Category Archives: Photography

Monochrome Monday ~ BDSM

the edge of fear is where love and trust grows

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

erotic, but pretty mild

Scenes on Sunday ~ Seascapes

I must go down to the sea again ~ to the lonely sea and the sky

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Santa Monica

The end of the old Route 66

Monochrome Monday ~ Erotica

Shocking moment #3 ~ women like porn.

I was utterly shocked to discover that some women like porn.  This is not porn.

 

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

sometimes monochrome curves satisfy

Political Correctness

Political Correctness is merely bullying by another name.

It seems that I’m really not ‘politically correct’ ~ if what you mean by political correctness is fitting in with whatever is perceived as the ‘right’ way to believe, think, speak, and act by whatever minority group holds sway.  For example; I like the film The Damn Busters, about a WWII RAF raid on Germany ~ that even though the word ‘Nigger’ is used 12 times in the movie, and I have no problem with that.  (Nigger was the name of Wing Commander Guy Gibson’s black Labrador dog.)

Political correctness does not legislate tolerance; it only organises hatred.  ~  Jacques Barzun.

On the other hand, I firmly believe that all women, (including whatever two letter acronym is appropriate), deserve to be treated with the utmost consideration and respect.  And, that sometimes creates a cognitive dissonance for me when a woman acts like a lot less than a lady; smoking, swearing, getting drunk, using drugs, cheating on her partner, picking up guys in bars, fucking having extra-relationship flings with younger men, and having multiple sexual partners.  But then, who said the world has to be perfect?

If the first words out of your mouth are to cry ‘political correctness!’, chances are very, very high that you are in fact part of the problem.  ~  N. K. Jemisin.

I’m mentioning all this because of a couple of things I saw on television.

Firstly, I’ve been enjoying re-watching some old Carry On Films.  These bawdy British movies are so incredibly politically incorrect it’s almost surreal.  They feature very attractive, very well endowed young women, often portrayed as dumb blondes, often played by the legendary, and very funny, Barbara Windsor.

Secondly, and very seriously, I caught an episode of a US comedy / crime / drama series I quite like.  The dramatic hook in this episode was that there was a person of interest, and nobody in the police department could figure out what this guy was saying, or which obscure Eastern European country he came from.

It turned out that this guy was an Englishman, a Geordie ~ a person born in the North East near the River Tyne.  Some would say that I’m a Geordie, although technically I’m more of a Mackem.

Having said that, even I couldn’t understand a fucking damn word this particular character uttered.  Whatever accent he thought he was imitating it certainly wasn’t Geordie.

No American actor can imitate any British accent whatsoever, so why the fuck hell did the producer of this show go down the road of totally pissing off every English person born North of the Watford Gap?  Ignorance and Stupidity.

There is no way the same producer would have made the same kind of mistake with any American minority, especially someone from the Gay, Lesbian, Transsexual, (whatever two letter acronym is appropriate), community.  If he had he would have been sacked, pilloried, and remorselessly attacked.

But then, who gives a fuck about white Englishmen like me?  (And by the way, I am NOT British, I’m English.)

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

TV can’t make mistakes when portraying lesbian BDSM

but it’s OK to make fun of Geordies

 

Scenes on Sunday ~ Favourite Pictures 2018

These are among my pictures I like most of all.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

taken by the girl riding shotgun

Scenes on Sunday ~ Lanzerote

An Island in the sun takes a man away from his cares and woes.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Next time I need a cool girl to take on a long bike ride around the island.

Unrealistic Standards

I like American women.  They do things that French women never do ~ like showering.

It occurs to me that my expectations are usually way off what is likely to happen, my manners and mores are ridiculously old-fashioned, and my standards are way too high for any girl to reasonably meet.  Does that make me wrong, or stupid, or just English?

Being an older English guy isn’t always a bed of roses.  And being a cool English guy in the USA can make one realise why England and America are two countries separated by a common language.  More than half the time American woman have no idea what the fuck hell I’m talking about.

On the other hand, dating an American woman is so much better than dating a Parisienne girl.  Body odour and the smell of cigarette smoke tend to follow them around like a personal raincloud.

I love American women.  Just not necessarily in New York.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

the circle line is cool too

 

 

Be Unique

Stop comparing yourself to other people, you’re supposed to be unique.

