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  1. I found these two links on the net:

    A scan of the article.

    Text Only of the article

    Don't know if it is appropriate to post these. If it is not, feel free to remove them without my protest.

    I've read the article. Adam is nearly uncensored (a couple of asterisks here and there). He's the first gay public figure (in my very short but personal experience) that actually anecdotes what we know the gay community to be like in a major magazine. There's drugs, there's sex, there's racy comments about both sex organs... there's Lambert.

    Don't know if this article will strongly backfire (you'd be a child to think it won't have repercussions)., but I wish the best of luck to Glambert. I'll be first in line to buy his debut CD.

    Maddy (:

  2. Quote; "I'm sure nobody in England wants to regress into misogyny and sexual ambiguity".

    This just shows how ill informed you must be. The people I am pointing out to you practice misogyney as a way of life. Women in their culture have no rights at all. If the shift takes place, as so many people fear it will, then I would advise you not to visit Europe without first covering your face if you are, as you seem, a woman. They stone women to death. They hang gay men. They murder people for the most trivial offences. They routinely cut off body parts for petty theft.

    Quote; "how do you expect them to assimilate?"

    I wonder if you mean intigrate? If this is the case then they actually refuse to intigrate and insist on living, for the most part, in their own not so little enclaves. It is a problem that is so rife with cliff edge dilemma's that we, the indiginous people, almost feel alien in our own country.

    Quote; "This shouldn't be an 'oh my god i can't see a white face anywhere within three miles' problem".

    If you've ever been to Heathrow you ought to be able to see the analagy I was trying to make. If not then it is, as and of itself, akin to a not so small town and to actually see the place filled with these people is a little disconcerting to say the very least. This after realising their ulterior motive is in fact to turn our western democracies into dark ages style republics where women particularly along with most minority groups have no rights at all and often go in fear for their very lives.

    I rather think that James's comment is braver than mine as he has actually said it as it, in fact, is. Des's very poignant warnings should be taken ultra seriously, too. Remember that their ultimate goal is, without doubt, world domination with a very repressed and ultra right wing religious way of life. I suppose that due to these observations and realising that I don't in fact like these people I should admit to harbouring racist tendencies for which most right thinking individuals would forgive me.

    Lastly, bring to mind the hateful and disgusting diatribe spouted by the Christian right wing in your own country who are semi-gagged by a seperate and supposedly non-religious political system. To actually envisage what it will eventually be like if these people succeed think of a system that has a rather more right wing and alien religious view actually in control politically, too. If you can do that then you now have some idea of the type of future I and many others fear.

    It's funny how you point out things in my post that are obviously correct (assimilation is an ACTUAL term used for the cultural integration of immigrants) and omit chunks in sentences with an obvious goal of denigrating my opinion (i.e omitting the preface to the assimilation question). Oh and you also called me a woman. You got my post completely wrong. The fact that you are blinded by what is obviously a condescension to immigration is very saddening.

    I hope that, from what I'm about to say, you learn a little about what being an immigrant is actually like.

    I am an immigrant. I KNOW what it is like to be considered an invader. I have been in classes and forums where I have been pointed to and criticized for beliefs and practices which I myself don't adhere to... which by the way, whether you meant it or not, is exactly what you're doing.

    Some people assume my family consists of individuals that live on welfare, that we have a stash of food stamps on our back yard, and more than once I've seen new neighbors peek into our back yard or jokingly accuse us of being illegal (sort of like that sorry excuse of a poem you posted).

    I've assimilated.

    Brit18, my problem with your posts isn't that you're fearful for the future of your country. What I find highly bigoted is that you're fixating on aspects of racial distinction and that you seem to be profiling an entire ethnia, rather than focusing your critique on values that in truth can be concealed beneath any skin color or nationality (sadly sometimes irregardless of religion).

    I'm not looking for a feud with anyone; I thought I'd made that pretty clear in my first post. I find it highly ignorant for anyone to post their opinion and close themselves to others'. Nobody's personal experience is more valuable than yours, theirs, or mine. I will even accept that the 'sexual ambiguity' comment was short-lived and I truly believe it is inaccurate.

    This is my last post in this topic, and i understand if it is edited or removed.

    Maddy (:

  3. brit18, I don't find that poem funny.

