Near the Old Man of Storr, Scotland I took this in 2004

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

It Takes a Village to Raise a Misogynist


Things I overheard today , the eve before my Federal Government decides whether abortion can, and should still be free and available to all women in Canada.

This first conversation snippet I overheard while at Rexall. There were 2 men and a woman, standing in an aisle holding a conversation. One of the men was talking at the top of his lungs:
“...Oh yeah, by the way, this is my wife.” She works for me.” The man who spoke had been talking for about 5 minutes before it dawned on him to vaguely mention “the wife”, no name, nothing else. Mind, she didn’t speak up either. Also notice the preposition he used, "for", not with.

“My wife works for me too” said the other caveman.
One of these two neanderthals, I don't know which, I was in another aisle, then went on to say he had children at home, and kept referring to them as his children, and how he looks after them or sees them when he gets home. I guess the wife of his who also works for him is exempt from “wife duties?” Could it be?

No, it’s just that men are very, very selfish. Men always talk about themselves, first. They see the world in terms of how it relates to them and their viewpoint.
“My kids, my wife…me, me me.”

Same store..while I was at the cash..the man manager to the female cashier:
“girl-managers, … we need to get the girls...”
 Me to the cashier: “He just said girl-manager, what about boy-manager?
Her: “Yeah, girls vs boys. There are some things that need heavy lifting, so…

I raised my eyebrows in disgust.

Earlier this evening I was watching stupid shows with heterosexual couples who want to buy houses. In the first show, the male provided the oooh so big, $15,000 down payment, and then said to the woman, who was purportedly his girlfriend, never “partner”, that he should make the decisions about what to put in the house because he had paid.
 She was upset, but did nothing. He  kept saying  he was happy to have a space for himself, in his new home. She kept trying to correct him, and get him to be inclusive, but really, if you have to correct someone and fucking remind them to value you, you've lost the plot!

The idiot man who was designing the house, put up black and white photos the caveman had taken on trips.The designer said he hadn't seen even one photo with the girlfriend in it, and still he put them up. She playfully punched her boyfriend, cuz she was real upset. Meanwhile the boyfriend complimented himself on his artistic skill. Wow!

What I want to know is, why do women stay? Why put up with a demented, barbaric, rude, and, lest we forget, selfish caveman? Why?

The next show, same idea, only this time said young, het couple were getting an $85, 000 down payment from the husband’s parents. Sounds ok. The problems?

The parents were very openly rude to their son’s wife, and their son had absolutely zero backbone. The parents were insulting their daughter-in-law in front of the son, and he’d keep quiet.
Again, I gotta ask, why the fuck would you stay?!!! Your spouse won’t stand up for you, and your in-laws are misogynist throw-backs. If you stay, you too have no spine.

“Abortion should always be free. Do not support motion M-312! Supporting it will erode Canada's image as a freedom-supporting, progressive nation. If you criminalize my right to choose, you will turn Canada into an oligarchy of misogyny”

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Another Fast

First, I gotta say, I hate " the new look" of Blogger.Why does everything have to always have a " new look". Clearly, people have too much time on their hands  and that's why they feel compelled  to mess with the old look that worked perfectly fine. Hotmail is forever doing this, a system I use at work as well. Why on earth can't these people leave well enough alone is what I'd like to know.

Anywho, here I am doing a(nother) fast...My last one was back in April, so 2011, and it was your bog-standard 24 hour lemon-honey-water fast.

I'm aiming for 30 hours-maybe 36, this time round. I'm not ready for 48 hours just yet. I'm at hour 25.5 now. This time I'm doing water only. I started with lime ( I have no lemons) honey and water. Then, moved on to water with a pinch of Himalayan salt in it.

Why add salt to water? Pure salt helps to pull toxins out of you, while helping your body to stabilize itself.

Here's a great link I found about the pros of using natural salt vs. the evil cons of using  processed "table salt"

Right now, I'm not  too hungry, but yesterday and last night were killer. So, what did I do? I  watched "Come Dine With Me", naturally!  I stayed up as long as I could, so I'd be really tired and sleep without feeling hungry. Kind of worked.

 Here's another interesting link all about Himalayan salt; how to use it, what's it's benefits are, and such like.

Right now, I'm closing in on 26 hours. I'll see how much longer I can go. I feel kind of lethargic, and it's a task to not focus on food.

Well, we'll see how I go, and more importantly, how I feel when I finish.
 A belated Shana Tova to all, and a pre-emptive Yom Kippur!

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

More rain blessings!

  I love the rain. The way the earth smells when everything gets wet always reminds me of camping!

It's pouring right now, and I got caught in it, and got pretty  drenched. 
A half an hour ago, on my way back from the dentist, which is when I got soaked, walking to the bus stop, I got on the bus with the same driver I had had heading to the dentist.   
The driver was Caribbean I think, but he had a soft voice, and his accent also sounded like it could have come from a west African nation too.  We greeted each other, and he asked how I was,I said "soaked"; he said "That's ok."  I figured he was busy, and didn't really care about my having got soaked, especially cuz he was dry. So, I persisted and added "My pants are completely wet."  Then he responded by saying 
" Now you are a blessed woman."

I thought about the profundity of that statement, and said, "It's true", thanked him and thought of Rain being a blessing, for Hawai'ian people, for many indigenous people, and how much more non-white people, often non-WASPs, specifically, know about the earth, and the magick of it.