. Animals! Stupid ignorant animals.

Blog 2.0 - Although we can not stop people from being insensitive idiots we can at least comdem them for it.

Blog 2.0 – Although we can not stop people from being insensitive idiots we can at least comdem them for it.

The Trouble with «Jimmy Jump» the Retarded Gnome.

13 Jul

(With no offence to the mentally handicapped/challenged/whatever of course).

Sooo….

As I have written before; I hate writing about current affairs as it feels like gossiping. I also hate to gossip about unimportant, soon to be forgotten people as I feel I keep alive someone who should be dead. Many people strive for attention from bloggers and other people with nothing better to do and this goes for «Jimmy Jump» the Retarded Gnome.

LOL! It's funny because... I dunno.

Normally I would not acknowledge this brain-dead narcissist populist anarchist as he is just a pain in the ass that feeds on people being sour, grumpy and rigid.

When we say “Idiot“, he thinks “They don’t understand my statement about blahblahblah.

Now I don’t know why he does it, nor do I care. I don’t even care that he does it as it seems harmless enough. He just takes a “Kanye” by interrupting for attention. Like a child or a drunk at a wedding.

The Trouble with «Jimmy Jump» the Retarded Gnome is not what he does but what the consequences for it is. Every time we have a terrorist attack, a drunk on the plane or a “funny” stunt person there is an decrease in our liberties.

Here’s another example of this:
The Super bowl wardrobe “mishap”.

Oh, no! A teat! What will the male gay community say!

I did not see this stunt as 1) I don’t care about sports and 2) I do not care about American football half-time shows either. But I sure got to hear about this half-time show. Oh, the humanity!

Soo…

Did this stunt provoke me?
No of course not“, you probably think.
AndyAce83 has seen a breast or two before. He may even a touched one as the worldly man that he is. He wouldn’t be offended by watching a natural beautiful thing.”

But the answer is:
HELL YEAH! I was provoked!

Not because I got to see a breast, but because it was RETARDED! Why should I be forced to fill Janet Jacksons exhibitionist needs? Couldn’t she just pole-dance at a Cat-R-Ho strip-joint?

But I digress, because my embarrassment over that nonsense is my own, and should not be anyone else’s problems. There where probably lot’s of people who found it funny (even I when I just heard about it. But don’t tell anyone!) and may even have have thought it a provocative statement about female sexuality (Not me!) or something like that. We can all find meanings in thrash cans.

(Insightful rant continues below the picture)

Lol.''Take that Society! I am dancing on ESC!''

But that is not the point either! The point is the consequence. And do you know the consequence of that “hilarious” flashing? INCREASED CENSORSHIP and thus DECREASED LIBERTIES!

And that’s just one side of it. Jimmy Jump’s fun run to nowhere will probably increase security on all great events with more security guards, perhaps armed and with broader licenses etc.

But that’s a good thing, right?“, you may think. “Jimmy Jump is just testing how secure we are. That’s where he be a genius, isn’t it?

NOOO!

Listen… Security is important for people with angst and most of us have it. But we shouldn’t let it run our lives. Obama once came to Oslo to get an award for winning the election. Now President Obama is an important person, and important people get enemies.

So Oslo needed security!

Security in knowing that someone is aiming his or her rifle at you. Just to be on the safe side. (Picture taken by Smidth)

There where snipers on the roofs, there where helicopters in the sky, armed policemen and probably lot’s more I didn’t noticed. It seemed like Oslo was under siege. And why? Because the US president was about to get an award for winning an election! I WAS SCARED! Every time I went in my pocket for my mobile phone I was afraid I would seem suspicious and get shot. THAT’S THE CONSEQUENCE OF TO MUCH SECURITY! WE GET MORE SCARED!

So in conclusion:
Jimmy Jump is not funny (unless you find rude spoiled children funny) but he is dangerous. Not dangerous like an angry Mullah with brainwashed followers or a charismatic leader telling us we need restrictions for safety, but dangerous like the braindead patient with an infectious decease that takes away all our resources we could have used on dangerous Mullahs and charismatic despots.

Blog 2.0 - Is not an attention junkie but thanks you for reading me:)

Suicide blogs

13 Jun

Dear Internet,
as you may already know AMC is the kind of blog about the lighter sides. A sort of shallow, trivial, happy-go-lucky, whimsical and innocent fun that gives you a well deserved break from everyday life. This entry is of no exception. Today I am going to write about…

Suicide blogs.

