Mar 31, 2016

Moving Blog Content to New Website

Hello, everyone.

I am in the process of moving all the content on this blog to a new website. This includes all my old posts and all readers' comments to those posts and my responses.

Actually, the moving part is done. The process was pretty easy and nothing appears to have been lost.

But I'm still "unpacking" and setting up some new "furniture" now. Hopefully, within a week it will be ready to go live. When it is, I'll update this blog with a link to the new website.

Although I like the familiarity of using Blogger, it is hosted by Google. Over the past few years Google has made noises about further restricting content it considers "adult." Such content is already behind a "content warning" page. That already makes it more difficult for pages to indexed not just by Google but other search engines. Of course, Google make billions on hard core porn. They aren't about to make that difficult to find through their normal search engine result listings. But have your own blog with a few nudes of yourself and they want to mark you with a Scarlet Letter.

There is also the issue of mobile devices. According to a KPCB mobile technology trends by Mary Meeker, significantly more people in the United States now spend more time on their mobile devices than a desktop computer (51% to 42%).

Furthermore, although this blog tests well on mobile devices, the blog itself has limited functionality as a website (URL length limits, page limits, limited customization of non-blog post pages).

I've therefore decide to self-host with WordPress. They have a number of "responsive" themes that are pre-designed to work across various platforms: desktops, iPads and cell phones. I've look at a number of them and they test well on Google's own mobile-test viewing app.

Integrating the blog itself with the website is also much easier than with Blogger and without the artificially low limits on URL length and number of pages. The same template the blog uses can easily be used for creating a webpage and then customized to my liking.

I was considering allowing open posting but that will lead to too much SPAM, So there will be a requirement for registering and logging in to post a comment. Hopefully readers won't mind this too much. I mean, come on. I'm baring my soul to, not to mention my body. So the least you can do is put up with the minor annoyance of registration. Use a junk, throwaway email account if you like. I'm not going to be responding to emails anyway. Just readers' openly-posted comments.

As with Blogger, comments will still be moderated. But with registration, users will have their own unique identification to show verification that a posts is theirs and not someone spoofing their user name. There are also a couple of widgets that will allow readers to login using any of a number of internet accounts they have, such as Facebook, Yahoo, Google+, Twitter, etc. My kid brother is helping me with that. Readers will also be able to have their own avatar show up with comments if they use Gravatar.

I have also taken to heart the suggestions of readers and have a few "About Me" pages that go into more detail on why and how I started to be spanked by my stepdad, how my he and my mom once attempted a reconciliation that led to me receiving embarrassing weekly "reminder" spankings on my bare bottom, how I was regularly spanked during the divorce process after attempts at reconciliation failed and why I reluctantly agreed to be subject to discipline at the hand of my aunt in my mid-20s.

A few readers have pointed out that this current blog doesn't adequately provide a timeline of my shame. Using a format similar to Facebook's timeline, I will create one for the new website.

It's also been suggested that some common questions be answered in a sort of FAQ format. I'll try to work on something for that as well.

Lastly, I'll have links to my other platforms, such as Facebook and Flickr. FYI: I don't use Facebook much, just maintaining a presence for the sake of friends and family. So please don't "Friend Me." Don't take it personally when I don't respond.

One of these, Experience Project, will be shutting down in a few weeks. If you haven't read my experiences there, please do. I owe a debt to that website and its readers for helping me begin to come to terms with my shame. I can even appreciate and especially want to thank the number of male readers who insisted in polite but firms words that I deserved to be spanked in my teen and college years. Some of them pointed out why they felt that way, and if they disagreed in the way my stepdad disciplined me, they specified how they would have.

Mar 4, 2016

Why Is Charlotte Dial Still a Teacher?

Why is Charlotte Dial still a public school teacher? Send this witch to the unemployment line!

Posted by Becky Romero on Friday, March 4, 2016

Jul 26, 2015

Teenage Girl Commits Suicide After Being Publicly Humiliated by her Asshole of a Father

It's this kind of crap that makes you favor chemical castration of assholes like this. And to Deanna Venable, who posted on Facebook: "This father will regret his actions for the rest of his life."

