The outlaws still think an old hotel in the industrial side of Ballarat that have a “lots of choice” because the counter meal menu offers Australian _and_ Chinese items and that’s why it’s a good place for a birthday lunch.
Having “dined out” we returned to a home that is always kept at a comfortable temperature of “dear god my balls are dripping sweat”
I am being entertained by watching one of them flicking through TV channels - watching exactly only 23 seconds of each show before moving to the next one thus (presumably) ensuring the demons can’t open up a portal into the lounge room.
The other one has abducted Ingrid and showing her every blade of grass and weed in the garden.
“A white man and an elderly Native man became pretty good friends, so the white guy decided to ask him: “What do you think about Indian mascots?” The Native elder responded, “Here’s what you’ve got to understand. When you look at black people, you see ghosts of all the slavery and the rapes and the hangings and the chains. When you look at Jews, you see ghosts of all those bodies piled up in death camps. And those ghosts keep you trying to do the right thing. “But when you look at us you don’t see the ghosts of the little babies with their heads smashed in by rifle butts at the Big Hole, or the old folks dying by the side of the trail on the way to Oklahoma while their families cried and tried to make them comfortable, or the dead mothers at Wounded Knee or the little kids at Sand Creek who were shot for target practice. You don’t see any ghosts at all. “Instead you see casinos and drunks and junk cars and shacks. “Well, we see those ghosts. And they make our hearts sad and they hurt our little children. And when we try to say something, you tell us, ‘Get over it. This is America. Look at the American dream.’ But as long as you’re calling us Redskins and doing tomahawk chops, we can’t look at the American dream, because those things remind us that we are not real human beings to you. And when people aren’t humans, you can turn them into slaves or kill six million of them or shoot them down with Hotchkiss guns and throw them into mass graves at Wounded Knee. “No, we’re not looking at the American dream. And why should we? We still haven’t woken up from the American nightmare.”—On mascots & the Red Road: - Gathering Tribes | Facebook (via aboriginalnewswire)
I saw three posts from different people on my dashboard with their current viewing of episode x of series y of some show or other. It struck me as amusing to imagine if this occurred for *all* viewing …
Currently watching scene 7 of Horny Housewives 13!
#fap #fap #fap
“When you know who you are, you don’t look to the world to tell you. Similarly, you don’t fear other people since they cannot take anything from you. Your awareness of yourself as you really are is your liberation.”—The Lazy Yogi (via lazyyogi)
Mind you, it _may_ take you forty years of crawling through the thorned undergrowth in the darkest parts of your mind to face and battle the demons that inhabit there to allow the tear stained, anxiety filled, heart wrenching introspection that feels like it will end you to reach this point of realisation … but it’s true.
“People tend to think there’s this dichotomy where someone is either this perfect victim and totally innocent or a bad person because they might have had something to do with prostitution… There’s this idea that everyone needs to be rescued or that this isn’t an old problem. This is not about rescue—this is tied to a system.”—Cindy Liou, Human Trafficking Project coordinator and attorney with San Francisco-based Asian Pacific Islander Legal Outreach, quoted here. (via vmarinelli)
I was talking to my brother about women’s attitudes towards their bodies, especially regarding weight/fat, and when he said “most guys don’t notice/care about that kind of thing,” I tried to explain why it was a lot more complicated than that. I ended up telling this story.
@iamjustcara said: i don’t want to fish, can’t i just call someone and have fish delivered?
Though one can argue that that is also a form of fishing … the question is what type of fish are you after?
Do you want a commodity product? I mean, the fish is whatever is available and being served at the time - but it can be ordered over the phone, it can even be delivered and is available at an affordable price. But like a K-Mart, it’s just what’s on the shelf.
Perhaps you want a tailored product? Unlike the off the shelf fish of the commodity option, you get to choose the fishiness of the fish, even specifically ask for it by breed. The cost is a little more, but it may be subject to the ebbs and flows of the market supply - demand cycle. Plus, you can’t always get it immediately, so you may have to wait between ordering and delivery.
