Conversation between a mom and her 5’ish year old daughter. in the bathroom stall next to me at the Cheesecake Factory restaurant last weekend:
Girl: I want to get a tattoo.
Mom: Don’t you want a matching tattoo, like mommy’s? We could match.
Girl: No. I want to get one with letters, a name. And a heart!
Mom: You want a name? But…
Girl: I know! I’ll get ____’s name, and with the heart, and a swoosh!
Mom: Oh, you don’t want to get your brother’s name tattooed on you.
Girl: Why not?
Mom: Daddy and I don’t believe in getting names of people we love tattooed on us.
A very brief pause…..
Mom: Well, what if daddy dies and mommy wants to get remarried, and then she has daddy’s name on her body? What would my new husband think?
What I wish I’d said through the wall of the stall?
“Honey, just make sure you get it in a place with enough room. I’m thinking your thigh or your back! Then, when you remarry, you can just cross off the prior guy and add the new one!”
No, I didn’t say a word. Saw them at the sink on the way out. Adorable child. All I could think was “we’re doomed.”
Thankfully, the Presidential election is over. Being what is usually defined as a libertarian, and not having a horse in the race (at least not a horse worth a damn), I had truly grown tired of the endless robo-calls, requests for my money, and political phone polls. While Hurricane Sandy dealt a terrible blow to our area, the silver lining was that all forms of electronic communication ceased from the 29th of October until November 6th. And I did not miss any of it.
So, life goes on. I knew it would. Sure, my guy didn’t win. But that’s only because my guy doesn’t seem to exist. I’m not thrilled with some of the direction this country is headed in. And I was all primed to get torqued up about it before the storm hit. For some strange reason, now, I’ve entered a sort of “Zen Zone”. I’m calmer. I’m ready to move on. It may just be that I simply don’t have the strength to bitch and convulse about the state of the union any more.
Hanging their flag upside down?
So, this ultra-orthodox Jewish community in Jerusalem has a brilliant idea! Blurring glasses to keep their male members from catching sight of “immodestly dressed women”.
You are kidding me, right?
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It seems separating the sexes in every possible way in public is not enough for these fellows. Because they evidently have no self control of their own, they need to resort to using pressure and force to keep the women folk from crossing their paths.
Once again, I am confused. This does occur periodically and I find it highly frustrating, but it does make good fodder for a blog post, so I’ll appreciate it for the silver lining it offers and just go with it.
Let me first point out the impetus for this diatribe, which is this article about a judge ordering a school district (and a band director, mind you) to apologize to an agnostic family about some words both misspoken and posted online. The comments involved parties to a complaint by the agnostic family regarding prayers at a high school commencement ceremony, primarily. I’m not familiar with the case and there seems to be more to it than that. But that’s not where I’m headed with this.
I’ve been following the chat on the Occupy livestream lately, and based on much of the conversation amongst the online supporters, I’m thinking this sort of law or directive is along the lines of what they are fighting for. I would love to hear some opinions though. I did not write this, by the way.
In the name of the general welfare to protect the people’s security, to achieve full equality and total stability, it is decreed …. That:
“Point One. All workers, wage earners and employees of any kind whatsoever shall henceforth be attached to their jobs and shall not leave nor be dismissed nor change employment, under penalty of a term in jail. The penalty shall be determined by the Unification Board, such Board to be appointed by the Bureau of Economic Planning and National Resources. All persons reaching the age of twenty-one shall report to the Unification Board, which shall assign them to where, in its opinion, their services will best serve the interests of the nation.