Writing by Ms. D. Meanor on Friday, 2 of May , 2008 at 12:39 am
Jean-Daniel Cadinot, a figurative giant and very early leader in the porn industry, died earlier this week at age 62 from a heart attack. His blog had the following information posted to it. I shall drink to him this weekend
“If you’re reading these words I will have put down my camera, switched off the lights, drawn the curtains and taken my final bow. May all the efforts and work of a whole life, the quest for the moment of pure truth in the sublime communion of two beings under the spell of the undefinable desire for the other, inspire those who inherit my heart.
“The human being is made such that it only remembers the good and the beautiful, therefore I leave you with a free mind and a head overflowing with a myriad of young men, sometimes strong and vigorous, sometimes fragile and sensitive. All of them gave me these unforgettable moments of their most tender intimacy, moments that only a few really know but which I made into images to allow you to admire them over and over again.
“Never were success or personal fortune my creed. You offered me gratitude, and I thank you for that because I wanted nothing else. Cadinot salutes you. Remember a kindly fellow, an extreme observer given to rages and contradiction but who listened to others and was full of love.
“An erect phallus is a symbol of life; a cross a symbol of death.”
Writing by Ms. D. Meanor on Friday, 14 of March , 2008 at 6:05 pm
Joining the ranks of Ms. D. Meanor’s list of all time most beautiful women is the French songbird Yael Naim. I found Yael the same way most people did, through the Apple commercial for their new Macbook Air. I loved the song on the commercial, downloaded it, am featuring in my shows now (beginning with my show tonight as a matter of fact), and was lucky enough to catch her American TV debut on Ellen Degeneres today.
This lovely lady is definitely one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen, adding to that her simply divine voice.
Writing by Ms. D. Meanor on Wednesday, 13 of February , 2008 at 6:02 pm
FINALLY! After all this time, those dipshits at the Westminster Kennel Club (or the Inbreeding Animal Farm, as I would prefer it to be called) finally figured out that the beagle is indeed THE dog. Ch K-Run’s Park Me In First, better known as Uno, was the FIRST beagle to win the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show.
Writing by Ms. D. Meanor on Wednesday, 13 of February , 2008 at 5:59 pm
**UPDATE**
Thanks to Jason Lefebvre, I have the song!!! I didn’t even have the right title! The actual title of the song is Regnava ne silenzio. I’m completely unsure what opera it came from, and also completely unsure that I care. All that matters is that I HAVE IT!
So I’ve FINALLY found what is I think the title of the song from one of my favorite movies, Beetlejuice. The song is the operatic-type aria playing in the background as dear little Lydia (played by Winona Ryder) writes her suicide note. According to all information I can find via Google, the sound is called “I Dream” by Areza Riandra.
I can’t find this damn song anywhere! Please, I implore you all, during your daily trolling of the internet, please keep your eyes peeled for this song!!! I’ve wanted it for AGES and it isn’t on the movie soundtrack!
Writing by Ms. D. Meanor on Wednesday, 30 of January , 2008 at 6:18 pm
I know it happened some time ago, but I feel compelled to dredge it back up because it has me pretty pissed off. I speak of Mrs. Clinton’s crying episode that occurred while on the campaign trail. Now, to all the misogynists of the country, and indeed the world, this was of course just another woman making crocodile tears to get sympathy. Another common gripe of the anti-Clintons and misogynists: Why in the world would any self-respecting person vote for a person, let alone a woman, that can’t even keep her emotions in control?
Well, thank the stars, you’re about to find out! Oh, you lucky misogynists! Here’s the big secret: People actually have, and are allowed to have, emotions in their lives! Even in politics!!! I know! You’re shocked beyond belief, you just cannot understand how you managed to go through your life and not realize that until now! Don’t worry, the rest of us are just as shocked as you are about your complete lack of any sort of emotions as you’ve bumbled and blustered through your logical and rational little lives.
