This really belongs to Sagewebs, but you know how SHE is - trotting all over the social scene with her scooter and that Amy Pig. She might not get around to posting it for - hell. A few hours. Unless there's a WBA game and then you won't see it for LOTS longer.
She twittered this. It's cute. Well, except for that one move. THAT's a little creepy. I won't tell you which one, in case you think it's award winning.
Thursday, July 02, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Women and What's Going On
We were hardly intimates, but did belong to the same very small circle of friends. Every weekend, all week end long, we moved in to an actor-on-location's mansion and took over and drank bucket loads and played in the huge-o jacuzzi and played on the tennis courts and once, tried roller skating on the tennis courts.
After a few years, I moved and divorced. She married. The circle, as far as I could tell when I returned, broke. Well, at least my itsy bitsy part of the arc did.
Now, she's divorcing. She wrote a piece about it in a national magazine she's a regular contributor to. Ronnie alerted me. I read it. I thought it was well written, if not her best work. What with it flirting around the edges of what's inarguably a highly private and personal experience, I don't know what anyone would expect.
Apparently, self flagellation. The lashing she took was breathtaking. She was accused of ... oh, just about everything you could accuse someone of, especially someone who ruined the whole fucking free world by having an affair.
True, her argument (not arguing argument but more a proposition) was that perhaps marriage is not really an institution we should be investing in.
Maybe she could have changed a few words and delivered the idea more gently.
I don't know. There's no shortage of people who'll condemn in an instant. I guess the rest of us look so slovenly from the moral high ground.
It's not an aside (although, a trillion paragraphs down, it probably LOOKS like an aside) to say I've struggled the last couple of months with blogging. Some people can write about what's going on and I LOVE that, but I tend to write about what I'm thinking about (which, generally, is pretty goofy shit). It's been hard because I've been trying to figure out Women Groups. Groups for Women. Women, Getting Together and Being a Gang.
I like women. I particularly like the women I know. I'm not lying (well, look amongst yourselves) when I say they are true, highly ethical, smart and creative people. Emphasis on people.
Anyway, while I like women, I can count the number of times I've been friends with a big group of women, and that includes my not very successful stab at belonging to a sorority. Go Kappa Kappa Gamma! I was SO on the fringe.
For various reasons, I've found myself in 'Women' groups lately and here's what I have to ask: What the fuck happens to women in a group?
In my opinion - no. Not my opinion. In my experience: it's not good. One minute, talking to women individually, they're full of wonderful honesty, amazing humor, bravery, talent, et cetera. In a group? (And because this is so novel to me, I don't even know what number actually constitutes a group) they stop being discerning, refuse to stand up for what's ethically right, and turn into simpering enablers.
It's not authentic, it's certainly not excellence and if it looks supportive, then we should talk about the definition of supportive. For fucksake.
I've spent more time than I should thinking: well, since I've never done this, maybe I just don't understand how it works. So I've checked with friends that I assumed were better at it than me. 'Me?' they said. 'Oh, no. I don't do big groups of women, either.'
The one friend who does? Did. She was an active feminist who literally just had an episode that made her say: Hell, no. If they're not trying to include ALL women and ALL the beliefs and concerns of all women, of all political stripes and colors? (I actually forget how she ended that line, but if it was me? I'd have ended it with Fuck no.)
So, back to the author of the provocative article: Whoa. Nobody came out lashing and whipping harder than women. And lecturing. Whooo. Because everyone loves a lecture on morality. I didn't do the math, but since it's a blog and I don't employ fact checkers and I can make up numbers, that's what I'm going to do. I had the impression that 4 out of five respondents/commenters felt it was a very good argument to haul out their 15 years of marriage as proof that she was a quitter, a self centered blah blah blah.
Yah? Well, I heard it, too. Luckily, because I'm not a columnist, I didn't hear it- hear it. I just saw it on peoples' faces. (Frankly, her face might have been one of them that sneered.) And loads of those people? Yah. They got divorced within a few years. Imagine that. All that self righteous perfection disguising ... well, the list is too long to recite.
Anyway, while they were sitting in judgment of wicked me, it apparently never EVER
The point isn't to bask in their come-uppance. The point is to say that it's not pretty what's going on with women. I don't understand it at all and I don't want to understand it. They want to get all judgmental, they can have at it.
But women have too much great stuff going on to be held hostage by the threat of being judged. Okay. Can't speak for any other woman.
I'm just not into it.
