Are you REALLY?

Twitter is a fun place for many.  Unfortunately, conservatives get shadow-banned, suspended for truth, while the leftists can spew hate all over and never get a warning.

Today, however, I saw a tweet which was supposedly sent by J.K. Rowling.
Honestly, I think the account is fake, even with the verified check mark.
WHY?  Take a look.

‏Verified account @jk_rowling 19m19 minutes ago

I do'nt care what Kids at School call me because they are all Disgusting Fake Losers and my Real Friends go to a diffrent Scool you haven't heard of and they think Im the Coolest and Smartest and we go to parties and I don't have to tell you there Names for this to be True. pic.twitter.com/vTXm13DShu This has a list of grammatical errors that an author, especially one of Rowling's stature, simply would not make. 1) Second word. Do'nt (sic) 2) Fifth word. Incorrect capitalization. 3) Seventh word. Incorrect capitalization. 4) 14th, 15th, 16th words. Incorrect capitalization. 5) 19th and 20th words. Incorrect capitalization. 6) 24th word. Boy, that's "diffrent." (sic) 7) 25th word. Incorrect capitalization and I think this person needs "Scool." (sic) 8) 33rd word. Forgot the apostrophe. 9) 35th and 37th words. Incorrect capitalization. 10) 50th word. Wrong word. Unbelievable. An author should know the difference between there, they're, and their. 11) 51st word. Incorrect capitalization. 12) 56th word. Incorrect capitalization. That's a total of 18 errors, right there. (Remember, some of my points show more than one error, so 12 points show 18. Now, let's talk about run-on sentences. I have trouble with commas, and I suspect that most people do. But this "sentence" (Tweet) is totally incoherent. And it's mentioned that her "real friends go to a diffrent scool." She's in school? Elementary, maybe. This is one reason I suspect it's a fake account. The awkward construction of the sentence is also a tip-off. NOPE. I'm pretty sure you aren't who you say, J.K. Rowling.
Either that, or you've been hacked.

If you weren't hacked, you are truly an idiot... AS I SEE IT!

‏Verified account 

GONE

For those of you who have followed me on Twitter since 2007, re-establishing a presence there since 2008, I wish to inform all of you that I have eliminated them from my list of frequented sites, and I closed the account I had with them (RP accounts will go bye-bye in the near future).

WHY did I make this choice?

There comes a time when you get fed up with the lies, censorship, the bulwark of libtard thought... and something pushes you over the edge.

That's what happened.  I've been following 15-year old CJ Pearson on Twitter... Until today.
No, I didn't stop following him.  Twitter decided to lie about his age and close his account.  This young man is 15, a sophomore in high school, but the Libtarded left decided that he was "Too young" to have an account, claiming that he isn't even 13 years old.  Since he won't have a Driver's license yet, he's not going to be able to prove his age that way.

Honestly, that was the final straw in the censorship battle of Libtard vs the rest of us.  And I logged my protest.  Good bye!

I'm now off it, permanently.  The lying bastards of libtards of the plantation just gave me the last kick.

I AM following CJ Pearson on his website, Facebook...and I'm off Twitter and on to MEWE.

10 years on Twitter.  Shadow-banned.  I'm done.

I STAND WITH CJ PEARSON, an intelligent young man who refuses to be brain-washed by the lying liberal leftists who are offended by everything, including how you breathe.

No more.  I left with little warning, 1056 followers gone.  Followed almost 1000,  including Marco Rubio, Donald Trump, Richard Acosta, and various folks in my chosen field...

Sorry, folks,  I have reached my limit. I'm leaving that Libtard Shithole for good.

I had to take a stand... AS I SEE IT! 

September, time for AUGUST Canaries!

Absurdity! Absurdity! It's time to issue a Canary or three!

Not Dog, nor cat, nor horse, nor rabbit... I'm in the CANARY HABIT!

Ah, August was a FINE MONTH for nominees for the Canary awards! From a debt collector, to the Govt, to the Mortgage company, to a guy on Twitter, to the weather, to the power company, to the Satellite Company, to the Phone Company, to the anesthesiologist... OH, I had nominees galore.

It wasn't too hard to determine who was gonna get the BIRD. The question was who was gonna get WHICH bird.

