It’s National Daughters Day!

I freaking HATE fake National (Insert Something Here) Days, because it’s ridiculous and disingenuous and self-serving.

If you are lucky enough to have a child of either gender, consider yourself blessed. You don’t need to be celebrated. You already were. #morningprincess

If you want to celebrate your daughters, how about you work to reduce the incidence of rape of college campuses, or to increase reproductive health options, or to demand universal paid maternity leave and preschool and health care? That seems like something worth celebrating.

Oh, wait… I get it…It’s not really about celebrating our daughters, or the issues that face them.

It’s about posting cute photos on FB so everyone you went to high school with knows you have a daughter.

That’s nice. It’s sort of like Yankee Candles or Thomas Kinkeade prints. #goodtimes

If you want to celebrate daughters, make sure they inherit a world in which men don’t grope them with impunity and where they make the same pay as their male colleagues.

I have daughters. I love them. They’re lovely, and potty-trained.

And so, in honor of (drum roll, please) “National Daughter Day!” (Barf vomit watery diarrhea), this is my post.

#mydaughtersknowwhattheymeantome #stupidfakeholidays #preciousme #godosomethingrighteous

My Hero, Greta

Greta Thunberg is 16 years old. She’s on the Spectrum.

She became alarmed by the issue of climate change which – hold onto your hats – is actually recognized as a fact in some parts, as opposed to something you either do, or do not, “believe in.”

As in, do you believe in gravity? In a round world? In the power of antibiotics to fight infection?

Uh huh.

So Greta. She’s responsible, in part, for the increased awareness of the climate crisis. She’s formidable enough to have sparked last week’s Climate Strike, and was invited to speak at the United Nations, where she blasted world leaders for the world they have left her.

Some try to discount her based upon the fact that her appearance is similar to Hitler youth. Yeah, that’s true. Just ask that POS Dinesh D’Souza.

Others have pegged her as “mentally ill.” Yeah, that’s also true. Just ask Fox News (always the pinnacle of subtlety and nuance). I wonder if it’s because, as a person on the Spectrum, she may lack certain interpersonal skills. God forbid we who DO have those skills strain ourselves listening for the deeper message.

To those who say, “she’s a child.” Well, hey? What were you doing when you were 16? Were you making headlines? Were you the spokesperson for perhaps the most important issue facing the world? Tell me about the disabilities you were dealing with at the time, and please fill me in onhow many people you got to sit up and listen?

If you have children, you should be screaming your support of Greta Thunberg, because you’ll be dead before your kids will, and if you’d like them to have anything like the life you did, guess what?

If something doesn’t change, they won’t.

Some people always get nervous when strong young women stand up against the patriarchy. Those people are cowards.

Thank you, Greta Thunberg.

Some Thoughts About George

George Conway (Mr. Kelly Anne Conway) spends a lot of time trolling Trump on Twitter, and mostly I agree with the sentiments he expresses.

Here’s the problem, though:

In all other respects, Conway is an arch conservative who supported Brett Kavanaugh’s nomination to the Supreme Court and generally walks in lock step with all things McConnell.

He just hates Donald Trump. Not his policies, necessarily…he hates the man.

And while there may be plenty to dislike, one has to wonder whether this normally media-shy man is truly bothered by what he perceives to be the fundamental unfitness of our current commander in chief or whether it had more to do with the fact that said commander in chief happens to be his wife’s boss…or that his wife appears to be one of the few people who has any influence over him?

Which, if you were an unremarkable-looking, camera shy, wonkish, kinda nerdy attorney, and your wife was a sassy, powerful woman who some might find attractive and who clearly doesn’t need YOU to pay the bills, might feel kind of threatening.

Especially if your wife seemed to genuinely like and believe in her boss who, many are saying, is kind of rapey and handsy and gross.

So one has to wonder how much George would have to say about Trump if his wife didn’t work for him, which then suggests that George’s tweets calling into question Trump’s mental health may have more to do with jealousy and male ego than a genuine concern about whether Donald Trump is or is not the worst thing that has ever happened to our country.

Which is pretty backward, George, because while she’s a good soldier, your wife isn’t sleeping with her boss, and you need to get over the fact that while some may find her role as Chief Apologist maddening and absurd, others think she’s all that and love her spunk. Which may also have something to do with why you’re so angry.

Here’s my point: If your hatred of Trump is based upon solid conservative principals and an insistence that leadership be ethical and in furtherance of solid conservative principles, then you need to be tweeting at a lot of other people, too.

If, instead, you’re angry that your wife is on a big stage getting lots of (platonic) love from a dwindling base and a big, sloppy orangutan, you need to do the following:

  1. Put down your phone and stop tweeting;
  2. Walk to the closest mirror, look into it, and slap yourself; and
  3. Talk to your wife, and work it out, because this one-sides marital spat is unseemly and makes us feel very uncomfortable.

Bottom Line: Trump is not the problem (well, he is for many, but he’s not YOUR problem). Your problem is with your wife (and it’s your problem, not hers). Go to the gym, lose some weight, take up knitting or maybe fencing or the bagpipes. It’ll make everyone feel better.