Do you want to go into a catch and release programme? In which case, you are still fishing, it’s just that you enjoy get to experience the fishiness and then send it back to the sea.
So, Absolutely. Do what works for you, by all means, it’s no one elses business but yours how you like your fish.
On relationships, dating, relating and generally interacting
Apropos friends and colleagues and new partners and general lunch time chit chats combined with an over analytical head and too much time on the train … so, in no particular order:
If you don’t go seeking, it’s not going to just land at your feet.
Love is fine and love is grand - but do not think that love conquers all.
Don’t be chasing frogs or abducting swans in the hope they’ll change into your prince(ss)
In fact, assume there are no belle prince(ss) charmings.
Soul mates? True love? Yeah, maybe - but just like the lotto - its best not to bank on that being your answer.
Use online boards, speed-date, stalk nerds in libraries … it doesn’t matter how you do it … but you do need to be fishing if you want to catch a fish.
Be yourself. If they are not interested in the real you, why would you want them?
Just because there is love, doesn’t mean it will be easy
Romance is something you make, its not mysterious and it doesn’t “just happen”
Often, love *is not* enough
Relationships are three legged pedestal. The seat of respect needs to sit on the legs of communication, compromise and trust. This is as true for placing upon it your friendship as it is for the placement of your heart.
Relationships are hard work. Even when they are easy, they still require work. Love and sex appeal are easy, but a lifetime of maintaining communication, compromise, respect and trust?
Just because someone is in a relationship doesn’t mean they stop looking at / checking out other people. They are not dead now. We all appreciate beauty. We all like to look.
Roving feet (and hands) do not necessarily follow a roving eye.
There is a difference between looking and drooling though.
Determine the rules of engagement. Be honest about them. You will never be happy if you agree to behaviour that runs against your grain.
Don’t worry about what other people think or say if you know in your secret places of the heart and mind that what you have and the rules you follow are right for both of you.
However, if those same secret places are filled with doubt, fear or regret then don’t ignore them.
Whatever your rules, do not forgive breaches. Once a trust is broken, the balance is rarely refilled, and if ignored, they may see it as a built in overdraft function. The pedestal is useless with a broken trust leg.
The most important physical aspect? The thing you look at 98% of the time. Their face. Everything else will change. Everything. But their face will stay the same. Sure, it will gather character and wrinkle as it ages - but the same eyes and the same smile will always be there.
The most important thing beyond physical attraction is the ability to interact. So seek someone who you can talk to, someone who you are comfortable being alone and silent with, someone who challenges you and makes you grow but still makes you feel safe.
Nothing is as attractive than someone who finds you attractive.
Sexy is an attitude.
Confidence is sexy. see also: Sexy is an attitude
Dress for yourself. Wearing clothes you are comfortable in lets you stand with confidence … see also: Confidence is sexy.
Do not dress like something out of a fantasy catalogue because otherwise you might find you are not only uncomfortable, but you may only attract those who are after the fantasy.
If you are only interested in what the relationship does for you, you are not ready for a relationship
If your partner is not trying to make you happy, why are you with them?
A commitment - whether a civil union, de facto or a marriage - is not about you. It is about your desire to make the other person happy.
May I just apologise to any and all tumblrs who I have asked, fan mailed, responded or otherwise interacted with where I was not inappropriate and promise you that I will never utilise the mask of anonymity to talk about how I long for your [redacted] and how I really [redacted] the way [redacted] and how my [redacted] is never the same when your [redacted] is involved.
Having trouble keeping up with Gonski? Don’t worry, the half dead trout in CORINNE GRANT’s Dad’s dinghy does fewer backflips than this government!
I can’t wait for Pyne to turn his hand to redesigning the national education curriculum. … I’m just hoping someone tries to sneak in Critical Thinking as a compulsory subject. That way, when the next generation hits the ballot box and has to decide which major party will run the country, perhaps they will delve a little deeper and save us from ourselves.
