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I am not an opptimist. I don't consider myself to be a pessimist, either-- I know, I know, who does, right? Thing is, I try, very hard, to look at reality, even if it's dark, and to look at it clearly; hence I've always said I was a cynical realist. My way of looking at the world fits with my depressive tendencies, surely, but we can't divorce our perspective from ourselves-- we are our perspectives. That simple thing might be the only thing we do know about the way our brains work: we are our perspectives. This past month has been pretty shitty world-wide. People are being massacred in Syria ; free speech was thrown in prison in Russia ; elected officials claim degrees of rape here in the US; Roman Catholics got a glimpse of paedophilia apologies yesterday, because the kids were asking for it ; the GOP is lying through their teeth to get elected ; people are starving ; earthquake and tsunami warning (since cancelled, thankfully) in Indonesia ; flooding and hu...

A friend of mine posted this link on Facebook over the weekend. It's a tear-jerker, only because how many times have you have one of those days, where all you really needed was a hug? If you're having a day like that, go here, get a hug!

Should I send my family members warning letters? I mean, my politics are soooooo far to the left of them, that they would probably have a heart attack if they knew I didn't vote Republican, let alone that I'm a Socialist. Over the weekend, I got a Facebook message from my Grandmother. Funny enough, in a "yeah, I know what the hell's going on here" my cousin, who I haven't seen or spoken to in about 15 years "friended" me too. So I said yes to her. I'm waiting for that "unfriending". "[E], please be my friend on FB. I love and miss you. Please comment to me.....Granny" This is the woman who is a missionary to fair-goers; who doesn't understand the first thing about her religion except for "Only Indie, Fundie Baptists go to heaven"; this is the woman who called my Dad son, and yet abused him when her daughter lost her mind. This is the woman, who supported, and helped hide the affair my mother had before she ...

Warning: This one meanders a little, and flips between Pussy Riot in Russia, and Syria without much to warn of the topic change. I believe the free speech situation in Russia and the revolution in Syria are both important to think about, and work to resolve. I'm a little bit ranty. Pussy Riot has been all over the news, world wide. Last week three members of the revolutionary, political-feminist band was sentenced to two years in a prison work camp. These women basically stormed the church, and used the altar to perform a "punk prayer". They are artists, in my opinion, who use their art as a way of exposing the bad things in their country's political process-- much the way artists have always done. They are called "dissidents" at times, but I don't think that's quite the right word. While yes, they do are a group of "persons who oppose official policy, especially that of an authoritarian state" and are "in opposition to the offic...

Warning: This one meanders, a lot! It might be really boring, or confusing if you're not well-versed in the minutia of evangelical Christianity and their reverence for pastors. I'm sorry, I tried to make it as clear as I could, but some things you just have to be exposed to, to fully understand. I hope this blog isn't terribly rambling and boring. It's also kinda snarky, but that isn't much of a surprise, I'm sure.   So, I woke up this morning with the usual fog in my head. I'm not a morning person, much more of a night owl, and so waking up is not a strong point for me-- unless I'm waking up naturally, at which point it's probably 10ish, so my brains are much more amenable to the whole "thinking" thing that they are supposed to do. This morning, though, and I mean Right Now, my brains are still not awake-- they just have the weirdest thoughts thinking in there. I must have dreamt about it, but I don't remember. [So, thank the dig...

Trigger Warning: This blog deals with rape, a politicians attempt at rape apology as a reason to outlaw abortion and the idea that only good girls get raped by strangers jumping out at them. Of course it's bullshit, and I treat it as such; however, it might be triggering for some people who have been through a sexual assault. I don't want to cause your healing to stop, or regress, so you might want to skip this one. It meanders a bit, too. Topics like this are hard for me to deal with in a linear way, as they touch on the very core of who and what being female, a woman and human means. I am almost 35 and still trying to figure that out for myself, so I can't expect to be able to explain it properly for anyone else. As always, you can get help from RAINN , SNAP , or the Hotline . You can also Google "rape survivor resources" and find myriad links to people who have been through it, and who want you to come out the other side, too.  I spent the weekend doing ...

Trigger Warning: This one meanders badly. I tried some editing, and moving things around, and I think I saved the flavour of the blog but was unable to make it more linear. I touch on abortion, mothers, and unconditional love. This might be triggering for anyone who a mother who resented them. I don't want to trigger any bad feelings or thoughts, so if you're one of the millions of us who had a mother who didn't want you, you may want to skip this one. As always, if you're in need of someone to talk to, there is help out there! Please don't think you're all alone; you aren't. You know, I wasn't going to write this one. I've been trying not to write too many intense things too close together. It seems to be hard on my mental health. But this blog keeps bouncing around in my head, trying to get out, so I guessed I needed to put fingers to keyboard, and get it down. It stems from two different things I read-- two that don't go together in a way...

No, this blog isn't about profanity, or words that cause offence to the listener. This blog isn't about whether fuck, cunt, asshole, prick or cocksucker are even insulting, or profane.* I don't really care if you think fuck is worse then asshole, but not as bad as cunt. I never did understand the accepted hierarchy of curse words, to be honest. I don't think fuck is a bad word at all, it's a perfectly good word-- so is cunt-- it's how you use the word that can be mean, or expressive. click to enlarge No, today I've finally gotten around to writing about this list of words I found on Alternet . It's a list of words that the government keeps an eye out for, online,-- you know, Patriot act, and terrorism and all. Reading this list made me want to compose a poem, maybe sonnet style, using these words.I never did get up the initiative , but here's a rambling look into my facilities . Take a good look at this list. Just the first section: Domestic ...