The B!%@# Wants the Narrative To Be Right

For years there has been an annual event called, “Take Your Daughter to Work.”  This event, as I understand it, was created as a way to encourage young girls to dream beyond the former confines of the role of housewife.  By going to work with their parents, daughters were to learn that their roles were not limited.  They could choose to be anything and it would be accepted.  The possibilities were only limited by one’s own choices and through motivation they could go on to be anything.

To me this concept is natural.  As a woman who grew up with a divorced mother and a pretty much worthless father, I am used to seeing a woman who gets out there and does what needs to be done.  The idea of a woman being limited to a set role or place in society simply because she was born with a vagina seems completely and utterly ridiculous.  I see a woman as a human being and as a human being she should be afforded every single opportunity available to men.

Yet for some the concept of equal treatment and access is foreign and even offensive.  To them there is a natural order to things and they see men as superior and women as subordinate.  They work tirelessly to find ways to maintain their caveman view of the world.  There are the small yet insidious things that happen every day that are designed to maintain the false superiority of the male.

For years a woman’s worth has frequently been assessed by her appearance and her willingness to maintain the status quo.  Women who sought to go beyond the roles that were being dictated to them were referred to as bitchy, bossy, pushy, uppity, or any of a million vile terms you could dream up.  How many times over the last 3 decades have we seen Hillary Clinton degraded because of her looks, her drive, and her forceful personality?

Don’t get me wrong, we have made strides forward.  But recent events have demonstrated that there is also a powerful snap back in action.  How else can you explain the election of a man who openly degrades women?  This man has repeatedly made horrible statements about women based on their appearance and his own base desires.  Yet they were deemed acceptable.  A section of the population declared that such behaviors were worthy of the office of the president.  Through their votes they once again stated that women were to be subordinate, that it was accepted, even embraced treatment.

Oddly, I began this post today to meander my way around to the entire Ivanka G20 thing. There have been many people who have made comments about her not being qualified to be at the table.  Reality is that she has a Bachelors degree in business from Wharton Business school and years of experience working for the Tangerine.  None of which necessarily qualifies or disqualifies her from taking a seat at the table.

As photos of her filling in for her father at the meeting started to make their way across the internet it seemed that the snarky comments abounded.  Many of them were, of course, delivered with their usual anti-female flair.  They were coated in degradation and venom many of which seemed targeted toward her taking a place at the table as “daddy’s little girl.”  Hell even the cropping of the photos seemed to be feeding into the whole “daddy’s little girl at the big table” narrative.  A narrative that is completely ridiculous and does not help either females or the United States.

With all of that being said, I do not believe she had any place at that table.  I don’t believe she has any business working in the White House and I sure as hell do not believe that either her or her husband should be negotiating anything for this country.  But I want to make sure that we keep the focus on the legitimate reasons.  This is not about genitalia. This is about a person taking a seat at the table who shouldn’t have been there in the first place, a person who has few qualifications and is ill-prepared.

The Tangerine has taken this whole Take Your Children to Work thing to the extreme.  He has absolutely no political experience beyond campaigning.  Upon taking office he surrounded himself (see most of his inner circle) with a number of people with no political experience.  These people are supposed to advise him and in some instances they are to act on behalf of the United States.  His daughter has been included as one of his top advisers and she, like her father, has zero political experience.

Listen, I don’t care that she was a model.  I don’t care that her fame is built on three things: modeling, sitting next to the guy who said “you’re fired,” and her last name.  She is an intelligent woman with a business degree and has worked many years in the family business.  But that still doesn’t qualify her to be an adviser to the White House.

If she were in a position on a city council I wouldn’t blink an eye, at least she would be starting out and learning the processes involved in politics.  But sitting her at that G20 table is like taking a driver of any gender with a fresh off the printer learner’s permit and handing them the keys to a McLaren P1 LM ($3.7 million dollar car) and saying, “don’t scratch the paint.”  You just don’t do that shit.

 

 

 

The B!%@# is Not Dead, Just…

For those few who may have wondered…no I am not dead or done or any of the other number of things that would cause me to stop writing indefinitely.  I love to write.  It has always been an outlet for me and over the years it has taken many forms, from the obscure to the sarcastic bitch, I have written.

