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I appologize for this colour, but it really seems much more legible than the other. ANGRY WORDS AND THOUGHTS THAT LEAVE ME FEELING REFRESHED |
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I am also appologizing for all the spelling errors that have occured naturally through the rather haphazard process of angry writing. |
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The above is End, the angry feminist. |
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CONTEMPLATION 1
Why did anyone, least of all the unseen hands of Fate, create and allow such noxious things as cheerleaders to inhabit the earth? Oh, and while we're on this disgruntling subject, why do schools allow cheerleading at all? If they don't advocate striptease then why is this, no less morally disturbing 'sport', lauded and even in some particularly vile cricumstances, encouraged. At our unfortunate edifice of cultivation, we have a male cheerleading squad. They, too, wear short skirts...and makeup. Naturally, being a feminist, I see this a half-hearted attempt to 'equalize' the genders. All it does is make both look ridiculous. True equality cannot come until girls are not expected to LOVE pink, and boys are not expected to be unsympathetic toward pastels. Of coursee, now everyone smiles and nods if a girl wants to play with trains or aeroplanes and the like, but are shocked and worried when a boy wants to play house or sew. What does this signify? (rhetorical question) It signifys that girls can strive to be 'better' than what they were born as. But boys can't, shouldn't, it's unnatural, to want to be 'lower' than their birth status. In short, comrades, the heriarchy exists. |
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I'm keeping this small, because it will give the strongest of the strong awful nightmares. Anyway, this is a very toned down stereotype, but one that conveys the sense of what the world thinks women ought to be. |
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And here is a typical male stereotype. These are in black and white, but they're quite reflective of this century also. |
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My own personal hero, Marie Curie. If you want a short biography on her, I've written one, but I suggest a tome written by her younger daughter Eve Curie. It's a very good book in its own right, and I have a rather weatherbeaten copy at home to justify my opinion.. |
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CONTEMPLATION 2
Hmmm. It's strange that people in our day and age, our day and age being October 27, 2001, 9:32 PM central time, should totally and adamantly refuse to believe that education is is no longer validated for anyone. Learning, of course, sacred pedestal of the sages and mages remains flauntingly untouched. It is our daring EDU that has been whipped into sad subjection. Perhaps I should not be so harsh on my coevals. Perhaps EDU has always suffered under the whims and tyrannies of respective ages. At any rate, I can clearly view its disintegration from my window. The classics, writing, artistry, any sort of GOOD literature are being grossly sat upon and smothered by a big (for lack of finer word) Butt. And by this Butt I do not mean what hacking persons of repective ages chuck in the trash can, nor what goats and degenerate Senators like to do in their spare hours, nor indeed the maltreated donkey, but rather the Butt of society. |
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The above is supposed to be a hot dog. I do not see it as anything like. It does not look edible. It does not look fullfilling. It does not look safe. I will not BEGIN on the lamentable condition of hot dog depictions in our world today. Why is the meat magenta? |
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Ahhh... the ancient Pillars of Learning. |
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