My Dingo ate your stick figure family.

On the eve of the ‘lecshun, I’m sure there are a number of faithful readers who are wishing I would just shut up about it already. As it may be, I find it amazing that very few people actually ever take me to task.  To those of you who have, Bravo. I believe, with all my strength of conviction that you are mostly wrong, but I will defend your right to be wrong to the death.  Freedom of speech. FTW.

There is something that has always always pissed me right off to the core since it’s conception, something  I will never defend, and I abhor. It’s about time I blogged about it.

My Family Stickers.

What sort of fuckwit needs to tell another person, possibly trailing them after a road rage incident, that they have 3 young kids and work in I.T?.. At least,  I assume that’s what it means when  presumably the “dad” character has a laptop floating mid air, and he appears to be unable to get off the phone. Or, That Mum, is 9 times out of 10,  clearly a lazy money spending vacuum, who does nothing other than pop out sprogs and go shopping.?

Don’t even get me started about the inherent presumed familial roles and the gender gap, and how you can represent yourself with a prefab, stereotype decal.

Do you really need to add multiple goldfish in 2 separate bowls to indicate you have two goldfish?  What does it mean when one of your “family” has a halo and wings? Are they dead now?  Was it really their final wish to be represented in spirit, by a poorly constructed, mass produced, stick figure?

Or does it mean they are a twink?

I have seen some attempts at humour in this, and kudos to that guy who just had a Man stick figure holding a cup of coffee and  stuck next to him was a stick figure duck.  You win the creative piss take award.  You did, however, still buy in to the hysteria.

One clearly crazy cat lady, gets 2nd place for actually being the one representation I’ve ever seen of a female character with a laptop floating in mid air, and had placed a plethora of stick figure cats, all the variations available it would seem, in a circle around it.

People with the Mum, Dad and two kids. Your stickers are  boring, and nobody cares.  People with the “F*ck your stick figure family”  take on it, your stickers are boring and done to death.  People with the Zombie stick figure family, you are just boring.  Today I saw “My Dingo ate your stick figure family”  Wasn’t even funny.  I’m sure the Chamberlains agree with me.

The only exception to my hatred, was that one time I saw someone’s family as Star Wars characters.  Everyone else, you are clearly the reason this country has taken a swing to the right this election.   Think about it.

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Get some Condoms.

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Australia Cannot Afford the Coalition

“George Brandis (Abbott’s biggot big-business attorney general) came out this morning to announce that the Libs are changing copyright laws online to end pirating in Australia.” -Aaron Darc

The Australian Independent Media Network

This isn’t an article about economics.  This is an article about something far more precious  – Culture.  Australia is losing the best parts of itself and at the speed this slide is happening we’re going to be culturally bankrupt before we get a chance to save the farm.

Things started to go bad during the Howard years.  Australia’s most reactionary leader and government sought to unravel the fabric of the social reforms of the Whitlam era, particularly in regard to the rights of women, whose proper station in life had clearly been forgotten.  What he couldn’t achieve in that specific respect he made up for with his own ideas on how to reverse the progressive trend of the Nation’s growth pattern.   He took our famed and admittedly somewhat exaggerated “egalitarianism” and thoroughly trashed it with middle class welfare programs.  He is the progenitor of the modern illness of a…

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My Beefs 2013

Rants.  I like ranting in itself, however…

If you are going to rant, rant loud and rant often. The odd, occasional rant runs the risk of tarnishing an otherwise rant free reputation.  When you rant a lot, you get good at ranting.

People will either agree with you, or regretfully call you a friggen dickhead. I have personally found that the people who call me a friggen dickhead, often have a preconceived expectation, that I should agree with them about things. If it has got to that point,  I usually do not.

I can handle being called a friggen dickhead if I know I am factually correct with my ranting.

If you are going to rant, check your facts, check them again, compare them and then rant. This will make you troll proof both IRL and online.

