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Bob Shell: Insanity Reigns in America Today

Deep Hate: Illustration by Thomcat23

 

Text by Bob Shell, Copyright 2019

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Illustration by Thomcat23, Copyright 2019

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INSANITY REIGNS IN AMERICA TODAY

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Many years ago Mark Twain said that America has no native criminal class except for Congress. Will Rogers said the difference between death and taxes was that death didn’t get worse every time Congress was in session.

What put these comments into my mind is that our government has devolved to the point that partisan bickering keeps it from accomplishing much, but what it does accomplish is usually bad. The ancient Greeks had a word for what we have today, kakistocracy. That means “government by the worst.”. And I think most of my readers will agree that we couldn’t get much worse than the current bunch of Bozos. No, wait, that’s an insult to Bozo the Clown, and these clowns aren’t the least bit funny.

But bad government is only part of the problem. We seem to be degenerating into a fractionalized society in which some fractions are always seeking to be offended by what other factions do. Nowhere in our constitution is there a right not to be offended. In fact, in earlier times Americans lived by the maxim, “I may not agree with what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.”

Freedom of speech/expression is the most important right guaranteed by our Constitution. But many people obviously don’t believe in it. I’m sitting in this prison cell right now because twelve small town jurors were offended by my erotic photography. If they’d paid attention and done the job they pledged to do, they would have noticed that the prosecution never proved the key elements of its case against me, and none of my photography was illegal. But they ruled based on prejudice,, not fact, and were offended by the small sampling of my photos that the prosecution projected up to giant size on the courtroom wall, and those were personal photos never intended for publication.

This was brought back to my mind last week by a news story that I read in my favorite magazine, THE WEEK. To celebrate America, the Nike company planned to introduce a new shoe with the original United States flag, as designed by Betsy Ross, with a ring of thirteen stars, on the shoe back. Nike was forced to withdraw the shoe when people protested that the original United States flag was a symbol of slavery. Sounds ridiculous, iduotic, like someone’s idea of a silly fake news story. Something you’d see in THE ONION. But this really happened.

Now I could understand if Nike had used the “Stars and Bars” of the Confederacy, but the original U. S. flag? And so what? If Nike had any guts they’d have ignored protests from the ignorant and produced the shoe for those proud of our country to wear proudly. I’d have bought a pair if I was on the outside.

Certainly, there were things wrong with this country as first conceived, and slavery was one of them, but there were more good things than bad. Our history is a history of fixing what’s wrong incrementally, striving toward the impossible goal of perfection.

Women were repressed in this country far longer than any ethnic group, and in many ways still are, but we’re making progress on those issues. I didn’t hear women protesting Betsy Ross’s flag.

Communist regimes invariably try to rewrite history when they come to power, but history has a way of surviving to re-emerge when those regimes topple, as they invariably do. In the old U.S.S.R. they renamed everything, thus you ended up with cities named Leningrad, Stalingrad, etc., but when the U.S.S.R. collapsed the old names were restored because people had not forgotten them. The attempts nowadays to rewrite American history and wipe out all memory of the Confederacy are similarly due to fail. Knocking over statues revered by many is nothing more than vandalism, and is just another example of thin-skinned people looking for something to be offended by. Removing names of prominent Confederate generals from schools, highways, towns, etc. is more lunacy.

In Germany, they tried to wipe out the history of the Third Reich. They knocked down statues and monuments and renamed things named after Nazis. They went so far as to purge swastikas from the decal sets of plastic model kits of WWII airplanes, tanks, ships, etc., and banned the display of Nazi symbols. What did this accomplish? A generation ignorant of the history of European fascism, and the many skinhead neo-nazis and holocaust deniers.

Will we have deniers of slavery in our future? I’m sure we will.

In Italy, busts of Mussolini are illegal, but I could have bought an many as I wanted ranging in size from a few inches tall to larger than life size in San Marino. Who buys them? Italian tourists, of course, who take them home to display inside their houses. I could have bought Hitler busts, too, if I’d wanted such a thing. Was I offended that these things were for sale? No, I was not, because I know the history of the German Nazis and Italian Fascists, and that history must not be forgotten. The history of the American “Civil War,” similarly, must not be swept under the rug, but must be taught, and taught accurately.

Those who forget history are destined to repeat it. We must never forget the truth of that statement. If we want a future free from the evils of the past, we must remember them, and our children must be taught them honestly, even if the truth offends them. Not all history lessons are pleasant.