While the weather caused a lot of problems last month (Tearing off the roof, wrecking a carport, leaving us without power for 41 hours, without phone service for 72 hours, and without satellite service for 60 hours, the weather STILL came in a distant fourth place.

Third place goes to a MORON whom I will not mention by name. He's a real jerk on Twitter. I thought there was hope for him, but I find I was wrong. This half-wit thinks that FAITH and FICTION are the same thing, seems to think if you can't quantify something it doesn't exist.

Well, I'm gonna respond to that: You can't see the stars in the day time. Therefore they don't exist. You can't see AIR. Therefore it doesn't exist. You can't see his brain, so it doesn't exist. (OH, I'm sorry -- he doesn't HAVE a brain, so it's obvious why you can't see it!)

To this fool, I want to point out that FAITH is a belief. SURE, you can believe in something that is an error. YOU have faith in Medical science. You believe that when you go to a physician, that he can cure you of what ails you. And just what happens when you are wrong?

I CAN'T SEE YOU, YOU do NOT EXIST, buddy! Bronze Canary for whatever your name is. I have NO REASON to believe that you told me the truth about your name. (SEE, that's my FAITH in action. My faith is in your lack of honesty!)

Second place gets the silver canary! And our all inclusive favorite "Debt collectors" get one this month. I was waiting for someone to come examine the house for repair work after the big storm. I see someone pull into the drive (Which is marked NO TRESPASSING), but I knew the insurance adjuster had my permission. To my surprise, it was a F***ing ass who was trying a door-to-door harassment approach to debt collection. I chased him off, told him "I have no time to talk to you. If you come back, I'll have you up on charges of Trespass." While I've not seen him since, I suspect he will return. And I will have the police out here in a matter of minutes!

And our illustrious GOLD CANARY, for the group I want to give the BIRD...goes to Mn School District 912! Since I moved to this area, I have voted down 8 times a proposed levy to "help" the schools around here. 7 times they've had the question on the ballot, one year they had it twice. I've voted it down 3 times in the last 2 years. And sure enough, these "TAX AND SPEND" jerks are at it again, Trying to get us to raise our property taxes for "The kids." But the thing is, they are spending A hundred Thousand trying to get us to raise the taxes! Why don't they stop trying to get us to raise our taxes and spend that money on THE KIDS? Because these morons on fundamentally STUPID, and their evil goes beyond sanity, beyond the darkest imagining of Stephen King! Raise my taxes? NO, NO, A THOUSAND TIMES NO, AND YOU WILL LOSE AGAIN, AS LONG AS I LIVE IN MN DISTRICT 912!

There you have it -- the Canary awards for August. If you have nominations, send 'em, and your explanation why they deserve a canary award. Who knows, maybe I'll give them THE BIRD for YOU!

Canary awards, year-end canaries, and Thank yous.

Sitting there upon the shelf,

like an old, mischievous elf

Sit 3 statues, bronze, silver, and Gold...

They are canaries, And I am bold.

I shall give the Bird to three,

for December, and year-end, you see.

It doesn't matter if you're not a turd,

I could STILL give you the BIRD!

Forgive me if I don't give you a New Year's Greeting.

I don't see happiness on the horizon for anyone, and it makes me a hypocrite if I wish someone something I don't foresee.

December is over, as is one of my worst years. Coupled with Job loss, disability, medical problems, insurance problems, and foreclosure, a new year of trouble is just what's needed. So, to get it off my chest, so to speak, I will award the BIRD to 3 troublemakers for December, Plus a SPECIAL 3 for the year of 2009. But I'll temper the bad with some thank yous to the people who made 2009 a little more bearable.

The Bronze Canary (And it's no surprise) goes to Household Bank -- for annoying letters, stupidity, and threats. We have our solution ready, folks. But YOU ain't gonna like it. YOU are a bunch of A-holes who don't deserve to live, but we have no right to kill you.

The Silver Canary -- might shock you. It goes to the Local Police. I realize you're just doing your job, but sitting in our driveway for 2 hours plus is ridiculous. If I had had enough money, I would have called someone to put a boot on the car and have it towed. Harassment is not permitted by law, but harassment is part of your "job", so I have to say YOU GET THE BIRD.