If you must rant an Opinion, be prepared to be lambasted. It comes with the gig.   Most rants are exactly that. An Opinion. An opinion backed by facts and statistics is very hard to argue against.

Having said that, I like to think that I am a licensed, card carrying troll buster.  My favourite thing to do is lob in to an online debate ( debate meaning it has started out rationally, and then quickly deteriorated into an emotional one) leave a mind bomb which will cause agitation, and then sit back and watch… never. commenting. again. The agitator or person who feels that they have been the most “shit on” will eventually have a brain fart and quit just after invoking Godwin’s law. ( Of which I am usually the first to point out once they’ve left in a huff)

If you must rant, be good at it. Get some practice,

Anger ( especially keyboard warriors)

Everyone is angry about something.  The Labor supporters are angry at the Liberals who are angry at the Greens, who are getting preferences from the Independents.

Women are angry that men still don’t understand that skirts don’t rape women, men do, and men are angry that they are getting “Shit on” by women. Which may be why so many want to vote in a government that will send us back to the 60’s.

Some people are angry that middle class, hetero, white guys still don’t understand that they can’t really be upset about things unless they have done it to themselves because western society has made everything easy for them.  ( I bet that made some of you angry.. am I right?)

Since as a society we don’t tolerate actual fisty-cuffs to have out our beefs any more, as per our evolutionary “fight or flight” response, (and it’s not like people actually think to simply just not read about things that enrage them on the interwebs), flame wars have become the norm.

If you’re going to be angry, also be angry in real life ( IRL) and follow through with your convictions.  In the word’s of Kylie Minogue.. “It’s one thing to say you love me, and another to mean it from the heart. If you don’t intend to see it through, why did we ever start?”

I’m not saying come out swinging fists like a cave-person, but keep the strength of your convictions. Figurative guns a blazin’, and standup for what you believe in at all times.  Anger is then seen as courage. Courage = Care bears and shit like that. People love care bears.

Snake oil.  ( peddlers of bullshit)

I know we all gots to get paid. Even Shakespeare had to.   I believe how you make your money is a measure of your character.

You can see that there are thousands of insecure ( convinced by social conditioning through both media and hundreds of years of lovin’ the oppression we’re in type scenarios ) men and mostly women who are hating on their own bodies.  Even if you try to be untouched by the scourge of body image oppression, at some stage, most people will have it creep in to their lives.

If you have to make money out of a culture of created angst, which can lead to mental illness, depression and even death, then I reckon you’ve got a lot to answer for, even if you are a T.V celebrity.  Even if you are Michelle Bridges. Charging over $100 for an online, virtual fitness and eating plan that is only ever going to work if the self control of the participant is greater than the urge to scoff down KFC on the way home from work, getting in at 8pm to your 2 cats and a pile of dirty laundry to do.  I reckon it’s set up to fail. Meanwhile, uber fitness idols are just rolling around in the Benjamins on their black satin sheet clad water beds, while you weep into your Ben and Jerry’s over failing, yet again to lose 1 single kilo this week.

Get into fitness, for sure! You will feel both mentally and physically more sound. But if you want to pay a hunjy big ones, join a gym, or a bootcamp or get a real life PT. And for god’s sake don’t buy any herbal pills off the internet. Dont expect at age 35 to look like a 16 year old Jeans west model. That aint gonna happen.

Want to combine Ranting and Anger and shaming snake oil peddlers? These guys are doing it right:  (warning, bad words)

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Seeking asylum.

Dear Mothers and Fathers,

I don’t believe Australians are all completely racist, but if you want to weigh in on asylum seekers publicly, please inform yourself of the reasons people are driven to leave their countries. You can even simply read Wikipedia.

Government, either Labor or Liberal,  doesn’t want you to be happy with the idea of people who are innocent, fleeing their usually war ravaged lands, because if we were, they wouldn’t be able to do what they are doing now, which is forcing people into horrendous, and often unsafe environments for long periods of time. Now, almost indefinitely.