    As much as you DON'T want to sound racist, I find a lot of conflict in your post. I'm not going to sit here and pin point everything that I find wrong with both of your posts; this is not, after all, a soap box.

    This shouldn't be an 'oh my god i can't see a white face anywhere within three miles' problem. I think that if anybody should be concerned, it should be because of a sudden shift in moral values. The problem is not immigration, nor is a change in ethnic demographics; the problem is regulation. If you allow a large number of immigrants to, as you say, infiltrate your country, how do you expect them to assimilate?

    And how is it possible that England has such an overwhelming inflow of illegal aliens when it is surrounded by sea? Is the regulation so poor that anyone slips through the enormous cracks of its immigration system?

    You really shouldn't care about the country's face changing. What everybody should be concerned about is about progression. I'm sure nobody in England wants to regress into misogyny and sexual ambiguity.

    Maddy (:

  4. Well several blogs I read yesterday night had comments with that statistic. And trust me, 12 times is nothing for hardcore fans. Teenagers literally camp land lines and vote for 4 straight hours. Let's say, for the sake of sane argumentation, that a teenager gets in a vote/min. That's 240 votes.

    Now let's assume that many of them also have unlimited texting plans (and I believe AT&T customers can send in as many text messages to the IDOL phone numbers as they wish). That's 1 text (or 1 vote) every 10 seconds. You can vote for four hours. That's 1440 votes in four hours. That means, with texting alone, Kris Allen would only need 26,389 dedicated fans in his home state to achieve the 38million vote count.

    Oh, and this assuming they did NOT text the message to all three of Kris Allen's numbers. That would cut down the number of dedicated fans to a measly 8,796.

    I've read about people who set up 'voting parties'. Of course, by people I mean teenagers. They vote literally the entire night, sometimes using several cell phones to help their favorite contestant make it to the next round.

    Having said that, 38 million does sound ridiculous. But there is absolutely NOTHING logical about wasting hours of your life voting for a reality TV show.

    Don't you love AI's voting system?

    Maddy (:

  5. AT&T has confirmed 38 MILLION (according to blog comments all over the net) votes for Kris Allen alone from his home state of Arkansas (that's more than 38% of the total votes). I think that would be enough to give anyone the lead. I mean, I love Adam Lambert to death, but there's no way in hell I'm wasting 4 hours of my life in front of a telephone, or texting to my fingers' demise. Truth is, I don't think all those people who adored Adam Lambert spent nearly as long voting for him as the teenagers and momtards that voted for Kris Allen.

    Having said that, I KNOW homophobia played a small role in this 'election'. You can see homophobic and transphobic comments on his youtube videos, especially on those done before he became a competitor in AI.

    Controversy aside, Adam and Kris seemed to be really good friends. The fact that Adam's smile hasn't faltered since his fall from glory was announced helps all of his fans cope with the loss. I was upset at first, having followed him (though not voted) since his audition, but it honestly doesn't matter. He'll most likely get an inferior contract to Kris Allen's, as it wouldn't look good otherwise, and in the near future his contract will probably be extended depending on his success.

    Maddy (:

  6. I just saw this on youtube the other day. Most countertenors DO indeed sing using their head voice (falsetto). Greg Pritchard IS a countertenor, but he's NOT the male soprano he claims to be. Were he a male soprano, he would have used a modal tone throughout the song. You can tell from his speaking voice that he was using falsetto, as his singing is just merely loud, but does not resonate. My guess is he has the range of a mezzo soprano using falsetto in the higher range, but he can't reach low notes using that falsetto. For that he would have to kick in to modal tone. Anyway, another way to tell he's using his falsetto is the fact that he couldn't hold notes for very long, as falsetto requires a higher amount of pressure.

    Anyway, none of what I said changes the fact that he has magnificent control of his voice, but I don't think he's good enough to win.

    Maddy (:

  7. I must admit there was a time when

    My lids would tremble in excitement

    Or was it fear?

    Where the lights were bright and

    The floors shone their silky shine

    And the boys were beautiful

    And the girls were too.

    As I held her hand, I missed the weight of his.

    His grip was tighter, and his skin warmer.

    His nails more real.

    I hoped to dance, but my spirit flew.

    And still it flies the flight of birds

    That with heaven?s curse and hell?s demise

    Rise in the winds like dust in a storm.

    Though caged I am, my spirit flies.

    My feet, though bound, forever dance.