Regret? A piece of cow dung like that most likely couldn't care less. That asshole doesn't deserve anyone's pity. He deserves a JAIL SENTENCE!

Teenage Girl Commits Suicide After Being Publicly Humiliated by her Ahole of a Father

Posted by Becky Romero on Friday, November 27, 2015

Jul 9, 2015

Fruitcake Judge Sends Kids (ages 9, 10 & 14) to Jail for Refusing to Eat Lunch With Their Father

Fruitcake Judge Sends Kids (ages 9, 10 & 14) to Jail for Refusing to Eat Lunch With Their Father

Posted by Becky Romero on Thursday, July 9, 2015
Apparently, fascism is apparently alive and well in the U.S. Makes one wonder what the hell we fought World War II for.

Just read part of the court transcript that was published in press reports:

14-YEAR OLD BOY: "I do apologize if I didn't understand the rules. But I do not apologize for not talking to [the boy's father] because I have a reason for that and that's because he's violent and I saw him hit my mom and I'm not going to talk to him."

OAKLAND COUNTY CIRCUIT COURT JUDGE LISA GORCYCA: "[called the boy] a defiant, contemptuous young man" and then asked him if there was anything he'd like to say about being sent to jail.

14-YEAR OLD BOY: "I didn’t do anything wrong."

JUDGE LISA GORCYCA: "No, you did. I ordered you to talk to your father. You chose not to talk to your father. You defied a direct court order. It’s direct contempt so I'm finding you guilty of civil contempt."

14-YEAR OLD BOY: "But he was the one that [did] something wrong. I thought there [were] rules .. for not hitting someone."

JUDGE LISA GORCYCA: "You're supposed to have a high IQ, which I'm doubting right now because of the way you act. You're very defiant. You have no manners. ... You need to do a research program on Charlie Manson and the cult that he has … You have bought [it upon] yourself... going to the bathroom in public, and maybe summer school."

JUDGE LISA GORCYCA: "You are so mentally messed up right now and it's not because of your father. And one day you are going to realize what's going on in this case and you're going to apologize to your dad … Dad, if you ever think that he has changed and he's no longer like Charlie Manson's cult, then you let us know and we can (review the case)."

Judge Gorcyca then ordered the boy taken into custody and issued orders barring the mother or anyone from her side of the family from visiting him. She also refused to allow the mom to say goodbye to her son or to try to encourage him to speak with his father.

Later that afternoon, the judge bullied the 9-year old girl.

JUDGE LISA GORCYCA: "I know you're kind of religious. God gave you a brain. He expects you to use it. You are not your big, defiant brother who's living in jail. Do you want to live in jail? You want to have your birthdays in [jail]? Do you like going to the bathroom in front of people? Is your bed soft and comfortable at home? I'll tell you this, if you two [meaning the girl and her 10-year old brother] don't have a nice lunch with your dad and make this up to your dad, you're going to come back here [after lunch] and I'm going to have the deputies take you to [jail]."

The 10-year old boy was asked about eating at the courthouse cafeteria.

10-YEAR OLD BOY: "I'll go with my brother then."

Judge Gorcyca then told him he would not be allowed any contact with his brother and that they would be sent to separate detention facilities.

She then turned to the 9-year old girl and when the girl said she didn't want to eat lunch with her father, she was taken into custody as well, ordering that the three siblings "be kept away from each other as much as possible" according to a hand-written order from the court.

This all happened on June 24, 2015, the media finally getting over their infatuation with the Confederate flag to report on something important. The three children have been incarcerated for over two weeks now.

Bloomfield Hills attorney Lisa Stern has since filed a Writ of Habeas Corpus on behalf of the children's mother, the previous attorney having withdrawn from the case for not getting paid some $15,000 in fees. The motion by Stern seeks to have the children brought back before Judge Gorcyca on July 15 in order to lift the contempt ruling or show why "they are being deprived of their liberty."

Judge Gorcyca says the child custody case makes her think of Charles Manson.

When I read about it, it made me think of Roland Freisler.