“On Friday, Prime Minister Rudd announced that all asylum seekers who arrive by boat will be sent to Papua New Guinea for processing and resettlement – regardless of whether they’re found to have a legitimate claim for asylum. Whether you abhor or reluctantly support it, there’s no denying what this policy means: detaining asylum seekers in tents on a malarial island off the coast of an impoverished, violence-ridden state. We are sending refugees to a country Australia has actually sheltered refugees from” -Getup Australia

Australian Mothers and Fathers, I hope we never, ever have to be forced into a similar situation where we need to flee somewhere in fear of persecution.

Seeking asylum is a Human right.

Article 14.

  • (1) Everyone has the right to seek and to enjoy in other countries asylum from persecution.
  • (2) This right may not be invoked in the case of prosecutions genuinely arising from non-political crimes or from acts contrary to the purposes and principles of the United Nations.

ie: if you’re a convicted criminal, you cant seek asylum.  You are however, still entitled to the other human rights.

If you are worried that these people are coming here and sexually assaulting “our women”, as seems to be the main response as to why some people feel the boats should be “turned back” or blown up please also remember that there are plenty of Australian deviants who commit the same crimes every single day.  They don’t get the publicity that the asylum seekers who have been accused get. Because that’s not topical and it doesn’t support the cause.  The cause is to make you hate them, in general,  so you will turn a blind eye.

The majority of sexual assaults, particularly against women, go unreported.

In 2005, the Australian Bureau of Statistics (ABS) Personal Safety Survey estimated that only 36 per cent of female victims of physical assault and 19 per cent of female victims of sexual assault in Australia reported the incident to police.

For the victims of these alleged assaults, recently reported in the news,  to have the assault’s occurrence  framed as, based and focused on the nationality or the fact that the person who committed the crime happens to have been a refugee,  is not only a statistical anomaly, but an obvious political slant and media beat up. We are in an election year, after all.

What are the odds that you know someone who has committed a crime.? What are the odds that in your own community there is someone who has committed an act of violence or sexual assault?

That doesn’t mean that you deserve to be rounded up and persecuted, does it? That’s guilt by association, isn’t it?

By the very reasoning that some people are having, in regard to asylum seekers, yes you do.  You’re exactly the same as everyone else who has done unlawful things because you’re from “that” group of people in a community.  You do not deserve a second chance. You should go back to where you came from.  You clearly have ideals that are not the same as the “majority” of Australians, and you deserve to die, preferably on an island somewhere, where no one can hear you scream.

Not very “Australian” is it? Not much of a “fair go”  ….Now what do you do?  You cant go back to where you came from because everyone hates you and thinks you should die. Where do you go now?

Mothers and Fathers, please think on your own opinions, and how they cause a deep, bred in, rift in the political future of this country, and   think again, before you teach your children to hate someone they have never met.

Racism

Comment found on a Youtube video made by an Australian media company about Asylum seekers. Everyone is a keyboard warrior.

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Sydney ( Cock tales)

Opera Bar Cocktails

I’ve pondered for a full month about some of the things that just… well… could be better about this place. You can call them first world problems if you like, everything is relative.

Sure, we have great bars, it’s a foodie town, there is plenty to see and do here, but when you get down into the ‘burbs’ and the cost of it all for anyone who lives here, it can be quite a defining feature of whether or not you love or hate it.

Ive lived in Sydney since 1996 at the tender age of 18 when I made the great trip south from the country town I grew up in. Over the last few years, I have found peace and balance for the most part. Taking full advantage of what the town has to offer, and often living it large with realatively expensive meals and drinks. I live in a “double income, no kids” household ( unless you count the cat)  so I have a lot of expendable cash…. but hang on a sec.  Expensive, key word?. Fuckin’ A. Some expensive meals and drinks are nothing but a rip.