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About The Author: Bob Shell is a professional photographer, author and former editor in chief of Shutterbug Magazine. He is currently serving a 35 year sentence for involuntary manslaughter for the death of Marion Franklin, one of his former models. Shell was recently moved from Pocahontas State Correctional Center, Pocahontas, Virginia to River North Correctional Center 329 Dellbrook Lane Independence, VA 24348.  Mr. Shell continues to claim his innocence. He is serving the 11th year of his sentence. To read more letters from prison by Bob Shell, click here: http://tonywardstudio.com/blog/bob-shell-objectifying-and-exploiting-women/

Editor’s Note: If you like Bob Shell’s blog posts, you’re sure to like his new book, COSMIC DANCE by Bob Shell (ISBN: 9781799224747, $ 12.95 book, $ 5.99 eBook) available now on Amazon.com . The book, his 26th, is a collection of essays written over the last twelve years in prison, none published anywhere before. It is subtitled, “A biologist’s reflections on space, time, reality, evolution, and the nature of consciousness,” which describes it pretty well. You can read a sample section and reviews on Amazon.com.

 

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Mikala Mikrut: Romance With Horror

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Text by Mikala Mikrut, Copyright 2019

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Photography by Sabrina Galaviz and Alexandria Romain, Copyright 2019

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ROMANCE WITH HORROR

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  I, among many others, absolutely love horror movies. In fact, that is my genre of choice. I once screamed in a theater and had a 7 year old girl in front of me, no parents insight, turn around and give the most judgemental look. No shame. Many people I know claim to like it because they “like being scared,” but then when I jump out from behind a partially closed door on their way to the bathroom, I’m met with profanity rather than laughter of delight. So what is it really that draws us to watch gore and jump scares while also never venturing further from modern suburbia?

    Perhaps the answer is more obvious than we think. Søren Birkvad, film scholar of Inland Norway University of Applied Sciences, says it’s simply an activity to avoid boredom. There is a trait called “sensation seeking” in which people with personalities that get bored easily score high on. Those are the types of people that typically like horror films. So if you find yourself easily bored and happen to enjoy scary movies, there you go. You can now add sensation seeker to your resume, with caution of course. The term could take an interesting turn.

    Another possible explanation can be found in the elements that make up the films themselves. Dr. Glenn Walters has defined the ingredients as: tension, relevance, and unrealism. I think this is the case for most exciting life situations. Horror films need tension to build, relevance to captivate an audience, and unrealism so said audience can fall asleep without salt lines or cuddling up next to their bedside handgun. In parallel, romance needs tension for heat, relevance for conversation, and unrealism to keep you wanting more. The same could be said for many more experiences, but I think for intensity purposes those three things make up only the best of situations.

    The most common answer found as to why we crave scary movies is to satisfy the “beast within.” It’s easy to say that we all have some measure of sicko. Maybe you like watching peoples’ heads getting bashed in, or the jump scare is what reminds you what it feels like to truly be alive, or maybe you don’t button and iron the back pockets on your khaki shorts. No matter how disgusting you are, horror films will always be there to comfort and remind you that there are freaks worse off than you. That’s all we long to know, right? That we aren’t the ones at rock bottom.

    I like scary movies. To others they may seem cliché or niche, but to me they are a reminder of how truly pleasant my life is. I have the privilege to not go about my day wondering if I’ll stay alive despite of a masked man or being held captive in a foreign country without the comfort of my family. The truth is that our world already has the scariest realities. Those happy endings in flicks aren’t conclusions. They are reminders that if we take action against our monsters from personal health to daunting tasks of speaking up and acting for those who are living their nightmares, then there is still hope. 

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Mikala Mikrut 2019

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About The Author: Mikala Mikrut is a junior enrolled at Southern Utah University. To access additional articles by Mikala Mikrut, click here: http://tonyward.com/mikala-mikrut-minimalism-a-modern-luxury/

 

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A.H. Scott: TWS!

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Illustration by Alexandra Rouvet Duvernoy, Copyright 2018

 

 

Poetry by A. H. Scott, Copyright 2018

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TWS!

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 Colors

Composition

Form

Shadows

Silhouettes

It’s all here at TWS!

Contemporary and classic

Conformity brushed aside

Aroused and astonished

Seduced by a sly wink

Fabrics of coolness and delight

Hues of intensity and intention

Crafted items of dimension

Open your eyes and let your senses soar

Get a glimpse at his list of affiliates to learn and explore

Visionaries of style from days gone back

Newbies are even rubbing shoulders with this well established pack

With a roll call like this, there’s no way in the world any visitor to TWS could ever be bored

Tony Ward is an artisan of the lens that always taps the right cord

Shutter sounds and the quickening of creativity’s heart pounds

East coast, West coast, Europe and beyond, impact of this man’s camera has made all the rounds

Proclaim it proud!

Proclaim it loud!

This is Tony Ward Studio!

Bulls-eye perfected!

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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go herehttp://tonywardstudio.com/blog/a-h-scott-whos-trippin/

 

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Mikala Mikrut: Why be a Spectator When You Can Play the Game?

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Catherine Trifiletti: Lookbook Summer 2018

 

Text by Mikala Mikrut, Copyright 2018

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Fantasy Fashion League: Why be a Spectator When You Can Play the Game?