When I began this blog I was in a state of complete and utter shock.  I could not understand how it was possible for the people in this country to show support for the Tangerine and his disgusting ideals.  How could anyone value that?  What redeeming qualities could there possibly be in the venom he spewed?  As someone who has the unfortunate situation of living in an area that is teeming with those individuals, I found myself in need of somewhere, anywhere, to stand and scream.  This blog was and is my place.

All of this leads to the next most obvious question.  If it was and still is my place, why have I not been writing?  Truth…I am overwhelmed.  It seems that there is not a moment without something that makes my head and heart hurt.  I find that there is no time to breath, even the slightest gasp of air seems forced and hard to come by in today’s climate.

So what have I done instead?  Loved my daughter, played video games, worked on other projects, and hoped that at some point there would be a moment…just one moment where I wouldn’t feel the urge to scream at people on the street for the pile of shit that we find ourselves currently wading through.  While I have found much to smile about in my time, I still come back to this place.  This realization that while I may be overwhelmed I have to continue to pick my battles.  I have to continue to put it out there. This B!%@# is not done.

So with all of that said, let us look at today’s battle.  What in the hell is going on in the state of Missouri?  Since when did it become a cesspool of backwards morons?  Of course, I am talking about the actions taken recently by the government officials.  But if you think about it, what in the hell were people thinking when they elected these douche bags?

For years the Repugs have held this whole less government stance and they have sold it in all its polished turd form to a broad swath of voters in the state of Missouri.  You can hear people talking about the need to reduce taxes and get rid of the “entitlements.”  They stand around spewing the rhetoric.  “Why should I have to pay for someone else’s… (insert item of your choice here)?”  And while these voters have been spouting off the party lyrics, they seemed to have missed a note or two.  They have missed the fact that Repugs have turned into the party of small government…when it benefits our benefactors.

Why do I make this claim?  Case in point…the minimum wage increase in St. Louis.  A while back the city of St. Louis decided that they would increase their minimum wage to better reflect their “big city” status and ensure that those who live in that city can actually afford to do things like eat.  The city put this in place and then were promptly sued by businesses who did not want to meet that new minimum.

After the suit made its way through the court system it was finally allowed to take effect. Not wanting to fail their benefactors (read that as big businesses who pay for their shit), the representatives in the Missouri Senate decided to write a bill stating that no city in Missouri can pass a law to raise the minimum wage above the state level.  It was then signed into law by the Greitens (who admittedly I normally refer to as the Cretin).

What is my point with this little story?  Well hear me out…if they are for small government, how is this law following that supposed mantra?  For years I have heard the party line from people about how it’s important for locals to take care of their own.  The statement over and over again is that government should be localized and that people in a community should be able to ensure that their people have what they need.  Yet, when it comes to a city recognizing a need to increase the wage for those who reside there…the repugs shout NO and strip that community of the right to see to their own needs.

Let’s be real here.  The repugs are not really about “small government.”  They are about government that benefits businesses.  They support a government that tells people who to worship, what to do with their bodies (especially if they are women), and who to “hate.”  While I recognize that many of these representatives do believe the shit that they shovel, I have also come to know that many of them have no real interest beyond their front porch and their wallet.

 

The B!%@# Doesn’t Want to Stop Noticing

There are days when I really believe that the Repugnants plan and try to push the sane people of this country over the edge.  They have been running a full-on desensitizing campaign and truth be told I worry that people will eventually just be lost and used to it.  It’s like that person who walks for miles with a rock in the bottom of their shoe.  As they begin their journey it hurts…and they try desperately to remove what is causing them pain.  Then as they find that their efforts produce no results they begin to shift the way they walk.  Their put more pressure on one side of their foot and do their best to avoid that which is causing their agony.  All the while a callous is building and they eventually become less likely to notice the rock.

This seems to me, to be a danger we face as time passes with this group of repugnants occupying congress and the White House.  And to top everything off, there has been a quiet movement going on in the background, almost undetected.  A group of repugnants have been needling away, meticulously working to get enough states under their control to amend the constitution.  Let that sink in… they, the people who have historically put profit over people and have done everything in their power to turn the clock back 50 years…those people want to alter the constitution.

As I sit here thinking about it, it sends a chill along my spine.  I find myself in a very bad place lately as I flip through the news each day.  Every day has me feeling more despondent about the future of this country.  I see it careening down a path that I truly cannot support and it makes me feel like curling up in my recliner and crying.  Why is it that people are allowing this to happen?

