This is what your government is doing with your money. Why is it that people keep electing stupidasses to office? The deficit is the worst that it has been in history. Why don't more people see something wrong with that? Why are oil and gas companies getting such huge tax breaks?
I'll tell you why. The rich don't want to share their wealth and they will protect their wealth by any means necessary. Some days, I would really like to see that Jesus dude come back and chastise these fuckers with lightning bolts to the head.
Amerikan "government" is a fallacy. Of the people, by the people... that's bullshit. It's Of the rich, by the powerful, and no, you can't have any!
Wednesday, November 26, 2003
Sunday, November 23, 2003
Another rant on gender equality here in Amerika
RANT
I've seen this info in a number of sources, so I'll just leave the AP tag on it, giving credit where credit is due.
"(AP) Women's income is lower on average than that of men in part because they generally work less, leave the labor force for longer periods and tend to hold jobs that pay less, a congressional study found.
But even after adjustments are made for those factors, women still earned an average of 20.3 percent less than men in 2000, investigators said Thursday.
The General Accounting Office conducted the earnings study for Democratic Reps. Carolyn Maloney of New York and John Dingell of Michigan.
The 20 percent gap has been relatively unchanged in the past two decades. In 1983, the difference was 19.6 percent."
That pisses me the fuck off. Here I am, busting my ass for my entire life, only to have dicks look down on me because I present to the world as femme. Whatta fucking rip. It's stuff like this that makes me want to jerk out the eyes of every man that I see, because I know that he feels that wimmin have enough, and shouldn't want anything else, especially equal pay for equal work. Fucking bullshit.
What I don't get is why are wimmin satisfied? I suppose that we Amerikans could be living someplace where we couldn't even vote or serve in the military, but with all of the steps forward, why do we contine to pay women less? Because we are all told, from childhood, that being a womyn is something less, something unrespectable, something wrong and stupid.
I FUCKING *HATE* THIS SITUATION AND ALL THOSE THAT PROPAGATE THE IDEOLOGY!!!
Examine! Think! Do you really want to earn less, or for any males reading this, do you want your wife or sister or Mum to be paid less or looked down upon because of the perceived stereotypes driving society when they see her in the workplace or elsewhere?
Bad society is like bad html. Sometimes it will function in the right browser, but more often than not, if the code isn't correct, you'll never see the correct information.
/RANT
I've seen this info in a number of sources, so I'll just leave the AP tag on it, giving credit where credit is due.
"(AP) Women's income is lower on average than that of men in part because they generally work less, leave the labor force for longer periods and tend to hold jobs that pay less, a congressional study found.
But even after adjustments are made for those factors, women still earned an average of 20.3 percent less than men in 2000, investigators said Thursday.
The General Accounting Office conducted the earnings study for Democratic Reps. Carolyn Maloney of New York and John Dingell of Michigan.
The 20 percent gap has been relatively unchanged in the past two decades. In 1983, the difference was 19.6 percent."
That pisses me the fuck off. Here I am, busting my ass for my entire life, only to have dicks look down on me because I present to the world as femme. Whatta fucking rip. It's stuff like this that makes me want to jerk out the eyes of every man that I see, because I know that he feels that wimmin have enough, and shouldn't want anything else, especially equal pay for equal work. Fucking bullshit.
What I don't get is why are wimmin satisfied? I suppose that we Amerikans could be living someplace where we couldn't even vote or serve in the military, but with all of the steps forward, why do we contine to pay women less? Because we are all told, from childhood, that being a womyn is something less, something unrespectable, something wrong and stupid.
I FUCKING *HATE* THIS SITUATION AND ALL THOSE THAT PROPAGATE THE IDEOLOGY!!!
Examine! Think! Do you really want to earn less, or for any males reading this, do you want your wife or sister or Mum to be paid less or looked down upon because of the perceived stereotypes driving society when they see her in the workplace or elsewhere?
Bad society is like bad html. Sometimes it will function in the right browser, but more often than not, if the code isn't correct, you'll never see the correct information.
/RANT
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
Unapologetically copied from a website today. The words ring so true.
TOPIC: CALIFORNIA
care of: Black Dog
Let's talk about California.
Once upon a time, when the Powers That Be were deciding where shit should go, one of them, probably a younger one, said, "Let's have a place where the desert meets the sea. Better yet, we'll make it so that in some places, mountains are broken down and tumble into the sea. How beautiful that will be. And the two great ideas, the two great concepts, will clash and conflict and bash against one another. What do you say?"
And it was done. And there it was. Two great deserts, for as a better poet than I has said, the ocean is but a desert with its life underground. And these two great contradictions, the absence of water and the excess of water, ride on ragged edges together.
What do we find?
Life.
As the ocean gives up its life-giving moisture, the desert soaks it up, and life flourishes. When the winds are right and the sun is right and the ground is right, it is fucking magic. Flowers bloom where nothing else can survive. Hope is illustrated so that all but the blindest take inspiration from all that this magical terrain is. This study in contrast illustrates to all who will see what exactly what hope is.
Then came the humans. The bigots among us would like to label them, but I think they were humans. The tallest among them probably might have broken five feet, and been counted "a big guy."
