It’s officially the year two thousand ten. Welcome to it. It’s only taken us a whole year to get here. I’ve changed things around a bit, trying to shake off all the old to make room for the new. I created a new landing page as a sort of gateway to all my junk. I’ve got too much junk and it was spread all over the place. One must be diligent about creating one’s online identity. Which is, of course, what it’s all about.
That IS what it’s all about, right? We’re all scrambling to be seen and heard. We’re a nation heavily dependent on being acknowledged. We want it so much we’re willing to abandon the most basic courtesy. I’m worried about us, America. I’m worried that we’re screwing it all up so much we’ll never get back on track again. We’ve had adversity before, sure. We’ve endured a lot. But you only get so many mulligans before the game is just over. For good.
Not that we’re going to implode or be nuked off the planet — though I don’t rule it out. It’s more likely that we will end up in a dark age of our own making. Civility and dignity will go the way of the dodo. The quest for enlightenment and education will be abandoned. Individuality and free thought will be looked upon with scorn. I’m worried a lot.
What if we’re already there? What if we can’t get back?
We’ve got information, an endless amount of information, right at our fingertips. We’ve got unlimited potential. We’ve got the whole world at our disposal and fracken Jersey Shore is the absolute BEST we can come up with??!?? Seriously???
Meh. We suck.
Don’t get me wrong. I still love us. I’m just having second thoughts about this relationship. And I don’t have all the answers. Or, you know, any of the answers. But we gotta do something! Maybe we should try couples therapy. Either that or we agree to see other people. I don’t care which. You pick. Just make it snappy because I won’t be waiting around for you all year.
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A Woman's Manifesto
Because a woman’s work is never done.
and is underpaid, or unpaid, or boring, or repetitious,
and we’re the first to get fired,
and what we look like is more important than what we do.
And if we get raped its our fault
and if we get beaten we must have provoked it
and if we raise our voices we’re nagging bitches
and if we enjoy sex we’re nymphos
and if we don’t we’re frigid
and if we love women it’s because we can’t get a real man
and if we ask our doctor too many questions we’re neurotic or pushy
and if we expect childcare we’re selfish
and if we stand up for our rights we’re aggressive and un-feminine
and if we don’t we’re typical weak females
and if we want to get married we’re out to trap a man
and if we don’t we’re unnatural
and because we still can’t get an adequate, safe contraceptive, but men can walk on the moon
and if we can’t cope or don’t want a pregnancy we’re made to feel guilty about abortion
and for lots and lots of other reasons
we are part of the women’s liberation movement.- Joyce Stevens, International Woman’s Day, 1975.
Man Vs. Heart Attack
I am somewhat worried about the dude on Man v Food. He isn’t looking so good these days and putting that food away like that can’t be good for him.
It really is all dutch to me. People expect us to understand the USA because we speak the same language (which we don’t I have pages and pages of grammar notes to prove it).
Fortunately there are plenty of good people around, so don’t worry. My blogging friends from the US are all lovely caring people.
I like the landing page. Happy New Year, 2010 is going to be a good one.
I like the landing page too…and also because you made it from the ground up. You’re skilled. And American. I’m not sure what country we’ll be switching to though…maybe Australia? Great Britain? Either way, you’re hot stuff to me. American girls! Uff!