After a few years, I moved and divorced. She married. The circle, as far as I could tell when I returned, broke. Well, at least my itsy bitsy part of the arc did.
Now, she's divorcing. She wrote a piece about it in a national magazine she's a regular contributor to. Ronnie alerted me. I read it. I thought it was well written, if not her best work. What with it flirting around the edges of what's inarguably a highly private and personal experience, I don't know what anyone would expect.
Apparently, self flagellation. The lashing she took was breathtaking. She was accused of ... oh, just about everything you could accuse someone of, especially someone who ruined the whole fucking free world by having an affair.
True, her argument (not arguing argument but more a proposition) was that perhaps marriage is not really an institution we should be investing in.
Maybe she could have changed a few words and delivered the idea more gently.
I don't know. There's no shortage of people who'll condemn in an instant. I guess the rest of us look so slovenly from the moral high ground.
It's not an aside (although, a trillion paragraphs down, it probably LOOKS like an aside) to say I've struggled the last couple of months with blogging. Some people can write about what's going on and I LOVE that, but I tend to write about what I'm thinking about (which, generally, is pretty goofy shit). It's been hard because I've been trying to figure out Women Groups. Groups for Women. Women, Getting Together and Being a Gang.
I like women. I particularly like the women I know. I'm not lying (well, look amongst yourselves) when I say they are true, highly ethical, smart and creative people. Emphasis on people.
Anyway, while I like women, I can count the number of times I've been friends with a big group of women, and that includes my not very successful stab at belonging to a sorority. Go Kappa Kappa Gamma! I was SO on the fringe.
For various reasons, I've found myself in 'Women' groups lately and here's what I have to ask: What the fuck happens to women in a group?
In my opinion - no. Not my opinion. In my experience: it's not good. One minute, talking to women individually, they're full of wonderful honesty, amazing humor, bravery, talent, et cetera. In a group? (And because this is so novel to me, I don't even know what number actually constitutes a group) they stop being discerning, refuse to stand up for what's ethically right, and turn into simpering enablers.
It's not authentic, it's certainly not excellence and if it looks supportive, then we should talk about the definition of supportive. For fucksake.
I've spent more time than I should thinking: well, since I've never done this, maybe I just don't understand how it works. So I've checked with friends that I assumed were better at it than me. 'Me?' they said. 'Oh, no. I don't do big groups of women, either.'
The one friend who does? Did. She was an active feminist who literally just had an episode that made her say: Hell, no. If they're not trying to include ALL women and ALL the beliefs and concerns of all women, of all political stripes and colors? (I actually forget how she ended that line, but if it was me? I'd have ended it with Fuck no.)
So, back to the author of the provocative article: Whoa. Nobody came out lashing and whipping harder than women. And lecturing. Whooo. Because everyone loves a lecture on morality. I didn't do the math, but since it's a blog and I don't employ fact checkers and I can make up numbers, that's what I'm going to do. I had the impression that 4 out of five respondents/commenters felt it was a very good argument to haul out their 15 years of marriage as proof that she was a quitter, a self centered blah blah blah.
Yah? Well, I heard it, too. Luckily, because I'm not a columnist, I didn't hear it- hear it. I just saw it on peoples' faces. (Frankly, her face might have been one of them that sneered.) And loads of those people? Yah. They got divorced within a few years. Imagine that. All that self righteous perfection disguising ... well, the list is too long to recite.
Anyway, while they were sitting in judgment of wicked me, it apparently never EVER
The point isn't to bask in their come-uppance. The point is to say that it's not pretty what's going on with women. I don't understand it at all and I don't want to understand it. They want to get all judgmental, they can have at it.
But women have too much great stuff going on to be held hostage by the threat of being judged. Okay. Can't speak for any other woman.
I'm just not into it.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Open to Interpretation
It's a pretty simple story, but animating it? Conjuring up how it should be illustrated? Jeeeeeeezus.
And here's the thing. Some people get it. Some people don't. It's win-win.
It's like anything, isn't it? We 'get it' according to our needs and where we sit and see the world.
Oh well. Maybe you'll like it. Maybe you won't. Win-win. Again. Wow. We could sweep the series.
And here's the thing. Some people get it. Some people don't. It's win-win.
It's like anything, isn't it? We 'get it' according to our needs and where we sit and see the world.
Oh well. Maybe you'll like it. Maybe you won't. Win-win. Again. Wow. We could sweep the series.
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