Monday, November 27, 2006
Sometimes I come across posts or comment threads that I desperately want to participate in, even knowing full well that it would be a recipe for disaster.
Sometimes I am more-or-less successful in resisting the urge.
Now would be one of those more successful times.
Instead of jumping into my asbestos longjohns and refueling my Incineratron 2000 Roast-O-Matic flamethrower, I thought I'd clap my hands over my ears and say "I'M NOT LISTENING I'M NOT LISTENING MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB LITTLE LAMB LITTLE LAMB" etc, like Winona Ryder in "Heathers".
Rather than dwell on all the things that are making me cranky this morning, I think I'll share my holiday wishes list, and invite others to do the same.
Some holiday wishes are for Queen Me-Me-ME. Some are for loved ones. Some are for strangers. But they are all offered to the Universe in a spirit of hopeful optimism and goodwill toward Class Human.
in a perfect world, under my own personal Selfish Bitch Tree, I'd love to see:
* a sewing machine
* a dog who needs a home
* the book "Big Girl Knits" so I can finally knit some sweaters that don't strangle
* middle-eastern dance lessons that I can walk to or bus to
* kitchen scrapers of all shapes, sizes and purposes
* a new flipper
* silicone bakeware
* a mixmonster. a big pink mixmonster.
* big giant rhinestone-y hairclips, the more ridiculously godawful and ornate and pointlessly rococco the better
and for others, I wish for:
* easy finals for all the college students I know
* cooperative relatives
* time to hang out and feel all holiday-cheerful with people who don't think you suck
* time to feel sad and grieve as you need to, if you need to, without feeling pressured
* the courage to face houseguests even though you haven't scrubbed all your floors with a toothbrush
* enough money and/or creativity to give awesome gifts to your loved ones without the process leaving you feeling stretched to your very limit
* the luxury of a minute's peace and quiet
and if you, blogosphere, don't approve of this post? think it's too materialistic and consumer-y? think it ignores all the pain and suffering in the world? think my wishes are shallow and unenlightened?
It probably is. it probably does. they probably are. but at least I'm not screaming. and for that, consider y'allselves lucky.
should i even ask which threads?...nah.
yer comin' up to NY sometime in December, right? that's -my- wish.
yeah - a convergence on NY is definitely in order.
but I need both scrapers and flippers.
Please tell me which threads? Pleeeeease? I promise not to comment on them.
because then I wouldn't need a dog or a sewing machine or anything else on that list.
seriously- there's no hierarchy of wishes. and I'm not actually expecting anything, except maybe scrapers.
and, I mean, wishes are almost by definition non-realistic. so it's not like I've got my heart set.
If it's somewhere else i -might- be persuaded to look; if it's their own, i know i shouldn't bother.
and this one here - http://witchywoo.wordpress.com/2006/11/25/friday-ramblings/
and the usual feeding frenzy that is the Twistyverse.
I feel bad even saying anything.
I feel like I'm talking behind someone's back, which I HATE and try never to do. But responding on the actual threads is a fool's errand, as I've found out time and time again. so I'm all raged up and nowhere to go.
I also fear that my participation in those threads at Witchy's caused her to somehow lose face with people she may respect, and I never meant for that to happen.
crap. now I feel worse than when I started.
So at a certain point? Eh, fuck 'em. You're allowed to wish for stuff for yourself. It doesn't negate anything else, like wanting the starving multitudes not to starve. But sometimes, you just want some nice new cookware, for fuck's sake. And there is nothing wrong with that.
Almost all the feminists blogs have now been taken over by pornography and prostitution positive women. This is not new eh? Heart and Luckynkl. We old feminists have seen it over and over and over again.
You know how to party, Pony! Keep it coming!
Pony, I’ve noticed, too, how so many of the feminist blogs are now dominated by pro-porn “sex positive” so-called people
So-called people!! Ya see that? I'm not a person - I'm a so-called person!