Speaking of rational… that’s another facet of things the critics have missed: Just because someone has emotions and is unafraid of letting them be seen doesn’t mean that person is automatically an irrational and illogical person. We humans understand and respect that you have to have rational order in your lives, so why will you not understand and respect that we have to have emotional order in ours? If you can’t deal with that, I suggest you contact Virgin for their first flight off the planet and take your heartless ass to Vulcan (shameless Star Trek reference: the Vulcans were the species that lived solely by logic and refused to allow any emotion into their lives).
I’m not saying that I’m for Clinton in this race… and there’s another gripe I have. In this and every other campaign, the MEN are always talked about by using their last name only. Obama is Obama, McCain is McCain, even the blessed holier-than-thou retard Huckabee has the Reverend dropped. But no no, not Hillary. She’s ALWAYS named by first name only. Damn bastardized media. At any rate, I’m not for Clinton in this race. I’m not really for anyone. I think it’s all going down the shithole and there’s nothing to be done anyway. But it still pisses me off and I still have a really big mouth.
In closing, I must just say this: for all you Hillary haters out there, all the misogynistic high-brows, the chauvinist bible beaters, the Limbaugh-listening sheep, get a grip and admit the truth: you don’t dislike her because of her political stance. You dislike her because she’s a woman. Actually, dislike is a bit on the mild side. You hate her because she’s a woman. So take that back to your tiny, logically ordered, rationally perfected, emotionally-handicapped world and sit and spin on it.
**Please remember boys and girls, comments are more than welcome on MsDMeanor.com, but this isn’t a democracy here. It’s totally a dictatorship. So don’t disagree with The Dictatoress or she’ll turn your disagreeing comments into messages of love and support for Hillary. **
Writing by Ms. D. Meanor on Saturday, 19 of January , 2008 at 2:17 pm
Another HUGE pisser off-er… why is it that people feel SO fucking high and mighty that they just walk right down the middle of the isle in a parking lot? It NEVER fails… I go to the grocery and pull out of my parking space to drive home. Someone else, usually a late 20’s to mid-30’s woman who’s dressed every just so, has just gotten out of her car and proceeds in the direction of the store. Instead of staying to the right or left of the lane, near the parked cars, said person will just jaunt and saunter down the lane right in the middle! There is a huge moving vehicle aimed right at you stupid!! Don’t make yourself more of a target than you already are! You are truly tempting the fates, because they’ve chosen me as the stick to knock you over with!
Writing by Ms. D. Meanor on Friday, 18 of January , 2008 at 4:28 pm
Today we unveil a new category here at msdmeanor.com… PISS ME OFF! A general collection of all the crap that just pisses me off to no end.
To break in our new category, I will begin with instant messenger systems and the FUCKING MORONS that use them.
A) If you don’t like someone and you don’t want to answer them when they message you and you are very obviously online (i.e. you just signed in within the past five minutes), block them. There is no messaging system that I know of that is incapable of blocking members with whom you don’t want to have contact. If someone DOES message you and you don’t want to talk to them, take your balls out of your purse, you damn pussy and say “I’m busy” or “I don’t want to talk to you right now.”
B) If you aren’t going to be at your computer, turn your goddamn messenger OFF you fucktards!!! Instant messenger systems are just that: INSTANT! If I message you, I do NOT want to see “Auto-reply: Your IM has been sent to my mobile device. When I receive it, I will be able to reply.” If your life is so goddamn busy that you have to have your messages sent to your fucking Jesus Phone (commonly known as the iPhone), then I probably don’t need to ever message you again, and I certainly do hope that you crash into that semi-truck beside you when you’re checking your message while driving erratically down the road with a phone in your hand!
Writing by Ms. D. Meanor on Wednesday, 9 of January , 2008 at 7:07 pm
I’ll let you all make your own opinions on the quack jobs in these related links. There isn’t really much more that I could add to the issues anyway, besides sitting back and looking both sad (at the first story) and smug as all fuck (at the second story).
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All that matters is that I HAVE IT!