I’ve read the worst kind of social porn blogs. The blogs that state suicidal ideation. I feel my skin crawl as people state their plans toward committing suicide. I won’t get into details of how I found them, but basically it’s just a bunch of hypertext clicking on wordpress.

Depression - Through colours I've tried to explain depression to the emotional numb person.


First, it’s so personal I really feel uncomfortable reading it. It’s like I have no place being in that realm of their world. It’s waaaaaay to personal. Still they post it, so someone where suppose to read it.

Secondly, I feel the need to say something. It’s like you walk towards a bridge and you see someone standing on the wrong side of the fence, you can’t just walk away, can you?

Of course you can… but it isn’t very nice.

So what can one say to a person who wants to die? I don’t know. I really don’t. I could say that “it’s probably just a chemical unbalance in your body that could be adjusted with some exercise and perhaps some medications“, or be casual and happy and say “Cheer up”.

I choose the latter, but I’m not sure that would help. I think the best thing to do when someone writes on-line suicide notes is to ask them to take contact with a psychiatrist or healthcare professional (I know that there is a debate whether psychiatry helps or not, but it helps more than overlooking a problem or pretending nothing is wrong).

Non-depression or ''happiness'' also through colours.

I remember once there was this guy who streamed from a web camera who stated that he would kill himself at a certain time. According to the news, people gathered around the computer and did nothing except stare and some even cheer . No one called the police, no one did anything until he finally murdered himself. (YOU SEE WHY I HATE HUMANISM? YOU SEE? NO?)

I’ve made a promise to myself that I will not fall for the bystander effect, and therefore will not just stand idly by when someone says they’re going to kill them self or they collapses in the street or what not.

But the problem is… everybody got their problems, and we can not help them all. So I don’t google the internet for suicide blogs to try to help every depressed teen or alienated individual. I would guess that that would be a 24 hour a day job. There are lots of people with problems…

But if you want to kill yourself please don’t. I won’t lie and say that everything will work out. That life is so great and fascinating that in and of itself it’s worth doing, or some other happy naive nonsense.

So why shouldn’t a depressed person kill them self?

Because…

There’s always hope?

Blog 2.0 - Doesn't have all the answers I'm afraid, but perhaps that's a good thing?

(Blog update 14th of June 2010:

Soft-social porn (let’s complicate, divide and analyse some more!)

1 Jun

Soo…

A friend of mine posted a link on my social-networking profile asking me (as I am a guru to all my friends) “Sensei, is this social porn?”

A dog taking a ''pooh'' blurs the edges of what's called entertainment! Remember in the future this is all anyone is willing to produce. No fiction. No beautiful lies. Just bland reality! It's cheap, it's easy and so every idiot in the world can understand. A dog taking a ''pooh''. That's life! That's relevant!

The video he posted was some nonsensical overproduced videoblog about everyday life to some irritatingly normal and fantastically uninteresting people. I won’t even bother posting the video as an example here as it’s horribly idiotic and will only advertise for it.

What fascinated me about that video (and many others) is that although it was boring as hell with no plot or meaning many people still watch them. Why?

Because it’s the new and exciting genre of soft-social porn.

The soft-social porn genre satisfies many of the same needs as regular social porn but has none of the bitter after tastes. We get to watch other peoples lives, that satisfies our voyeur nature, but don’t get any provocative information.

The one video I am now writing about, but I refuse to post here, had gotten 170.699 viewers, with lots of approval but was basically a video about a guy taking his dog out for a walk talking about I don’t know what and showing pictures of his dog taking a shit with a strategically edited composition.

And this brings me back to my favourite rant!

Humanism!

HOW THE HELL CAN YOU BELIEVE IN HUMANITY!

People are willing to watch a guy talking nonsense and watching his dog taking a dump and even APPROVE of it and YOU believe in humanity?

Blog 2.0 - May go far away. May go astray. But will always return one day... To how much it hates humanism!

An hypotheses about “shock”.

30 Apr

I don’t know about how it is internationally, but Norwegian journalist use the word “shocks” a lot about the latest stunt from the B too Z celebrities.

Lindsay Lohan shocks yet again with being drunk in church“,
Rachel Corigan shock by having tattooed her forehead“,
Megan Fox shocks by saying she masturbate while reading the God delusion
Lady Gaga blah blah blah
etc.
etc.
etc.