Recently while reading through a few blogs on the internet, I came across a post by an individual succinctly titled, “Don’t like it here… get out.”  They went on to say that we are in control of our own lives and that if we hate the place we are in we should change it.  You know, I wish I could fully agree with that person.  I would love to have the ability to pick up and move my daughter and myself out of the red state I am stuck in and head back to California where I grew up.  But I am not able to, I am what you would call the typical “lower middle class” single mother.  I have no savings to speak of, a house that I could not sell for near what I paid for it, and no way to just pick up and go.  Any move I make, will have to be at the end of a long drawn out process… all the while leaving me more and more depressed with the state of the world.

Don’t get me wrong, California is not some golden escape door and the world is not going to be suddenly better there, but at least I won’t feel like I am trapped in a state that is swiftly going down the repugnant shitter.  This state is caught in a nose dive fully powered by the “good Christians” who state that the answer to everything is “Jesus” all the while declaring… well I don’t think I should have to pay for… insert their selfish diatribe here.  Frankly I have lost all respect for anyone who calls themselves a Christian and voted for the Tangerine.  Their piss poor justification of why they voted for a pathological liar doesn’t stand on its own feet.

You know what gets me the most right now… the repugs KNOW how to exploit people.  They have figured out how to push the self-centered button on the middle class white dude and his family.  Each cut to programs for the poor is prefaced with a statement about how it isn’t fair for this person or that person to have to pay for another.  What fries my ass about that… this is humanity… we are meant to be there for each other.  We are supposed to be helping each other along the way and standing together as a civilization.  Instead people are buying into the whole me, me, me verses that are being sung by the repugnant choir.  They are looking around at their stuff and crying about the imagined thief who will take a few dollars out of their pockets.

We live in a world where people readily post on Facebook their latest need to add a home theater or some other random piece of garbage to their already overdone trophy house.  We live in a world where people want to feel superior to others and they do it by bragging about their latest toys and how they have managed to figure out ways to avoid paying taxes because they write it all off as a “business expense.”  After all, a $500,000 home should be a business expense and they should be able to spend their money exactly how they want…and avoid paying taxes because well…they are above all that.  Shakes my head… people have really developed into some self-centered shits.

Don’t get me wrong… I know there are a lot of good people out there.  I know that humanity is not lost.  There were more people in this country who voted for Hillary than for the Tangerine. There are more people who actually care and who want to lift others up than there are those who want to tear them down.  But for one moment stop and think… if I am feeling this way after just two months of that shitty Tangerine holding office… what is going to happen as it drags on and on?  Is he going to simply become the rock in the shoe that we learn to walk around?  Are we going to become so desensitized to things that eventually we just don’t notice Sighs…I sincerely hope not.

 

The B!%@# Wants to Strike Too…

Tomorrow is the day without women and I wish I was able to take the day off and participate in something, anything that would be meaningful.  This is not an option for me however, as sadly, I live in a location where it would simply be seen as a “ditch” day, not a day with a purpose.  This attitude guts me.  The fact that people have made choices to step away from their normal routines to have their voice heard inspires me.  Yet for many they will find the response will be… “oh is that another one of those skip days.”

When the Day without Immigrants happened a few weeks back I heard those very words of disdain.  They fell readily from the lips of many as they discussed the day.  People who had no real skin in the game (i.e. – white middle class) were commenting on the motives of those who had chosen to act on that day.  The people who chose to stay home and to risk their livelihoods felt that it was important to follow that course of action.  Something in the world around them, demanded that they had to step up and show that they too are an important part of this country.  Immigrants make essential contributions each and every day and when they are not there, they are missed.

As immigrants throughout the country took the day and demonstrated, I found myself deeply moved by their choices.  Children did not go to school and adults did not go to work. On that day a woman whom I respect deeply was absent from work.  I knew why she was not present that day and I supported her decision. When she returned the following day, I made a point of telling her that I understood and backed her choice. She had been missed. But even as we spoke, she knew that many whom we work with did not support her choices and would not be willing to learn her reasons.

