I have a relationship with my privilege. I know it is there, and I am sometimes ashamed of it. Sometimes it makes me feel guilty. However, sometimes I am also thankful for it. What I don’t know is if this is okay.
Posts Tagged “thoughts”
Jun 18 2010
Jun 08 2010
These are just my thoughts, and they are in brainstorm format more than anything else.
Okay. Writing all my ideas after only one view first. I watched it exactly at noon, and have thought about it since then, so these are my ideas after almost two hours of thought and only one view. (and much twitter conversation, mostly with @beyonddeities)
Look, I don’t even know. I need to watch it a few more times, these are just my initial thoughts.
May 05 2010
I’m having a good day today. That means that I have the available emotional resources to cover a topic that might normally be a bit too much for me to bear.
Something shitty happened to a friend today. On the website Moustache May, participants sign up and show off their moustaches for the month of May. On the “about” page, the creator states that females may participate, given that they prove that they wear a moustache for the entire month.
This doesn’t seem right, especially considering the fact that the website specifically states that females may participate.
Additionally, most females have facial hair. For a long long time they have been undergoing painful procedures to remove said facial hair. This is the sort of thing that may perpetuate this process and make it hard for females to accept themselves as they are. Since females are unable to embrace their own face follicles, they will continually try new ways to rid themselves of said hair.
It just doesn’t seem right. I would really appreciate any comments outlining your thoughts on this matter.
Feb 22 2010
Hetero-sex-ual, homo-sex-ual, bi-sex-ual. These things are all tied into sex. None of them describe the way I feel. I’m a person. “Sex” is not what I use to define myself.
Nov 20 2009
I just remembered something. See, sometimes I pick up my three-year-old sister from daycare. One day, I picked her up and when we were going to the car she was telling me about one of her little friends. His name was Andrew. She said, “Andrew doesn’t wear panties because he’s a boy. Boys don’t wear panties. Boys wear underwear.” Now, since I’m not her mother and I’m not raising her, I just let it go. Besides, she’s three. They’re just trying to teach her the basics of life.
Can you imagine if it was my kid, though? You know I would immediately walk back into that daycare center and bitch them out. Something along the lines of “why the hell are you teaching my child that boys don’t wear panties? Boys can wear whatever they want. Why are you differentiating between boys and girls anyways?”
The world is probably glad I’m not a parent.