And the GOLD CANARY -- the people I most want to give the BIRD...the morons at CITIMORTGAGE. Well, it should be obvious -- I mentioned the problem. But after sending us a damn foreclosure, you have the AUDACITY to send someone out to pound on the door?

What ARE YOU, MORONS? You jackasses don't give a flying pig about the people who are disabled, or injured. It's loan sharks like you who should be run out of town on a rail after being tarred and feathered.

So, that's the December Canaries... The most canaries go to HOUSEHOLD Bank for 2009. Enjoy them, bastards.

Year-end canaries-- it doesn't necessarily mean people who've won them for the last year. Nor does it mean Nominated. But in THIS CASE, it fits either/or.

It wasn't difficult to determine finalists, but to determine order of finish. And although there were lots of finalists, only 3 got the top three. And some are getting left out, but they deserve th BIRD. So, I give a STEEL CANARY to those unmentioned who deserve to get the BIRD.

The Bronze Canary -- goes to CONGRESS AND THE PRESIDENT... for screwing the people, lying about what's being done, forcing us to pay for health care when we can't afford it as it is, lying about global warming, and General Incompetence. Reid, Pelosi, Franken, Obama, and other boobs get this dubious award... Just remember, The Precious metal in THE BIRD doesn't make it better for you folks.

The SILVER CANARY goes to two LYING EX-BOSSES who had it in for me from the start.

Wanda and Michael are two damned idiots, Michael is a club-handed, club-footed pinhead who doesn't realize that he cannot order someone around when that person is NOT ON DUTY. The asshole deserves to burn in hell, with his body reserved for an unmarked grave -- preferably the trash can. Wanda is just a fool who thinks she's god. These delusions of grandeur are aumented by her position of Power within the company, and she's narcissistic. She's an egomaniac of proportions unheard of even by Sigmund Freud!

And the GOLD CANARY... Oh, how I'd love to flip them the bird -- goes to the law enforcement officials around these parts. Listening to lying jackasses like Mr. C., Mr. H, and the local vets, the jackasses throw me in cuffs for no damned reason (It's given me a phobia), sitting in the driveway, harassing us over non-existent crimes...It's enough to make me throw up ON GOVERNMENT PROPERTY.

So, there you have the Canary awards. Now, I want to issue some "Thank yous" to some of the folks who tried to make my life bearable:

My brother-in-law, Mark, and sister Darlene...for their sympathetic ears and eyes...and a checkbook that's open. If it wasn't for them, I would be fully lost.

My wife -- for sticking with me in hard times.

For the folks at Twitter -- those who try to make me laugh, to see the good...even when there is little good to see. People like "Fartingduck", and "Theladywrites"(Who beat on Donny Osmond for Tweet-wall position. Congrats, Cat!) who manage to try spreading cheer even in the worst of circumstances.

Even in these hard times, when nothing seems to go right, or when problems follow in rapid succession, sometimes there are some bright spots...angels, if you will, who help you through.

If someone didn't get thanked, and deserves it, don't take it personally. I'm tired. I want more sleep, but doubt that I'll get much over the next 27 days.

September Canary awards... gotta love 'em

It's October 2nd, and I'm running a bit behind in my works for the month. But that's the way it goes, I guess. So, let me get right down to it.

In this world of the absurd, it's time, now, to give the bird.
So into the Hall of Shame go we to issue our illustrious CANARY!

September was kind of a slow month for nominations to the Canary award, almost to the point where I didn't even have 3 nominations.
One nomination is already in for October, but that doesn't count.

Let's start with the Hall of Shame canary awards, Bronze canary.
The Bronze canary goes to our local vet clinic. They decided to cut off our access to local vet care. And why? Because we disputed an amount that they said we owed. They've lost. So they shut off our access in their clinics. Well, that's fine by me. They lied about us enough with false police reports, inadequate vet care, improper diagnosis. They lied, they lost, and they're sore losers. Typical.

Some of the debt collectors out there are still trying to collect from a dead man, by hounding us. Well, since we aren't the dead man, they are wasting their time. They can't collect from us since we don't even bear the same name as the deceased. Stupid folks, right? Constantly in violation of the Law, this group. If you ever have to deal with A.I.* just contact your attorney general, or dept. of commerce. Maybe both.
So, to A.I., we award the SILVER CANARY, for lies and harassment above and beyond the limit of law.