They lived here. They hoped and they dreamed and they planned and they plotted and they helped each other and screwed each other over and lived real lives, as real or more real than our own. They made love and they fucked, they rescued and they raped, and they were as fallible and as saint-like as we are.
And the desert did not care. The ocean did not care. Life went on as it ever has.
They came the True Believers. These men in dark clothes learned the native languages, for these were educated men, practiced in self denial and focus and bent on saving the heathen. They spoke of a god who made himself human and hung on a tree and fucking DIED so that the heathen as well as the educated could be guaranteed paradise.
And some of the Indios [for so they came to be called; it makes no more or no less sense than calling me white or her black] believed, really believed. And some just went along, because life on the two deserts was hard, and the men in black clothes had food.
And the desert did not care. The ocean did not care. Life went on as it ever has.
Then came The Others. Allegedly of the same religion, these people were as pale of skin as the men in black clothes, but these motherfuckers would kill you. For stealing, for fighting, for looking at something of theirs or any imagined slight, these men would kill you. The Indios learned quickly, those who did not die right away.
And the desert did not care. The ocean did not care. Life went on as it ever has.
Then came the next "Others." Allegedly of the same religion, worshipping the same god who felt so bad for us He would die for our sins, these even paler people murdered the ones who were murderous, killed the killers, killed Indios, killed animals for no good reason, even killed the men in black clothes when they disagreed. The Indios who lived through this understood right away...
And the desert did not care. The ocean did not care. Life went on as it ever has.
We are doomed. We live between two deserts, here in the land they call California. We cannot stand a third desert, a desert of the heart. Where one desert will cook you if you have no water, another desert will drown you if you cannot breathe water, this desert will murder you and your children if you are not like them, if you do not think like them.
The desert does not care; if you let it, it will burn your babies. This is true.
The ocean does not care; if you let it, it will drown your babies. This is true.
One will take them by shark, the other by coyote, but both deaths are as as final.
The White Man's desert of the heart is as fatal, but far more subtle. It is the death of dreams, of the flowers that the two deserts once made.
- Black Dog
care of: Black Dog
Let's talk about California.
Once upon a time, when the Powers That Be were deciding where shit should go, one of them, probably a younger one, said, "Let's have a place where the desert meets the sea. Better yet, we'll make it so that in some places, mountains are broken down and tumble into the sea. How beautiful that will be. And the two great ideas, the two great concepts, will clash and conflict and bash against one another. What do you say?"
And it was done. And there it was. Two great deserts, for as a better poet than I has said, the ocean is but a desert with its life underground. And these two great contradictions, the absence of water and the excess of water, ride on ragged edges together.
What do we find?
Life.
As the ocean gives up its life-giving moisture, the desert soaks it up, and life flourishes. When the winds are right and the sun is right and the ground is right, it is fucking magic. Flowers bloom where nothing else can survive. Hope is illustrated so that all but the blindest take inspiration from all that this magical terrain is. This study in contrast illustrates to all who will see what exactly what hope is.
Then came the humans. The bigots among us would like to label them, but I think they were humans. The tallest among them probably might have broken five feet, and been counted "a big guy."
They lived here. They hoped and they dreamed and they planned and they plotted and they helped each other and screwed each other over and lived real lives, as real or more real than our own. They made love and they fucked, they rescued and they raped, and they were as fallible and as saint-like as we are.
And the desert did not care. The ocean did not care. Life went on as it ever has.
They came the True Believers. These men in dark clothes learned the native languages, for these were educated men, practiced in self denial and focus and bent on saving the heathen. They spoke of a god who made himself human and hung on a tree and fucking DIED so that the heathen as well as the educated could be guaranteed paradise.
And some of the Indios [for so they came to be called; it makes no more or no less sense than calling me white or her black] believed, really believed. And some just went along, because life on the two deserts was hard, and the men in black clothes had food.
And the desert did not care. The ocean did not care. Life went on as it ever has.
Then came The Others. Allegedly of the same religion, these people were as pale of skin as the men in black clothes, but these motherfuckers would kill you. For stealing, for fighting, for looking at something of theirs or any imagined slight, these men would kill you. The Indios learned quickly, those who did not die right away.
And the desert did not care. The ocean did not care. Life went on as it ever has.
Then came the next "Others." Allegedly of the same religion, worshipping the same god who felt so bad for us He would die for our sins, these even paler people murdered the ones who were murderous, killed the killers, killed Indios, killed animals for no good reason, even killed the men in black clothes when they disagreed. The Indios who lived through this understood right away...
And the desert did not care. The ocean did not care. Life went on as it ever has.
We are doomed. We live between two deserts, here in the land they call California. We cannot stand a third desert, a desert of the heart. Where one desert will cook you if you have no water, another desert will drown you if you cannot breathe water, this desert will murder you and your children if you are not like them, if you do not think like them.
The desert does not care; if you let it, it will burn your babies. This is true.
The ocean does not care; if you let it, it will drown your babies. This is true.
One will take them by shark, the other by coyote, but both deaths are as as final.
The White Man's desert of the heart is as fatal, but far more subtle. It is the death of dreams, of the flowers that the two deserts once made.
- Black Dog
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