From bad to worse....

I noticed lately that when life gets you down, it just keeps kicking the shit out of you. If there was a god what a bully he would be, luckily I can just depend on my perpetual bad luck to always be there for me. In the last three weeks almost everything that could go wrong has taken the opportunity to do just that, and with a vengeance. I mean any time I think I am about to get my head above water another wave comes crashing down. I mean seriously, either finish the job or lay off universe! I can only assume that this terrible “luck” or whatever it is that is punishing me will just continue into next week, which is finals, so I guess the best is yet to come. If I make it through the night, perhaps I will blog yet again. Then the bad luck becomes yours I guess. :)

You can't do this job you're a girl.

My Grandfather is an 84 year old retired Chief Petty Officer who served 20 years in the Navy. He lived through the Great Depression, WW2, and Vietnam, which is why I give him some leeway when he says things like “girls can’t do fill in your task here”. This time I had asked to work for the family business till I could find a job, to which his reply was “No, I don’t think you could handle a job with the properties, there is too much hard manual labor.” However, I am also the girl that has to prove to you I can do something if you say I can’t. So I devised a plan, the plan was simple, to go in Saturday when he was off work. So I spent my Saturday pulling up carpet, which a herd of 15 Pomeranians lived on, ripping all the tack board up, and yanking out the concrete nails with nothing but a box knife and a crowbar. Yeah, I’ll be working next week at the family business and my Grandfather will still be telling me that I can’t do manual labor based on the fact that I have girl parts but hey it’s a job. :)

You don't even deserve to be in this country......what ever that means...

So I was having a rather lively and unemotional political discussion the other day on Facebook with a acquittance that somehow ended with him screaming (all CAPS lol) "you don't even deserve to be in this country". What the hell? Where did that come from? I thought discussing the faults and failures of the government was supposed to be one of the great things about this country, not this self imposed dictatorship. Should I be looking over my shoulder for the secret police? I mean for real people, if you don't watch the government those fuckers they will do some crazy shit with our country but because I disagree with some policies and choices the government has made I am unpatriotic? No I don't think the US is the best and greatest country in the world...because that isn't patriotism that is ethnocentric. I am more in line with Marcus Garvey I would say, more of a humanist over nationalist. I read a quote by Garvey when I was young that kind of set me up for my way of thinking about race and nationality, it said "We must become members of a new race, overcoming petty prejudice, owing our ultimate allegiance not to nations but to our fellow men within the human community." So no america you are not my number one, you're not my number one for many reasons, because you fight for oil and call it a fight for peace, because people are being subjected to genocide and we do nothing, because there is civil unrest and you don't care, because rape is used as a weapon everyday in other countries and I have to hear some DUI shit about Lindsey Lohan or LoLo or whatever the fuck you are calling her now, because I have no health insurance, because the you still can't decide if some people can get married, because you still haven't freed us we just stopped looking. So with that I'd like to say, I recently read a book called The Red Orchestra by Anne Nelson and in the preface I read the most wonderful thing "true patriotism required them to oppose their own government." So fuck you FB foe!