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CHOOSE LIFE! Choose wearing a fake fucking smile to hide the pain of living and pulling from any source of pop culture dogma to escape that pain enough to make the smile look real, nothing more than an ode to living the lie of your choosing.

Choose, Lortab, Roxies, Xanax, Crack. CHOOSE METH. Then choose to lay the blame at the door of greedy pharmaceutical companies and Canadian mail order prescription depots for the streets being awash with the ESCAPE they provide, that something ELSE, Something deeper seated made us turn to in the first place.

Choose cursing at that fat ass 97lb frame you look at in the full body mirror hanging on your closet door and then vomiting the can of chicken noodle soup you had for lunch, flushing the only evidence of your askewed life perception besides the ribs you have showing, down the fucking toilet.

CHOOSE to Vote, once every four years to feel better about your place in the world and assure yourself against all evidence that you’re actually making a difference.

CHOOSE taking a thousand pictures of yourself at arms length until one memory becomes indistinguishable from the next and then force those memories that will mean even less to those you force them on over social media, in a sad attempt to be one in 7 billion and make it count for something.

Choose turning to a father figure who dumped us all in an orphanage run by the orphans to help you make sense of it all.

Choose, interracial, and same sex marriage and being hated by the “morally correct” sect who desperately try to hold a patent on what defines an emotion.

Choose jacking off to pictures of people you hate, chubby chasing, cougar hunting, fisting, BDSM, and piss fetishes, because physical pleasure comes with a less costly price tag than genuine emotional attachment.

Choose aiding people, who stay determined to repeat the same pointless cycles, and caring enough that you’re willing to get sucked into the abyss right along with them. Choose to ignore even those who would make use of that help and circle jerking with people who give even less of a fuck about such things as you do in an effort to not feel just as lost as those who visibly need help.

CHOOSE LIFE!

 

Faster than a hungover moron contemplating calling the cops over a missing friend prank, being played by others who could have called the cops themselves. More business savvy than a camera crew making a point to get close ups of every single person plainly not enjoying your product through out an entire Pay- Per View. It’s a drunk, It’s a selfie posting skanky hoe, who talks through her nose  kinda like thith. NO! You Dumb Bastards….. It’s the TRUTH and it hurts like a bitch, which is what makes HONESTY so much more fun than LIES. Ha ha ha ha Oh, stay with me sweetness. I’m not that other writer Eric, it’s not in my nature to go quietly into that good night. Besides I have to bag tag you every once in a while because I know a couple Hungarian Baracudas that will just love me for it and go run their mouths to the next person I show support for, putting me on the map of yet ANOTHER person that I otherwise would never have been noticed by at this junction. And THEY get to find out how your little quartet operates, while as long as they don’t actually get involved with things themselves, I have ABSOLUTELY NO PROBLEM WITH THEM, Just your little clique…..And I’m even a helpful little bastard. See how that works? Why that Burn Notice shit doesn’t effect me, I’m too small, it only helps. Hi Red, What up double mint? This one’s for you sugar and sister, sister too.

Yeah sure we could make that film, but there’s this little pill, and we hate him and his honesty brand. So we don’t make that film, we’re gonna take that pill and fuck with him because we can. We’ll tell how he crawled out of Hell, and with a thunderous yell, declared I’m The Hater of Girls, and if his eye’s on you, He will brand your ass too and this is how their message ran… In their, SCIENCE FICTION OOOO OOO OOO DOUBLE FEATURE!  WE’LL TELL THE WORLD, BEWARE THIS CREATURE. Two siblings fighting the male oppressor. WHOA OH OH OH OHHHH At the late night, double feature picture show. Two ginger hoes. OH OH OHHH At the late night double feature, picture show…

Okay I’ve spent enough time fucking with third rate Scream Queens for shits and giggles, I just wanted to remind you that I’m STILL here and I NEVER forgive and I NEVER forget, and I BOW TO NO ONE.