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Fashion has always held a special place in my heart. I could say that I simply didn’t understand fashion as a child and all of her complicated ideals and rules, but the truth is: there was a certain freedom in breaking them and challenging what we are and are not “allowed” to wear. It’s funny how those with little to no experience in the industry are so ready to judge others for being creative with the art form of fabric, or lack thereof (me included). But recently I have been blessed with experiences in this passion of mine in ways I never even imagined.

I was granted an internship with the fabulous Catherine Trifiletti right at the time she was releasing a new line of lounge lingerie; as I was setting up her show room for an upcoming event, THE Tony Ward offered to get a head start on photographing the garments by using me as a model. I was so taken aback. I had no experience as a model, but like any young woman who grew up daydreaming about such an opportunity I was thrilled!
 
The outfits I wore showed more skin than I was used to but I couldn’t help but feel simply beautiful. Tony was so kind and complimentary during the shoot, whether it was true or not he made me feel like a natural. There’s something strangely empowering about staring down the lens of a camera for minutes at a time. I saw the tiny refection of myself in it and no longer saw a girl hurt by her past, but a woman challenging her future.
 
When the shoot was over, I didn’t find myself disappointed because I knew this adventure was only starting. I was able to witness Tony working with the two actual models, both on our makeshift set and in the gorgeous landscape of Red Rock. I learned so much. Assisting with the outfit changes allowed me to be even more familiarized with the garments I had been working with all week, observing the models showed me that it’s not about what clothes do to the body but how the human body is suddenly aware and confident of it’s intricacies when wearing something equally as beautiful, and watching Tony and his ability to find art within the strangest objects and angles reminded me to continue looking at life in unexpected ways.   
 
While this may be the only time in my life such opportunities fall into place all at once, I am so humbled to have met so many wonderful and talented people. Fashion is truly an art all of its own. I love how it can bring together so many people of completely different skill sets and abilities to make the end results of the pictures seem so effortless and honest. I am truly inspired and intend to create with every given moment just as Tony has done. We’re all going to reach the same ending, may as well make the journey as incredible as possible.
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About The Author: Mikala Mikrut is a sophomore enrolled at Southern Utah University and  summer intern at Catherine Trifliletti Design, Las Vegas.
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Editor’s Note: Mikala is wearing a pastel paisley kimono romper by Catherine Trifiletti, summer lookbook 2018. To access the entire lookbook, click herehttp://tonywardstudio.com/gallery/catherine-trifiletti-design/
 
 
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A.H. Scott: Percolate

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Photo: Tony Ward, Copyright 2018

 

Poetry by A.H. Scott, Copyright 2018

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PERCOLATE

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Reclining there, she said, “I swear…he thinks we’re finished for tonight”

The one who stood replied, “For you, little stud….this night’s just begun”

We ladies have you as our toy and your obedience is our fun

Bitch in blue gave a smile, “I got dibs on his mouth”

Lady with those danglers upon her ears laughed, “Good choice…cuz’ I got dibs on his cock”

In her thigh highs, she snapped for their toy to kneel

On his knees, he was more than eager to please

Yet, pleasure wasn’t his for tonight

Twin bitches were about to set him just right

Pussy squished down on his chin and mouth again and again

Like a naughty girl riding a rocking horse, the motion was a hellish grind

Toy in the middle obeyed and towed the line

He had to hold his breath when inhaling her scent, as he wondered where the other one went

Sucking him off a bit, the other watched her sister in seduction riding his face

Tongue made a tawdry trail up from ball sack to shaft again and again

He squirmed and moaned

These ballsy bitches knew this toy would bring their pleasure home

Blue corseted lady was about to rock

Yanking it hard, so became his cock

His pole was ready for a pussy that didn’t pout

Hot as hell, she rode him and didn’t want him to pull out

In that boiler room, the heat of three sizzled

The fairer sex wasn’t going to fizzle

Ladies rode face and cock, as their tongues connected

He was being used in a way he hadn’t expected

Fairest sex was equality of eroticity

A hot fuck eroded simplicity

Bitches were top, while cock was bottom

This buckle boy in leather knew his place

For these ladies, thought of the fairer sex was easy to replace

Splatter of his cum in an upward shot came in a glistening, white trace

Few drops landed on carpet of red

“Lick it up”, Sexy face-sitter said

Stiletto bitches stood and waited for his mouth to do some work on that floor

Tongue did the lapping, as these impatient bitches’ toes did the tappin’

As he finished the cleanup, snap of command came

He sat back down on the bench, as the scratchin’ kittens decided to burn by their own flame

Watching he did, as the fairer sex took his breath with what they did to one another again and again and again

Steam heat!!

Stream heat!!

Smolder….

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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go here: http://tonywarderotica.com/h-scott-grab-back/

 

 

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