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Patriarchy is perpetuated by the male (and sadly sometimes female) insistence on enforcing their opinions and views on our bodies and what we do with them.
Thank god the Arizona contraception bill was vetoed. I’d had enough of that.
Well now that Jimmy is dead, this seems inaccurate.
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Revamped, again! Very excited about this new layout, which is not so different from the last, but alas, it looks so much cleaner.
LACMA.
Fiction.
About to embark on the Infinite Jest journey, and a tad nervous.
I’ve been thinking about they ways in which writers convey concepts in their novels. It’s baffling, ingenious, and elegant (or it can be).
To survive.
She sat up in front of her computer, which told her it was 1:45 AM - but the caffeinated drinks that she had been feeding into her body told her that it was more along the lines of 8:13 PM. Rapt, and eating an altogether too-salty bowl of pasta, herbs, and a generous helping of olive oil that she hastily threw together out of a desperate hunger and whatever contents she could find in her refrigerator, she was content in solitude. No one was there to cast opinions, she could sit with one leg propped up on the seat of her chair, gluttonously sliding pasta up into her mouth without lifting the bowl, panting intermittently from the high levels of sodium on her palate.
And that was how she died of heart failure at 80, she could not help thinking to herself. Morbid thoughts were a vice.
Between standing and sitting.
I’ve been thinking a lot, over a long period of time, about how to broach the subject of rape. For every article out there that doles out facts about the number of women who get raped, or how the majority of rapes are not perpetrated by strangers (i.e. more Joan Harris than Charlotte King - {warning, these links lead to disturbing Youtube clips from Mad Men and Private Practice, respectively}), there is a side of my brain reserved for the consideration of what can sometimes be a careless accusation in a court of law where punishment may be exacted.
Many of my linguistically-pedantic friends may find problems with how ‘rape’ is defined - we should be careful and specific, etc. So, in a situation that finds two drunk parties engaged in coitus after hanging out at a bar one night, while the woman in the dyad in question may find that to be questionable action the next morning - and would never otherwise or in sobriety engage in sex with the male in question - it is difficult to prove rape in this situation (I know that it is a huge assumption to designate the genders as I have but it is for the sake of brevity and the point that I am trying to make).
To give a real life anonymous example: girl hangs out with male friend one night. Both get hammered. Girl blacks out somewhere along the way, while appearing to remain fully functional. As the night progresses, she wakes up (or comes to) to find said male friend having sex with her. Girl feels incredibly upset and emotionally fraught in the aftermath.
Brits vs. Americans: verbal edition
Inspired by the Economist and Gawker articles about Britishisms vs. Americanisms, here’s how it breaks down. For me.
Insect > Bug [sounds better]
Lift > Elevator [shorter word]
Trolley < Cart [shorter word]
Lorry > Truck [sounds better; however, I still use ‘truck’]
Queue < Line [more letter- & vowel-efficient]
AdVERtisement > AdverTISEment [breaks up the word more nicely, I would say]
GARage < GaRAZH [sounds better]
Flat ~ Apartment [I use both]
Holiday > Vacation [Re:Madonna’s song; ‘vacation’ sounds dreadful]
Petrol > Gas [sounds better; ‘gas,’ really?]
Car Park > Parking Lot [on account of I still say that]
Chav > White Trash [shorter phrase]
Cheers/Peace,
A
Volt Magazine.