Tomorrow there will be women all over this country who do not arrive at work.  They will take the day and they will stand up for their beliefs.  I am sure there will be teenagers as well, who do not attend school out of allegiance to the ideas put forward by this movement.  The young are vocal in their ideals and despite those who wish to demean their convictions, many of those youth are extremely educated on the issues.  My own daughter reads stories from multiple sources and makes a conscious choice to stay informed.  Were she to ask tomorrow for the day, I would allow her to stay home as I would know that her choice was an educated one.

Sadly, there will be many who do not understand the actions of tomorrow.  They will make assumptions and cast aspersions without learning the why.  They will sneer and spit  because to learn the reasons would be an inconvenience, a task that is beyond their sphere of comfort.  To these people the day will simply be a temper tantrum, a “snowflake” having a meltdown.

What I wonder tonight as I sit her contemplating tomorrow is rather simple.  When will it be enough?  At what point will these people, the one’s who discount every action as a temper fit, finally start to see.  What has to happen in this country for those people to finally realize that these choices are not made easily?  There are already people dying, there are already piles of hate festering throughout the country… what will it take for those who sneer to finally open their eyes and ears to the why?

The B!%# and The Media Ramble On…

Have you ever reached a point where you feel like you are shouting at a wall?  You begin to wonder if anything you have to say will make a difference to anyone.  As I reread my last post a little over a week ago, I found myself wondering: why was I writing, what did I hope to accomplish, and did I really believe that I would change anything?

For many writers this moment comes at various points in their lives.  I like to call it the “what the fuck am I doing” moment.  The moment when a person suddenly realizes they have taken off, careening down a path that could quite possibly lead to death, dismemberment, or at the very least, a lot of pissed off people.  Okay, I over-dramatize, but the point is relevant.  Writing in today’s climate is like putting your ass in front of firing line and hoping that everyone taking aim, has failed to acquire ammunition.

While I am just a blogger with an ever present opinion, I am still an example of a thorn. I share or comment on information that would not be considered flattering to the Tangerine and his repugnants.  Admittedly most of what I write is opinion and my personal interpretation of the facts.  But it is still an opinion based on events that are occurring in our world.  An opinion that normally serves to skewer, filet, and dissect the crap being perpetrated by the repugnant party.

So with my rambling I have placed myself on the table beside the media and let’s face it, we currently live in a world where the Tangerine and his ilk are consistently calling the media, “fake.”  Their agenda is quite clear on this; discredit the media so the public will not trust anything that is reported.  If the public does not trust the media to report the truth, then they are less likely to believe reports that show crimes being committed by the Tangerine and his repugnants.

Many people don’t this as a problem or threat, but I can assure you it is a significant issue. The press is the people’s way of maintaining oversight of the actions of the politicians who are elected to serve us.  When a politician is elected to office they are tasked with representing the people of their constituency.  They are expected to act in the best interest of the people.  Unfortunately there are limited ways to keep tabs on the actions of our representatives.  Government is by its very nature a collection of working parts and no one person can keep watch on all of it at the same time.  That is where the press is invaluable. These journalists work to ensure that we are informed, but even with the press maintaining the flow of information there are still many dealings that remain hidden long after the damage has been done.

Sadly, politicians have perfected the skill of sidestepping and avoiding exposing their own missteps.  They have long ago learned to hide from the public what they do not wish to admit and wave openly what they think will garner accolades.  They hire press agents and publicity managers to ensure that what is revealed to the world puts them in the rosiest of lights.  Fixers are utilized to bury their misdealing and false steps from the public view. Which is but another reason why it is imperative to have a free and open press monitoring our employees.

All of this being said, there is also an onus on the public in this country to ensure that we verify, verify, verify.  As I have stated before, I am a rather opinionated b!%@# and I am the first to admit that my writings are based on my personal interpretation of the facts. Through my writings I share what I believe should happen in the world.  But my writings are based on verified facts.  I always read multiple sources when a story breaks and I make a concentrated effort to read articles from sources that often represent the other side of the political spectrum.

We have a bad habit in this country of locking onto ONE source and calling it good.  We create a vacuum in which our world is limited to only that which we wish to hear. The rise of Faux Fox News is a case in point, the people who watch this network rarely watch other sources.  They tend to state that other networks cannot be trusted and that their is no point to verify the information elsewhere.  The problem with this is that when you climb into a vacuum you rarely can get out of it.  Fixating on one source ensures that you are locked into one set of opinions and one view of the facts.  You are guaranteeing that you are not exposed to anything that might upset your desired state of self-imposed equilibrium.

