Tag Archive: Hypocrisy

A thought has been running through my head over the past few days…

Why is is so hard for people to accept that someone else could be happy with their life? Why do they need to go out of their way to belittle the people around them, people they claim to care about? Just because one person doesn’t live the same way (different religions, jobs, hobbies, or pets, etc.), does that mean their life is any less valid, or good?

I’m sure I’ve been that person before. Inflating my ego because I can/choose to/get to do the things I want. I don’t like to be that person, but my mouth runs away on me sometimes. I get so excited about the cool stuff in my life, that I forget (or ignore) that I am privileged. I have a good life, but that doesn’t mean that you don’t, too. It just means that I have surrounded myself with people who are just as cool, if not more so.

So, all of us, I think, need to just take a moment before we cut someone down for not enjoying the same things, or living the same lifestyle, or keeping the same kinds of pets, as we do.
Just… take a moment before you tell someone that they are less of a person than you. You are not perfect. You are not the only one that matters. We are not beautiful and unique snowflakes.


What. The. Fuck?

I will truly never understand some people.


One of my freinds posted this to their Facebook wall. It’s an interesting read, to say the least.




I just don’t get it. I mean, I’m all for people wearing what they want. If someone (guy or gal) wants to wear a revealing costume, fine, that’s their thing.
My problem is that of the costumes available to women, the majority of them are slutty erm… “sexy”.
I’m sorry, but uh, sexy Bert, Ernie, Twixt bar? No. Slutty Ninja Turtle? I had a homemade TMNT costume that looked badass and was not revealing in the least. Granted, I was a kid, but it was soooo awesome. I could completely re-make that costume for my size now and still look good.

Again, I am not against sexy costuming (much like the blog’s author).
I would just like to see options that aren’t so skimpy.
Why can’t a sexy outfit feature pants? Or sleaves?
Halloween gets friggin’ cold up here in Minnesota. All of my childhood costumes were designed to fit over a snowsuit. I should at least be able to stay warm enough to keep my own nipples attached to their proper places.

So… because of this post, I did a quick Google image search for “Women’s Star Wars Costumes”.
This is what I got…. Nerd-girl rage.

I’m not upset about the sexy costumes or anything, but that red shirt makes me sad.


ETA: http://takebackhalloween.org/
Because it’s awesome.

One of my facebook friends posted this on her wall today, and I couldn’t help but agree with the sentiment.

“I wish my moderate Republican friends would simply be honest. They all say they’re voting for Romney because of his economic policies (tenuous and ill-formed as they are), and that they disagree with him on gay rights. Fine. Then look me in the eye, speak with a level clear voice, and say,” My taxes and take-home pay mean more than your fundamental civil rights, the sanctity of your marriage, your right to visit an ailing spouse in the hospital, your dignity as a citizen of this country, your healthcare, your right to inherit, the mental welfare and emotional well-being of your youth, and your very personhood.” It’s like voting for George Wallace during the Civil Rights movements, and apologizing for his racism. You’re still complicit. You’re still perpetuating anti-gay legislation and cultural homophobia. You don’t get to walk away clean, because you say you “disagree” with your candidate on these issues.”
— Doug Wright, Pulitzer and Tony Award winning playwright

I recently got into a debate – not an argument, surprisingly – with a friend of a friend over the whole thing. His agrument was “Where does it end?”. I’m sorry, but that’s a silly argument. Just because two adults of the same gender want to marry, that doesn’t mean that we’d let folks marry animals or children or lamps.

State-recognized marriage is a legal, civil contract between two consenting adults. It has nothing to do with any religion. If you want your church to also recognize your marriage, that’s fine too. The fact is that marriage is not solely a Christian institution. This is not a difficult concept.

On that note:
I understand that churches are exclusionary institutions, and may say no to couples wanting to marry for any number of reasons (my mother was denied becuase she was divorced from my father). So, I understand that a church would refuse to marry a couple because they were same-sex. I don’t have to agree with it, but that is their choice. The state cannot make them marry anyone.