  8. Ummm guys, I don't know if this has to do with the upgrade and blog security etc, but I'm having a crazy problem with spam on my blog. I've disabled guest comments but thought I'd give you a heads up. the entries with spam are 'sex' *hahaha, I wonder why THAT would attract spammers* and 'Pain and Suffering'.

    Maddy (:

  9. Paul Potts has a great voice, and he definitely deserved to win 'Britain's Got Talent', but I was much more impressed by 6 year old Connie.

    Maddy (:

    Edit: Forgot to mention, this little girl was the favorite to win the competition, but... who could deny Potts the prize?

  10. Don?t you cry, when you hear my song

    I am no siren.

    Don?t you fear, as I hold your hand and falls a tear

    I am no saint.

    Cry when your family dies,

    When the children?s hearts are torn

    And tragedy near you lies.

    Sob as you see your dreams explode

    And shatter.

    Fear the rattlesnake?s leer

    And the lion?s roar

    As you?re torn asunder.

    But don?t you cry for me.

    As I do, don?t shed a tear.

  11. Those dark orbs upon your eyes

    That cling, tell of demise

    Where there is none.

    They carve an individual stamp

    That turns your skin so damp

    Where tears did fall.

    This cratered scar, a pink

    That tints your skin

    Where makeup reigns.

    And your credibility,

    Your own humanity,

    Are gone with your compassion:

    Only fools would wish themselves calamity.

  12. These clattering heels

    Announce the turning of the wheels

    From which come endless sounds of rails

    Turning within my skull?s entrails.

    Turn like the feline chases prey,

    Thus ever learning to obey

    The laws of hunt and dexterity

    And honing skills, gaining ability.

    But like the scurry rat

    That is the plane of wisdom, flat

    My yearning falls for it

    And gains no vantage.

    And so I shall remain unwise,

    Searching ever for a paradise

    Brought only by the knowledge

    Of an epiphany?s sacrilege.

  13. I feel marks upon my skin

    So tinted, passionately timber:

    Colored as a lover?s rose.

    I, though ashamed, am thrilled

    To feel the burn,

    To feel the mouth

    From which I?ve learned

    To suffocate these moans.

    Do cauterize, for I adore

    You more than I abhor

    The mumbling neighbor.

    Maddy (:

  14. Please don't be alarmed, it's just a poem :D.

    All alone, in this miserable world,

    Trapped by a door whose color mocks my skin,

    Whose walls are hard as earth?much harder than my skull.

    All alone, in this joyless ballroom bore,

    Glaring at my dancing kin,

    Who twirl amidst a herd much dumber than a troll.

    All alone, in a heartless reddened core,

    Where veins and vessels filled with sin

    Are pummeled by your smell.

    The pumping turns so violent,

    My mind dissociates:

    I talk, I hear no word.

    All alone, in mind not body,

    Touched by a stranger on the bedroom floor.

  15. This was first posted in The Hub's Flash Fiction Anthology, link is pinned in this very forum.

    For those of you unfamiliar with my work, I feel like I must warn you that it is not the happiest. That, however, doesn't mean I'm not happy right now. I just haven't experienced too much of it in my life, and so I write about what I know the best. Don't we all?

    I am happy. Not so much as the neighbor, nor my father, but happy in my own wicked way. Green I am, with envy, or fury, or sometimes lust. I envy the neighbor’s ecstatic fa?ade, and my father’s fits of inebriating laughter. At times my own cohesion breaks, and thus this happiness turns rotten. By this point I find myself gasping under the satin sheets, in the four walls that make up my bedroom. I also cry. Childhood memories haunt the light within my head, thrust it to the darkest corner and make me cloudy. And the storm ensues, as in my memories I see a person’s tears being the cause of the villainous, callous tormentor’s happiness. There are also memories of love once gained, and lost too many times. I grasp it in my mind, but that is not enough. It slips my fingertips, like leaves in autumn’s eve. So beautiful it is, but burns with wintry fury. The covers once come off, I promptly sit. I drain the stream with paper, and force resentment away; its bitter chill I’ve felt so many times. It’s mere routine. Don’t fail me, resolution. I… am happy.

    Maddy (:

  16. And I agree with everyone else, this was really great! The topic is not my favorite lol, but as Bruin said it has many meanings and that's what sold me. I demand you get rid of the disclaimer :P.

    Maddy (:

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