Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
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Friday, Mar. 11, 2005 - 2:27 a.m.
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News Items and a Bit of Malebashing
My god, I think I should just keep a running bloglike entry of weird and wonderful and horrid and other things I hear on the radio.
Right now the editor in chief of the Dagen's Nyheter or something like that... Stockholm's major newspaper, read by 300,000 people... is on the radio. Turns out he wanted to be a lawyer, and one of his friends was moaning about the difficulty of getting into journalism school, and this pre-editor was poopooing it, and his friend dared him to try to get in himself by writing some exam, and the pre-editor got in and his friend did not! So he decided that since it was supposedly so difficult to get into that school, he may as well take the classes while he was there.
That is so funny. I love stories like that... stories of plans gone off on another tangent, and people doing things not cuz they are totally goal-driven but cuz they go "oh why the hell not?". hehe.
The other thing was on the internet, and I found it when I googled "mange de la merde" which of course means "Eat Shit" in French... It is an interview with a woman who investigated prostitution, esp child prostitution, prostitution within families, bestiality, scat etc, in the African community in Europe, and who wrote a book about it. Sorry, but the interview is in French. If I had lots of time, I'd translate it. But basically, she tracks down rumours and gossip and ends up on these women's doorsteps and gets invited in, and has this whole schtick down of "well, I heard these rumours, people are talking, and let me hear your side of the story", and calls these women "maman, or mere", as if they are above her and she is a child or younger person, and she never looks them in the eye. She says they usually are verbally violent for the first three minutes and then calm down.
And all say the same thing "Oh, it is not prostitution, they are just helping these girls and kids (often under 14, and little kids like 5 or 7 yrs old), who would be being raped on the streets or whatever, and they are arranging that it happens in a nice warm house and that they are safe and that they can send money back to their families in Africa, or whatever"... and that they wouldn't do it if they had a choice. (ah, as if one doesn't have a choice but to sell 7 yr old boys to white men to rape and plunder every night)...
And the woman interviewer says the children mostly say the same too... they say that their "maman, or tata" is helping them, helping them have work, and that they'll be able to go to school later or whatever. Brainwashed. Though some hold her hand and cry and ask to make their "maman" promise not to let the white man touch them tonight, and some have torn anuses and vaginas and are bleeding and she takes them to emergency.
She says that when she is alone, she has like flashbacks of little girls torn apart, or walking in on a bestiality movie being made, or speaking with angry young girls who say "so, yeah I eat shit and drink urine but I get paid to do it and it's not so bad and you're trying to say that I'm bad, and that my tata is bad and it is not true".
Boggling. Sad. Scary.
She says that often she cannot look any men in the eye. That she is cold to men. That she has seen so much and heard so much, and that they say to her "why do you think you will make any difference? The same diplomats and people you complain to about the child trafficking from Africa are the same ones who help us get the kids into the country. You think they are going to take your side and stop the kids working??"
Horrid. Imagine a 6 yr old thinking that someone is HELPING them by getting men to fuck them every night. Imagine a 14 yr old thinking you are NOT helping them when you say "what the fuck are you doing eating shit for money?". Horrid horrid horrid.
And who are these White Men who are the customers? Who want to rape 5 yr old boys and watch 14 yr old girls eat shit?? I think they should have their heads removed with a thin cheese slicing wire. Slowly.
And they say that gay marriage is evil.
And they say that to say that prostitution is in many cases bad is malebashing. Sometimes a baseball bat over their heads would be the malebashing I would like. No, I think that we should perhaps start showing children eating shit on prime time tv so that these men are not spoken ill of. It is nice. It is ok. It is wonderful.
And yeah, the women collaborate. And the kids don't complain.
But who is putting up the money?? That is the question.
OK back to work.
tah.
3:45 OMG they are now having a reporter from the BBC World Service come to help a young chinese woman (27 yr old professional) with her problem... and her problem?? She is 27 and her mom was married at 26 so she is looking for a man. Yikes. She wants to meet an intelligent artsy guy, maybe an artist, an architect etc. She likes to read, play the piano. They go to meet a woman who give advice... and the advice?? Wear makeup. A new haircut. Nail polish... apparently red nail polish, esp on the toes, attracts attention of chinese men. How horrid. They are also telling her to go to bars.
Now this young 27 yr old is no idiot... she is like "in a bar??? I think that's really superficial" and she sounds REALLY SCEPTICAL about the nail polish. But you know what? No makeup, no nailpolish, no sitting in a bar giggling... In fact, her end decision?? She says that even 30 is no deadline, that she doesn't need to rush to find a man. Hehe. I am overjoyed at her reluctance to become a poupoune. :D tah again!
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previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
The FOODCOMMANDER - Monday, Jun. 08, 2009
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