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Wednesday, November 02, 2005

It's Like So Romantic

I was listening to the radio the other day. Yes, I know. A dreadful act. But in my defense, I was in a car driven by my mother which removes Ultimate Control of Stereo from me.

I had the 'joy' of listening to a lovely teenybopper. Yes, I am still a teen (just!) but she was a teen in that "OMG!!!!!!1111 I want to like totally have your babies" fashion. Lovely Teenybopper was expressing her desire for Kelly Clarkson's Because of You to be played because it is "like SO romantic. You just feel the love."

I had to giggle. No, not because of the particular song choice. I actually quite like the song. Very good for singing along to. The song is quite good because it has the material where you can scream along to like you are in So. Much. Pain.

Anyhow, the amusement came from actually listening to the song. Ignoring the knowledge that the song is actually about Clarkson's family troubles whilst growing up [the fact that there is a Wikipedia entry for the song is quite...scary], the "romantic" nature of the song doesn't really quite spring out at me.

Obviously, Lovely Teenybopper must think that Miss Kelly is singing to a boyfriend but a quick lyrics study shows us something quite different:
Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt
Because of you
I am afraid

I can be quite blind but nothing there, or in the actual song, really jumps out at me as romantic. More along the lines of 'abusive', 'stalkerish' and 'controlling' ' but nothing that makes me think of love. We all have our own tastes and preferences but 'romantic'? Now that is quite scary indeed.

And that is from the blog file of "I have a 1600 word essay due in exactly forty one hours and have not started and therefore procrastinating as much as possible" I am screwed but instead I spend my time thinking about the meaning of a Kelly Clarkson song. I'm deep.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005


Maybe he won't be so bad...

The Vote.

Much has been said recently about the call for electoral reforms, primarily about compulsory voting and when a person can be placed on the electoral roll.

I heard a commentator (did not catch his name) on the John Stanley show (I know!) this afternoon discussing this and unsurprisingly, the commentator agreed with the proposal to close the electoral roll immediately after an election is called, rather than allowing a seven day 'grace period.' The commentator argued this with the refutation that kids have no issue with getting their license at that age so why isn't it the same with enrolling to vote - that they "run out" to get their license but can't be bothered to fulfill the enrollment. This amused my parents and I greatly because as a nineteen year old, I don't have my Learners but I was on the electoral roll as soon as I turned seventeen because I believe in the democratic right to vote. From a young age, I was aware of the efforts of suffragettes like Vida Goldstein who fought for my right to vote. I am aware of the efforts around the world to allow all people the democratic right to vote and in turn, I value the right that I have and by voting, I believe I celebrate and made 'real' the efforts of all those women and minority groups.

Firstly, with this notion of being 'forced' to vote, you don't actually have to vote. You simply have to mark your name off the electoral roll and chuck your papers in the boxes and as Red Rag points out, it would remove the "colourful" votes for scrutineers and obviously, we can not limit creativity.

Secondly, the proposals by Eric Abetz just ring of ideological gain when a political party is trying to gain as much as it can with the level of power it presently has. Michael Danby highlights one of the key issues with these proposals:
For 150 years, he said, Australia had led the world in democratic practice, and the mooted changes would wind that back for "short-term partisan advantage".
Considering we were trailblazers granting women (well non-Aboriginal women) the right to vote among other democratic practices, we should be careful of the ramifications for our country. Looking at the US as the most 'famous', at least to me, nation with voluntary voting, I fear what would occur if we were to lose compulsory voting.

Other People With Their Views.


What do you do when you accidentally discover that your lecturer is a big fat plagariser?

Friday, September 16, 2005

Birth And The Help

Media Girl has a very thoughtful post on the debate that rages about when life begins. A good argument especially about the need to neon sign the wonderful contribution of Little Ol' Spermy.

Bloodless Coup highlights the contribution that Planned Parenthood makes to women's lives and that it is not just about abortion and birth control as others would want you to believe. Whilst we don't have PP over here, anything that provides medical care to people who can not afford it, as blinky's post highlights, is very important as healthcare shouldn't depend on how many zeros (or lack there of) in your bank account.

Usless snippet of the day: Happened to catch two minutes of Bold an the Beautiful to see the degree that botox can take a certain Taylor and shocked that the twin girls are seventeen. Last time I caught two seconds of the show, they were brunette (rather than a shade of orange) and twelve. Ahhh, growing up in the soap world.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Around The Grounds...

Been away from the blog landscape for quite a while - computer misbehaviour, uni work and a lack of inspiration. There are, however, some things that I want to take note of.

Firstly, Liberal Serving and Jill @ Feministe point out how the American FDA have no issue with fake tits but are having coronaries (long ones) over contraception.

DED Space points out what I've been saying for ages: It's Not a Muslim Thing. Terrorism is not unique to one religion, one country or one side.

