privilege: not only for males. (or: father's rights, part 1.)
Posted on 1:50 PM, under father's rights, men's rights
Parental alienation is child abuse. The sole custody model is first stage parental alienation. Ipso facto, the sole custody model is child abuse.
random thoughts, part 2
Posted on 12:33 PM, under attn 2 readers, books, fandom, men's rights, my sucky life, random thoughts, United States of Tara
- On March 22, 2010: season 2 of United States of Tara starts. And, Holy Hell I cannot wait.
- On the Oscars: I have no idea, I didn't watch them.
- On what I'm currently reading: The God Delusion. No, sweetie, I have not finished it.
- On the next posts: I'm planning on writing about men's rights and why men aren't as privileged as some would love you to think.
- On infrequency of posts, starting tomorrow: not that anyone cares, other than my two readers (... is it sad that I wish I could say "hi, mum!"?). But seeing as my research-dissertation-wagamamathingie has me on a chokehold, I'll keep posting to a minimum for the next couple of weeks.
on language: AH FOR CRYING OUT LOUD. FREAKING JESUS CHRIST ON A FREAKING POGO STICK.
Posted on 6:00 PM, under freaking jesus christ on a freaking pogo stick, language fascism, whiny people
person 1: Maybe hate isn’t the right word for this particular billboard. How about “Billboard of Crazy”?
person 2: I beg your pardon, those of us with actual mental illness don’t appreciate being used as everyone’s metaphor for violent irrationality.
I am surprised that stupid people's use of the Internet has not given me a stupidity-induced aneurysm yet. But let's dissect this, shall we?
My friend Merriam-Webster has this to say about the meaning of crazy:
1 a : full of cracks or flaws 2 a : mad, insane
b (1) : impractical (2) : erratic
c : being out of the ordinary : unusual 3 a : distracted with desire or excitement
b : absurdly fond : infatuated
c : passionately preoccupied : obsessed
Saying something is crazy doesn't, as you can see, automatically mean it's a synonym for mentally ill. It might not even be meant as something offensive. Likewise for ableist words like lame, idiot, insane, and ... seriously, it's going to come to a point where even walking and brain are going to become ableist words. Freaking pearl-clutchers.
Why be so knickers-in-a-bunch about language? Words are as offensive as the person that says them means them to be. Calling a kid retarded could very well mean acknowledging said kid's profound mental retardation, without the intention to insult. And calling that board crazy could very well mean calling it impractical, as opposite to comparing it to bipolar disorder or schizophrenia. It could be very, very far away from meaning to insult people with mental illnesses.
You'd be surprised by the amount of mentally ill people that do not give a crap when something's called crazy or insane. Just like many LGBTA aren't offended by fag, queer, homo, dyke, and the like. With chants like "we're queer, we're here", and movements like "mad pride", it's surprising to stumble into posts like the one above, or comments like this:
LAME? Cringe. Oh, my. I couldn't possibly let that one slide.
I've called cigarettes fags for as long as I can remember. And not once, not one single fucking time, have I been scolded by my gay friends. Because they're the sort that would rather campaign to have equal rights regarding marriage and adoption, that bitch about how much calling a cigarette a fag hurts them.
Social-justiceists, pick your fight: you can fight how people speak, or you can try and open people's minds and maybe change the way they think and thus make an actual difference. What's it going to be?
Roman Polanski is a sex offender. makes kickass movies, also.
Posted on 4:27 PM, under Roman Polanski, sexual abuse
Then I seriously gave it some thought. I remembered how I've always held up that there are many facets to everyone's personalities. How closely they're intertwined, or if they influence one another, depends greatly on the person.
To be frank, as much as I dislike the guy for what he did to Samantha Geimer, it has nothing to do with the fact that he makes great films I enjoy. And the fact that I enjoy his films has nothing to do with my wanting him to pay for what he did to Samantha Geimer.
this just in: sex with someone coerced into prostitution illegal ... in the future.
Posted on 7:05 AM, under prostitution, the hell?
On 1 April 2010, it will become an offence to pay for sex with someone who has been forced, threatened, exploited or otherwise coerced or deceived into providing the sexual services by someone else, who has engaged in such conduct for gain. If convicted of the offence you could face a fine of up to £1,000, a court summons and a criminal record, and risk having your name mentioned in newspapers. It will be no defence for a person to say that they did not know the prostitute was being forced or threatened.
The key objectives of the strategy are to:
challenge the view that street prostitution is inevitable and here to stay achieve an overall reduction in street prostitution improve the safety and quality of life of those communities affected by prostitution
random thoughts, part 1
Posted on 7:33 AM, under blogging, Desperate Housewives, fandom, LGBTA, random thoughts, sexual abuse, Twitter
- On Twitter: seriously, if you use it to log every thing that happens in your life (and by every thing, I mean every-single-freaking thing)? Um, I'll assume you haven't left your room for like, a week. And that's kinda not good and certainly not positive in my Book.
- On Desperate Housewives: for a long time, I thought, "hey, this needs a bit more lesbians". What surprised me, in the most pleasant way: Katherine's storyline.
I've always believed sexuality is something more fluid than we dare to believe. So to see a woman in her middle-late fourties/early fifties having such a radical change in her sexuality and facing coming out ... a bit different than your usual storyline, don't you think? - On safe spaces, and discussion in said spaces: they cancel each other out, period. If you want a smart, well-rounded discussion, you have to look at both sides of the coin. And chances are, feathers will be ruffled and emotions triggered. So any "discussion" that takes place in a "safe space": pity-party or echo-room. Your call. But a discussion, it ain't.
- On blogging: currently planning a post about the Roman Polanski sexual abuse case. Possibly discussing disablism/disabled activism in the near future.
- On Conniving and Sinister: and also, this is valid for most sitcoms - if you have to include a laugh track, it's not as funny as you think.