Thursday, September 30, 2004
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Found at Wonkette's site: http://www.wonkette.com/archives/we-get-dick-and-bush-confused-all-the-time-021649.php
Botswana for $1200
The inhabitants of Botswana called the San are also known by this name that could apply to Cheney & Ashcroft
Contestant 'Sam': "Uh, what are Dick?"
(Awkward studio laughter)
Alex: "No. . . "What are Bushmen?"
*Sorry, Weird Al !
(Promoted by Skippy the bush kangaroo at http://xnerg.blogspot.com/)
Wednesday, September 22, 2004
Friday, September 17, 2004
Thursday, September 16, 2004
«Arabic is a difficult language, even for native speakers like me who have studied it for years.
There are many Arabics. Classical Arabic is derived from Islam's holy book, the Koran, and Islamic studies. It is written but rarely spoken. Modern Standard Arabic, although not spoken by the masses, is the language of modern journalism, used in newspapers and news reports. Then there is colloquial Arabic, spoken differently in each of the 22 Middle Eastern countries.
Meanwhile, within these nations there are dozens of regional dialects that add or subtract letters, words, and accents, with a sprinkling of other languages mixed in as well.
It doesn't take much to mistranslate words, because many Arabic words use the exact same letters. Arabic does not have vowel letters. Vowels appear as short lines or symbols above or below each letter, indicating pronunciation. These markings can change the meaning of the words. Often in official or handwritten documents, these vowel marks are not shown. Thus, the reader must derive the word's meaning.
Meanwhile, when spoken, many words sound alike, but have various definitions. For example, the word meaning "appear" sounds like bada. The word meaning "start" sounds like badaa, with a slight guttural inflection. When pronounced quickly in news reports or in conversations, these two words sound almost identical. But there is a big difference in saying, "He appeared to shoot," and "He started to shoot." It could mean the difference between an
acquittal and a conviction.»
I guess I have much more respect now for my colleagues in the Arabic section. Uh...that didn't come out right... It's not that I didn't respect them before! It's just that .. Uh.. Look, English is not my mother tongue, OK? OK? Sheesh!
Wednesday, September 15, 2004
1. My odds of being hired for a job, when competing against female applicants, are probably skewed in my favor. The more prestigious the job, the larger the odds are skewed.
2. I can be confident that my co-workers won't think I got my job because of my sex — even though that might be true.
3. If I am never promoted, it’s not because of my sex.
4. If I fail in my job or career, I can feel sure this won't be seen as a black mark against my entire sex's capabilities.
5. The odds of my encountering sexual harassment on the job are so low as to be negligible.
6. If I do the same task as a woman, and if the measurement is at all subjective, chances are people will think I did a better job.
7. If I’m a teen or adult, and if I can stay out of prison, my odds of being raped are so low as to be negligible.
8. I am not taught to fear walking alone after dark in average public spaces.
9. If I choose not to have children, my masculinity will not be called into question.
10. If I have children but do not provide primary care for them, my masculinity will not be called into question.
11. If I have children and provide primary care for them, I’ll be praised for extraordinary parenting if I'm even marginally competent.
12. If I have children and pursue a career, no one will think I'm selfish for not staying at home.
13. If I seek political office, my relationship with my children, or who I hire to take care of them, will probably not be scrutinized by the press.
14. Chances are my elected representatives are mostly people of my own sex. The more prestigious and powerful the elected position, the more likely this is to be true.
15. I can be somewhat sure that if I ask to see "the person in charge," I will face a person of my own sex. The higher-up in the organization the person is, the surer I can be.
16. As a child, chances are I was encouraged to be more active and outgoing than my sisters.
17. As a child, I could choose from an almost infinite variety of children's media featuring positive, active, non-stereotyped heroes of my own sex. I never had to look for it; male heroes were the default.
18. As a child, chances are I got more teacher attention than girls who raised their hands just as often.
19. If my day, week or year is going badly, I need not ask of each negative episode or situation whether or not it has sexist overtones.
20. I can turn on the television or glance at the front page of the newspaper and see people of my own sex widely represented, every day, without exception.
21. If I'm careless with my financial affairs it won't be attributed to my sex.
22. If I'm careless with my driving it won't be attributed to my sex.
23. I can speak in public to a large group without putting my sex on trial.
24. If I have sex with a lot of people, it won't make me an object of contempt or derision.
25. There are value-neutral clothing choices available to me; it is possible for me to choose clothing that doesn't send any particular message to the world.