Now, onto the Main Event of the post. Those of you who follow along with me on Twitter might have noticed that here lately I have been keeping watch on WWE. Now I grew up watching wrestling. My grandfather was a wrestler WAY back in the day. We used to have a streak of going to the matches at what was then The Ohio Center, that lasted for YEARS, every month, during the break of the show we were at, we would go get tickets for the following month. Even after moving to West Virginia following my mom’s death I kept up with it watching it on tv and gathering for the pay per views. I would say in the latter half of the Monday Night Wars, after being one of those people who flipped stations back and forth, I started getting away from it and then life happened, and while I would occasionally seek out updates when I heard something big was happening I had not really watched it for 17 years. In April when The Undertaker had what was being considered by many to be his last match, that kind of hooked me back in and I realized I did not know more than half of the faces I was seeing. Since then I have caught up with a Hell of a lot going back to last year and working my way forward. I like a lot of what I’m seeing, I think these, well Hell a lot of them are kids to me, some of them are near my age range, but a lot of them I got some years on. My problem is NOT with the performers….. WHO The FUCK is running this company now? Have you ever heard the expression It’s like watching a monkey trying to fuck a football? Yeah, it’s THAT bad. UNFORTUNATELY the performers are the ones who suffer for it, being the ones who actually put themselves out there for the world to see. For instance, back in the day when The Undertaker character allowed for all sorts of messed up match types, they all had a very real practical application and concept. Body bag match, Casket match, Buried alive match, and the most famous of all Hell in a Cell. They made sense…….. What the fuck is a House of Horrors Match? I watched it and I still can’t even figure out what it was meant to be but shitty edited student film with violence. See where I’m going with this? Even if you had pulled it off without the bad editing, it still made no practical sense. You have a freaky dude in Bray Wyatt and he could be the New Face of Fear, but NOT if this is how you are going to try to pull that off. The women’s division. Yes I am going there. As you may have noticed I have been pushing mainly their stuff of late. If you want to know WHY, it’s because they need it more than the guys do. That division has come and gone a couple times since I have been a fan, and while they now have an influx of new talent to pull from in NXT and they are closer now then they have ever been to making themselves a part of the bedrock of the industry they are not quite to that point yet. That is not an insult, it’s just a fact that the guys have been the bedrock for so long that even now where the women’s division is at, if it went under I don’t think it would be taking the company with it. When you can it would be as detrimental to the company to lose that division as it would be for the guys to go under, then you have hit that height. I would like to see it do that. It was a shame back in the day to see Sherri Martel NOT be able to do what she could do in the ring, because the division was just gone….even if it did mean that woman became the meanest ass person with a stiletto heel I have ever seen as a valet, this was a former champion who HAD the skill set to be one and she was actually my favorite back then. The dumb assery that as I have pointed out is across the board, even the guys are suffering for it, for the girls it’s even worse when it happens to them, because THEY really don’t need shit happening that’s going to make people lose interest in what they are doing for the business. A couple times, very recently and very close together it has happened to them. One was a disgusting display of the corporate monster trying to destroy the career of someone less than a year into being on the main roster. I’m talking about Bayley. Hell you can say they have bullied the poor girl from jump, they pushed her into a child like role and NOW have blasted the Hell out of her when their great brainstorm failed. It’s great to have a hero for the kids, it is. Hulk Hogan was one of the biggest heroes for all the little Hulkamaniacs out there the world over….. He talked to the kids in a way that inspired them, and he kicked ass in the ring…. NOW did they ever make him out to BE a kid? NO! Were they ever like Here comes the Hulkster YAAAAAYYYYYY?!!! Well maybe at an event that was predominantly kids, like a charity event, but NEVER when the entire fan base was watching….. So tell me why there is this dick buzzing in my ear IT’S BAYLEY BUDDIES!!!! When those used car lot inflatables pop up, like it’s a Goddamn episode of Barney and Friends, or like this is a birthday party? Yeah you got little kids watching at home, yeah she appeals to little kids, but you got a majority of people hearing that shit and it instantly grates on their nerves, because this isn’t fucking Blues Clues this is a simulated combat sporting show, get the fuck out of it. Hell all the girl CAN do is play to what she THINKS you expect of her and if it falls through and seems to have done just that, you’re gonna let it blow up in her face. I call bullshit, and I call it because there are things that you do that can destroy a character, and make it ten times harder for that person to sell it as anything but what it was shown as in that defining moment. You always hear these people talk about there has to be a balance to what you do in the ring in order to make both people look good, but there also has to be a balance in the story line as well and they took this girl from champion to making her look gullible, stupid and pathetically weak. The story that was told was that she didn’t belong period and punctuated with an ass beating with a kendo stick. Even if you think, maybe this girl is too nice and she needs to be taught a lesson that this is a business, You don’t pull shit like that, that openly, because the person you pulled it on, probably more so than anyone else in the division is CONSTANTLY giving shout outs to the NXT people and drawing attention to them, so I would imagine that a lot of them are keeping tabs on her and on the scene in general. If I’m one of the newbies in development and I see that shit, I’m immediately going over to that guy over there and being like “So you wrestled in Japan? What uh, What’s it like over there?” I am thinking of a future where I find somewhere else to take my skills and go to work. Hopefully they fix their fuck up and work with her. As it stands the only silver lining in that situation is that to have had the shortest match at the Extreme Rules Pay Per View, it was so fast paced and had a lot of high impact, and was brutal as fuck and because of this, it really did sort of end up being the ONLY match on the entire card that possessed the qualities to be worthy of the PPV title of EXTREME RULES. The girls did it better than the guys that night. In a way that was kind of like her hero shot, because NO ONE has been expected to take a shot  that sends you to the bottom of the list, just to give a hard ass match like that.