Deep Dive Into Sexual Assault(Or, Why I’m Still Pissed Off At Gender Traitor Susan Collins)

Brett Kavanaugh is back in the news – a deeper (way too late) investigation by the NYT as to allegations by fellow Eli Deborah Ramirez that the now SCOTUS Justice wagged his penis in her face.

Which is gross. If it happened. #probablydid

Did he? Who knows. #hedoes #maybenot #wholelottabeer

I’m so weary of allegations reported too late to make a difference, even as I understand exactly why the victims were too afraid of potential repercussions to come forward. #metoo

Because who knows who will someday be nominated to serve on the nation’s Supreme Court?

Who knows how important it may later be that someone entrusted to interpret the Constitution views half the population as chattel existing solely to wash one’s socks and administer blow jobs?

Who knows how badly a woman’s character and credibility will be destroyed before her allegations are ultimately discounted as lies, even though she has a doctorate in neuroscience? #badly

Who knows the political climate that may then exist, or the appetite of the 1% to vigorously insist that potential jurists not be the subject of myriad allegations of sexual assault?

Who knows how powerful the Fundamentalist “Christian” movement will become? Who can imagine the depths to which they will sink in an effort to bolster the “pro-life” agenda?

For centuries, the idea that women were less than men was accepted as fact.

Which is why raping women wasn’t such a big deal. Ever. And still isn’t.

And why it’s okay to take your tiny little privileged pee pee out and shake it in the face of a woman in order to impress upon her – if 18 years in this society had not already imprinted on her brain – that women exist solely to tend to your needs and satisfy you sexually.

May we someday be a culture that does not tolerate sexual assault, of any person.

May we someday be a culture that believes allegations of sexual assault, by any person.

May we someday have a government that reflects the realty of its citizenry.

COVID 19 Diary – 5/3/20

This from Oklahoma:

“In the short time beginning on May 1, 2020, that face coverings have been required for entry into stores/restaurants, store employees have been threatened with physical violence and showered with verbal abuse,” City Manager Norman McNickle said in a statement. “In addition, there has been one threat of violence using a firearm.”

Dalai Lama says we need to be kind.

Dalai Lama, I am all out of kind right now.

COVID 19 Diary – 5/02/20

During World War II, as United States industry turned its attention to manufacturing military equipment and food was needed to feed troops, Americans were forced to do without – or, at least, to do less. Tires, cars, fabric, and certain home goods were hard to come by; most food were rationed.

I wasn’t alive then, but I have a feeling people weren’t storming their state houses, armed and furious at the gross violation of their civil rights.

Then, there was agreement that we as a nation were united against a common enemy, and whether you loved or hated FDR, his message for the entirety of his wartime leadership was one of unity underpinned by a singular desire to bring peace to the people he knew he existed to serve (and no, he wasn’t perfect. He cheated on his wife and had the blood of those aboard the MS St. Louis on his hands).

Things are a little different here in 2020. Some 80 years later, when most people have never seen an iron lung and find the idea of losing a child to diseases now preventable through routine vaccination protocols, I’m not sure there is even agreement that COVID 19 is a common enemy, and of all the things that are important to the person in the Oval Office, “promoting unity” is on the list right below “stop groping women” and “read a book.”

We as a country have become a spoiled, indulged toddler whining for candy in the grocery store line. We can not tolerate a moment’s discomfort; we are impatient and intolerant of anything that stands between us and instant gratification. We so take for granted the relative ease and privilege of our lives that being asked to stay at home is, for some, a burden of such oppressive dimensions it warrants screaming at law enforcement officers, health care workers, and elected officials – all of whom have no motive other than to – wait for it – keep people safe.

Selfish fucking bastards.

What is even more difficult to stomach is the staggering hypocrisy of so many protesters, armed with their placards invoking the Constitution and insisting with the hollow self-righteousness of someone who has never actually read the Constitution that their personal freedoms have been abridged.

It’s probably not even worth mentioning that these protestors believe absolutely in their right to do so, even though these demonstrations force local governments to deploy law enforcement personnel to make sure things don’t get out of hand (and how could they, with this reasonable group of rabid, gun-toting zealots?) and, in at least on case, blocked access to a hospital. Thank god they’re not like that asshole Colin Kaepernick who disrupted traffic and required an armed police presence – at taxpayer expense – every time he took a knee at an NFL GAME.

Selfish fucking bastard.

But it’s about civil rights! Those inalienable rights articulated by our founders in the Bill of Rights. The same rights that guarantee freedom from unlawful search and seizure, and from cruel and unusual punishment. The same rights that guarantee equal protection under the law (okay, that came a little later). But they’re our rights, and NO one can take them away from us!!

Which is why these protesters had nothing but praise for LeBron James when he exercised his right to free speech by wearing a T-shirt at practice that said, “I can’t breathe,” or why they applauded Megan Rapinoe when she took a knee to protest the treatment of the LGBTQ Community in the United States.

And, of course, these protesters would never have supported GOP lawmakers who sought to institute stricter limitations on public demonstrations in the wake of more vocal and frequent protests in the Black Community intended to raise awareness about police brutality. Civil rights are civil rights, no matter what color you are.

