Turn the Other Cheek My Ass

A 15 year old girl, starved and abused, finally gets away and is now safe. (Where was god when this was happening? Watching.) She weighed in at 70 pounds. Her father weighs 240 pounds and her step mother weighs 370. So there was plenty of food in the house. She was sexually and physically abused by her 18 year old step brother for nearly 5 years. (god?)

Now comes justice? Her parents can get a maximum 11 years 3 months in prison if convicted on all counts and given max sentences. Her step brother can get a max of 68 years in prison. Where is the justice in that?

Her brother deserves it.  But why the light treatment for the torturers? Those fat fucks should get life on bread and water.

Image of the step mother: http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2012/02/15/article-2101650-11C0B0EA000005DC-549_306x356.jpg

Lost

I lost an essay sometime in the last few days. I don’t know what happened to it or where it went. Gone. Into the cyber grinder of the hard drive. There is an empty hollow feeling that the loss is forever.
I can’t consider myself a writer. Scribo ergo sum? Maybe. Writing is a process that involves a good deal of the brain. Memory, language, image, syntax, moving from creative centers to speech to writing centers. Lots of activity. The produce, while never truly finished, is like an offspring. Your baby. Your own thoughts. Your private musings. Something very precious to both guard and share, like a baby.
So when I lose something I have written, labored with and over, there is in me a deep sense of loss. Sure, the theme can be addressed again, and a new version of whatever it was can be produced. But the original can never come back, and the new will be a mere shadow of the old.

Time to move on. Not easy.

Image: http://cdn1.1stwebdesigner.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/lost.jpg

Let’s Talk about Birth Control

It is really all about sex, isn’t
it? Humans have a powerful sex drive that is intended, as it is in all
creatures, to produce offspring. In Darwinian terms the more you reproduce, the
more variation there is in a population and the better the chance the
population has for survival. Putting Darwin aside, though, doesn’t alter the
sex drive. We have it; we want it; we love it; we use it.
But, since the agricultural revolution began 10 or so thousand years ago, humans have been living longer and the population has been growing. Even more so since the industrial revolution. We DO NOT NEED the biological potential we once did. We need controlled growth or no growth at all to survive. It should be obvious that the religious nut cases that preach unlimited family size or abstinence have outlived their philosophy.
The clear and obvious situation is this: humans have a powerful sex drive and sex is fun. Humans also do not need more children ergo they need birth control if they engage in sex for fun. There are many (interestingly almost all MEN) people who want to limit or do away with contraception. Because it is an issue with their RELIGION.
Well folks, as I see it nobody has the right to shove their RELIGION down anybody else’s throat. If these people (read that MEN) don’t want to use rubbers or won’t let their wives use anything that might just be their business. But don’t tell me I can’t.
So who am I talking about now? Well, the entire Catholic Church (men); Mormons (men); many fundamentalist sects (men); fundamentalist Islamists (men) for starters. See a pattern ladies?
See a pattern guys? See a Republican shift against birth control and a move towardsMORE government control on your lives? We are being buried in people and people’s waste. We need more control on birth now. Not less. Not more thumpers of all stripes. We need less of them.

Image and good reading: http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/blogpost/post/birth-control-hearing-on-capitol-hill-had-all-male-panel-of-witnesses/2012/02/16/gIQA6BM5HR_blog.html