Jul 4, 2015

A Big Warm Thank You and Hug to All Who Serve or Have Served Our Country

Just want to say a big ''thank you'' to all of those men and women who keep our nation safe. Thank you for your sacrifices, thank you for the hardships you endure.

There's a story I once read that I'd like to share. Credit for it goes to former Gov. Mike Huckabee of Arkansas, who related the incident in a speech he gave in 2007. Some of you may have already heard about it or seen it on the net, but it's worth repeating and sharing to those who haven't.

TEXT:

I have a friend who’s a schoolteacher at the Robinson High School in Little Rock, Arkansas. Her name is Martha Cothren. She’s a social studies teacher and a coach on the side.

Back in September of 2005, on the first day of school, Martha Cothren did something that I’ll never forget.

Martha, on the first day of school, with permission of the school superintendent, the principal and the building supervisor, took all of the desks out of the classroom.

The kids came into first period, they walked in, there were no desks. They obviously looked around and said, ''Ms. Cothren, where’s our desk?''

And she said, ''You can’t have a desk until you tell me how you earn them.''

They thought, ''Well, maybe it’s our grades.''

''No,'' she said.

''Maybe it’s our behavior.''

And told them, ''No, it’s not even your behavior.''

And so they came and went in the first period, still no desks in the classroom. Second period same thing. Third period.

By early afternoon television news crews had gathered in Ms. Cothren’s class to find out about this crazy teacher who had taken all the desks out of the classroom.

The last period of the day, Martha Cothren gathered her class. They were at this time sitting on the floor around the sides of the room. And she says, ''Throughout the day no one has really understood how you earn the desks that sit in this classroom ordinarily.'' She said, ''Now I’m going to tell you.''

Martha Cothren went over to the door of her classroom and opened it, and as she did 27 U.S. veterans, wearing their uniforms, walked into that classroom, each one carrying a school desk.

And they placed those school desks in rows, and then they stood along the wall. And by the time they had finished placing those desks, those kids for the first time I think perhaps in their lives understood how they earned those desks.

Martha said, ''You don’t have to earn those desks. These guys did it for you. They put them out there for you, but it’s up to you to sit here responsibly to learn, to be good students and good citizens, because they paid a price for you to have that desk, and don’t ever forget it.''

My friends, I think sometimes we forget that the freedoms that we have are freedoms not because of celebrities. The freedoms are because of ordinary people who did extraordinary things, who loved this country more than life itself, and who not only earned a school desk for a kid at the Robinson High School in Little Rock, but who earned a seat for you and me to enjoy this great land we call home, this wonderful nation that we better love enough to protect and preserve with the kind of conservative, solid values and principles that made us a great nation.


Jul 1, 2015

I Was Wrong, But I Don't Feel All That Bad About It

...and then off came the top. I then stood there facing the window with my arms outstretched for over 30 minutes. My...

Posted by Becky Romero on Sunday, June 21, 2015

Jun 27, 2015

I Feel Her Shame; I've Been Caught Like This Too


Photo Surprise of Nude Girl on Toilet in Socks by demontroll on DeviantArt

Take it from me: it's awfully difficult to present any future semblance of authority after two boys you regularly babysit catch you fully nude on the toilet in the middle of a pee.

Jun 21, 2015


Frank Cho Brandy by ravencolors on DeviantArt

Oh, don't I know this feeling!

Once my stepdad starting spanking me on my bare bottom when I was a teenager in front of family and guests, privacy was no longer something I was entitled to. That meant if my younger brother was instructed to see if I was ready to go somewhere - whoosh! The door would open without warning. Sometimes right along with his friends or our younger male cousins.

And too often my swearing and slamming the door in his face would merely lead to me being fully undressed as soon as I got downstairs for a humiliating spanking over my stepdad's lap.

Jun 20, 2015

More Sexist Crap from Islamofascists

More sexist crap from Islamofascists against women.

Posted by Becky Romero on Saturday, June 20, 2015

Apr 20, 2015

School Girl Denied Bathroom Break; Gets Diapered Instead

I know the feeling. It was in first grade for me. Damn teachers and their dictatorial bathroom regimens.

Posted by Becky Romero on Monday, April 20, 2015