With the state of the government today the idea of accepting one source has the potential for catastrophic results.  People must be willing to be their own fact checkers.  They must look beyond their standard bubble and check to see how stories are being reported through other sources.  We cannot allow ourselves to become trapped in a world where we only see what we want to see as that plays into the hopes of the Tangerine and his repugnants. They are hoping that we will find ourselves contented with 140 characters and single sources.  They want to proclaim anything disparaging “fake” and anything positive “real.” We can’t let them sell us their own fairy tales as truths.  We must believe in the intentions of the press to serve as our spotlight and then verify.  And this B!%@#, will continue to ramble on…

 

 

 

The B!%@# is an Exceptional Eclectic

Have you ever found yourself hating the mere mention of a phrase?  A phrase that sends you scrambling for the other room, the next state, or perhaps a few countries over, when you hear it uttered?  You know those phrases.  The one’s that remind you of someone dragging their fingernails across a chalkboard.  The words that have your spine lengthening, your lips curling, and your temper intermediately riled.

While I could make case for many annoying phrases, there is one that will always put my temper on edge.  The two little words in question?  “Good Christian.”  Now let me start out by saying that I believe that everyone has to find the religion or non-religion that brings them a personal sense of peace.  People need to find a personal code that guarantees they will treat others with respect and dignity.  This post is not in anyway, shape, or form designed to demonize the Christian faith, as I know many people who are Christian for whom I have much respect and admiration.  It is, however, my intention to specifically target a group of people who have made the lives of many difficult and at times almost unbearable.  That group being the ones who spout venom and hate all the while proclaiming themselves to be “good Christians.”

I suspect you can ascertain from my need to address this topic that I am not Christian and you would be correct.  For the last three decades I have identified myself as either Pagan, Wiccan, or simply a Spiritual Eclectic.  The later probably being my label of choice, if I had to give myself a label.  I don’t spend my days going about advertising my spiritual beliefs.  It has never been that I am ashamed of them, I simply don’t find it necessary to wear them like a pair of designer jeans with the label prominently displayed across my ass.

The world is made of a hodgepodge of faiths and beliefs.  Everyone seems to be trying to assign meaning to things and they are always on the lookout for signs that they are somehow right in their personal choices of faith and belief.  The problem with that, is that in order to believe themselves “right,” they have to believe someone else is wrong.  That, in and of itself, is not a problem.  The problem appears when those people start arguing over who is right and wrong.  The conflict develops when one people decides that they must inflict their beliefs on others.

This brings me back to those two teeny tiny words.  Why do they inspire a rage in me?  The simple explanation is that they imply a superiority of the person who utters them over others.  Rarely can you compliment a “good Christian” by calling them a good person, as they will frequently correct you.  It is as if being a good person is somehow not sufficient. They can’t take credit for their actions without attaching their religion to it and with that they are somehow proclaiming their religion as being the cause of their positive actions. Their religion is the basis of all good and the implication is that a person cannot be good enough if they are not of that religion.

With the current social climate these beliefs are ever present and seem to be saturating the actions of many politicians.  Today, as I was scanning through the articles running across my news feed, I found one that mentioned a group who are determined to bring “good Christian” beliefs back into the classroom.  Admittedly my initial reaction was a muttered string of expletives.  Why do people feel the need to dictate religion to others?  Public schools serve people from a variety of faiths and when you proclaim that you want to carry those schools back to “good Christian” beliefs you are declaring that other faiths are NOT good and NOT worthy.  It’s offensive to make such claims.

Every day we are subjected to the “good Christians” need to convert the world. They cannot seem to accept diversity and they demonize differences while they proclaim they are simply being “good Christians.” They only want to save everyone and in order to do that they have to tell you everything that is wrong with you (in their opinion, of course).  Call me crazy, but I have never felt the need to stick my hand on a hot stove… but when a “good Christian” gets to spouting off their hate and judgment that stove seems the better alternative to their ways and beliefs.

