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Lady?
You know, I've really come to hate the word "lady". It just feels so wrong. So patronizing. Miss Manners, who uses the word a lot, says that if one chooses to use it, one should employ the corresponding term for the other sex, namely "gentleman". In this parallel usage, I'm not so opposed to it. Indeed, I'm likely to refer to an older woman I know as "a lady of my acquaintance", but conversely, I will be just as likely to refer to an older man I know as "a gentleman of my acquaintance". I just don't use these terms for anyone under the age of about 50 or so. Also, I'll neglect to mention how those terms have their roots in classism.
Yesterday, while wandering around downtown, I happened upon a golf shop, and I strolled inside. In golf, it seems that people are either "men" or "ladies". I found very few references to "women". Of course, women's items are often pink. I hate pink. I'm not really a fan of pastel colours in general. Even still, that word "lady" jumped out at me every time I saw it and it felt like I was being patronized and treated like a weak, delicate flower. They had a club testing area, where, apparently, they had a teacher who would help people work on their swing. He invited me to try a few shots, and of course, he gave me a "ladies'" club. I've been to a driving range before, and I noticed that I had a huge slice. This was true when I tried shots in the store, too. I felt as though I was bending over too much, and I mentioned this to the teacher. I mentioned that I was 5'10", and he seemed shocked. Apparently, he didn't notice that I was taller than he was. Go figure. I'm not a lady. I'm a woman. I am strong, powerful, and independent. I am not docile or demure, and I refuse to be treated like a doormat. Women are the largest minority group in the world. We make up 51% of the population and are still treated like second-class citizens in many places, some closer to home than we might care to admit. You know, it's the little things that can get to you, and sometimes they're more important than they seem. |
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Thunder, lightning, rain!
There's a major storm going on outside. It's kind of invigorating, really. The only bad part about storms is potentially getting hit by lightning, which is why I stay inside. Oh, and I also dislike being outside when I'm carrying stuff because it's likely to get wet. Other than that, it's pretty good. There's an ambulance siren outside, too. I figure I'll probably get a lot of calls in extreme weather. That'll be all sorts of fun. |
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Adult content?
I was considering posting something else, but when looking at the options for this entry, I noticed something new. Apparently, there is now an adult content marker that allows you to flag entries, journals, or communities as containing adult content. Details can be found here. I'm not really sure how I feel about this. I'm generally against censorship, but I'm not entirely anti-ratings or anything. What irks me are senseless ratings systems like that of the MPAA. So much as the flash of a nipple automatically rates a film PG-13 or higher, as if nipples are evil devil spawn or something. Almost everyone has nipples, so why are some considered bad and some considered good? What bothers me about this is that Livejournal exhibits the same nonsensical approach to Now let's have a look at exactly what secondary sex characteristics are. By that logic, any picture of a man with a beard should be banned as a default user icon. Ugh. What's with all the hang-ups with breasts, anyway? The following image was created by Rob Boyte in 1991 (according to this page), and I think it sums up my feelings quite well. Thoughts? |
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Life overturned
So am I leaving school now or what? This is my fourth year and I can't take it anymore. I still have another year at the very least until I'm done. I know what I want to do now, but I don't know if I should finish my degree or not. It's another year of struggle and another year away from my goals.
I want to go to college and train to become a paramedic. That has nothing to do with linguistics, and I don't think my degree will have any bearing on any of it. Therefore, I'm somewhat inclined to just drop all my courses this semester and get back over $1200 from school. That ought to set me on my way until college. My mom was none too happy about hearing this, though. She doesn't want me to throw away all the time I've spent at uni when I'm so close to finishing. She does, however, say that I should do whatever's right for me. *sigh* |
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People should just learn to shut up
I googled the word "cisgender", wondering how many hits I would get. (15,200, in case you were curious.) The third result down leads here.