Finally, to our old insurance company, we must award the GOLD CANARY. Yep, This is the second month in a row that I've given them the bird. They canceled our car insurance without the slightest notice, and then the are trying to collect what we don't owe because of that cancelation. I'll be sending a dispute form to them shortly. They will lose.

Oh, and there's another one... A local, call him "C.C." Definately deserves a gold canary, as well. All in all, 4 awards, 2 Gold Canaries. Yes, I salute ALL of them by giving them "THE BIRD."

The first two nominees are already in for October, and we're only 2 days into the month. Our illustrious local bank is already tapped for the Gold Canary. They COULD lose out, if someone else proves more annoying.

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I must admit that today I don't know if I should be Flattered, or insulted.
A local store asked me if I was eligible for the "Senior Citizen Day" discount. I may LOOK old, but I'm not THAT old. Should I take it as an insult?
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Special HI to Twitter land. Big thank yous to my sister, and brother-in-law.
Gotta go... gotta see if the Twins can win the division. Wins are needed, losses for the Tigers. Twins fans, keep your fingers crossed!

State Fair Poetry

I've stopped my countdown -- I find I was off anyway. ::sigh::

At this time of year, the MN STATE FAIR is on. And I'm on Twitter.
What I've been doing is writing "Tweet" poetry regarding the fair. There's more to come, but here's what I've done so far -- and one of my sisters tells me it sounds "Burma Shave-ish." Yes, they certainly do.

They all end with the Phrase "State Fair Time", so that will be the name of my collection... IF I can ever get my Emails found. (8-31)
(9-1) Couldn't call up my Email program last night. Finally got it all running again. My poetry follows -- "Tweet" Poetry.
#1
French-fried gator on a stick.
Chocolate covered, make it quick.
Dip it in some transfat, too.
Total cost: $ 5.32
-- State Fair time.
#2
Round and round the tilt-a-whirl.
It's enough to make you hurl.
Have a hot-dog and caramel apple first.
Otherwise, wasted speed burst
--State Fair Time
#3
Out upon the midway here
Hear the voices loud and clear
"Come on folks Come play today"
"Come on: throw your money away"
-- State Fair Time
#4
Up high on the Ferris Wheel,
Look around the dump.
Hope you aren't afraid of heights...
It breaks down, you bungee jump!
--State Fair Time.
#5
Ketchup and mustard on a pronto-pup
Dip in horse radish from a plastic cup
let it drip upon your shoe
I got heartburn now, don't you?
--State Fair Time!
#6
Sitting by the Radio booth
Listen to 'em stutter.
Just sit there, quietly,
And enjoy your Deep-Fried Butter.
--State Fair Time.
#7
Get in line, and wait--
Enjoy an Ice Cream cone.
In a couple of hours, oh so late...
You MIGHT get to use the throne.
--State Fair Time
#8
Grandstanding for hours.
Watch the cars a race.
You can sit there through the showers.
Why don't you your kid a chase?
--State Fair Time
#9
Another night of Fireworks
Boy, they're sounding great.
Is that really fireworks echoing?
Or is it something that you ate?
--State Fair Time.

The trick of "Tweet" Poetry -- ridicule something in 140 letters or less. "State Fair Time" is just an additional piece which sometimes sticks you over the limit. But it's still good.

Poetry, continued.

Don't ya love poetry?
Today, while in an RPG on Twitter, I played a rogue hologram. I appeared as
Eros (Or cupid, as you prefer) and came up with two in a minute's time. I
used my "Incredible powers" to attempt a little restored romance between two
of the characters. I MAY have succeeded. I'm not sure, but it looks good.

Poem 1 was recited to a character (male) on a "Voyager" RPG.

You pine for that for which you need not pine.
Don't stay back, don't toe the line!
If you hesitate, you lose.
So I suggest you DO NOT SNOOZE!
If you feel you don't know how,
Take my advice, and call her now!

Poem 2 was to a female character, an Orion.

Love which is not returned is not wasted.

Just because you think love is not returned
Doesn't mean it's not.
But if you don't believe in Winning,
Losing's what you've got.
The truth is here, yes it's here
it's right before your eyes.
Trust your heart (or is it hearts?),
And heed the plaintive sighs!

It's AMAZING what you can do when you're in character!