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| Monday, November 9th, 2009 | | 10:55 am |
When I realise I'm in a discussion with a pro-life, or pro-life-minded, person, one thing I sometimes try to do is to explain my views by talking about how different people live in different circumstances. "If I found out the foetus had Down Syndrome, I would have it!" I explained last night. "Maybe I would like some time to prepare for getting through the kid's heart surgery, though," (discussion had come up re: amnio tests) "But I think I would have it. My sister, however, is disabled [sister would never use those words but hey, reality], and she has told me she doesn't think she would. She couldn't do long-term care for a child needing it if she was physically infirm, or dead, and she doesn't want anyone she loves to ever go into any sort of care facility. [actually I hope she does know I'd take her kids if she couldn't care for them...] So you see how different people with different circumstances but similar ideals might come to different decisions? (And how you shouldn't be such a judgmental fucktard when you're not the one making those moral decisions?)" "Does your sister wish your parents aborted her?" ...OH WOW MAN YOU TOTALLY JUST BLEW MY MIND!!!!!!!!!!!!! | | Saturday, November 7th, 2009 | | 1:04 pm |
(And of course, my father will still rant about gay characters being unnecessary, because shouldn't gay people be able to identify with straight characters just fine, and shut up and behave already? Once he was ranting about this, and my sister tried to explain, saying, "Well, maybe you just don't know what it feels like. I mean, you don't identify with any oppressed minority, do--" "--Left-handed!" ... He still didn't get it.) | | 1:02 pm |
When I was younger, the lol-gay! gags in TV shows were some of the only stuff I really had to get by with. I knew that the explicit idea of those two men flirting was that it was so wacky, everyone should laugh! But I assumed that, like me, everyone else was just pretending to find it amusing, but secretly, cloistering away that tiny moment in the sea of non-representation. I don't really know why I assumed this, because I didn't assume everyone else was queer, but then, I didn't really assume I was queer. It never really occurred to me that there could be actual, realistic representations of actual homosexuality to 'get by with' instead, so I always felt privately defensive of gay gags when someone in my family would get irritated about it. Of course, these days, when the fight for wider representation is front-and-centre, it's still an opportunity for giggles amongst the ultra-aware folk. "And now, men making out to the Benny Hill theme tune!" | | Thursday, November 5th, 2009 | | 8:17 pm |
Looking up left-handed fiddler crabs, learning about "the" placebo effect, reading emails from the family, buggering about with the computer and pausing to listen to a whopper of a storm come in. Feeling pretty fanshmabulous. | | Sunday, October 25th, 2009 | | 10:56 pm |
Sometimes I am surprised at how incredibly awesome my family is. | | Monday, October 5th, 2009 | | 11:14 am |
You know what curtains? I put up with your bull most of the time. Do most people freak out and throw things around the room on breezy days? No. I try to take all the rap for your misbehaviour, restraining you with strings and window frames when you are bad. But it is a month until exams. If you knock my water bottle over my notes again, I will fire you, curtain. You think another employer will put up with your bull? | | Saturday, October 3rd, 2009 | | 4:48 pm |
I accepted and understood people saying, "There's nothing really wrong with homosexuality, but I still felt disappointed when my daughter told me she was a lesbian", but now I can empathise. My brother is straight. | | Monday, September 21st, 2009 | | 8:23 pm |
1 - Australian summer 2 - Assessment due I have introduced the two, but they still refuse to make friends. | | Sunday, September 20th, 2009 | | 5:11 pm |
When the last ten letters you've written have been Amnesty letters, certain formatting standards will settle in. That's understandable. All the same, it's probably not the best idea to sign a letter to your grandmother with your full name. | | Monday, September 7th, 2009 | | 10:31 pm |
When I was four years old, I realised that characters in books I read always had a running, first-person monologue as their internal thoughts. I didn't think in words but realised this was what everyone else did, so I made myself think in words. Apparently this is a necessary part of cognitive development that all children have to go through in order to be capable of advancing to more abstract thinking, and occurs at around two or three years of age, so, um, I guess I'm a mutant? And I also guess it would have ended up happening anyway; nonetheless by the age of ten I really regretted having forced myself to think in words rather than the way I had before. Thinking about an overly optimistic person - one who was capable of expressing these thoughts without being a self-righteous sort of Pollyanna - I accidentally ended up forcing myself into this overtly optimistic mindset six months ago, and now, I just can't stop finding the positives (in my own life, at least). Oddly enough, I don't really mind it. I ended up with the sort of menstrual cramping that makes your head swim and your face feel hot and empty (not to mention the pain that makes you think you can't sit, or kneel, or hunch, or stand) over dinner. Over dinner. How the fuck can I complain when it happened during my dinner, which I get every single night? | | Sunday, August 16th, 2009 | | 8:55 pm |
I've been reading up on the cochlear implant controversy, mostly from the perspective of the Deaf communities of a few different countries. Anyway, it's all very complicated, and very removed from my own life and perspective, so all the little judgments I make as I read about it are as an outsider. I've also been trying to struggle through a new, mathetmatical-ish way of representation for a particular subject at university, which is always a bit annoying because you have to put an amount of time into KNOWING the system rather than just BEING AWARE OF IT (and being capable to recall it - after a moment's hemming and ha-ing.) Add to that my brain hurting, reading about immunology. What's really fun is when you have an opinion, and then someone else expresses it perfectly for you, so you just need to say, "What they said." Anyway, this video describes my position on a number of issues, very well. | | Wednesday, August 12th, 2009 | | 12:20 am |
