Saturday, November 14, 2015
No words to explain what I feel today....
Some pictures take on web:
From: French Nude Male
From: French Nude Male
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| “When Paris turned out its lights, the rest of the world turned them on” |
Hollande Calls ISIL Attack Act Of War, Pope Calls It WWIII
From: Boy Culture
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| A floral tribute near the scene of the Bataclan terrorist attack. Christopher Furlong/Getty Images |
The Pope has referred to the attacks in Paris as a piecemeal World War III.
President Hollande had this to say:
“It is an act of war that was committed by a terrorist army, a jihadist army, Daesh [ISIL], against France. It is an act of war that was prepared, organized and planned from abroad, with complicity from the inside, which the investigation will help establish.“France, because it was foully, disgracefully and violently attacked, will be unforgiving with the barbarians from Daesh [ISIL].”
He promised France would react using “all the necessary means, and on all terrains, inside and outside, in coordination with our allies, who are, themselves, targeted by this terrorist threat.”
U.S. Republican presidential candidates and their mouthpieces can scarcely conceal their joy. They have reacted with zeal, clearly identifying the attacks in Paris as a way to gin up their xenophobic base and nudge Americans into thinking perhaps a saber-rattling right-winger would keep us safer than any Democrat.
You know, because George W. Bush wasn't president on 9/11 or anything.
Frank Ocean Blasts Donald Trump For Trying To Turn Paris Tragedy Into Political Gain
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EDITOR'S LETTER | SUPPLEMENT
From: BeautifulMag
Une version française de cette lettre pour nos lecteurs français est disponible sur notre page Facebook.
Yesterday evening my friends and me went to a theater in Paris to see the musical Cats. We left the theater, still in awe of the exceptional performance, as one often does while seeing a show, a play or attending a concert. But while leaving we learned that at only a short distance away, another theater was under attack.
Yesterday evening the barbarity of terrorism has taken another historical step. A massacre in the heart of Paris – yes, the heart of the French Republic – was conducted. Unlike the Charlie Hebdo shooting last January, which had as objective to silence free speech, yesterday’s attack was conducted in cold determination to kill as many as possible. Indistinct cruelty unleashed to inspire terror across the entire nation. The sites of the attacks, all dedicated to entertainment and friendliness, were purposely in the line of fire as a way to underline the fact that French people are now under menace in their everyday life, as they simply go out with friends.
Yesterday evening a series of attacks has taken the lives of at least 128 people and wounded 200, of which 90 severely. Many of them young people, some on the streets, most in a concert hall. My heart bleeds. For my country, for this world we are living in and for the victims of yesterday’s attacks and their families and friends.
Yesterday evening we published our editor’s letter. Seen in the light of today, or the darkness of last night, we probably could not have chosen a better subject as the one we talked about. Freedom. Sacrifice. Remembering. And while I’m writing this, I can’t help thinking back to that one magical moment of last night. A moment when one young woman stood alone, center stage, in a packed theater. A moment that at that time was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop save for this girls extraordinary voice, singing a song that marks the climax of the musical Cats. And it gives me shivers to think that most probably, at the very moment she sang, and we held our breath in wonder, others screamed in fear for their lives.
Today we publish this supplement to yesterday’s editor’s letter in shock, in pain and in horror, but also in remembrance, respect and mourning.
Yesterday evening my friends and me went to a theater in Paris to see the musical Cats. We left the theater, still in awe of the exceptional performance, as one often does while seeing a show, a play or attending a concert. But while leaving we learned that at only a short distance away, another theater was under attack.
Yesterday evening the barbarity of terrorism has taken another historical step. A massacre in the heart of Paris – yes, the heart of the French Republic – was conducted. Unlike the Charlie Hebdo shooting last January, which had as objective to silence free speech, yesterday’s attack was conducted in cold determination to kill as many as possible. Indistinct cruelty unleashed to inspire terror across the entire nation. The sites of the attacks, all dedicated to entertainment and friendliness, were purposely in the line of fire as a way to underline the fact that French people are now under menace in their everyday life, as they simply go out with friends.
Yesterday evening a series of attacks has taken the lives of at least 128 people and wounded 200, of which 90 severely. Many of them young people, some on the streets, most in a concert hall. My heart bleeds. For my country, for this world we are living in and for the victims of yesterday’s attacks and their families and friends.
Yesterday evening we published our editor’s letter. Seen in the light of today, or the darkness of last night, we probably could not have chosen a better subject as the one we talked about. Freedom. Sacrifice. Remembering. And while I’m writing this, I can’t help thinking back to that one magical moment of last night. A moment when one young woman stood alone, center stage, in a packed theater. A moment that at that time was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop save for this girls extraordinary voice, singing a song that marks the climax of the musical Cats. And it gives me shivers to think that most probably, at the very moment she sang, and we held our breath in wonder, others screamed in fear for their lives.
Today we publish this supplement to yesterday’s editor’s letter in shock, in pain and in horror, but also in remembrance, respect and mourning.
“Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember
A time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again”
Blast From The Past: November 14th
Scott Bakula is still working for sure and still hot as hell, but Scott via his Quantum Leap years was a site to behold.
From: Favorite Hunks & Other Things
From: Favorite Hunks & Other Things
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Alright. I’ve really opened the floodgates, lets see what we’ve got.
From: Noodles and Beef
From: Noodles and Beef
Oh good god. What the hell is this tacky monstrosity? Its like. Rainbow checker thong band attached to a cup made of lace? Wow.
Okay. ALRIGHT. A little better. BUT WOW, this barely fits the model and he has no package or ass. This is going to look terrible on me.
What. How.
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Okay. I’m out. Project over. This was a horrible idea.
DOGGERS EXTRAS by Antonio Da Silva and Miguel Arroja
From: Daily Squirt
There are 2 hours of EXTRA footage from the film DOGGERS. “Dogging” is about men who despite their sexual orientation gather at car parks and watch each other have sex. Portuguese men used to go to this car park to play outdoors in public. Everything that is filmed there is very spontaneous, instinctive and sometimes primitive. The additional EXTRAS complete and help the viewer understand the puzzle put together as seen on the main film.
Check out the trailer here…
RENT THE FILM for $6 HERE
Cruising areas in Portugal (and in many other places in the world) are mostly seen as places for prostitution, violence and drugs. Watching EXTRAS from the film DOGGERS none of these actions happened there. There is a lot of prejudice against cruising places. This phenomenon was never spoken from this perspective. We should make an effort to understand better why these places exist.
Do You Know Ab Soto?
From: Daily Squirt
“Ab Soto makes me squeal like a pigbottom. His fashion blog DirtyButtRocks documents the colorful, futuristic clubkid/banjee boy look he’s sporting in this video (I love the Mickey Mouse hands and beer can outfit!). His music is Friday night fabulous, and have I mentioned yet how sexy he is? He is. Incredibly sexy. Omg. A Hollywood “it boy” with style and substance. Very rare. He’s the West Coast Cazwell. LOVE HIM!” – James St. James
Below is Ab Soto’s NEW single, DIRTY BOYZ!I’ve added some of my FAVORITE pictures of Mr. Soto… HE’S SOOOOOO HOT!!!
(the above shot is my #1… l bet he smells real pretty)
Dirty Dudes
From: Dude Tube
Look who's entering the modeling world. It's none other than Sean Cody's Fuller. He had memorable videos servicing Todd & bottoming for Dakota (now better known asCorbin Fisher's Dru). More recently he was performing webcam shows as Jason Williams. Caricias Mag found these shots by Luis Rafael under the new name of Mikey Maxim.