For example, last night I had a ‘Duck Shepherd’s pie’.  It cost $23 from the newly reborn Henson Park hotel, which is renown for being the home of the Newtown Jets Rugby league team and used to be a bit of a dive. I will call this out publicly because well, shit, that’s $23 for some duck and veggies that have been stewed in a pot for F-knows how long. It may as well have been beef pie, and I dont recall Shepherds ever having to herd Ducks.  I believe it is fair to say that the new owners are clearly trying to cash in on the local hipster/yuppie/breeder not reader,( or maybe just SMH)  home owners who have infiltrated a previously back water area of Sydney.

Marrickville is  becoming an expanding example of gentrification. We all have an inner hipster who says, I knew about this place before the hipsters ruined it, sure, but why do we continue to support this nonsense? I do not think it is justifiable to charge over $20 for a substandard meal that has been talked up and fails to produce.  Just as I do not think it is acceptable to charge $50 for a carton of warm Toohey’s Extra dry at the local pub  ( The Summer Hill Hotel) bottle shop, when it is generally accepted to be $10 cheaper in ANY other liquor store.  I asked in vain, of the bar staff who served me, “Why is it so expensive here?” she said she didn’t know, that this was “just the price it says it is”  Sigh.  I am going to become a crazy cat lady hermit. I wanted her to pass on my disgust. I know she didnt.  All of this within the space of 2 hours.

This town is making itself what is is because people accept paying more, and accept shitty service, and at the same time everyone is acting like an arsehole to each other.

The Opera bar is another good example  and it’s also the service that needs some revision. $18 for a cocktail from their list. Mr. P asked for a particular favourite of his to be made for him and he said he was happy to pay. The bar staff who was just out of nappies, said that he didnt think Mr. P’s combination would taste any good. Mr. P said, Im paying you to make this drink, so make it.  The young man said “it will cost you more than $20, though”  We werent sure which part of this conversation he wasn’t following.  Some simple maths deduced,  that they were charging $10 per shot of alcohol from a bottle of alcohol that probably cost $40.  Thats 750ml / 30ml = 25 shots.  $250 squeezed out of one bottle that cost them $40 if that, considering they’d pay wholesale prices.      Seems legit? Sure it’s a Tourist trap, but again, why?

Anyone could make the damn drink at home for half the price. We are really paying for sitting next to a public space with a view of the bridge. You could do that on a train to North Sydney, brown bagging it all the way, and there you could have your headphones in, listen to your own choice of music and not hear shit like this:

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Thick girls

I like social media sites where all you do is post pictures. I also like social media sites that allow commentary of the pictures. I’m an ex-art school degree carrying, sometime internet aficionado, who likes to think of herself as a geek, of a kind.  Im not a ‘Big Bang Theory’ nerd.  I can’t maths very well, but thanks to technology ( See I told you so, Dad) I don’t really need to do much trigonometry myself. I can, actually  just fucking Google it. That, or ask one of many in my network of nerd friends, who I ave purposely surrounded myself with.   I don’t purport to be an expert in much, ( except aquarium keeping, ask me anything)  but I’m a ‘Jill’ of all trades.  I’m also, I think slotting into a new niche.  What the internets has coined a “Thick” girl. Not Thick as in stupid, or Thick as in a few palings short of a fence or Thick as in a 6 pack short of a carton.

I learned this through online social media, other than Facebook.  Mostly from Tumblr.

Firstly let me preface this, with the idea that it is up to the individual if they want to define themselves as a type. If you want to be labeled as  what I think is a great 2010’s era*  phenomena, then take a look here…. This term obviously applies to body type.  As western society is obsessed it seems, with the body beautiful, so has an ‘alternate’ example of the body beautiful emerged.   It isn’t just “thick” girls.  In fact there is quantifiable debate as to what actually falls within the new categories. It’s almost like purebreed dog breeders arguing over the specifics of a breed.