What I first noticed was that only female celebrities can “shock“. (Now this is not a feminist statement, although it probably could be used as one, but just an observation.)

Secondly I thought, can one really shock more than once?

Yes, you probably can. If you start out with small indiscretions and build yourself upwards toward the great degradations. But most B-Z celebrities have already done the great ones so why should we care?

The answer is simple. We have nothing better to do. It’s sad.

''Sweet. Ahh:)''

''Shocking! Oh, so shocking!''

''Shocking!''

''zzz...zzz...zzz''

And so the stories goes. Some shorter than others.

''Ahh, cute ginger kid.''

''zzz...zzz...zzz.... uh? oh, Lindsay is dating a new man, that's...zzz...zzz'''

''Shocking!''


Well, the examples are limitless, but I can’t pay more paparazzi (aka. parasite) photographers for evidence. Sorry.

Blog 2.0

Blog 2.0 - We all become whores for something.

Oh no, please don’t! – Yes, it’s the best of Andy’s Mercury Comments.

18 Mar

Fifteen years, can you believe it?

Today it’s fifteen years since I wrote the first Andy’s Mercury Comment (AMC).

My how time flies.

I remember how it was back in the days. Now kids has got it made. All they need to do is write their blogs using their keypads. Back then you had to write your blogs in binary.

I had this huge book of binary code that I used to write my entries in from notes I had shattered all over tha place. You really had to think a lot about what you would write, and really think if it was worth it.

So since this is my fifteens year of bloging on AMC I thought it would be nice to take a look back at my previous blog entries. Some of my favourite once, perhaps even muse upon their greatness.

This guy died because of what I said, but I have made peace with it.

The first blogentry I would like to mention was the first blog where I wrote about something 4 real, you know? It was called “Let’s talk about racism, homophobia, misogyny, intolerance and general badness (“I’m useless, but not for long! The future is coming on”)“.

Wow, that was a hard one to write and I got a lot of trouble for writing it as it was not usual back then to claim that all people are suppressed in one way or another. I even got a call from president Clinton who asked me to please remove the comment as it was causing riots on the east coast of the US. I didn’t of course, as I believe in freedom of speech and all, but you know the 150 people who got killed probably would have understood how important my statement was.

The essences of me. A fetus that smokes:)

Come on! This has got to be art! A foetus that smokes? That has got many layers and is probably provocative too.

Another blog entry that caused alot of stir, although no one got killed, was ““My VERY POSITIVE Abortion Experience” (“Karma Police arrest this girl!”)“. I have always been a clear “pro-choice” guy as that has always gotten me laid but just as important, it has also gotten me out of a lot of trouble post-laid. What I didn’t know was that my blog-entry would stir up so much emotion from the readers. I thought in the year 2009 that people were ready for my liberal thoughts, but those evil pro-lifers gave me a lot of death threats. But FUCK THEM, if they don’t like it they can just… FUCK THEM!

But my blog haven’t always been political, it has just as often been about daily life, like this blog from 2003 show. It’s called “Perhaps I should keep it short? (Short Blogs For Short People)” Some say this was the genesis for the book “Die blassen Herren mit den Mokkatassen “(2005) by Herta Müller. I won’t claim it to be the truth, it’s just what I’ve heard.

Die blassen Herren mit den Mokkatassen

Looking back on all my writing, I would say that I am probably most proud of my entry called “Let’s appreciate some art (“and all that jazz!”)“. I really took an important stand in that one, as I tried to help all those people in Haiti.

You don’t remember Haiti you say? It was an earthquake that brought out the best in us.

Very much like the more recent one in Chile. A heavy earthquake with a magnitude of 8.8 on February 27, 2010, killing almost 500, and with a posterior tsunami, that destroyed the most in coastern towns between Llolleo and Araucanía Region. A posterior earthquake in March 11, with epicentre in Pichilemu, caused destruction Coquimbo and Bío Bío regions. You don’t remember that one either? Hmm… Okay… moving on…

''Blog 2.0 (C) really revolutionized the way we think of blogs, and proves that the internet is the only way to get to peace and change.''

I have also done some cute blog entries, like “Cute dog“, that really touch some hearts, souls and love. It is important to remember that although life often gives you shit, it sometimes is worth it since the dog seems happy. A thought just occurred to me; when a dog owner picks up his dogs droppings, who is the real master? The answer is of course THE GOVERNMENT who makes you pick up what should naturally be there.