We are all very different.  We each have our own unique personalities, our different wants, needs, dreams, and desires.  And yet so often we try to ‘fit in’, trying to conform to the model that our families, friends, and co-workers expect us to be.  We try to conform in work meetings, in social gatherings, and with our families.  We seem to dress like others, speak like the people around us, and have similar opinions to our colleagues.  We go to the same places, week after week, and year after year.  In other words, ‘we play it safe’.

For many people there seems to be an inbuilt compulsion to be one of ‘the tribe’, as though being a loner or outsider is dangerous and wrong.  But, being one of the tribe means that we have to give up some of our uniqueness and individuality.  Worse than that, in every gathering, group, family, bunch of co-workers, there always seems to be a self-appointed leader who, by one means or another, makes the decisions and tells everyone else what to do.

Just how much of your freedom do you surrender when you are part of a group?  How many of your unique wants, needs, dreams, and desires do you have to give up just to fit in?

For a week, when I was on vacation in Lanzerote, I became part of a small group.  We ate together, talked, and drank together.  And, that was pretty cool because it sucks to be completely alone when one is on vacation in an hotel in an utterly strange place.

But, I did go off on my own, a lot.  And, while the others in the group shared the kind of secrets you only share with a stranger you are confident that you will never meet again, I talked a bit and shared bugger-all.

I prefer to be a loner, solitary, and unique.  And, if my close friends don’t like that, well, ‘have a nice day’.

Some say that it’s only being utterly alone that lets a man know himself.  And, that if you don’t like your own company, how can you possibly like anyone else?  All I know is that sometimes I prefer to be uniquely alone.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

I love the desert

Solitary Tourist

Alone again ~ naturally.

At half-past-eight this morning I’m heading off on an all Island Grand Tour ~ although how much of 326 sq mile Lanzerote one can see in one day I’m not certain.

What’s just as interesting is why I’ve chosen to do this while nobody else in my little collection of vacationers wanted to take this tour.  It seems that I still have this odd desire to be on my own, doing my own thing, without ever wanting to ‘fit in’ with a group.  As it goes, I really don’t like being in a group.

I never ‘join’ groups, clubs, associations, or societies.  In fact, a lot of the time I live outside of day-to-day, ordinary ‘society’.  Most people both bore and irritate me ~ those people who blog here on WordPress are notable exceptions.  Perhaps that withdrawal from society is my loss, but I think I’m too late to change myself now.

It’s true that my lifestyle makes it harder to meet women…..

Oddly enough, the women in my little group of fellow holidaymakers seem to recognise that, and have suggested that I join a dating site ~ Match.com.  They were only half-joking.

Maybe I’ll think about that while I’m sitting on the coach during this Island Tour.  In-between taking lots of pictures.

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Jack Collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.com

Lanzerote is pretty

Wants, Needs, Desires, and Dreams

Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting a different result.

Unless we do something nothing happens, and if nothing changes then nothing changes.  I can sit here and think about what I want out of life, what I need to keep me safe and healthy, and I can dream about the women and adventures I might desire, but unless I take some positive steps I most likely will never get anything on my wish list.

For much of my life I would even come up with well thought out reasons and excuses why I couldn’t have or get what I wanted.  I didn’t have enough money, there just wasn’t the time, she doesn’t like me anyway, I’m too busy working…..

The truth was that I just didn’t have the courage or the realism to even try to get what I really wanted out of life.  Nor did I have the focus or psychological adaptability to change what I wanted, if what I first wanted was clearly impossible.  We can’t all be a  rock star, and the truth is I never wanted to be.  But there are some things that I wanted from a relationship, and I didn’t have the focus to make that work, nor did I have the guts to just walk away when it was clear that my relationships weren’t giving me what I wanted, needed, and desired.

However,  somewhere along the way things changed for me.  I wanted to be materially and financially prosperous enough that I could stop working for a living, and instead live a great life.  That has happened.  I wanted to stop being a miserable, judgemental jerk, and instead be a cool and charismatic guy.  That has happened too.

What I want, need, and desire, right now, is to improve my relationship with a female friend, and I’ll work on that.  If the relationship doesn’t improve in the ways I need, then I now have the emotional strength to just walk away.

Some say that we each have dreams and personal ambitions we want to fulfil.  And, that we will always face great opposition to seeing our dreams come true.  All I know is that if I don’t try to make my dreams come true, than nobody else will make them come true for me.

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Jack Collier

jackcoĺlier7@talktalk.net

 

drinking and smoking will kill you,

but you already knew that

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