Word verification reads "youdnce" I am sure it's referring to me, and not to you.
they can go and boil their addled little heads, really.
i'm just sorry Volsunga's offline. it'd be quite a movement if the true believers, the -real- feminists end up being the likes of dino chick and pony and twisty's sycophants, wouldn't it?
and in general--again: if yer gonna be "my way or the highway," then fine, but don't be surprised when most people opt for the highway. you can see it as a sign of how decadent and unthinking and awful most of the world is, if you like. "my or way or the highway" is good for that. so nu, huddle together ever-closer and lick your wounds. bemoan the encroaching corruption at every turn. it's pretty much what Heart used to do anyway, isn't it? i thinkmabe some of the others, too. just a slightly different flavor is all.
"for narrow is the way, and strait is the gate."
yes; and instead of sinners and the devil (and the deep blue sea), it's the evil pornstitution industry and its blinded supporters. and the good news is that we can be redeemed, but only if we only repent and convert, right? and just admit, just -confess- that we're only doing such-and-so because the devil i mean the patriarchy made us do it. and purify, purify, purify. oh yeah: and pleasure, being independent, -disagreeing,- is selfish, very selfish indeed.
thanks, but no.
-primarily,- i'm not pro-porn. i'm not even sex-pos. primarily. you know how i ID now? "anti-cult." "pro-sanity."
that has a lot of applications, really.
crap. now I feel worse than when I started>
Sweetie. Chill. You're fine. They suck. It's okay to get angry. It's okay to wish terrible things upon Some Peoples' heads. It's okay to want things for your very self. You're human. And a damn good one. I get where you're coming from, but please don't let them turn all that crap inward again. That's old shit. You don't need that shit. You've had more than your share of shit. You canNOT reach some of these people, and that's that. Their loss for not appreciating you. Fortunately, they're in the minority there. Seriously.
Witchy's a big girl, antip. You're not responsible for her; nor she for you.
I love word verification divination. it's kind of like that thing where you're listening to the radio and the song that comes on is -exactly- (or okay, sort of) related to whatever's on your mind?
not that anyone here is a dnce.
so what's on everyone else's holiday wish list?
you know scrapers come in all sorts of different types now? rubber, plastic, heat-resistant silicone, modern hi-tech space age materials...what brave new world.
(some Weird Al movie, UHF, was it? also: Gandhi 2: He's Back and He's Mad.
"Give me a steak, medium-rare!")
Totally. Volsunga/ Sofie is a hugely committed feminist who's done loads of work promoting women's rights in the UK National Union of Students (NUS). I saw her at a recent pro-choice event, so luckily her recent blogosphere experiences haven't put her off feminism.
What REALLY pissed me off about that thread was the people accusing Sofie of being a man, when 2 seconds' googling would have proved conclusively that she wasn't. Do they have any idea how arrogant it is to build a picture of someone based entirely on prejudice and not on reality?
Calling another woman 'as thick as a stack of pressboard' is just SO feminist.
that is, calling yourself a feminist and what is it now? wearing high heels? makes. you. a.
suck my five inch stiletto, you malignant narcissist, i've so beyond had it. no, really.
When was this? I've only seen volsunga participating in relatively productive discussions--although those were a while back.
Oh, and world peace, too. And some books.
But also lingerie.
And don't even get me started about the stripper pole we'll be installing when the GDBF and I move in together next March/April.
Jay's cartoon never seemed so apt.
*lurking at aformentioned sites*
*going tsk tsk*
MMMMM. Although, since I want a girly drink, that must also make me I'm a gender-traitor and a knob-polishing tool of the patriarchy.
Veronica, I'm really glad you commented here. I feel very happy about that.
Rooty - wouldn't it be fun to write the little description of the Rubber Doober for the Xandria Catalog?
"this top-quality latex Doober is ready to stir your batter!" or some nonsense.
Word verification: fvyec. I think there might be an unspoken "bitch" after that though.
Me, I just got through the first 50,000-odd words of this year's lesbian urban fantasy* novel with hardly any porn to speak of, and the Ongoing Kefluffle may just be inspiring me to correct for that moving forward. One does what one must for the Balance, like.
*I'm a Whedon feminist; I refuse to let the fact that I'm a big hairy male keep me from making feminist, but relentlessly cool, Art. Plus I think tough smart chicks are hot.
uncharacteristically for me, i'm gonna be charitable and assume there's a comma missing there (i.e. "so-called 'sex positive').
"so-called people" is pretty funny, though.