I'm leaving that video up today to show how I've spent a lot of my life since leaving the busy busy workplace in 2007. I usually had to work on Sunday. Please pay careful attention to the seamless flow between my computer recordings and my face because I don't want you to think anyone else posted it.
I've been grouchy, sensing a familiar discomfort from Monday to Friday last week through the daytime TV schedule. The pressure lifted yesterday, but I expect it will return tomorrow. It feels similar to what I experienced in 2012 and 2013 from NBC's Dateline. President Trump might know a little about certain ill effects associated with stardom from his sentimental old days, sharing the TV screen with a lot of those stars below who stole from me. He was certainly right about how women are attracted to stars, maybe a just bit awkward, talking about it to an athlete in a locker room.
How do I know that women are strongly attracted to stars? Not from experience. I walked unnoticed and unmolested through a whole crowd of teenaged girls just this morning. I say so from my first-hand observation, as a victim who has been closely connected to stars through their crimes. And I know that some women will do or say almost anything to be with a star - like assaulting his victim. And I know that the stars who stole my rock were very successful with women, one of them being even more successful than I was with a couple of close friends from my past. So Trump was just telling the truth about women when he said they all want to be with a star.
I'm not happy with the TV since this president came to office. You can't blame me for being suspicious and tempted to associate this current resurrection of nightmare shows that robbed me and ruined me with his presidency, since he probably owes it to his stardom in the first place. He sure gets a lot of attention from Saturday Night Live. How can he watch that and miss my copyright offenders page below? I think Saturday Night Live loves him because he lets them stay on the air after their outrageous crimes with hundreds of my blogs. Ellen would also love him for that. And any other stars who cause me discomfort with their crimes on the public airwaves would love him, as well. Did you think SNL was hurting him? No, they learned how parodies about you can make you LOVED by stealing my parodies of them and getting LOVED for it. They're helping him drum up a frantic crowd for his guest appearance. I don't know who President TV Star Trump loves as he soaks up this charming and insidious propaganda from his TV set in the White House, but it's elementary to me who he hates. I wrote my rock, and he must have had some association with those rock stars in the old days - at least the older ones. What does he think about my Daylight Dilemma? How can that be acceptable to him without hating me?
Some TV stars don't desire public office because they, like Oprah, admit that they 'already have enough power.' It's a bad day for Christianity in America when the flock would put so much faith into false idols on their TV screens. If you had my experience, you'd trust stars less than politicians, not more. As for President Trump, I hope he's a safer Republican choice for this fraud victim than three-term Vice President Dick Cheney would have been. I think he's too soft on bad stars, and it hurts me, but I don't hate him - yet.
On the brighter side I have a new idea for a good song. As long as I can recall my old songs, I always get new ideas. Maybe I should remind you that I had all my music collected onto a cassette and stored offline when it was stolen from me. There was far too much to be able to remember it, so I just let it slip away and expected to be able to pick up roughly where I left off at some future point. I thought I only had two views. That's what it said. But after ten years of experiences like the above, I'm close to catching up with those old forgotten songs. There's still time for that great new album that only the author could ultimately produce.
They're promoting a local news broadcast with the slogan Navigate the NOW. Not just any now but the now of this precise moment - oh, look at that! It disappeared. Too bad we didn't navigate the future or our NOW wouldn't have to contradict the past.
I try not to lose my temper, but it is hard when I see what's going on with me. I remember the past now and I don't want to forget it. I don't care about being big or small, but I do resent being held up as some kind of easy target in front of the whole planet. I see no difference between how I am regarded now with how I was regarded when I erased my first YouTube account in 2007. The next day all my songs were on the radio - some of them to stay as long as ten years. The next day Tina Fey was shooting Mean Girls and Mike Myers was celebrating Austin Powers with the improvements I wrote since I first protested it. And Jay Leno was on the way to being hailed as the funniest man in the world with mountains of stolen statements from my account. And George Carlin was going to get the big bucks on HBO with more stolen statements from my account. The greatest rock and roll band in the world was going to stay hip for ten more years with my music. All the next day after a day like this one I'm having right now, just another day in my invisible life with my not so invisible music and comedy on the internet. So who knows who's really more popular between myself and all those stars? They must have thought I was.
I'm playing it safe and taking myself to be more popular than I appear. Believing that view counter on YouTube in 2007 was a large factor in my erasing that first music account with those couple hundred of songs. I'm relaxed and busy, and I feel secure enough against all those stars by myself to consider myself well protected as I continue on with my recordings.