26. My wardrobe and grooming are relatively cheap and consume little time.
27. If I buy a new car, chances are I'll be offered a better price than a woman buying the same car.
28. If I'm not conventionally attractive, the disadvantages are relatively small and easy to ignore.
29. I can be loud with no fear of being called a shrew. I can be aggressive with no fear of being called a bitch.
30. I can ask for legal protection from violence that happens mostly to men without being seen as a selfish special interest, since that kind of violence is called "crime" and is a general social concern. (Violence that happens mostly to women is usually called "domestic violence" or "acquaintance rape," and is seen as a special interest issue.)
31. I can be confident that the ordinary language of day-to-day existence will always include my sex. "All men are created equal…," mailman, chairman, freshman, he.
32. My ability to make important decisions and my capability in general will never be questioned depending on what time of the month it is.
33. I will never be expected to change my name upon marriage or questioned if i don't change my name.
34. The decision to hire me will never be based on assumptions about whether or not I might choose to have a family sometime soon.
35. Every major religion in the world is led primarily by people of my own sex. Even God, in most major religions, is usually pictured as being male.
36. Most major religions argue that I should be the head of my household, while my wife and children should be subservient to me.
37. If I have a wife or live-in girlfriend, chances are we'll divide up household chores so that she does most of the labor, and in particular the most repetitive and unrewarding tasks.
38. If I have children with a wife or girlfriend, chances are she'll do most of the childrearing, and in particular the most dirty, repetitive and unrewarding parts of childrearing.
39. If I have children with a wife or girlfriend, and it turns out that one of us needs to make career sacrifices to raise the kids, chances are we'll both assume the career sacrificed should be hers.
40. Magazines, billboards, television, movies, pornography, and virtually all of media is filled with images of scantily-clad women intended to appeal to me sexually. Such images of men exist, but are much rarer.
41. I am not expected to spend my entire life 20-40 pounds underweight.
42. If I am heterosexual, it’s incredibly unlikely that I’ll ever be beaten up by a spouse or lover.
43. I have the privilege of being unaware of my male privilege.
«Good motto to live by ... "Life should NOT be a journey to
the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and
well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Champagne in one hand,
strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and
screaming "WOO HOO -what a ride!"»
Strawberry - - Why not, if it's in season (on sale).
Used up, worn out body - - Check!
Scream - - «Screaming» is my middle name, according to my children.
Yessss! Two out of four, fifty fucking percent! Who's your daddy? Who's your daddy? That's right, beeatch!!!!
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
There are also other types of reaction, for example: «Better she be fired then [sic] thousands of us lose our jobs under a John Kerry failed economy», or «Sporting a Kerry sticker not only shows poor judgement, but substandard intelligence - both valid reasons for dismissal», «Just from looking at her, I'd fire her too», etc.
I have to marvel at how people can rejoice at the misfortune of a complete stranger and post cruel comments about her on the web for the whole world to see. Now if the victim were a public figure, let's say Julia Roberts or Donald Trump, and I were jealous of her looks or his fortune, I could very well imagine myself feeling a perverse happiness to see them suffer. But someone I don't know, whom I've never met and probably never will, who hasn't done anything to me? I don't think I could go through the trouble of actively typing and posting some vicious insults at her, thus demonstrating my foul character. That's a lot of energy expanded just to be nasty, don't you think?
Today's resolution: Explain the concept of karma to as many people as possible.
Monday, September 13, 2004
Toujours est-il que j'ai dû consacrer plus de temps que je ne voudrais à la recherche du régime idéal (manger ce que je veux, autant que je veux, et perdre du poids en dormant). Finalement, une copine en qui j'ai confiance me confie son secret: sauter le repas du soir. En fait, son système correspond en tout point à mon objectif: je peux manger ce que je veux, autant que je veux, avant le coucher du soleil et si je vais me coucher sans souper, je perdrai du poids en dormant.
Que fait l'homme quand il se trouve à la porte du paradis? You've guessed it: il rebrousse chemin. Je me bourre tous les jours avant le coucher du soleil et ensuite, le soir venu, j'«oublie» que je suis au régime, et je me prépare un gros souper. Résultat: je grossis et ensuite, je me méprise pour mon auto-sabotage. En conclusion: Depuis que j'ai commencé mon régime, la seule chose que j'ai perdu est mon sourire. J'ai également éliminé mes chances de coucher un jour avec George Clooney.
La morale de l'histoire: Si ce n'est toi, y a personne d'autre.
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
What is it about me that needs to expose myself this way and let other people peer freely into my feelings, my thoughts, my life? Part of me keeps saying: why should anyone care? And the other part is trying to (feebly) defend the decision: everyone else is doing it!!
So... There you have it. My first blog.