What we see through social media is a generation of ignorant social activists. Young men and women all too willing to care about and defend something they don’t truly understand and refuse to educate themselves further on because they assume the limited information they receive has been vetted by someone more knowledgeable than themselves. This happens on both sides of the fence, with both conservatives and liberals.
I’ve seen arguably intelligent young men and women stand up at banquets and rallies, demanding answers about things like healthcare, DOMA, federal military actions. Asking questions about things they’ve seen on Facebook, on twitter, things that they’ve taken little to no time to research for themselves, and they look like fools. No matter their age, they paint themselves with a red mark that announces ‘I’m not mature enough to be here, to discuss these issues’.
But even so, it isn’t truly about age. It’s about social awareness. You are not discounted until you make a mistake. Say the wrong thing or quote the wrong statistic. Until then, your legitimacy remains intact.
Tumblr is like this.
I’ve seen people furious over gay rights legislation that doesn’t actually exist. Wars that haven’t happened. Most recently text posts with tens of thousands of notes alleging that China and Russia are going to go to war with the US over Syria.
Blogs relaying damaging misinformation written by individuals who can’t seem to be bothered to read a newspaper or use google properly. This is a crippling trend, and no one sees it.
These people get untold attention and affirmation until one person with a large enough follower count points out the flaw in their argument. Corrects the mistake, and shifts the tide. But this doesn’t fix the thousands of people who liked and reblogged the original post. The damage is done.
If there is one thing I’ve learned from working on political campaigns, very little is more damaging than an activist who argues only one side of the story without recognizing the existence of the other; because your opinion, no matter how solid and seemingly factually based, is invalid the second your audience realizes they know more than you.
And the result of all of this is a generation of young activists who don’t understand why they aren’t being taken seriously.
I am not going to link to what has to be the stupidest piece of crap I have read on the internet (and I have read a lot of stupid crap!) about this so called “clean privilege” shite where men (ha!) are complaining about partners who complain that their penis is unwashed and then try to actually defend it with a bunch of unrelated bullshit about natural juices and what have you …
Here’s a really big clue people … ready for it?
EVEN ANIMALS CLEAN THEIR GENITALS EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.
“As long as you look for someone else to validate who you are by seeking their approval, you are setting yourself up for disaster. You have to be whole and complete in yourself. No one can give you that. You have to know who you are - what others say is irrelevant.”—Nic Sheff (via roothakers)
“Eight percent of college men have either attempted or successfully raped. Thirty percent say they would rape if they could get away with it. When the wording was changed to “force a woman to have sex,” the number jumped to 58%. Worse still, 83.5% argue that “some women look like they are just asking to be raped.”—
Margo Maine, “Body Wars”
There was a time that, as a person of the male persuasion, seeing this quote made me really mad. It made me mad that women would assume that I was a rapist; it made me mad that rape was becoming ‘my problem’; it made me mad because, frankly, I didn’t think it was true. I think that this is a really common male attitude when confronted with rape statistics- or, at least, it has been in my purely anecdotal experience.
But now, I know there is no excuse for that. Men need to take responsibility and look at these numbers for what they really are, and what they really, truly represent. Men, don’t be mad at the woman who is justifiably wary that more than half of the men she knows could be her potential rapist. Don’t be mad at that there’s someone trying to rain on your fun, privileged parade where rape is something that only happens on Law & Order. Don’t be mad that you can’t accept that rape is way more common than you think. Most of all, don’t be mad at the woman who was raped and is seeking justice and help for her assault just because you thinks she looks like she was ‘asking for it.’
Be mad at the man who waits in the park to prey on the women who have a right to feel safe in their own communities. Be mad at the man who takes advantage of his drunk girlfriend. Be mad at the man who pushes the issue when his wife isn’t in the mood. Be mad at the man who catcalls, who makes unwelcome advances, who cops a feel.
Don’t be angry at the woman who doesn’t entirely trust you. Be angry at the men who have made her feel that way. Don’t be a part of a problem.
To my fellow white bio-males: be mad that there are so many men out there who don’t give a shit about consent. DON’T be mad that someone has harshed your mellow with facts; you do not have a right to go through life unchallenged.