Well that brings me to the end of memory lane and it was a dead end. Looking back it’s been quite a ride. LOL. Yes, Blog 2.0 (C) really revolutionized the way we think of blogs, and proves that the internet is the only way to get to peace and change. And as the importance of Andy’s Mercury Comments increases as a forum of truth in a world of LIES we can all go to the future with a quiet optimism. Yes, things will work out, it always does. Life always ends well:)

-AndyAce83.

Blog 2.0

BLOG 2.0. Yes, we recycle.

No comment…

10 Mar

Life… you know?

First:

Second:

Third:

(Blog update 24th of…) Forth:

Blog 2.0

Blog 2.0. Sometimes things just has to speak for itself.

Social Porn vs Porn 2.0 (“…and a happy New Year”)

28 Dec

Dear Internet,

Many of my readers have written to me and said that they were searching for regular porn when they found my blog, since there has risen another kind of “social porn”; The “penetrating of the ass” kind of porn and not my original definition.

You see the internet is constantly evolving for more easy free access to copyrighted material. Even porn! And now, just like youtube, there are user generated porn sites. Wow, how about that?

They call it Porn 2.0 (it’s a play on web 2.0. Get it?) but they also call it Social Porn, since it has social networking site functions, since everybody can fuck each other, upload afterwards and rate each others performances. Yes, the world is making great progress in every department.

I just want to clear up the difference between “social porn”-porn and my kind of “social porn”.
.THERE ARE NO REAL DIFFERENCES!
It’s all about moral degradation and shallowing human emotions, be that sexual (formerly known as; love etc.) or otherwise. So yes, there you have it.

Have a great New Year with lots of free wanks on the web for everyone:)

PS: I was originally going to write about the work of humanism in 2010. But free porn is more important than naive belief in science, rationality and humans (aka. hairless monkeys). But I made this picture I wanted to show you. It was really good, I think. So I’ve added it here anyway. No need to thank me. I’m a giver.



Happy Humans. Yeah, there's hope.

Let’s talk about physical and mental intimacy («The future so bright that I have to wear shades!»)