The second recent flub, has been on The Smack down side. This is a show, we know there is no such thing as a number one contender for a title and if there is one, it isn’t decided by any match, it’s decided on fan reaction and merchandise sells and basically what brings in the money. That said, one of the BIGGEST KEY FACTORS in story telling is suspension of disbelief. You are trying to make us buy into the idea that there is a number one contender spot that is being fought like Hell for. SO you build this story over a course of weeks, you have these 6 women going all out and the pay off is this Money in The Bank ladder match, the first time the girls have gotten to do it. and story goes whoever gets that briefcase at the top of the ladder has the power to call for a title match at ANY given time and place even in the middle of a match between the champion and someone else. You built this up, you made this big match, you have billed it as HISTORY MAKING and then last week you……. What? Suddenly realize that you haven’t been utilizing someone on the roster and make some cheap quick way to get them involved by giving them a title shot at the same pay per view where you have this History making match that was supposed to be for that title shot. It is made worse by the fact that this was the Smackdown debut of this person who has NOT been a part of this story line to date….. SO why have the ladder match, that History making match only to completely blow out the importance of the reason for having it in the first place? I get that you have to use EVERYBODY, but what would have been wrong with putting Lana and Naomi in a parking garage and snap pictures of a fight breaking out over the insults from earlier in the night, if they are traveling together to different shows you can build it up and get the word out over the network and when you come back on Tuesday, you can recap these outside televised event occurrence to give enough meat to justify making a non title grudge match at the pay per view, the winner of the ladder match could make it a title match on the spot, and the important thing is, there would be no way to know for sure that was going to happen until that ladder match happened first on the card, then people would figure it out, but the BIG match, the one you have been building for, for over a month now, will have already done what it was supposed to do and made the impact that it was MEANT to make. Now, what would have been a MASTERPIECE is just going to be really good and that only because there is too much pride and professionalism among those involved to do a shit show, because someone backstage dropped the ball. Back in the Day THAT SHIT DID NOT HAPPEN stories were tight, especially for pay per views and to make this screw up on the heels of shit ratings for your flagship show during a time when it had NO COMPETITION. I don’t see that being “Good for Business”, you know that’s ALWAYS the line. I’m wondering when Jon Stewart is going to become champion, then WWE can completely be downward spiraling WCW and without competition. If some one does not put a halt on, the pettiness, the carelessness, the sheer fucking stupidity, the in house sabotage, whatever the fuck it is, they are going to create the NEXT WCW and if this one is not run by money blowing morons, which seemed to be the general consensus WWE might not be the ones coming out on top of this next set of Monday Night Wars.