Thick. It means you have a big, round arse and legs like a front rower for the Warratahs. It is referred to by Sir Mix-a-lot’s song “I like big butts”. She’s little in the middle, but she got much back.  The arguable ideal “thick” girl has a slim and toned waistline,  and a huge arse.  This of course is a body type Unicorn. Generally speaking if you have big, thick legs and arse, you probably have some muffins baking on top  to go with that crumpet. ( Unless of course you are genetically predisposed such as my African, or indeed Pygmy counterparts)   You’re by no means a slim super model type person, but you definitely kick those curves all the way to Hong Kong.  In the words of Robyn you are gifted, all natural and burstin’ the seams.  I rejoice!

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When I was growing up,  and even into my mid to late 20s, I had always been taught  by the powers that be, that being rounded in the rear, or having too much motor in the back of your honda was not at all a desirable trait. You are, for all intents and purposes, fat. You’re a fat arse.
Perhaps modes of infiltrating our minds with body image ideals, by fashion and large corporations have changed so dramatically that is has out paced the effects of bombarding every individual with the brain washing.  These alternate worlds have sprung up and usurped that notion that you ought to fit into a size 12 aus, or less.  Or maybe… the real world has just poked it’s nose through the loop hole.

In reality there is the term the internets also like to call “fetish”. Really this just means you prefer something to something else. It’s a preference.  People who have put a good deal of effort into achieving and maintaining their exterior appearance to fit into society’s status quo  like to call it a fetish because, who could possibly prefer that?  Well.. let me tell you. A LOT of people.

Other niches include: Voluptuous. Youre a bigger girl than a thick girl and you rock that body. and BBW. Youre a big beautiful woman.  and then SBBW. Youre a real big curvy and glorious goddess.  Whether you’re hetero or gay, there are people out there who only dig you.   Thankyou men and women of  Tumblr. We owe you our mental health.

*With the exception of Turn of the century women, who’s curvaceous bodies were a symbol of affluence.

These days, sexism is a bit like Meryl Streep, in a new film: sometimes you don’t recognise it straightaway.**

Take a look at the online news, or the news on the TV. I mean the actual news, not the bullshit that is made up by what I call right wing, slanted, faux news like that presented on shows like “Sunrise” and Channels 7 and 9. I try not to watch those channels if I can at all help it.

Yesterday I read about racist slurs. Good work Aussies.  Another great reason why  people who come to this country should live by “our way of life” Love it or leave it, right Bogans? Cos here, you’ve got to be racist to other races, even if you’re another race…..to fit in. get it? *

I read about a woman charged 3 years later with the death of her 6 year old daughter due to willful neglect. Her partner, upon hearing a loud bang in the child’s room, found the girl unconscious, but did nothing. They left her there to die, later burning the body in a suitcase and taking it to bushland. The mother cried on TV in 2010, for anyone who knew anything to come forward.

Again.. good work Australia.  Make sure when you emigrate that you slay your children and then act like it wasn’t you.  Just dont bring religion into it, or you’ll be deffo a terrorist.   Unless it’s Christianity…. then it’s alright… but as long as youre not “full churchy” Just be God fearing, and conservative… but make sure you’re into Motorbikes, and hot sluts.  ( But not your missus of course, she’s not allowed to be a slut) *

HUr hurr.. that’s a bit sexist, and predjudiced right?

We all read about sexism this week, but people cant understand the full grasp of sexist remarks and their impact in society.

What exactly is sexism?

Put simply it is a bias or prejudice against a person based on their gender.  It’s about stereotypes of gender roles. It can be about saying one gender is superior to the other. It’s not always clear cut. it’s not always….’Women are shit drivers’ and the old classic ‘Get in the kitchen and make me a sammich’ remark that those damn trolls like to use on every image or forum known to well… the long standing phrase says “Man” but we’ll say “humankind”

Ive had some blokes tell me, much to my chagrin, that the reason it still exists, is “cos that’s the way it’s always been” after I  remarked that I should be able to go out in public,  get sexually advanced on by any old swinging dick and then not be rudely verbally abused if I so choose to reject such attention.Not be called a “Fat slut” or a “whore” ( irony)  just because I told you no.

