Kind of makes you wonder -as Fox conjures up the image of Lizzie Borden...
Introduced in 1888, the right to vote by women was sandbagged for the next forty years. It wasn't until 1920 that women got the right to vote.
Let's see....I was born in 1953-that makes the concept of women voting only 33 years old when I was born. 33 years.
Let's think about today. With men running the country we have all but lost the right to make decisions about our bodies-we are in a war no one in their right mind would have declared("right mind" get it?) We have an economy run by the elite rich-welfare reform has taken away the safety net for poor women-universal health care is nonexistent in this country-dental care is even less accessable to our babies-
and Fox wants to know if the country can be won by a woman with an ax to grind?
I say-you go girl, Hilary-you go girl-grind that axe for all our babies sent to a war we don't want, all our kids with abscessed teeth and nowhere to go-all the singles mothers and women making less than equal pay for the same job -you grind that axe.
Thirty three years. Pretty amazing. Black men had the vote before women did. In fact, every man did-which tells the story of the incompetence men have used to fuck up the country-
other countries have had female leaders for years. We can't even fart out a female vice president.
Go ahead, Fox-piss us off-there are a lot of women out there-go ahead and piss us off--
Sad to say, aside from the bank cards, the lipstick tube and the change, both piles looked pretty much the same...
Even scarier? People who are too neat frighten me. If the wallet keeps the skeletal remains of a man's life and looking into that chasm of organized neatness tells me -here is a real possibility of minimal emotional response.
Meaning, if the man's wallet is so neat as to leave little to tell me about his life-it may be that is all there is to him-ditto for a woman.
Yes, I am organizationally challenged-but only where others can't see it.
I still know what appropriate behavior is called for to impress the sane and the organized.
Sigh. It's just never going to me...
I am so over Paris Hilton, Nicole Ritchie and Brittany Spears.I would ignore them -yes-I would-if the MEDIA didn't repeatedly inundate my newspapers, radio waves and TV with such drivel.
Not even a gentle spoon feeding occurs here-they way the media crams this at us it feels like a onslaught-full fledged enema only we have no way to expel it and I am starting to get a little PISSED OFF.
Unfortunately even the good things get fed via enema to us-
Yes, it is exciting to wait for the last Harry Potter Book-yes-it is fun to contemplate the closing of a phenomenal set of tales. But every frickin day? Five times a day-how many ways can you say it, for crying out loud??
Yeah, we know Bush is a screw up. We know Cheney is a bizarre little man-something out of a Rod Serling story-and we also know that the Republican Right Wing Christian Conservatives are a bunch of moralistic hypocrites that have more than likely steamier sex lives than any of us boring liberals will have-being in the hooker directory and all-
Okay. Enough. Quit trying to give me another enema. I read it. I know it. Now just get them out of there so we can get on with business.
If there is one thing we Americans like to do-more than just about anything else in our culture-it is drool, savor, boast, brag, snit, judge, tut tut, point fingers and prolong any agony we might come across.
Can't we just move on?? Take action, for crying out loud. Do something and move on.
I'll bet those Salem Witch Hunt trials and burnings had more exposure than OJ Simpson on his , "if the glove doesn't fit you must acquit" day.
No wonder McCarthy had so much power during his communist witch hunt-no one wanted to give up the lust for blood factor.
What a barbaric culture we are.
If the media reflects our culture we are in some sad shape-friends-prepare for many enemas ...
Las Vegas Police officers get pissed off, when they do, throwing the victim on the pavement in 117 degree weather leaves some nasty burns. Some people complain of this kind of treatment here in Las Vegas, land of greed, corruption and vice. Too bad, according to the law, you asked for it.117 degrees shreds your windshield wipers into tatters. Of course, when it rains in Vegas(about five times per year) turning them on is quite an entertaining sight, watching all those shredded spikes of rubber ineffectively moving across the windshield.
117 degrees will dry out your belts, melt asphalt, wear tires into strange contortions and burn your armpits trying to put a seat belt over the body. It will blow up any full, unopened soda cans left in the car(I know this for a fact). It will melt six boxes of 64 each Crayola crayons into a mess worthy of the largest candle you burn.
Travelers walking out of McCarren Airport in Las Vegas had this to say about the heat when walking out the doors, "Holy F***!" Little do they know drinking alcohol will also dehydrate a person -and the casinos are not exactly posting notices. Bad for profits.
Not even a fool in Las Vegas would spend a day at the pool in this searing sun. We have plenty of fools who live here, I know.
I must be one of them to live here in the summer.