Not what you were expecting from me was it? LOL In case you did not notice from my opening to this entry I’m something of a wild and an untamed thing myself. You will never see where I’m coming from until I get there. I live for THE FIGHT, so Fuck all of you and have a really great night. Heh heh

 

FASTER than a bitch making it a point to flash cleavage or underwear in every selfie, just to get mad about tit compliments gotten from a hook up site. More DIABOLICAL than sensationalizing alcoholism, after giving a heart felt speech about losing your fiance when he killed himself and others in a drunk driving incident… It’s A drunken whore, It’s a politician.. NOOOOOOO, IT’S THE TRUTH……And it Hurts, doesn’t it?

You know what boys and girls? I learned a long time ago, that if you are the type of person, who throws stones, your ass better make damn sure that transparent case you call home is fucking plexiglass. No one can hide who they really are, and not forever, even if they manage to for a little while. So I’m going to take a moment here and tell you about ME. Let’s do the list.

1. Judgemental

2. Tactless to the point of cruelty in the face of other’s disregard.

3. Relentless

4. Unsympathetic to what other’s have been through, when they use it as an excuse to become the bratty ass kid themselves.

5. Not a sexist, just the opposite, but this goes on this list because of the whole archaic belief that men should not offend against women, just because they are women. PEOPLE are PEOPLE, PERIOD. Some say never hit a woman, I say never hit anyone, but if you strike me I will knock you the fuck out regardless of what you have or lack between your legs. Fuck that high ground bullshit, it doesn’t take a REAL MAN to stand there and get their ass beat by a fucking LUNATIC who has no control over their emotions. Don’t insult or talk to a woman a certain way, yeah well I call bullshit on that too. Just like with my ex wife. I got told how wrong it was for me to blast what happened and all her bullshit because she has never done anything like that to me….No she just said to individuals behind closed doors, where she could alter the version of the story as she saw fit and there would be no written record to call her ass on the inconsistencies. I put this here on this list, because I am taboo to the norm, I don’t hold to the idea of you don’t do this or that to a female, because they are a female. I don’t look at women as women, I look at them as people, like me and in that they are treated accordingly to what they reveal themselves to be. I don’t judge anyone by what they are, but by what they do. good people, get treated kindly, a motherfucker gets treated as exactly that and in the manner in which they make themselves an issue and I don’t give a fuck who takes issue with that. I guess what I’m saying is I DO see women as equal with men……..but that also means you DON’T get the luxury of any kind of bullshit special treatment because of WHAT you are, not from me you don’t.

6. I’m a prick, not by nature or nurture, but rather a bit of both.

7. Unforgiving as fuck

8…… You know what? There really isn’t shit about me that I haven’t brought up at one point or other and quite openly, I might add.

With all that said I just want to state, that if there is a problem with me…. tough shit, because to have that problem and to let it fester in you to the point that you go scheming and plotting and everyshits, means you had to COME HERE, or MY Facebook page, or Twitter account LOOKING for that fight. Awhile back I had this fake bitch friend my ass and we talked for 3 days and I bet there was about 8 times in those 3 days where she responded to something I said with “Oh you’re good.” Just like that, like I was lying, instead of just being decent about something. To these people, you can SAY ANYTHING TO. It doesn’t matter. They came to me, to prove I was a liar and that was what they were going to go away with, Hell or high water. They will ALWAYS contort everything you say or do to fit their limited vision, so fuck em, I give them the fight they are looking for, the psycho, they think I am, the perv they are so fucking sure about, because it doesn’t matter…..they will find a validation for their beliefs, no matter what. Interesting side note, after getting tired of playing the what the fuck are you really here for game I hit the bitch with a Youtube video of the girl whose picture she was using, and pointed out that only motherfucker lying about shit was her.