The way it’s always been since when? Cave men days?  Y’all think you can come along and club me over the head? There’s a reason that sort of behavior is often framed as Neanderthal like.

I dont mind if you have a perv. I like the idea that I’ve “still got it”  I never said you couldn’t look, from afar, over the other side of the pub for instance.  I call myself Post-feminist and I believe that women should be able to flaunt it if they have it, just as much as a dude.  Feminism in the first place, has allowed me to get to that point in my life time. Thank you feminism. Sadly, instead of saying “you go girl!”  Some women reading this,  will now be forming the opinion that I clearly have tickets on myself, if I think dudes are ogling at my tits all the time.  I’m sorry,  but they are. Sometimes it’s ok. But often, so often, dudes get it horribly wrong.

Society has made women think that way about other women flaunting it. It’s how it keeps us in check. Give  Naomi Wolf’s ‘The Beauty Myth” a little read for more on that topic.

There are the female supporters of sexist remarks,  (who help camouflage what sexism really is…)  whom I can only remind,  that there is a special place in Hell for them.   Technically there is no space for a woman to argue against feminism, because heck that’s akin to denying science has made so many advances in your life, and cures for your common ailments. You wouldn’t be sitting here, reading this, if not for feminism.  You’d be busy cooking and giving birth in the back room in bare feet and making sure you’re quiet about it so you don’t disturb your husband watching the footy, let alone be allowed to read or have a go on the internet.

The more women carry on with the line  ‘Im not a feminist…but…’. The more it proves it’s own point. There they are enjoying feminism. Julie Bishop. I’m looking at you.

It’s a double edged sword.  Bishop claims that Gillard is putting the advancement of women back by decades, by playing the now famously called “Gender card” but Julie, you act as though sexism no longer exists.  It does I’m afraid.  I would like women like you to discontinue supporting the covert, misguided efforts of your conservative counterparts.

Hello 1950’s calling, we’d like our ethics back.

I just want it to be understood that women are people. They make up half the god damn population, if not more. They own less than 1% of the word’s resources, they’re paid 17.5% less on average than a dude doing the same job.    Saying that that’s the way it’s always been just makes me want to tell you  there’s a cure for willful ignorance.  Read a book. It’s 2013 now.

Women, read this Book. and get informed. Supporting sexist bullshit, is merely making it harder to define.

*That’s sarcasm.

**You can be up to 20 minutes in, enjoying all the dinosaurs and the spacefights and the homesick Confederate soldiers, before you go, “Oh my God — under the wig! THAT’S MERYL.”

Very often, a woman can have left a party, caught the bus home, washed her face, got into bed, read 20 minutes of The Female Eunuch and put the light out before she puts the light back on again, sits bolt upright and shouts, “Hang on—I’VE JUST HAD SOME SEXISM AT ME. THAT WAS SOME SEXISM!

Caitlin Moran’s How to be a Woman

Some slow thoughts…

Some excellent slow thoughts here. ” if Gillard has made any mistake, it’s been that they’ve allowed other people to frame the debate in the wrong terms”

The Australian Independent Media Network

“Unless there is an obvious reason to do otherwise, most of us passively accept decision problems as they are framed and therefore rarely have an opportunity to discover the extent to which our preferences are frame-bound rather than reality-bound.”