For years I have had to listen to people spout off about how Christianity is under attack. Do you know why people of other religions rarely utter such moronic statements?  It’s not because they are ashamed of their faiths or beliefs.  It’s that they simply do not feel the need to wave their personal faiths around like a flag.  They desire respect in their choice of faith, but they do not need to have it become some universally accepted proclamation. They do not need to force it down the throats of the public at large.  Not once has it ever occurred to me that I should be out converting others to my personal spiritual truth.

Generally you could say that I am tired of being the one who sits silently in the room as those around me talk about their faith and religions.  I am exhausted by burden of having to validate their right to believe as they choose, while denying my own right to be as expressive.  I am disgusted by the fact that the word “good” has been commandeered as a label to be applied to those of a particular faith and belief system.

Perhaps we should let them have that word… instead let us choose something more splendid for our personal identification.  Let us be magnificent Muslims, marvelous Jews, wondrous Wiccans, and just generally phenomenal people.  We don’t have to allow them to inflict their “good Christian” ideals on our classrooms, in our personal lives, and throughout our government.  Instead we need to demand that they demonstrate that they can be spectacular human beings and embrace all of the world’s diversity with a breathtaking wonder.

The B!%@# Hates Partisan Bullshit

It seems that the hypocrisy of the repugnants is truly multifaceted and considering the events of late, it appears they have chosen to wave that hypocrisy as if it were a flag of pride.  With the resignation of Michael Flynn yesterday one would have expected to see government officials clamoring for a full investigation into the depth and breadth of the issue.   After all, how many millions of dollars were spent on the investigations of Hillary Clinton?  Yet with the coming of today, Senator Rand Paul gave a voice and face to the hypocrisy as he declared that probing into the administration’s ties to Russia would be excessive.  He then took it a step further to admit that it was all about party over country when he stated, “I just don’t think it’s useful to be doing investigation after investigation, particularly of our own party.”  

I have long ago lost any rosy colored outlook about politicians.  They do tend to make deals with the devil on a daily basis and it doesn’t appear to be purely on one side of the aisle. Generally you know that with every move a politician makes there is going to be someone who will scream foul.  But I used to think that despite all of the sideways deals, the purpose was ultimately the betterment of the United States for everyone.  Lately however, I am not sure that is actually the goal of the repugnants.  With everything that has been occurring in Washington and in legislatures around the country I have a sneaking suspicion that they are actually trying to drive the United States to its knees.

The repugnants and I have never seen eye to eye and I feel it is important for me to acknowledge that up front.  I am pro-people.  I believe that society should work together to ensure that all people have what they need to survive.  I recognize the need for taxes as a way to pay for the programs that contribute to the maintenance of our society.  Generally, the repugnants used to be the party of small government (relatively speaking) and big military.  They wanted fewer social programs as they believed that should be left up to private charities and they wanted to spend money on building big tanks.  But there has been a shift as of late in their ideals and it’s one that is genuinely frightening.

Recent years have seen the repugnants embracing corporations and their money.  The current crop of bills that are moving through congress shows an almost rabid desire to strip businesses of any and all regulations.  Bank regulations are being lifted.  Ethics monitors and disclosures are being repealed. Workers protections are being tossed on the fire.  Social programs such as social security, medicaid, and medicare are targeted. Education is at risk of losing massive amounts of funding in favor of privatization. Environmental regulations are being shredded, climate change is being denied, and companies are being offered free reign to do what they will to the environment. 

It’s as if the repugnants are going full steam ahead for a cliff and they honestly don’t care. Why else would they do nothing even as they are faced with mounting evidence that another country actively engaged in altering the outcome of our elections?  If they truly cared about this country and wanted to maintain it for future generations wouldn’t they be turning every stone over to find the truth?  The repugnant regime seems dead set on driving this country to brink.  

We are going to have fight back.  Phone calls to representatives are going to have to continue to be a daily occurrence.  Letters, emails, and when possible, personal visits are going to become routine parts of our lives as we show them that we are not willing to allow this to occur unchecked.  People owe it to the future of this country to stay informed and to demand actions are taken.  

We can’t accept partisan politics that are blinded by the longevity of party over the health of country.  Day after day we are going to have to demand that they stand up for us as they were elected to do.  The people of this country are not limited to a voice only on election day and they must remember that the women and men of congress are our employees.  They are there to listen to our will and to meet our needs.  It’s time for their bosses to stop sleeping behind the desk.    We no longer live in a time when we can vote and then go back to our regular programming.