I got about a million of those stories, stemming from a fucking horde of fake ass people who were playing catfish, because I guess that’s what they think REAL women do. That’s the path of “empowerment” they have chosen, when it doesn’t show strength, it shows fucking idiocy and a weakness to confronting their inability to be anything more than a pathetic piece of shit. They are the type of people who smile and laugh, but are too stupid to figure out that they are on the wrong side of not knowing the difference between looking for a good time and desperately searching for an escape from their misery. Why should I have sympathy for that? Why should I show mercy for that? Why can’t people grasp that forgiveness, should never be treated like an ever valid get out of jail free card? This person, they were hurt bad, you know what that’s like, don’t you? They are just like you have compassion……and I might, if they did not fuck up and choose me as a target in the first fucking place. I DO know what it’s like, but when it’s me or people I care for in the crossfire of someone else’s damage I just have this thing about me where I just don’t give a fuck. That is LAW of NATURE. Oh but it wasn’t that bad. Lets get something straight, YOU don’t get to decide that. YOU might be King or Queen shit, in whatever fantastical little microcosm you reside in, but YOU are not ENTITLED to that special privilege over me, to be allowed to decide what was or was not bad enough to merit tearing a motherfucker up, when I was the one INVADED. I love how people get so caught up in their feelings or ideals to the point they are incapable of smelling their own Hershey squirts in their underoos. Am I bastard for a good chunk of some I have done…Hmmm I try to reserve the worst for what merits it, but Yeah…. I am, but so are you, and that is truth, that if you did not have a hard time swallowing, or confronting in yourself. YOU wouldn’t come looking for that fight. We’re all animals, some are just more rational, than others.

A couple quick things regarding my time offline. I’m not always here to pop a motherfucker in the mouth. A lot of my post’s have shown that, a lot haven’t. A lot of time when I’m not, and even sometimes during, I am generally reading about some process, or learning a new program. That’s when I’m not promoting things I have done, or a cause I have backed, or FINALLY writing. Yeah that’s a big one. WRITING. As for my time away from the computer, since April of 2016 I have helped get over 26 houses repaired, to either get people back into their homes, or to get them ready for people to make as their new homes, and that has been my day job, ever since the floods here in Louisiana last year. As a general rule, You may be surprised to learn I am fairly laid back. but I also observe quite a bit as well and listen to a lot of things I hear from people around me. I said before that I live for the fight, and that is true, I do, I really do, but I’m not here to save the world, I think that’s a ridiculous concept, and it really isn’t up to me to make this world a better place. if it was I could force a lot of this shit I see to stop, but I can’t, and in truth, even if I could, would that really be “Better” in reality or just another illusion? I mean If I have to force you to stop, that isn’t you being a better person, that’s just me keeping you from doing what you want, and I have talked before about what happens in the long term when people keep shit bottled up, that is when it gets even worse, for them and for anyone around them when that cork pops. It’s up to us to do the best we can. Try to come to some fucking arrangement, though for the most part, we never fucking do.

I live for the fight, and while last time, I said that I came down on Donald Trumps celebrity opposition, this time however I just want to say thanks to his cronies for passing anti planned parenthood, Way to go God’s favorite jackasses, you are aware that planned parenthood, does more than abortion right? These people actually help in the pre natal process as well, for those women who need help. If you are anti abortion, that is great, in a lot of cases, not in all, but if that is the case, fight that specific part of it, don’t go and fuck up the part that aids in bringing these children into the world as healthy as they can be and call yourself pro life, I call bullshit on that. This is an example of what I was talking about, we can never meet in the middle about anything, one side either has to have it all their way or the other side is shooting for the same thing, and it’s….. Yeah, just people butting heads like antelope, only this is a case of morality in double standards.

