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Showing posts with label it makes me hate the universe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label it makes me hate the universe. Show all posts
Sunday, February 27, 2011
A Little Poem From My Uterus And Me
In case you haven't heard, the GOP is doing the "ask for a spaceship when all you want is a skateboard" thing. That means they make demands that are extremely outrageous and back down on them, so that they seem reasonable and conciliatory when they ask for something not quite as outrageous. And so they can say what big meanies the opposition are for not acknowledging how accomodating and flexible they've been.
Examples, you need, examples I got:
House Republicans Try to Redefine "Rape"
Georgia bill turns woman into criminal if she has a miscarriage (which Utah tried before, and so did South Dakota) but cannot prove it was a miscarriage. She will be investigated and if the investigators are not satisfied, charged with prenatal murder, a charge which carries the death penalty.
As if having a miscarriage is not horrifying and traumatic enough by itself -- any woman having one and not having a doctor sign off on the fact that it was just nature/God's will/an unfortunate accident will be potentially eligible to be put to death for something she could not control.
My sister has a beautiful little girl about to turn three. She had a son who went to Timeheart three months after birth. She is about to give birth to another little girl in the next 60 days. Every one of her pregnancies was wanted. And every pregnancy she's had has been a high risk pregnancy; giving birth to my nephew nearly killed her.
She's had a tubal pregnancy and least one miscarriage in her life. If this bill were to become law, she'd be considered a murderer if she were here and had another miscarriage. They'd call DFACS on her and take my niece away from her. And jail her when she's already suffering from the loss.
But worse yet? If a woman has a miscarriage because she was mugged or abused or otherwise injured by an outside party? They don't get charged. The woman does.
The GOP wants us to be outraged by these ridiculous, misogynistic laws, so that when they offer some other law to punish women for being sexual and for wanting the choice of what to do with their own eggs and their own bodies -- it will seem much more reasonable, and will likely go through without much pushback.
Keep your eyes and ears open.
PUSH. BACK.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Product Naming Fail
I have a suction cup mount thingie for my beloved G1, and since Atlanta has hit the time of year in which it drastically changes temperature, the thing kept dropping off the moment I put the TARDIS in its seat.
A good friend suggested some silicone lubricant. So I used the G1 and the Shop Savvy app to search for some. Found a bunch at $0MG.WTF and then finally found one at a price I could afford.
Unfortunately, the stuff that comes in an orange can, does the job, and cheaply, is called JIG-A-LOO. I shit you not.
Had a lovely, awkward conversation with a black guy and a white woman in Home Depot over the choice of naming and how it was rather unfortunate...and how the person or persons who'd decided to call it that probably were thinking "Jiggle the Loo" as in "shake the handle of the toilet" given what's on the label of the product.
If you don't know why the name Jig-A-Loo bugs me, that makes you lucky. It sounds a lot like an old racial ephithet.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
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