I’m certainly more in favor of pregnancy prevention than abortion, but I’m totally against having a woman carry a fetus to term who, A) doesn’t want it, and/or B) can’t afford it. I think abortion for those who desire it NEEDS to be an option in an enlightened society. We don’t need to go back to “back alley” abortions, something that killed my grandmother when her husband, my grandfather, threatened to leave her if she got pregnant again. Of course, she got pregnant again because good ol’ granddad couldn’t keep it in his pants and blamed HER for getting pregnant because of his lust.
Anti-abortion folks hold their misguided sense of saving babies for JEEESUS or whatever god-head they claim as sacrosanct savior. Yet, they same folks decry payments to welfare moms.
Anti-abortion folks need to “put it back in their pants,” “it” being their religious-based insistence that we all, every last one of us, need to follow their sense of moral code and ethics. No we don’t. You’re extremists, fanatics, and completely irrational, proven by your dissonant positions which holds that, while abortion shouldn’t happen at all, regardless of circumstance, that supporting the resulting unwanted child is not your financial and social problem.
Whether you’re a right winger, a left-winger, a progressive, regressive, or even *gasp* an independent/centrist/middle-of-the-roader–heck, enven if you’re a fence-sitter–I bet, like me, you’re mad as hell at the state of our union.
1 ) Not enough good paying jobs of any sort to go around for people who want to work.
2 ) Too many illegal aliens, a lot of them bad apples, entering this country.
3 ) Too many illegal aliens willing to work for low wages in this country making it a boon to employers who want cheap labor.
4 ) Too many employers getting away with hiring illegal aliens, abusing them, and paying them wages a dog couldn’t eat on.
5 ) Too many Wall Streeters making money by trading off American livelihoods.
6 ) Too many media moguls slanting everything to benefit their bottom line instead of doing their jobs of reporting unslanted news.
7 ) Too many stupid laws that concern things best left up to the individual.
8 ) Too many good laws being ignored and violated because it pays somebody’s bottom line.
9 ) Criminals walking around free with open access to guns and explosives while law-abiding citizens are denied the right to carry weapons.
10 ) Too much focus by elected officials on getting re-elected instead of doing their jobs.
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I just saw this Facebook ad: “A story chronicling the college years of a young woman as she struggles to distinguish love from lust.” I am just laughing my **** off. So young women today don’t know the difference between love and lust? Really? You can’t tell when it’s your pheromones kicking that’s getting you “hot” versus when it’s your heart and mind that truly admires and desires to be with someone forever? That’s really sad. But, then, I suppose that’s been true of a lot of girls and women who put sex as high on their list of priorities versus friendship. Here’s a hint: marry your best friend…after living together for a few years, of course, to make sure the relationship really is a “forever” thing. And don’t have kids until that marriage has made it without them for a solid five years.
Since my injury in a car accident last year effectively ended my ability to teach martial arts to anyone less than at least a black belt who owns the necessary discipline and self-control, I’ve had the freedom to pursue my own art without a thought to “the next lesson.” It’s wonderful–the freedom to go full out…now that the doctors have released me to do so. I’m still working my way back, but it’s so freeing to be able to concentrate fully on my own center, my own essence, my own art. And the sword–I’ve picked that back up, too, though not when there’s anyone about. Today, dwelling in movement in moment, there came that unity of self with environment that I so thrill to–an awareness in self stillness where all sound and movement, my own and nature’s, blend and unify–the sound and movement of the grasses as the wind rustles each blade in chorused unison, my own movement and inner being completely harmonized within. An absolute self immersion within Way. I look forward to more and deeper stillness of being–deeply moving, silent, still–and I look forward without ever again having to give thought to student needs. I think teaching sacrifices too much. Better to be and do.
“I wish you wouldn’t do that.”
Those words come often to my ears from others–particular others–others who wish I didn’t speak my mind, others who wish I didn’t post my honest thoughts about life, humans, and the world. These “others” are, to a body, very adept at not speaking their minds, not posting their thoughts, and at hiding their feelings on any given matter under palliative grunts and meaningless obfuscating verbiage…except around me. In a word, when it comes to speaking their true thoughts on something to someone who might not agree or like what they have to say, they’re wimps, one and all, preferring to let everyone think them in agreement.
Well, that’s not me, not my way–never has been, never will be. I’m the fresh air girl. I’m the “expose the mildew to the sunshine” person. I’m a believer that, when it comes to honesty about things I find to be important, say it straight and right out loud.
Now, that doesn’t mean that I think that some troglodyte with an I.Q. down in the 30’s needs to hear that they’re dumber than a fence post. However, when someone has the capacity to understand and comprehend, then, yes, they should be told the truth. It doesn’t have to be done cruelly, not unless they themselves deserve such treatment (Can you say ‘Palin’?). It does need to be said, though, especially when not saying something will result in further destructive behavior. To do less is a disservice to them, oneself, and to the world, in my opinion.
