Today is my birthday. Luckily for me I have an amazing girlfriend who realizes that more than video games or cake, what I actually want most of all is a copy of the best etymological dictionary ever made.
I love them both.
Today is my birthday. Luckily for me I have an amazing girlfriend who realizes that more than video games or cake, what I actually want most of all is a copy of the best etymological dictionary ever made.
I love them both.
I just read a scathing retort to a recent article called ‘The Feminist Housewife.’ It (the retort, that is) can be found over here at Jezebel.com
I don’t know why I started reading this article. Truth be told, most self-proclaimed feminists annoy me to no end, coming across much more frequently as hypocritical, ignorant, and unwilling to see the entire picture.
Guess what? This feminist is different.
Feminism is not supposed to be about subjugating men. It’s supposed to be about true equality. What Ireland, quoted in the original article, says that girls shouldn’t have to be both boy and girl to be powerful is true in a way. Women shouldn’t have to be boys and girls at the same time because the very idea that being a boy or being a girl comes with its own set of duties and is the complete opposite of equality.
Now I’m not a flaming liberal as Ireland calls herself, quite the opposite. I believe that there are some things at which each gender excels due to inherent differences, but where I differ from the chauvinist I’m starting to sound like is that I don’t believe that this makes one better than the other. I look at the societal side of things as I do the biological. Think of making a baby. Each gender has a pretty specific function that the other could not possibly perform, but they are equally crucial.
Back on topic: I have no problem with stay at home moms. I also have no problem with stay at home dads. I think child rearing is a noble profession. The fact that people have decided there needs to be a political agenda associated with it, let alone a discussion over gender roles, is pathetic. More importantly, it’s erroneous.
Equal does not mean that the person who has traditionally been thought of as lesser is now to be thought of as greater. It means both parties get the same treatment. This concept that equality is revenge is foolish and damaging. This is the sort of bastardized offshoot of feminism that makes it come across as unappealing. The same problem that frequently occurs when dealing with race, or any other issue of equality. Here in Texas, men hold doors for women. Fine. I also hold doors for children, the elderly, friends of mine, people I don’t know, men (no joke), people of different races, religions, etc. See the trend?
Bravo to Tracie Morrissey for writing an article that actually gets things right, and bravo to anyone (woman or man) who understands it. If everyone calling him/herself a feminist understood that simple fact, society would be a hundred years ahead of where it is right now.
I’m sure that there are probably plenty of things Mrs. Morrissey and I would disagree on, but I also think if I ever run into her in a bar, I should probably buy her a drink.
Out of appreciation, not because she’s a woman.
That would be sexist.
Technically I’m down to two now, and a couple hours into those, but it’s still nice to finally get a break after the mad rush that is Christmas.
I have decided to celebrate by putting my lovely new Alienware computer through its paces with a heavily modded and updated version of S.T.A.L.K.E.R. Time to kill some mutants in HD! Woohoo.
At some point in history, a war has been fought between two groups of well-meaning people who could not agree upon Christmas schedules.
Lots of planning, good intentions, and communication cannot outweigh one or two thoughtless oversights. I am gallant enough to sacrifice, but not clear-witted enough to consider those affected by such actions. Gallantry is not always the proper path.
So after trying to do the right thing, I have now tried to right that “right”, and maybe I’ve gotten it, er, correct this time. Let’s hope so.
Merry Christmas.
I got on Facebook tonight with exactly 200 “friends” and was instantly bombarded with status updates from one or two people whose daily minutia has grown boring, so I decided to go in and remove one of them from my list to permanently fix the problem.
Of course, this required accessing my friends list, which means I got to see all of the people who Facebook thought I was close to.
My friends list now sits at 50 people, and I could probable cut that in half if I really had the time or patience.
I’m kind of surprised it ever reached 200 in the first place.
I’m kind of surprised I still have a Facebook.
It has been a small eternity since I last updated, and I don’t know what to say. I’m in the mood to fill this tiny white box with every detail of my life from the last time I posted to the present moment, but I’m already running late to work and I just don’t think that’s a responsible decision.
What is it that makes keeping a journal (or blog, etc.) so difficult? We are conceited people, an opportunity to talk about ourselves that is considered healthy and even admirable by the general public should be something we jump on.
I don’t want to go to work today.
Steve Vai on being a successful guitarist
Off to boring ol’ work. There’s rings that need designin’.