The Freaky Focus On The Fucking Family Organisation, as I affectionately like to call them, have fortunately done The World a great service by informing us of what to do if, HolyFuck!, our children turn out homosexual.

A thought provoking 'What If'. The most interesting aspect that draws a very 'Take That!' response is the stat of
67 are not christian.
33 are christian.
Alas has some interesting comments about insecurities in not fitting gender roles. Feministing also explores this topic with additional comments about insults, specifically: calling a man a woman and a woman a woman.

And, as the saying goes: Only In The Movies!

Saturday, July 09, 2005

What Can You Really Say?

Last night I was beginning a blog about the joy of the Olympic Games. About the joy that London is feeling at being awarded them and the actual joy and excitement that I experience in 1993 when the Games were announced as belonging to Sydney and the spirit that was so strong during the Games in 2000.

Then my father called me to the television. Sky News were saying there was power surges in London and showing the huge amount of emergency crew. in the area. After watching with my dad for about ten minutes, he told me that it had to be something more. Sadly, he was right.

There were four separate incidents and as I write tonight, more than twenty-four hours after the events, there are fifty two people confirmed dead. Fifty two people too many. Seven hundred people injured. Seven hundred people too many.

As I watched the images on the televisions, read reports on the internet and saw the images and read blogs of people in London, I felt helpless. I was watching this happen and I could do nothing. The tears streamed down and all I wanted to do was something to stop the pain that these people were feeling. But I couldn't.

Only hours earlier, Londoners were rejoicing in the euphoria of being rewarded the Olympics in 2012. Now they were dealing with attacks on people who were simply going about their daily business.

There is a wealth of information coming from the people who were directly there. Especially pictures that really illustrate the extent of the suffering through visuals that really shock you. As much as the modern technology is helpful in some aspects, I feel like such a voyeur being too close to the suffering. It seems wrong.

The incidents have already been politicised. From the moment that Tony Blair gave his first comments after the attacks he was beginning the arrogant mentality that exists - "we're so great and they're so bad". Then he came out with the rest of his G8 buddies to speak again and the only thing that screamed out to me? They were all men. Bush was also there to turn this back to on his little 'War on Terror' as Liberal Serving highlights.

Once again, the media together with politicians have been about to drum up this "terrorist" speak, specifically, the hate towards Muslims. But AmericaBlog points out that not all were doing this.

What we must remember firstly is that the media trying to work out whom to "blame" is futile. It does not matter who did but that it occurred. We must be aware that when we prescribe these events on actions and groups, other information can come out. While a lot of the information is coming through the traditional corporate means (CNN, Reuters, BBC, FoxNews etc), we must look at alternative means such as What Really Happened? Not because either is automatically true or automatically false but for perspective. To give ourselves many sides of the situation so that we can make informed choices as The Stick Figure Man points out, we may be discouraged from doing.

Finally, my thoughts are with the Londoners at this time as innocent people were killed and injured. Just like my thoughts are with the innocent people who are and have been killed and injured in Iraq and Afghanistan. Horrific and barbaric attacks are not a part of one culture but sadly, exist in both the West and East. As a Westerner, I believe it is important for us to understand the 'other' perspective. The West's treatment of the East is just as bad as the things that have occurred in New York, Madrid, Bali and London. No, it doesn't make what occurred in London on Thursday night right because the taking of a human life is always wrong.

