Manners of Fact

I found the feedback I got from my song Promise offensive. Someone is calling me a pervert over one of the drawings. I bet it's that one I made of the girl on a swing. I tried to find its source image online today, but I can't recall the search words. The source image for that drawing is a plastic dummy in stirrups. I just needed the outline to make it into a two dimensional image, which these idiots find pornographic. Meanwhile, half the internet makes it money from the most vile pornography imaginable. So the hypocrisy of these song wreckers offends me as much as their foolishness. At least such people have returned to what they do best: wrecking my music, instead of pretending that they wrote it. This group who would scold me for showing bad manners also needs to be addressed. Let me share a little rhyme I learned as a child: Gimme, gimme, never get Don't you know your manners yet? I have stated repeatedly that I will not be performing my scripts because I would rather perform my songs. I would not object to my scripts being performed by others, as long as they have my written permission to do so. So far, all others have done is grab my scripts without asking and try to seize the authoring credit for them. I would call this behavior extremely rude, and the same fools or their supporters now think it is fair to scold me if I occasionally resort to strong language to effectively communicate the intensity of my indignation on this moral cesspool of an internet. Crude behavior is often wrongly associated with a rural upbringing, something that Dateline NBC has been trying to use against me as long as I can remember. Dateline NBC, whose mad host made the same mistake that the Crystalids did: she fell for her own illusion. When the Crystalids had my songs, they believed that they had stolen my talent, and I recall how many people told me in 2009 that I had never authored a hit and that I traced my drawings. And when NBC stole my scripts, they thought they had stolen my refinement and sophistication, leaving me with the image of a bumpkin. By 2012, when this illusion started to noticeably deteriorate, they invited half of my small home town to their studio to restore it in the minds of their unassuming viewers. But I am not a bumpkin who dreams of making it big on Dateline and I stayed clear of their show, which is why I still have a future with my work.
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