Next piece of my rant here, let’s leave the realm of politics behind, God knows there are enough people bitching about all that nonsense as it is. Little known secret about me, I am the type of person who is generally helpful. If you have a problem, you can come to me with it and I will do what I can. That said, I have also had to live with the fact, that sometimes that is a pathway for other people to bring some bullshit to your door step as well. I have dealt with someone trying to force “Help” and their idea of “Happiness” on me that I don’t want and then turn around and end up being given Hell for it by the people around the person who wanted to “Help” Like it’s my Goddamn fault that you don’t like me for who I am and yet can’t completely exert control over your fucking friends life. Fuck all that, you sort that bullshit out among yourselves, what you don’t do is outright fucking harass someone who has openly and honestly told you that doing so is a good way of getting me to fuck you up, just to show the person how I’m not worth the “Help” I never fucking wanted in the first place. Teach me to be a better person? Fuck you, look at yourself. How much fucking “Help” do you really think you can be to me when you surround yourself with fucking retards who go out of their way to un do anything you’ve done, for their own agenda? How about you grow a pair and put their asses in their place instead of bringing that shit into my world. You want help, bring your best, not a steaming pile of your own self confidence issues and a gaggle of twats who “Always” know what’s best for everyone else, when they themselves are the biggest cunts. It’s childish horseshit, usually conducted by idiots whose maturity peaked in fucking high school. Bitches who have to validate their existence through 40 or more fucking posted selfies a week. You know the kind, I’m sure. These are the 30 somethings who rejoice at being the Kings and Queens of the fucking kiddie table. They can try to teach you how to be a “better person” but you point out how fucked up they are, and they want to cry bully and then pull some conniving bullshit scheme like life is some shit out of “Gossip Girl” Fuck a bunch of that shit. You don’t want me to be negative, here’s a concept, don’t bring your negative shit and rub it in my fucking face and I won’t have to put you in your place and remind you that you truly are worth no more than I am.

Recently I had to drop support for someone because some bullshit where this same little clique of dumb asses wanted to run to them, because I made it public that I supported them. Word to the wise people. The WARNING you get from people who just come to you out of the blue when someone else comes to you in good faith first, is usually PERSONAL BULLSHIT that doesn’t concern you. Do yourself a favor, put these jack asses in their place and say no, until I find otherwise for myself. If you don’t……Well all you accomplish is costing yourself support, letting someone else bring their fight to your door. It’s not fucking rocket science folks. GOOD FAITH vs OPEN SABOTAGE. It really is THAT SIMPLE to figure out. You don’t see me bringing in other people to MY fight, because it is MY FIGHT, and I’m not a chickenshit who would use others as fucking human shields for target practice. If you aren’t STRONG ENOUGH, or GOOD ENOUGH, or SMART ENOUGH to take me all by little onesie just pack your fucking shit and go the fuck home. Because YOU AREN”T STRONG,GOOD,or SMART enough to do it your damn self, it’s a loss, because it would NEVER be anything YOU YOURSELF was ever capable of doing.

Goddamn boy, you done bitching yet? NO. I live for the fucking fight don’t you get that? Have I not made that abundantly clear? You know my sister is a huge fan of  “The Walking Dead” Now, it’s an alright show, but I have a hard time watching it, mainly because I see us living it. The only difference is these zombies have heartbeats and want to be told how to live and what to believe, The rest is the same though, the motherfuckers telling those fucking zombies how to live and what to believe are generally the crafty bastards who will kick down your door and take what you have, or they are the ones who wait on the other side of that door with a few surprises of their own. Taking a Theologist stand point here for a minute, damn near every religion past or present, that has an apocalypse prophesy tells of human beings, being very much like how you see most of us being now. Apathetic, selfish, disloyal to the point that even family doesn’t mean shit to them. For thousands of years, we have behaved in a manner that made it easy for multiple cultures and beliefs to see us come to where we are now. That is probably the most discouraging thing, I think. That’s my word.