Friday, July 01, 2005

Yo People, It's Not *Just* Feminism

There are times when I read an article and I don't know whether to laugh my head off or to be freaked out. In the case of this article, I did both. There is so much material in this article that we're looking at a lengthy post.
Lets begin:
He's not a prude. He will say the word "fuck," but he will never, not even in the wedding bed he hopes God has prepared for his future, embody it as a verb. He will make Christian love. What most of us call sex he calls communion, and he believes it can happen only within marriage.
Good to know he is not a prude because man, that is so important. I'm quite scared at the reference to sex as 'communion'. So by that notion, when I took the supposed 'Body and Blood of Christ' when in church and at school, I was actually having *shock horror* sex.
"Abstinence," says Dunbar, "is countercultural," a kind of rebellion, he says, against materialism, consumerism and "the idea that anything can be bought and sold."
What is this obsession with abstinence? Who cares if you are a virgin or have had sex with two thousand and one people? I dislike the self-righteous, "I'm so great" because I'm a virgin sentiment and on the same note, the "I'm so great" because I've done the deed. Big fucking whoop.
Two of his roommates are virgins; the other, a Mormon named Edd Lewis, is a "recycled virgin." He's had sex but won't again until he's married.
I thought recycling was for those "tree hugging" freaks. Yo, Ed(I'm hoping the extra 'd' is just a spelling mistake in the article.) you are NOT a virgin, no matter how many times you try and tell yourself that. You have had s-e-x so therefore you are not a virgin so cut it with this "recycled virgin" shit.
Then, when Dunbar was fifteen, he became "convicted of secular music," which means he decided it was causing him to be sinful.
Blaming that 'secular music'. This blame game is starting a pattern. Which almost makes me think of the introduction to an article that although I disagreed with it's sentiment, had the funniest introduction:
I've listened to my fair share of it["Christian Rock"], too - long drive across the country; busted iPod and there's something so weird about it. It sounds like regular bad music when you first tune in. The lyrics always seem like regular bad music lyrics, too" - I feel your body next to mine/ And that makes my whole life shine" - but after a second or two you realize that they're singing about Jesus, not some girl named Mandy, and the whole thing just seems, well, creepy.
The lobby is packed and loud right up to the beginning of the service, with well-scrubbed men and women greeting one another with chaste sideways hugs. Body to body, chest to chest, says Power, is just too enticing.
It is JUST a hug. Seriously, I think something like that is the problem. Why can't two people hug? Why does it have to have sexual connotations.
Food, after all, belongs to the material world.
Interesting, didn't Dunbar inform us that he believes in abstinence which is a rebellion against materialism. Well, he must be rebelling against food then because all of these people are consistent. Right?
Every encounter must be a kind of threesome: man, wife and the Lord. Without that, it's just fucking.
Eww. I tried to get my mind out of the gutter but the concept of this is icky. Think of it peop--wait don't, that would be therapy inducing.
This is what she finds romantic: a father who gives his teenage daughter a "purity" ring, which will be returned on her wedding day and handed to his daughter's new husband, her virginity passed from man to man like a baton.
Romantic? More like a sexist disgusting situation that treats a woman as a possession. To define a female's virginity in such a way as a relay is simply disgusting. I am a human bring. I have feelings, thoughts and actions. My actions do not deserve to be passed around like some parcel.To trivalised a woman in this way is not only insulting but downright gag worthy. If my father ever dared to give me a "purity" ring I would have screamed blue murder because why aren't the rings being given to the males? Ohhh right, they don't need to be pure really even if we say so, only the girls need a visual thing to show this that is given to them by their father. Incidentally, it is reminiscient of the same reasoning behind an engagement - a visual representation to show that this woman 'belongs' to me because the bloke doesn't wear one - only the woman.
What women really want, he says, "is to be fought for."
I am a woman and I do not. No really there is no fucking way I want to 'fought for'.
In the movies, she writes, secular romance leads only to orgasm, but the real answer to her question is, of course, Jesus.
Not trying to sound repetitive but eww.

Saturday, June 25, 2005

How 'Bout A Bath?

I'm a crier.

I think it stems from this big psychological bone in my body that emphasises with others. I use to be told that tears don't solve anything. I beg to differ - tears show that we can feel. They make physical what we are feeling. They make our feelings real and more than just thoughts. They tell us that no matter what will happen we can feel and we are here, physically, in this moment.

Two articles that have set the wet salty tears streaming down the face in amounts that I think may just break this drought is the source of today's post. Side note: As I have finished my uni classes until the 25th of July, blogging will become more frequent. Especially if The Computer can behave!

The best way to describe the first article is as an autobiographical recount of the moments when a twenty-three year old woman found out she had cancer. Her name is Alicia and she worked as a copy editor for the San Francisco Chronicle. She recounts the moments before her diagnosis and the subsequent emotions as she deals not only with the diagnosis but the various treatments and new 'achievements' as well. A pivotal moment is when she is able to administer her own needle. This recount will not only make you cry for the horrible things this poor young girl has to go through but for anyone who has had a loved one go through some form of treatment, if will be a reminder of their struggle. There is a statement that appears at the end of her last few chapters that states:
Alicia Parlette will then write occasionally about her life and her battle with cancer
that really set me off on the Road To Being Bathed In Tears. I fear for the day that I read that she has lost her battle with cancer. I don't know this girl but I have cried at every emotion she has experiences. I want to take away her pain but I am just useless.

The second article is an exploration of one of the real effects of the War in Iraq - the children who have lost mothers and fathers. The children whose father never got to hold them because they were born as their parent were in a war zone. One of the common things I hear from people who believed in this war was that it will leave its mark on history that people will look back on as something positive. I disagree. I think history will show us the futility of this war and that all these children have lost the physical existence of their parents in their lives because we sent them off to this war. How can you tell a child that their father or mother died helping their country when they can't get a hug from their Mummy or Daddy on their birthday or to see their child on their wedding day or when they graduate from high school or university. What will we say to those children when they are adults and we are looking back on our actions as Westerners in two decades. I do not know. All I know that of this time in the year 2005, I am sorry.