Equality isn’t yours to give, only yours to block.
Equal rights are under attack, largely by men. It’s interesting because human rights were by no means equal. Equality isn’t a pie – equal treatment for women doesn’t mean there’s less equality for men. Lest some get offended and “not all men” me, there are enough. But by all means, share your protests. I’m angry. I’m angry that the leader of the official opposition in … Continue reading Equality isn’t yours to give, only yours to block.
I like to move it.
I’ve always had music. I’ve played piano since I was five, and I picked up a few more instruments along the way. I sing. I listen. I dance. I’m not sure how people don’t have music. I’m not sure how people don’t move to the music. I went to a show put on by The Chicks a few years back. The security guard in our … Continue reading I like to move it.
I’ve been thinking some more.
I’ve been thinking most of the time, and I don’t like it. It’s not good thinking. The thoughts are about things that hurt. They’re dissociative daydreams in which I interact with my daughter, mostly to my advantage. I purge the hurt that is plaguing me by decimating her. I don’t like those trains of thought, so I generally redirect. I remain a nasty vigilante but … Continue reading I’ve been thinking some more.
I’ve been thinking.
I’ve been thinking. I’ve even been overthinking. Sometimes, the thinking is good. Sometimes I enjoy my thoughts and the conclusions I come to. Especially when I’m solving the problems of the world. I can totally get it done. Does anyone know who I should call? I wish I could think professionally. I could work at home, and I have decades of experience to draw from. … Continue reading I’ve been thinking.
From Famine to Feast 