11 Dec

Chronic remorse, as all the moralist are agreed, is the most undesired sentiments. Let’s kill remorse, as it rains on our parades. The children are now writing in their blogs about their one-night-stands and adults tell children what to do when their one-night-stands take a turn for the worse. Everything is as it should be. Who are we to disagree?
Well there is a cool way to live and their is a boring way to live. No one wants to live the lather. So let’s define the cool one. By putting my finger in the ground I have come to the following conclusion; The cool life is living large (aka. decadent or promiscuous) and telling others about living large so they can be admired for their fun and exciting life styles. What the children don’t know, is that what they do are right and their in right to do so. Even if it’s just a coincidence, as many children believe they are rebelling, but what the children of the future are working towards is community, identity, stability.
We are closing in on the Age of Aquarius. In this future age things will go great and things will only be getting better. Everyone will belong to everyone else without fear of consequence. The best part is that there will be no ugly people with low self-esteem and we can all use our bodies to experiment with our sexuality. The children are our future and they are working hard for this new world as we speak.
To achieve this state of sex and drugs we have to kill two things. Our physical and mental intimacy. As we all know intimacy in any form is the same as bound and boundaries. Not a good thing. We have to work hard for our own liberation, and I will now tell you how to kill any signs of these elements.
First we have to kill God and any other idealism based in tradition and norms. That’s a check! God have been dead quite a while now, did anyone miss him? NO! Norms and traditions are sighing their last breath. It’s a wonderful thing to see old conservatism die. It’s like watching Hitler being tortured.
Secondly we have to kill the physical intimacy. That involves removing the illusion that humans are monogamist by nature. Because as we see in nature, we are not! Then remove any illusion of sexual moral that follows this view of monogamy. In other words, «we only judge those who judge».
If a person is gay, and proud of it, then why shouldn’t he? If he then can tell us that he has fucked 1000 males and some woman as well, we should all be condoning this great way of expressing oneself. If they are lesbian we should go on as we always have done; not care one way or the other.
The nuclear family, also an illusion as it bases itself on the same lies of humans being monogamous (see above) has already exploded. And soon it to will be dead, spread for the winds like the sperm of a whore master. Anyone who hasn’t fucked out of marriage is not a hero or a true human being, but a cowardly looser. Say it with me; people who do not randomly fuck people is a weird LOOSER! It’s doesn’t give nature enough variation.
So the new normal, but most importantly, natural family constellation involves my children, your children and our children. This gives humanity enough variation so that we can survive pandemics etc.
«But children is a drag?», you may say. And yes you are right. Children is our pride and joy, and we all want them, but only if they don’t destroy our sexual adventures and our carers. We have sex for joy and children is just an unnecessary consequence. That is why we should work on making the children not «yours, mine and ours», but the STATES.
In Norway we have made great progress on that part, where the children has the right to kindergarten and the normative changes that follow. If a child is not in kindergarten from the age of one until forever then something is wrong and the child will have social restrictions. As we all know, «introverted behaviour is anti-social behaviour» and «everybody should be happy nowadays». «Was and will make me ill, I take a chill-pill and only am». That’s the solution to all our problems.
So now that we have killed the physical intimacy, we should learn how to kill the mental intimacy. We have done alot of work on that part already. By breaking the bond between parents and children an unimportant strain has been broken. If children believe in family value then they soon will think that some things should be in the family. This contradicts one of our most important slogans; «Private is Political». If government do not know what happens inside a family then they can not control it and if they can not control it then we have anarchy. Which is great, as long as it’s controlled anarchy.
But there is also another mental intimacy that has to be broken; the friendship! Friendship as we all know is how we use other people to kill time, and allies when we need help. To believe that there is something more behind would be absurd, even vulgar. A former friend of mine defined friendship as «love without sex». How stupid is that. That’s just nasty, because as we all know «there is no love, where there is no sex».
«A friend to all is a friend to all», should be on all our minds. To build friendship in a small group creates a sub-culture and does not play a part in society. Society is everyone, not just 2-3 people, and therefore it’s important to be good and kind to everyone.
Luckily technology has developed a great way to do just that. Now we can be friends with everyone on the internet. I myself has over a thousand friends on facebook, on myspace even more. That should be the ideal for everyone! Many friends means many choices. Many choices gives life meaning.We are all friends and family after all. One big global community.
Then there is the blogs. Children can now befriend each other and write to each other without restriction. Which is great, because as we all know, «truth lies in the eyes of a child» and «sixty-two thousand four hundred repetitions make one truth». Who hasn’t been moved by children crying for the environment or schools being closed or their friends being deported out of the country. THEY KNOW, and we should listen.
Their blogs are about life. Raw life. They write about products we all need. I do love new clothes, because the more stitches, the less riches. And they write about sex. We all love sex and we can all read about it. Everyone’s opinion can be read by everyone else, and everyone’s opinion is important. At least when they take a stand against global warming, discrimination and restriction. It’s the dynamic democracy of the web and as we all know: «Progress is lovely».
We can and will not question progress! Look at the people who questioned smoking being band, look how long their faces are now. They learned to keep their mouth shout, because a leader needs to make unpopular decisions sometimes or else progress will stop. The children knows. We should not fare this new technology, but embrace it. Let our children run free and let them find out for them self how lovely everything is. We are all happy now. In the future you will have no choice but to be happy. Great!

The Secret is: be happy, always:)

“My VERY POSITIVE Abortion Experience” (“Karma Police arrest this girl!”)

22 Nov

I saw this video on youtube.com and found it fascinating.

“My VERY POSITIVE Abortion Experience”… I just like the sound of that.

“My VERY POSITIVE Abortion Experience”.

aka: executionize you rights!

It was a sunny day in march. I was singing a song as I went along the road, walking past smiling people and stopping at every window to see what was in store. I was young and happy with all my life in front of me, and just to know that I was going to make sure something else would not have it’s life in front of it made it all the much sunnier, happier and gayer.

The abortion doctor, who was an amateur actor on the side, sang as I entered the Family planning clinic.
“Hello”, he said with a glee and what seemed to be a whimsical little dance. He couldn’t help but smile as I saw it, and I couldn’t help but smile either. This would be the start of a wonderful day, with lots of memories and stories to tell.

The people who was gathered inside his bright coloured waiting room was all ready for a laugh and was eager to meet new people and share their pregnancy stories. Mine was as simple as it was funny. I had been drunk at a party, and this guy came up to me and later came inside me. They all laughed as I played with those words. I even got a huge hug from one of the teenagers as I told it. All was good and right.