Now, I myself like the word "cisgender", because it creates a level playing field, much like the term "heterosexual" when used in opposition to "homosexual". The author of the blog article to which I have linked seems to think that the word is yet another tool of male oppression, because of course, the trans movement is part of the men's movement. Second-wavers just don't get it! She also misses the point by a mile. (Note that I only assume that the author is a second-wave feminist by her self-identification with the term "womon", and how she uses the word "his-tory" in the comments section.) She seems to think that the word "cisgender" has to do specifically with her being a woman, and in fact it can be applied equally to men. Get a grip. Trans people are not oppressing you. How long will it be before all the second-wavers die of old age? |
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Tolerance
You know, I actually have no problem with homeless people. But when you call me "sweetheart" and get creepy on me, I'm far more inclined not to interact with you. My safety comes before your feelings of self-worth, thank you very much.
This is what men need to understand. I don't care how well-intentioned you are, approaching some random woman and making a pass at her is going to freak her out. It's nice that you never have to be worried about being raped, but to most women, every unknown man (and sometimes even known men) represents a potential threat. It's nothing personal, it's just how things work. Better safe than sorry, you know. |
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GAAAAAAAAAH!
I had a nasty migraine lasting the whole weekend... and it still hurts... maybe I should get out of this bright light. GAH!
Update: I was in hospital last night for many hours. They gave me a whole bunch of intravenous pain killers, and I felt much better. My migraine seemed to come back this morning, though... |
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Emotions
Am I a total sap for crying at this? |
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If Facebook poking is like sex...
...is poking yourself on Facebook like masturbation?
I just found out that you can poke yourself. Go figure... |
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American Jedi
I haven't seen this in ages... American Pie meets Phantom Menace... |
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Why I love Macs
I got an IM from a friend last night, while I was sleeping, telling me to view a picture online. I clicked on the link once I woke up and it downloaded something instead of opening a picture in my browser. I thought it was rather odd, and indeed, once it was downloaded, it was not a picture file. It was named img38512-1.jpeg-www.evilsmurfs.com. I thought that was a strange name for a picture file, what with the URL on the end, but I thought nothing of it until just now when I realized what the .com at the end of the filename meant.
My guess is that this is a .com file, i.e. a DOS application, and if I were to have tried opening it on a PC, god knows what horrors would have been unleashed on my system. Now, the friend from which I received this IM is certainly not malicious, and I have reason to believe that this is something infecting her computer which is trying to propagate itself, so I'll let her know as soon as I can. This totally justifies the inordinate amount of money I spent on my computer, and despite having zero money for a period of time, I now feel very happy that I made that purchase. |
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Ultimate Martial Arts!
Ummmm... holy crap...
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Sweet merciful Christ, God is a bloodthirsty bastard!
May I direct you to The Brick Testament? The book of Joshua is particularly bloody, but the whole Old Testament is filled with enough violence to make the MPAA faint. I'm so glad I'm agnostic...
For example... ( Cut for horrific, deplorable violence ) |
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Oh god... I wish I had money...
OMG! Thank you, Richard Branson... |
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I have more personality than the standard Sim!
My Sim Personality
Find out your Sim personality at PersonalityLab.org! |
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Transformers!
Have any of you seen Transformers yet? If you have not, go see it. NOW!
Why the hell are you still reading this? Go see it! *sigh*... oh well... since you're lazy and don't want to move from your seat, I guess I'll give you the story. Today, I went to see Transformers with Okay, so it's not going to win any Academy Awards. However, there have been very few, if any, Academy Award-winning movies that have made me want to cream myself right there in my seat. Such a good movie. Oh god... |
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Stupid biological clock...
Why the hell are babies so damn cute? Even when they're crying? Why do I smile even when I see a wailing, screaming baby? I'm not ready to have kids, damn it! |
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A downward trend
Compare this to the one I took about three months ago.
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Survey says...
So apparently, I've somehow torn my superior fibular (peroneal) retinaculum, which serves to hold my peroneal tendons in place. This means that when I walk, these tendons slip around my ankle bone. I hope I can work around it. More physiotherapy to follow... |
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Physio
I start physio in about 20 minutes. I hope I don't go all crazy misandrist and freak out about my physiotherapist. *sigh* |
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