Can You Keep A Secret?

I was talking to a very good friend last night, and we got onto the subject of secrets, and it reminded me of the song by the Pierces “Secret”. It is a catchy song and has been used as the title theme for the series Pretty Little Liars.

I’ve posted two versions of it, the official video and the one with the words.

Why Always The Hate?

I was watching some YouTube videos the other day, and it is shocking the amount of hate that comes in the way of comments. Rather than accept that people have an opinion and that’s what makes humanity diverse and a good race able to adapt and get along.

One was a trailer for a game. Some people didn’t like the game, others did. Rather than “I don’t like this game, so I’m going to leave it“, the response is “This game is the worst thing ever and anyone who likes it is just a stupid little child“, and the response from people who like the game is “how dare you say anything bad about this game! You should go off and drop dead“.

There are comments of “The introduction movie isn’t how the game is, people should sue the company for false advertising“.

All games have a cinematic trailer for the game that is not actual in-game footage. Some people will say that a space simulator is wrong because of the sound of guns in space, but will play Call of Duty or something like that and get headshots without having to take in the Coriolis effect. (This is the curve of the earth and takes into account the drop of the bullet on its way to the target due to the angle and the wind factor and magnetism of the planet).

Some people will complain that a Call of Duty game is not realistic as you can get shot in the arm and just hide to feel better, while playing a driving game, ram something at over 200mph and just back up and drive off.

Everyone likes different things. The same with films. Just because someone doesn’t like the Transformers films doesn’t mean no one else is allowed to like them.

I don’t like the Transformers films – I’ll buy them for my son though. I’m not good at fighting games like Mortal Kombat and Street Fighter. It doesn’t make them the worst games ever.

Just because I can’t do headshots on Call of Duty, Battlefield, Overwatch or games like that, it doesn’t mean the controls are all wrong and the company should do something about it, It just means I’m not that good at them.

People need to see that their opinion is not the only one that matters in this world. There are other people who feel and think differently.

Whatever happened to “Whatever floats your boat” or “Hate that game, let me know when you’ve finished“.

There is too much hate and confrontation in the world now. Everyone needs a chill pill and a time out in the naughty corner. It’s time for acceptance, not dissension. It’s time for smiles, not snarls. It’s time for community, not hate.

We have enough of that with the leaders of countries without the rest of the people sinking to their levels.

Free speech, not hate speech.

Sunday Photo Fiction – Listening in

Every week a photo is used as a prompt to create a story in around two hundred words using the picture as the basis of the story. The image could be the main focal point of the story, or it could be just one word in the background.

If you want to have a go, then click on the Sunday Photo Fiction image below, and if you want to read what others have written, then click on the blue image with the frog on it.

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What are you doing out at 3 in the morning? You were supposed to be home at midnight.”
I got carried away and didn’t notice the time. I’m on my way home now

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No, you are not going to have a pet.”
But muuuuum…”
No, and you can tell your dad I said no as well
Okaaaay

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I love you, you know that right?”
I love you as well … and … you’re going to be a dad
*CLICK*

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I’m sorry, I can’t take any more of this. I am ruined.”
Look, it may seem like that now, but this could be a blessing
How? I’m bankrupt!”
I never fell for you for your money

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… and you can tell that worthless piece of …
No, tell him yourself. He’s on his way to yours now. If I were you, I’d start running
He doesn’t scare me. I can take care of myself.

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Take your clothes off for me and let me see you…
But what if my mummy walks in

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Gotcha! Geoff had been working the phones for weeks trying to find the paedophile. He checked the address and grabbed his baseball bat.