I'm watching my first anime. Maybe one day I will be a full-fledged weeaboo. Until then: episode 25 of Death Note, WHAT THE FLYING FUCK WAS THAT?! | | Thursday, June 18th, 2009 | | 7:10 pm |
For anyone who'd want to answer: How would you define/explain the word "famous"? An ESL student asked me today and I'm pretty sure she didn't quite understand when I explained. (Understood enough to complete her task, but...) | | Monday, June 15th, 2009 | | 10:41 am |
So there's a bit of wank going on about Beccah Beushausen/ "April's Mom"'s fake baby April, born despite hideous malformations, indeed a testament to the wondrous spirit of God, and a reason that all women in such situations should also be forced to stay pregnant and give birth to dying babies. Except, of course, that this was fake baby April. A while ago, there was a website called "Stop My Abortion", setting the challenge that a - I can't afford this baby b - If I could afford it, I would have it c - Pro-lifers should put their money where their mouth is and give donations so I can have the baby. There were some humorous posts about what pro-lifers like to do with foetuses, and after about six months, the blogger (suspected by many to actually be a dude) posted a picture of dolls' legs sticking out from a trolley, smeared with fake blood or possibly strawberry jam. Point being, the picture was much more obviously fake than "April's Mom"'s picture of sweet baby April - though I am sure, in both cases, that people could be fooled into thinking it was real. (Beccah Beushausen was just a lot smarter about it.) Of course Beccah Beushausen is now trying to claim that okay, the story isn't actually true, but it's based on a true story and that makes it okay, while bloggety-blog-face (if my memory of this is correct) told people who suggested that asking for donations on a false premise is actually, you know, illegal, that those who donated felt good doing so and so they got exactly what they wanted for their dollar. Again, weak, and definitely weaker than "April's Mom"'s defense that hosting ads/accepting gifts isn't actually illegal. (I guess I'd find the "Stop my abortion" thing interesting and informative if someone found a way to perpetrate a similar hoax, without actually defrauding people of money. I'm not sure how, though, because someone saying "I would give you a hundred dollars" is very rarely any real indication of what would actually happen, and even if you give money back at the end, that's more of a plea bargain than negating the original crime - a bit like Sylvia Browne defrauding people, but giving some of the money to charity, so doesn't that make it all okay? (Answer: no.)) ANYWAY. Legality aside (ho ho), the part I found interesting with the stop my abortion thing, while it was going on (and I can't find any web links or records of this, so I'm working from memory) was the number of comments saying, "We are an infertile Christian couple, and we will adopt your baby!" The number of people who find this a selfless offer really astounds me. "I can't have kids, and I'd do anything to fucking adopt a baby, and hey, I'll adopt your baby, so don't have an abortion" doesn't strike me as being the most selfless argument ever, really. (Or the number of discussions I've heard/read that suggests the fact that some random, infertile stranger can't have kids, means you should be the sacrificial holder for their precious miracle, and put those strangers' desire for a baby above your own needs ... how 'bout fuck no?) My great-grandparents, grandparents, and parents, all are/were spendthrifts, and for this reason, we have a large collection of antique furniture serving as - you know, actually functional furniture - both at our home and at our business. Occasionally a customer will recognise some of the antiques at work for what they are, and ask very casually, "Do you want to get rid of that old chair?", or "I could take that old furniture off your hands." What a selfless offer! Thank you, sir! | | Sunday, June 14th, 2009 | | 9:30 pm |
Fuck yes
Home-grown crazy, an affiliate of more crazy bastards.My favourite part?: Being of sound mind, heart and spirit, we each declare the following to be true:
• We have no intention of ending our own lives.
• We will not tolerate suppression of our truths, our ideas, our freedoms, or our work.
• We stand together to support others in the expression of truths and freedom to speak out... no matter how radical those ideas may seem.
• Standing for freedom takes courage; together we shall be strong in the face of all odds.
• If it is ever claimed that we have committed suicide, disappeared, been institutionalized, or sold out financially or in any other way to self-interested factions, we declare those claims false and fabricated.
• We testify, assert and affirm without reservation, on behalf of all those who have dedicated their lives to the ending of secrecy and the promotion of freedom of thought, ideas and expression... that we shall prevail.Cristian family adds: • We Do Not Have Multiple Personality DisordersWE'RE NOT CRAZY GOD DAMN IT!!!!! It's highly entertaining until you realise these people have children. | | 4:01 pm |
It's 4pm. The day's still young. The air is clean. I hear birds, and a football. But oh God, it's the start of finals week in Australia and I am about to commit suicide by consuming MY OWN FACE. | | Thursday, June 11th, 2009 | | 12:59 am |
| | Saturday, June 6th, 2009 | | 12:12 pm |
| | Monday, June 1st, 2009 | | 12:13 pm |
Oh, 53-day period. Hold me, love me, never let me go. I woke up this morning at a reasonable hour, fell asleep again for half an hour, and was rewarded in this half hour with a dream about my little brother's dislocated elbow, me holding him still while my mother snapped it back into place. I haven't actually spoken to him for more than a month, I think, and the last time I spoke to him it was to tell him that there were new pokemon games coming out. (He screamed in my ear for about ten minutes, then asked me to come home and play him through the caravan part of Twilight Princess.) | | Friday, May 22nd, 2009 | | 12:19 am |
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