So, we don’t see eye to eye on this subject. But then we don’t see eye to eye on my hanging out undergarments to dry on the line, either. They think it’s embarrassing. I think it’s perfectly fine, not in the front yard, perhaps, but certainly in one’s own backyard. I mean, gee, everybody (of the right sex) wears bras, and absolutely everybody does wear underwear…or at least most do, right? I’m sure we’ve all seen these items before…in the stores, at least, true? So what’s so embarrassing?
Oddly enough, these same folks, and there are truly several I deal with regularly, don’t have a problem with me hanging out sexy lingerie, go figure. It’s the brassieres and underwear they have a problem with. It’s the honest opinions and sometimes controversial, even antagonizing, thoughts I speak they want muted.
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So, do tell me, spammers: what does hair style info have to do with premium hotel rooms? Or, for that matter, what does replacing windows have to do with cosmetic hair removal info? Or…oh, never mind. I realize you’ve not got a clue. I just find a quick content check what the spam filters siphon off the server to be hilariously ludicrous.
Ξ May 8th, 2010 | → Comments Off | ∇ Thoughts on the Fly |
While driving yesterday evening at twilight, a pedestrian cloaked in a blue hoodie, face obscured, promenaded herself into and across a busy intersection without even a glance to check if, maybe, she might be stepping into harm’s way. She simply expected everyone to see her and stop, regardless of how much she blended with the pavement and encompassing darkness or how close their car was to where she unexpectedly launched herself into the street. RUDE. And dangerous. She could very well have wound up gravely injured or dead while ruining the life of whoever could have hit her.
I have a low tolerance for attitudes of entitlement.
I just finished reading an article about the deaths of a couple of teens, one an 18-year-old, who were killed in an explosion of an oil tank. The White and Byrd families are wailing about their kids being killed, kids who were not only trespassing, but acting irresponsibly on someone else’s property. And now, of course, the families are suing.
First off, what kind of family allows their sons (or daughters) to trespass on a next-door neighbor’s property? (Next door, mind you, within sight and hearing of their own home.) And who are they to allow their kids to run about with guns, four-wheelers, cigarette lighters, booze, and what-have-you to commit mayhem to the local flora and fauna and to destroy private property?
“Local teenagers told the police that the unfenced, unguarded property and other oil tank sites were popular hangouts for partying, shooting deer, riding four-wheelers and smoking cigarettes.”
And, I wonder, what else were these kids doing? We don’t need much imagination to guess.
Well parents, it’s the Darwin Awards for your dead offspring. You bred and raised boys who had no respect for anything or anyone, so it’s your fault they’re dead, not the neighbor property owner. You see, it is NOT okay for your kids to go onto someone else’s property to do whatever they damn well want to, to shoot off firearms and/or kill animals, tear up the land with off-road vehicles, start fires, and, generally, get into mischief. It IS, parents, your responsibility to teach and then enforce appropriate conduct and, yes, respect for both private and public property. If it ain’t yours, what are you or your offspring doing there, violating it?
I found it typical that the mom of one of the boys got herself a tattoo with a black Christian cross to commemorate her dead son. (At least she got it in the appropriate color.) I found it equally typical that at least one of the now dead hooligans was a football player, a segment of the juvenile (and adult) population, heartily encouraged by parents, relatives, and peers, who are notorious for bad behavior, bringing to our society the worst examples of bullying, arrogance, and pampered privilege–the “I’ll do what I want and get away with it, too, cuz I’m a stud, see” crowd.
I guess the British Tories are a bit upset about one of their members, one Sir Nicholas Winterton, expressing his dislike of standard class travel as opposed to first class travel. Here’s the quote from the NYTimes on what he said:
“Sir Nicholas declared in a radio interview, speaking about the relative ghastliness of people in standard-class train cars. ‘There’s lots of children, there’s noise, there’s activity. I like to have peace and quiet when I’m traveling.’”
And they say that he’s put his “posh foot” in his mouth. Really? Um, there’s nothing worse, in my opinion, that being surrounded by rude, loud people who haven’t a clue that they should keep themselves and their children quiet, well-mannered, and well-behaved when in public, whether that’s on a train, on a plane, on a bus, in a car, in a restaurant, in the park, or anywhere else, thank you. I’m in full agreement with Sir Nicholas. I prefer peace and quiet, too, not screaming kids, blabbering people, blasting music, and people in constant motion, spilling their food and drinks on me and everyone else without a thought to how their actions discomfit me and others.
The majority of people are, as Sir Nicholas said, “a totally different type of people.” They’re rude and could care less that their public brashness makes others unwilling to share the same public space. Public shouldn’t mean cacophony, chaos, and jostling. Public should mean well-mannered and reserved, respecting the space and sensibilities of others around you.
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