OMFG, of course I've been following the Exposed Truths blog, how could I not? While some of it is kind of funny, some of it is really kind of sad. I'm sad about the death of an industry that I was once a part of and that had a huge part in my life for many years. None of it really comes as a surprise though. It was just a matter of time before Chicago could no longer fly under the radar. I'm glad I got out when I did.
What is bothering me in all this is that I'm being accused of helping Exposed Truths. First of all, I don't talk to anyone from the industry with the exception of Katherine. I picked up my shit and left. I left without telling anyone. It was planned and thought out. Katherine and I figured that since 2007 was so terrible, 2008 wasn't going to be any better. We were right. So rather than sacrifice the quality of care for our animals, we said, "goodbye and good night." I like to think that I had a very high standard of care for my horse(s). I treated my own and others with care and regard at all times. Did I ever do anything wrong, of course I did. Fuck, who hasn't made a mistake in their lifetime (I've made enough to live a whole other life!)? I have a few regrets about some of the choices I made in regards to my horse. One regret I don't have is that she is no longer living in the city day in and day out. I neglected her basic needs of being turned out. Did she ever complain? NO.
The relationship I have with my horse was always one I took very, very seriously. When questioned by paying customers (and non-paying customers at that) about the care Tru received, I was passionate about telling it as it was. I don't think I ever covered anything up about how I loved her and how the money she made was always her's first. I always spent it on high quality food, shelter and goofy things that were most likely unneeded such as polos and rain sheets. Call me goofy, call me what you will, I love my horse.
I'm not certain I'll write at this particular blog again because my life is my life and I share it with only those I feel worthy (yes, I'm a pompous, cocky, dressage queen, cunt, asshole blah blah blah, narcissist.) Whatever. I wish everyone the very best and wish the horses even better. I'm angry to see how poorly some of the horses are being cared for. So I'll put my money where my mouth is. If anyone out there in the carriage world need help with caring for the horses, I'd be happy to feed, clean or whatever FREE of CHARGE. I'm a phone call or e-mail away.
Oh, and my sex life is an open book. If you have any questions of who I'm fucking, how I'm fucking them which position I prefer etc, etc vibrators, strap ons, cock rings, condoms, lube blah, blah, blah...... I think anyone who knows me well enough knows that I've never been shy about VAST sex life or much else.
-AD
Yeah, ExpT's blog is kind of like a train wreck...it makes you wince, but you still can't look away. It is really sad how the industry has deteriorated over the last 10 years. In many ways I am proud of what I do. I love the city, and I love my animals, and I love sharing information about both. Yet, in other ways, it is an embarassment to be associated with it when you continually watch stupid people do stupid things. People will play silly, immature games...this happens in EVERY situation, whether it be a job, a church group, a boarding stable, etc. None of the owners work together to help create a more amicable relationship with the city and the public, and everyone is just 'tattling' on everyone else, and, quite simply, making the carriage industry a big pain in the city's ass.
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