I guess I'm feelin' a bit bloggy, so I'll write one. I was sittin' here on one of my unexpected days off (gotta love the job market, eh?), starting to feel a bit down, pessimistic about my life and all that. Why I'm not at the "place" I expected to be at my age, why I find myself associating with the same deadbeats and ne'er-do-wells I have been since college. And then it hit me. There are so many people I know that have it sooooo much worse than I do (and sadly, most of their problems are self-imposed), that I have to count my blessings.
Hell, I have a friend who has so many health issues, it's hard to figure out which medication she has to take this hour. Have another friend who just ended a 9 year relationship over a man she met on the 'net', and just realized all the sweet and passionate things that guy was doing and saying to her, he was basically copying and pasting to other chicks with substantially larger breasts than her.
I have a friend who is trying to kick a binge-drinking habit, but when he is sober, is the most irritating and annoying motherfucker anyone could have the displeasure of knowing. Another friend who swears up and down that men just treat her so badly, and treat her like a mistress, but when she does have a good man have interest in her, she treats him like the other men in her life have treated her, and end up going back to said assholes, only to feel the pain she swore she was tired of just a minute ago.
And look at just that little example of things, and thank my lucky stars that at least I have a good grasp of the truth and reality of things. That no matter how bad things get for me, or how bad they treat me, as long as their is air in my lungs and my heart makes that "lub-dub" sound, I can and will get through it, and keep moving forward. Too many people I know either do not, can not, or sadly WILL NOT move forward with their lives. And for whatever reasons, I'm one of the few people they can depend on to "help" them through the unbearable times. And how can I do that if I'm too busy playin' in my own lil pity party....
I have a lot of things to be thankful for. A lot of things to be happy about. A lot of things to appreciate. And most importantly, I have a long way to go. Can't spend that time and effort worrying about what went wrong. Just learn from it, and try to repeat the things that went "right"....
But hey, that's just my opinion.....my word ain't law....:|
I was listening to a radio program (one of those bullshit talk radio shows), and the topic was how women dress nowadays, and how that has sent society spiraling downward, because of how men react to these said women, and that those women should take more responsibility with how they "express" themselves in public. Which is all bullshit, because anybody telling someone else how to express themselves is automatically in the wrong.
But the show kept on about how "provocative" dress incites immoral or inappropriate behavior from others. Whipping out all these wild and unproven statistics tying rape, harassment, sexual abuse, and other predatory discrepancies to revealing dress. If that wasn't enough bullshit, you have people calling in and actually agreeing with the host and his bullshit guest on how these women should be ashamed of themselves, and how we as a world are going to hell because a choice few of us wear tank tops or shorts....
And the whole thing that bugs me about this particular issue, is that the women in question are the only ones being blamed for this all out behavior, and most people know better, but just don't do or say anything about it. Mostly men. Calling a woman a slut, or blaming her attire allows weak-minded and weak-willed men to justify their caveman behavior. Anyone who's been on this planet for at least 15 years should know that a heterosexual man will compliment, comment, nag, harass, demean, ogle, or just down right stare at a woman REGARDLESS OF WHAT SHE HAS ON!! And in my own experience, I have been more turned-on by a beautiful, confident woman in sweatpants and a t-shirt than some loosey-goosey chick in booty shorts and half of a half-top.
To vilify or demean a woman because a man acts a certain way because of that woman's presence is just stupid. A woman should be able to wear what she wants, when she wants, and how she wants to. And any man should be able to control his own hormones when looking at women in public. If anything, that man who makes the lewd comments, and drools at the drop of a dime when he senses anything with estrogen, should be ridiculed and demeaned. The defense that men, or society uses, to explain away the actions of punk-ass men, and putting that burden on women is outdated and just plain wrong. Our taboos on sexuality and nudity are irrational, unnatural, and basically ignorant. How a woman dresses explains about 2% of that woman's character or nature. But we still put so much weight into the issue. It's just a shame that in 2009, we are still having the "debate" over it. So to all the women who dress "provocatively", keep on struttin' and flauntin' it. But beware, society's eyes are on you.....
Ok people....Yes, LOLCATZ is funny and irreverant, but honestly, it's only funny when there's some strange or adorable animal picture accompanied with it. It's cute to watch a cat beg and struggle for the cheeseburger. Don't take the whole phenomenon and milk it dry.
Yes, LOLCATZ can unite all types of people and all walks of life, but it loses its luster when middle-aged "humans" take the phrases and just uses them in their vernacular ad nauseum. Just like the ditzy girl who actually says "lol" in a spoken conversation :|
Please, let the cute cat pics have their glory. It's bad enough we steal damn near every clever music lyric or chorus, every hackneyed catch phrase on tv, and every viral video phenomenon that hits the net. I'm just disheartened to see grown folk talk like theoretical cat speech, just to get chuckles.
But hey, that's just my opinion......my word ain't law......:|