Thursday, March 10, 2011

Strange Things Afoot

I'm often struck by the ludicrousness of my fellow man. It sure feels like we are sinking into some deep, dark abyss reminiscent of "the good old days," more commonly known as the Dark Ages.

The Righteous are firmly exerting their control with deep grasping handfuls of our humanity, without regard for humanity. Pull out your old battered copy of The Handmaids Tale, ladies because the assault is full on. Big bad Congress and our newest crop of Governators are working hard to bring on the next Inquisition.

The tragic result of fanaticism, unspeakable pain such as the Deaver family experienced in Nebraska. 15 minutes of the most horrifying thing I can imagine, watching your child die.

Texas is working on the latest punishment for those floozies who find themselves in the family way, forcing them to have a sonogram, describe what they see and listen to the heartbeat. That'll cure those little hussies. Seriously, the Viagra-pumped sex fiend is never involved.

Okay, for real and more seriously, human sexuality is so freaking complex and the relationship diversity and disparity in just our "western" culture is staggering. Do a handful of old, fat, white dudes (generally) get to decide what is best for all of us? They've never been coerced to give in to the varsity football star. They've never yearned for love and attention so much that they freely and frequently get it the only way they know how. They've never been taken advantage of with the help of drugs or alcohol. They've never been told that they will submit to their husband, that he has rights and that he will not be denied. They've never been told to keep their mouth shut or something bad will happen. They've never felt the panic of realizing that their birth control failed them.

Just one more bitty rant on the above topic, it kills me every time I hear some high-on-their-horse person talking about how some chicks just use abortion as birth control. Yeah, because there aren't cheaper, less invasive versions available. I can't wait until I hear someone say, "the pill makes me fat so every time I get pregnant I'm just going to spread my legs in some doctors office that I have to drive miles to get to, because the Righteous ones have made damn sure that there isn't one in this county, let him dilate my cervix, insert tools and vacuum me out, after I pay an arm and a leg, and then to top it all off I can't have sex again for weeks afterward because of the risk of infection, which really cramps my style because I'm a real slut, you know. But, really, this is the best form of birth control for me because I can afford it financially and mentally."

Then there's the downright crazy, elected officials who want to send New Hampshire's "crazy people" to Siberia.

The reactionary fall out of the midterms is out of control scary. Voting, it's a right and a responsibility.