I whole-heartedly agree.

Diary of a VirginWhore

This evening I was watching BBC4’s documentary on theories about what existed before the Big Bang (which, as the documentary reveals, may have been a slow inflation, a bouncing back of a shrunken universe, or the other end of a black hole.) A female scientist appeared on the documentary, expounding a theory which I barely understand. I had a sudden realisation that her career, theories, achievements, childhood, dreams, hobbies and relationships could be completely negated by the word “slut”.

Because that is what the word slut does. That is what it means – that no matter what you’ve achieved, no matter the nuances and complexities of your character and personality, what is really important is what you do in the bedroom. Your sex life trumps your work life, family life and social life. It trumps everything you’ve created, like essays, blogs, stories, art. You could have a black belt in…

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One of my Facebook peeps linked this blog entry, and I HAD to share it.

Even though I have many, many conservative friends that don’t subscribe to this line of thinking, there are still many out there that do. I suspect there are a few liberals out there, too. I don’t like to generalize folks, it’s not fair to the level-headed ones, but this kind of thinking needs to stop.
Right. F*ckin’. Now.


I was never very comfortable with Christianity. Sitting in church made me uncomfortable; the church-goers seemed like judgmental, overbearing people who would jump at the chance to call you a sinner, if only to feel self-righteous.

Like most Midwestern families, we followed family traditions whether we understood them or not. We did these things – church, family holidays, etc. – because, well, just because we had always done it like that. I attending confirmation classes from age 8 to 15, waiting as patiently as a child can to break free of the teachings of The Church. I did it, though, because I knew it would make my grandmother happy. Of all of her grandchildren, my siblings and I were the only ones to get any sort of religious “training”. We were the good kids.

It seemed funny to me that my instructors used the same passages to teach us year after year, conveniently glossing over the dozens of passages about rape, murder, and slavery inflicted by people claiming that they are following God’s path. These were the good guys.

These are some of the passages that have led me to doubt the words of so-called Christians:

“When you go out to war against your enemies and the LORD, your God, delivers them into your hand, so that you take captives, if you see a comely woman among the captives and become so enamored of her that you wish to have her as wife, you may take her home to your house.  But before she may live there, she must shave her head and pare her nails and lay aside her captive’s garb.  After she has mourned her father and mother for a full month, you may have relations with her, and you shall be her husband and she shall be your wife.  However, if later on you lose your liking for her, you shall give her her freedom, if she wishes it; but you shall not sell her or enslave her, since she was married to you under compulsion.”  Deuteronomy 21:10-14 NAB

When a man sells his daughter as a slave, she will not be freed at the end of six years as the men are.  If she does not please the man who bought her, he may allow her to be bought back again.  But he is not allowed to sell her to foreigners, since he is the one who broke the contract with her.  And if the slave girl’s owner arranges for her to marry his son, he may no longer treat her as a slave girl, but he must treat her as his daughter.  If he himself marries her and then takes another wife, he may not reduce her food or clothing or fail to sleep with her as his wife.  If he fails in any of these three ways, she may leave as a free woman without making any payment.   Exodus 21:7-11 NLT

They entered into a covenant to seek the Lord, the God of their fathers, with all their heart and soul; and everyone who would not seek the Lord, the God of Israel, was to be put to death, whether small or great, whether man or woman.
2 Chronicles 15:12-13 NAB

“Then I heard the LORD say to the other men, “Follow him through the city and kill everyone whose forehead is not marked.  Show no mercy; have no pity!  Kill them all – old and young, girls and women and little children.  But do not touch anyone with the mark.  Begin your task right here at the Temple.”  So they began by killing the seventy leaders.  “Defile the Temple!” the LORD commanded.  “Fill its courtyards with the bodies of those you kill!  Go!”  So they went throughout the city and did as they were told.”  Ezekiel 9:5-7 NLT

I could go on quoting scripture, but I won’t. This blog will be about my journey to finding a gentler spirituality.