But the protestors say, we have to lift all “shut down” orders so the economy can reset, so herd immunity can do its job and kill all the sick old people (because we don’t need them anyway), and so everyone can get a damn haircut.

Okay. You want to lift the quarantine? Let’s do it. As of this minute, all businesses can reopen, people can return to work, and anyone who wants a haircut can get a haircut. Protesters want the right to
Go shopping or out to dinner or bowling or to a strip club? You got it! Orders lifted! All of those businesses can reopen!

Happy now? No? How come?

Because some hair stylists, waitstaff, or other service providers don’t want to be exposed to your nasty germs, and won’t return to work?

Guess what? That’s THEIR civil rights, and you don’t get to decide what they get to do.

Even if you’re a spoiled, indulged, impatient toddler.

Selfish fucking bastards.

COVID 19 Diary – 4/29/30

Fuck you, Mayo Clinic. Fuck your doctors, nurses, staff, and patients. Fuck you all. I’m the Vice President, and I don’t need no stinking mask.


Here was Toad Boy’s explanation:

“As Vice President of the United States I’m tested for the coronavirus on a regular basis, and everyone who is around me is tested for the coronavirus. And since I don’t have the coronavirus, I thought it’d be a good opportunity for me to be here, to be able to speak to these researchers these incredible healthcare personnel and look them in the eye and say thank you.”

The good people at the Mayo Clinic could tell you that you can be exposed and initially asymptomatic before becoming symptomatic. During this time, you can be ragingly contagious.

Also…and doctors, help me out with this…I didn’t know that wearing a mask rendered one unable to (1) talk; or (2) look people in the eye.

Finally, a nice way to say “thank you” is by being respectful of hospital protocols and by setting a fucking example.

COVID 19 Diary – 4/28/20

Doctors and scientists aren’t sure it’s a good idea for everyone to be getting back out there, going to restaurants, breathing on each other in the movies, and exposing salespeople and waitstaff to our nasty germs.

Lots of people who aren’t doctors and scientists say it’s fine.

One of them – a leader of the “Reopen North Carolina” movement, Audrey Whitlock – has tested positive for COVID 19. Can’t imagine how she got it.

Many are anxious to reopen the economy so that things can get back to normal, the stock market can start booming again, and everyone can get a haircut, but those pesky epidemiologists suggest that a premature re-entry could unleash a second wave of contagion.

I like my personal freedom as much as the next middle-aged lady growing out her gray hair, but I also like not dying, so I think I am going to listen to the people with advanced degrees, and not people who go to protests carrying signs that say “Live free or die” (or maybe both); “Freedom Trumps Safety” (which is why we let toddlers run into the street); and “Quarantine the Sick, not the Healthy” (great idea…now you tell me who’s sick and who’s not, please); and “Flatten the curve, not the Economy” (translation: “we should stay home, but we shouldn’t have to stay home”).

Anyway, the two major health networks in my home town both say I should stay home, and since staying home is more likely to keep me from dying than not staying home (so long as I avoid mainlining Windex, that is), I think I’ll stay home.

COVID 19 Diary – 4/24/20

At his press briefing yesterday, our president suggested that scientists explore whether the internal use of disinfectants could cure those with COVID 19.

He said it during a televised event ostensibly televised to provide information and guidance to the American people during a confusing time.

After being appropriately criticized for such an irresponsible suggestion, and following statements companies like Lysol and Clorox probably never thought they would ever have to issue (that is, don’t ingest our toxic, poisonous cleaning products), Trump now says it was a prank on reporters.

First, no it wasn’t. Watch the tape. Read the transcript. Don’t step in dog poop and tell me I farted.

Second, even if he were the kind of guy who liked a good prank – and in the last three years, Trump has displayed a sense of humor about as often as he has gone to church – now is really not the time, least of all when the intended audience is not reporters, but the American people.

Third, if it truly was a prank, maybe mention that fact while the people who might be inclined to experiment are still listening. Like, maybe say, “that was a joke, by the way, because I like to tease the reporters.”

Because, sadly, there are people in this country that, for reasons that confound me, trust this president above every other source of information, including ones we used to, as a nation, consider incontrovertible. There are some people who believe that he, and he alone, is the only person who will tell them the truth, and for whatever that says about them, Trump knows it, and he knows there are a few of them that would go straight to the cleaning cupboard and start chugging the Clorox if he told them it would keep them safe.

So, Trump is either (a) really bad at making jokes; (b) irresponsible in his pranking; (c) a bald-faced liar; (d) a complete and total moron; (e) a narcissist who believes he knows more than the CDC, WHO, Fauci, Birx, every doctor, nurse, respiratory therapist, epidemiologist/public health professional, biologist, toxicologist, etc.; (f) in the advanced stages of dementia; (g) on drugs; or (h) all of the above.

But maybe just one tweet to remind your peeps not to drink the bleach.

UPDATE: Dr. Birx had this to say today:

“When he gets new information, he likes to talk that through out loud and really have that dialogue and so that’s what dialogue he was having. I think he just saw the information at the time immediately.. and he was still digesting that information.”

So…it wasn’t sarcasm, it was Trump processing new information? Ummm….okay.