Hey Deek

Or anyone who has the ability to write CSS and the obsession to do so.

Is there a way we could start categorizing posts so it is easier to find in the archives?

We could have sections like:
Fursday funnies
Healthcare
Iraq
Iran
Reproductive Rights
News
Etc.

I will bestow the power of the EDIT to anyone who can do it. Ohhhhh, ahhhhhhhh, editing powers. Now you too will be able to fix font problems and insert your own links into posts.

Red Queen’s Hot Brains List

Ok kids- I’m working on Superjumbo 2: Arguments against universal healthcare (and why they are a load of crap)

In the mean time here are some hot brains to drool over:

What’s there not to love about Greg Palast? He’s old school investigative reporter with a background in economics. He broke the news about purging the black voters in Florida during the 2000 election. He makes me remember that journalists can actually still be investigators instead of overpaid press-release readers.

George Monbiot is just hot and brilliant. I loved Manifesto for a New World Order.

Joe Conason: writes for Salon. He’s straight forward and with none of the milquetoast qualities that dems are known for (I wish I could say wrongly known for, but they seem to have forgotten how to bite)

As for third wave feminism, I love Jill from Feministe. She’s as girly girl as I am (with a love of Bumble and Bumble) but still kicks misogyny in the ass on a regular basis.

I first discovered Samantha Power while watching her talk about Sudan on the Charlie Rose show. She was talking about how all the agencies were saying they were having trouble getting access to the country to prove that there was a genocide going on. While all these people were hemming and hawing- she simply walked over the border from Chad and took some of the first photographs documenting the tragedy to get published in the western press.

It ain’t all sunshine on Fursday

From Yahoo News:

WASHINGTON – Senate Republicans proposed a $100 rebate check for millions of taxpayers Thursday to counter high gasoline costs, but linked the assistance to drilling in an Alaska wildlife refuge, assuring the measure would face stiff opposition from most Democrats.

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Majority Leader Bill Frist of Tennessee called the proposal “a bold package that will give consumers some relief” from gasoline prices that have passed $3 a gallon in many parts of the country.

“We are going to ease the burden,” added Sen. Pete Domenici (news, bio, voting record), R-N.M., at a GOP news conference unveiling the measures. Frist said he hoped for a Senate vote next Tuesday.

Click link on title for full story- Safari sucks ass for posting

It’s still different for girls

Lovejoy and I were having a conversation yesterday about the whole Macho/girly thing. I think she’s much braver than I because she so willingly writes about the internal stuff while I stick to surface comments and snark (I hate to admit anything that sounds like possible weakness on paper). So, in the interest of being brave, I told her a story that happened to me a few years ago.

I had lost my job here and was broke. I mean broker than broke. I mean top ramen is a luxury kind of broke. I got a job offer and plane tickets for The Kid and me from a friend in Atlanta. All I had to do was pack up my stuff, stick it in storage and get the heck out of dodge. But I had no car and my driver’s license had expired (I didn’t have the 35 bucks to renew it). A neighbor who had a large truck offered to move my stuff into storage for me for cheap. I had exactly $115 and that was what he said he’d take to move it.

We loaded the stuff up in the back of the truck and he started coming on to me. Ok, that’s an understatement; he grabbed me, stuck his tongue down my throat and tried to put his hand in my pants. He had all my money. He had all my stuff. If he hadn’t had the only copies of The Kid’s baby pictures and all of my paintings I would have said “screw the dishes and the towels mother fucker and get off me”. But I didn’t have that option.

I tried telling him no. Suddenly he needed more money, or he could “stop by later that night to see about it”. I had no intention of fucking this guy ever. But I had to do something. I told him that my kid was home and I didn’t fuck around with the kid there, but if he put my stuff in storage then maybe I could send the kid to my mother’s later on. He left and I felt like I needed a shower and a disinfectant.

He left my stuff in the back of his truck overnight. It rained all over it. He wouldn’t return my calls. When he did finally call me back he wanted more money or “some kinda exchange”. I was desperate. But I was also lucky that I had an out. His mother lived down the street. I knocked on her door, told her who I was and she knew right away what her asswipe of a son had been doing. She got him on the phone and chewed him out something fierce. He was back at my house in 10 minutes and an hour later, my stuff had been literally thrown into the storage unit. I lost all of my glasses, my TV, and my mattress was ruined by mildew from the rain. But the baby pictures and the paintings were safe.

The point to this story is one more of those “it’s different for girls” things. Maybe I can’t expect you boys to comment on or even agree with these posts. But maybe if you read it enough of these from someone you know then you’ll change your perspective a little. This story is not at all unique. It’s actually sadly, infuriatingly common that when women (especially poor women) are in a tough situation sex can absolutely be used as a bargaining chip by men. I was lucky to get out of this one, but lots of women aren’t.

Fursday Day- Now With Nostalgia


For those of you who are about my age- you may remember the velveeta cheesy-ness that was AC Slater from Saved By the Bell.
Team Tiger Awesome has recaptured the “hey mama”s with it’s series- 28 days slater. The plot goes something like this- the evil Brandon Tartikoff has implanted a microchip in Mario Lopez brain so that he thinks he is AC Slater every February.

I was so digging the Boys to Men dance along. Makes me think of sweaty high school dances (just the booze and illegal drugs are missing.)