One of the stories that was shared that was not as fun, but was a story we all could grow on, came from a shy skinny young girl who sat in the corner. She had escaped from home, since her father was abusive and her mother was a drunk.
“Now there’s an abortion that should have been”, I could remember thinking but still trying to keep a serious face as her story was not suppose to be funny. She had later become a whore and she earned more by having the Johns in her without condoms so she became pregnant at regular basis and had been there many times.

“So you could use a punching card, couldn’t you?”, I said and we all laughed at my funny way at looking at things.
“Yes”, she said, “but I got aids now so I won’t be needing it for very long”

This last part started to provoke me, because I felt that she tried to ruin my VERY POSITIVE Abortion experience with her bleakness. Some people just cant be happy, you know, they have to problematize everything. This woman deserved her misery, I had read so in “the secret”, so I decide to focus on someone else. Someone who looked forward to having it removed.

“Life is to short”, I thought as I stroke my belly “to focus on sad things. I bet my foetus would agree with me” and with that thought I was suddenly back again laughing and dancing with the abortion doctor. People cheering and applauding for me. The sun shone so bright! Everything was fantastic. You get such energy from knowing you are going to get rid of a tumour of troubles. Yes… life, you know… fantastic.

“This is our right, am I right?”, I screamed from the top of my longs as I stood on top of chair. “Abort more!”, I continued and more positive energy entered the room.
“No one is going to take our rights away! NO ONE! GIRL POWER”, I shouted for all to hear. The power of deciding life and death. I was ecstatic. I couldn’t wait for it to be removed. A tingling all over, excitement for what was to come, life… you know… FREEDOM! LOVE!

Finally it was my turn, and I turned to the crowd of happy people and raised my hand for recognition. Love, was the only word to describe this day. Love and the colour green. I would do an art project later where I would make an interruptive dance to celebrate my positive experience while painted green. It’s what an artist do.
The dance would be me having my hands representing the flow of the menstrual falling down, down, washing away the pain and responsibility from the middle-age and instead greeting a brave new world where woman could be free to be a sexual creature to. I would try as an artist to convey the importance of abortion, to tell young people that abortion is an experience that every girl should have. To become a woman is to drink once menstrual flow and to have a positive abortion experience. Bush and other demogogs would never again steal our chance of experience POWER and keep US down. FREEDOM etc.

Oh, such lovely pictures. I wish you could have been there and shared it with me. But I will try to tell you, as best as I can, the sensation of abortion. The doctor took me in to a white room, with pictures of happy adults smiling. No kids in any of them. There was also a picture of a clown who juggled bottles. A real aesthetic experience. He guided me to a cosy chair and I took my seat. He then gave me a shot and a pill. He then looked at the clock and we waited.

Then it came. A power strengthening in my uterine. Then came the flow. The flow of life and death. It was all red of me and the smell of fresh freedom! Love, freedom and power again and again for what would seem like an eternity. I couldn’t describe it as anything but a holy experience of cleansing. A strong cleansing from the blood and the whiteness of the room that I knew had to be stronger than any religious experience.
“This is life”, I thought. “Life is blood flowing, and cunts crying because men had to penetrate them!”

I started to cry because of the beauty and I looked up into the ceiling with look of relief. I can’t describe it better so I have to say it again. It isn’t an orgasm, it’s just a feeling of freedom. Abortion is freedom, love and the colour green. Every girl should have one, to know the feeling. If I ever get pregnant again, I would have another one. And this time I would wait longer, because they say that the feeling get’s stronger to.

The essences of me. A fetus that smokes:)

Everyone is happy as long as the woman is happy


I work hard to have the rights of woman extended, and of course I also work hard for the abortion laws to be more open-minded as I am. This is why I have a project to keep the laws away from our bodies and to make it legal to have abortion until birth. There are scientific facts that state that there is no life until birth, and I work hard to make it so. And when I succeed in this, and I will if you woman will join me, then I will go even further. There are other scientific facts that state that an infants mind is not developed until it’s at least one year of age. I will with woman of the worlds help, fight for woman to have Shaken baby syndrome legalized as a form of abortion to.

So women of the earth, help me to make every girls dream come true and have their own very positive abortion experience. As I like to say; “You are not a free-thinker, unless you think like us” and ain’t that the truth?