 “Thinking, Fast and Slow”, Daniel Kahneman

In “Thinking, Fast and Slow”, Daniel Kahneman talks about System 1 and System 2 thinking. Wikipedia describes them thus:

System 1: Fast, automatic, frequent, emotional, stereotypic, subconscious

System 2: Slow, effortful, infrequent, logical, calculating, conscious”

Kahneman goes on to make the point that often human beings make decisions quickly, then rather than thinking carefully about a hasty judgement, they use their System 2 thinking to justify their System 1 judgement. For example, Tony Abbott announces a policy to improve Aboriginal Health Services in remote areas. Instinctively, someone anti-Abbott says that it won’t work. After that, rather than look at the individual components of the…

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Going too far.

I often juggle between social media sites and also often have to tailor my words to suit each.  There are some on which I am anonymous to a degree, and can say whatever I like without remorse…  and then there is Facebook.

Facebook it is like a family reunion at Christmas. You have to bite your tongue because you know that there are certain people on your Facebook page, that you kinda cant not be friends with, like your Mum or your Brother or a colleague, lest ye face the awkwardness of an eternity. Albeit you can limit what they see and yada yada yada…  but it gets tiresome from time to time.

This past week Ive been left to my own devices while my better half  Mr. P was overseas on a work trip. It has lead to some Foul Bachelortte frog moments, about which I am not proud, but at the same time, not that un-proud of.  Because it’s true.  They ARE funny because they’re true.  Usually Mr.  P is here to kind of gently curb my spit-takes and knee jerks on a lot of things I come across, but well, he’s away.

During this time I have strayed to the “Dark side” as it is commonly known, of  both Facebook and Youtube, and I have come away thinking more than I would like to, about some of the things I have seen or read.

Ive seen a man mauled to death by a Lion somewhere in India. The first thing on Facebook that I have ever reported to the Fuzz. The Fuzz replied, that they had reviewed the video and it did not breach Facebook’s policies.  Oh-kay.  I reported it twice I was so shocked. I’m even tempted to embed it here so you can see what you think. It is truly vom worthy.  Not only was the man mauled and bleeding AND dying in front of the camera, but a man then shoots the Lion with a small ineffective pistol, and the Lion then dies in agony. Wrong-town. Im not even going to question the Fuzz, because clearly “tits out” is more offensive than this, after many breastfeeding mums have had their pictures removed without their consent.  Seems Legit, right?

The next thing I went and did was get involved in other people’s prejudices.  I kindly advised a friend and colleague that a Gentleman doesn’t concern himself with things, about which he is not entirely educated to begin with. First educate oneself, and then take the time to remark, rather than vice verse.  It came down to an idea about Islamic terrorists, and some of the comments made by his Facebook friends, after he had watched 60 mins show, about Sharia Law. 

Now, it is hard to argue against white, middle class Islamophobes, especially when they dont know what that means. They just feel irrational fear.  It is also hard to have a rational debate with a person who cant understand what a rational debate entails, and thus takes on everything you type as also a personal affront to their way of life. The result being the classic Bogue-vogue response ” I’m not going to lower myself to your level”.  Meaning name calling or labeling, because the words ‘prejudice’ and arguable ‘racism’ were mentioned in the same sentence as their names.

The most interesting thing that I took away from this was that if you try to talk to people who don’t speak the same language as you, even if it is in the same family/country given language, like English for example because that is what I speak, the person who doesn’t understand what you are trying to say immediately  thinks you are wrong.  If they don’t understand, and you are trying to teach them indirectly, they get offended. After all they didn’t ask to be educated, even though they weighed in, of their own free will ( which is ultimately threatened by Islam in their eyes)  on a subject they had an opinion about  because it was their cousin or sister or brother who started it, and well as they say ‘Blood is thicker’…..

You dont say!

I can absolutely see why so many highly intellectual people also suffer from clinical depression.  (Which itself is nothing to be stigmatised, and I personally suffered from and have managed to put under a harness.) There is actually that much more bullshit available for digestion thanks to the interwebs.  To those who say that some people wall themselves up in their privacy settings, it is for good reason.

Oh baby baby, it’s a wild world. It’s hard to get by just upon a smile.

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