It seems that many people in today's world, have been convinced that having a stable, dependable life = boring.
In actuality, having family who are dependable, steady income, safe & comfortable living space is more conducive to happiness. Occasional flashes of excitement, yes.
Drama & more drama, just say no.
Sometimes, it can be tricky to see the difference. The media THRIVES on promoting drama. Sensationalizing the private aspects of the lives of both private figures as well as public figures. It may be sold as the news.
In reality it's drama, invasion of privacy, a capitalization of tragedy.
The bottom line?
Money.
Plainly, simply, getting money.
Contrary to the misquote on biblical description, money is not the root of all evil. Nor is it the root of any evil at all. Money is necessary to be able to live, eat, stay warm & dry, use the postal service, have clean water with sanitation service.
It's the LOVE of money i.e. the media sensationalizing stories, people sticking it to other people for their personal gains. That is the true evil.
Capitalizing on tragedy.
Cheating spouses.
Illness of children.
Events of decades or even centuries ago.
The forced mating of animals to get money from selling the babies. Money from YT. Often, the female is screaming in terror as the owners, 90% males, watch & video it, laughing at the distress of the female. The male is sometimes reticent yet has no choice.
You Tube can be a great source for information.
You Tube allows videos that show the harsh abuse of animals. Forced mating, dog fights, beating puppies or adult dogs. I report those videos when they appear in my YT feed. Nothing is ever done about it by YT.
(The videos that online sites allow are so horrible. There is a huge difference between the animals breeding in a natural way vs the evil people who force them. Usually, the female is held down or restrained with chains, rags or ropes or even zip ties. She is yelping in terror as the male animal, usually a male dog is allowed to rape her.)
Do we really need to know these juicy tidbits?
Do the entities who publish them get gain from it?
Will it enrich the lives of living people who it pertains to?
Will it affect the legacy of those who are or were involved in it?
These are questions that can determine how relevant it is to dig up the past or expose the present.
When a person writes about or exposes their own personal experiences for the purpose of healing, it's a different animal. The purpose is benevolent, even necessary for healing to occur. Most often there is no money involved. If there is a long-lost amount of cash floating around out there that is due to me, I would say, yes. Because I know of two different sources that are due to me, personally, I say yes.
The low life people whose integrity is for sale at a price, who think I don't know what they did.
I KNOW.
Also, I have the concrete proof to expose you, just in case you doubt.
My own emotional energy & daily happiness are not worth exposing you. So, yeah, I know who you are as well as you know what you did. Being a person of low to no integrity takes a toll on a person's psyche'.
The value of day-to-day stability, peace, happiness, joie de vivre.
These are worth far more than any dollar amount that could be placed on it. People often remark that I seem to be happy, that I'm the most positive person they know. For the most part, it seems true.
Everyone has their sorrows, their joys, their in betweenness.
In 2020, a person who was suffering from his own difficulties struck gold, or did he?
With so much going on in my own life, he escaped my notice. Maybe it was me who escaped the thirst trap that swept through the world. A 20-year-old guy, William White, from Canada, started making tick tok videos of himself, lip synching songs.
Thank you, Canada!
Sure, he was a charismatic, classically hot guy.
The songs he chose were targeting women in their 40s - 70s.
Mainly, the song by Barry Manilow - Mandy = Mega bucks for him.
He was so fortunate that he wasn't sued for copyright infringement, using someone's music, without permission, to haul in cash.
It began, innocently enough.
It was suggested by some of his followers that William White post his PayPal information so they could show some appreciation. In the form of cash "donations". The ladies requested it, he obliged.
He IS a good-looking guy, however, his videos are mostly heavily filtered so that the whites of his eyes & his (already beautiful) smile, glowed even more.
The women were enjoying his videos to the tune of making William White aka whiteyy18 a millionaire by 2022.
His mistake was in enticing the women who didn't need any encouragement, then, giving out enough details for them to find out where he lived (still living with his mom). Enough details to know where he was as in shops & restaurants.
The restaurants, grocery stores, hotels, all locations.
Everything was paid for by the thirsty women who enjoyed him.
A few even "enjoyed" William up close & personal.
IYKWIM, AITYD.
Then.....it became a bit frightening.
Gifts were being sent to his home, his mom didn't like that.
Nor would I.
My son has a steady job, lives on his own. Nor do I believe my son would eke cash out of thirsty women using his attractiveness, though, I believe he could. Nolan has always been a chick magnet. He's a married man, now. Sorry, not sorry, ladies.
Although whiteyy18 could have parlayed the money he received into an even bigger fortune if he had invested wisely. He may have by now.
He's now 25, his followers have somewhat dwindled.
Except......
A recently released short docudrama on Paramount+ - Thirst Trap.
It has brought it all back, telling the whole saga in 2 hours.
Telling of the start, what led William to do it, the choice of music that targeted women & their age group. Barry Manilow himself, commenting on his song being used. (Barry loved it!) Then, there are the nick names:
The Cougar Panty Remover
Thirst Trap whiteyy18
Mom lover-cover
Will we YES
Before all of this, Will was a star hockey player. When that lost its glow, he worked in a landscaping business with his father. That became a bit monotonous, also. Then, the tick toking.
It's been said that if at first you don't succeed, try tick tok! (JK!)
The last one was the one that worked.
It was the faux pandemic. People were stuck at home. Home schooling, boredom setting in.
Which is to say that he stopped landscaping, began guy escaping to make videos on his lunch break as well as after a workday. His glowing smile, the whites of his eyes he rolled back in a suggestive way.
That was where the $$$$$$ was.
William spoke of experiencing depression, anxiety, being broke, wanting to be noticed as a model, possibly an actor.
In that, I just wanted to give him a big hug, though, there would be no panty dropping on my part or even his. Just empathy for his pain.
In my heart, I hoped that stability would be his. No more worries, just balm for his pain maybe even professional help for him to learn how to cope with the depression & anxiety he was feeling.
Me?
Having my heart broken too many times by too many guys, I retreated from dating in 2012.
At first, I was a bit lonely. The risk of being hurt again by yet another heartless guy was not worth it to me. The risk was not worth the potential for pain, heartbreak. The ice cream was too expensive.
My life is very stable, now.
Stability which I worked hard to achieve. some people only see the end result. Either they don't acknowledge that they saw my struggles, or they actually didn't see what I went through.
A side benefit is that romance scammers have nothing to offer me. Equally, thirst traps, sex pigs, players, have no effect on me.
Many times, there was so much pain, so many struggles, sleepless nights, crying myself to sleep, huddling in a fetal position on the floor. Sick in my aching stomach from the emotional pain, staying close to a sink or a toilet. Surely, it's easy to see why.
It took a lot of work to get myself back to stability, only to allow another guy into my life then, he would hurt me & I would have to repeat the healing all over again.
In 2012, I was hurt for the last time. A guy I truly believed I could trust. Someone I had nearly married in my 20s. He came back, we started up all over again. It taught me to no longer give a second chance.
Giving someone a second chance is the same as giving them a second bullet because they missed you the first time.
I stopped allowing any guy into my life, into my heart where he could hurt me again.
It's my belief that the women who gave so much money, time, attention to William White, had been through the same disappointments in men hurting them, that I have.
Leaving dating or any possibility of it, gave my heart - mind - spirit - life, a stability, peace, happiness. Not to be sacrificed again.
Then, because it was obvious that there was no guy in my life in a romantic sense, women started coming on to me, letting me know that they were very interested in "something" with me.
HAH!
Switching teams is not part of who I am. tyvm.
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