Humorless

As has been noted elsewhere all over the feminist blogosphere, both Amanda Marcotte and Seal Press have issued apologies in regard to the racist images published in AM's new book. Matt's got both apologies here, and I was really struck by something in the Seal Press statement, which I just can't let go without comment (emphasis mine):

We do not believe it is appropriate for a book about feminism, albeit a book of humor, to have any images or illustrations that are offensive to anyone.

…Please know that neither the cover, nor the interior images, were meant to make any serious statement. We were hoping for a campy, retro package to complement the author's humor. That is all.

If taken seriously as a representation of our intentions, these images are also not very feminist.

…We also extend this apology to the author, Amanda Marcotte, who did not select these images for her book. Writing humor is very difficult.
If only you women of color and your allies would stop taking everything so seriously and get a sense of humor, none of this would have happened!

Part of their apology is a promise to participate in some diversity training. It might be beneficial for them to go back and take a Feminism 101 course, too, since they've evidently not learned that dismissing concerns on the basis of humorlessness is about the oldest silencing trope in the patriarchy's book, so ubiquitous as to be positively quaint (in that Alberto Gonzales kinda way).

When an ostensibly feminist press is using one of the most reflexive techniques of misogynists to silence their critics, that's a bigger problem than diversity training can cure.

That doesn't mean it's incurable. But it's gonna take some serious work. I hope they're up to it.

(My apologies if someone else has already discussed this particular issue. I've done a ton of reading, but didn't see it addressed anywhere. If someone else has mentioned it, let me know in comments, and I'll update the post with links.)

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Monday Blogaround

Sock it to me, Shakers!

Recommended Reading:

Digby: Following the Script

Cara: Faulty Feminist Introspection

Silent Patriot: Craig Ferguson Roasts President Bush

Chris: Prayers to Lower Gas Prices

Echidne: Turning It Upside Down

Elle: Not-So-Popular Wisdom

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Reason #1,365,982 I'm Sad John Edwards Dropped Out of the Race

And Reason #1 why I have not endorsed either of the two remaining candidates: Because corporations are not people, and legislation that is "good for corporations" is rarely good for people—aside from, perhaps, the people who own them.

John Edwards seemed to know that.

Unfortunately, the same cannot be said for Clinton or Obama, whose corporatey corporaticiousness is not even in the same galaxy as the GOP's, but nonetheless leaves me little hope that a Clinton or Obama presidency would begin to meaningfully reverse the trend of corporations being more important to our government than the people they employ.

(What success Edwards would have had is also dubious, I grant, given the disgusting state of our bought-and-sold Congress, whose members ought to just wear NASCAR-esque uniforms bearing the logos of their sponsors and get it over with already. But at least Edwards would have made it a priority; at least he was willing to try, instead of rolling over dead while our country's sold out from under us to global conglomerates who are the real unpatriotic swine in this country.)

But I digress.

A lot of bloggers are complaining today about Obama's decision to take to the Fox News airwaves this weekend, while a lot are saying it was brilliant strategy, and I'll leave that to them to fight out. I don't really give a crap.

What I'm interested in was the segment in which Obama was asked about being "a uniter, who will reach across the aisle and create a new kind of politics," prompting him to launch into a discussion of some of the areas in which he thought the Republicans had better ideas than his own party (ugh), the first of which was corporate regulation.


WALLACE: And we are back now with Senator Barack Obama. Senator, one of the central themes of your campaign is that you are a uniter, who will reach across the aisle and create a new kind of politics. Some of your detractors say that you are a paint by the numbers liberal and I'd like to explore this with you.

Over the years, John McCain has broken with his party and risked his career on a number of issues, campaign finance, immigration reform, banning torture. As a president, can you name a hot button issue where you would be willing to cross (ph) Democratic party line and say you know what, Republicans have a better idea here.

OBAMA: Well, I think there are a whole host of areas where Republicans in some cases may have a better idea.

WALLACE: Such as.

OBAMA: Well, on issues of regulation, I think that back in the '60s and '70s, a lot of the way we regulated industry was top down command and control. We're going to tell businesses exactly how to do things.

And I think that the Republican party and people who thought about the margins (ph) came with the notion that you know what, if you simply set some guidelines, some rules and incentives for businesses, let them figure out how they're going to for example reduce pollution. And a cap and trade system, for example, is a smarter way of doing it, controlling pollution, than dictating every single rule that a company has to abide by, which creates a lot of bureaucracy and red tape and oftentimes is less efficient.
This is just brutally wrong. I mean, it's correct in the sense that a cap and trade system is great for businesses, but it's terrible for the populations in any area with a big polluter that, instead of being forced to clean up, is given the opportunity to buy credit allowing them to pollute. I happen to live in an area where, once upon a time, coroners couldn't tell who had been a smoker and who hadn't, because everyone's lungs were equally black.

It's only because of the "excesses" of the '60s and '70s that there are children who will grow up in the same town I did without developing black lung or many of the weird allergies and asthma that lots of people my age and slightly older have developed as adults. Now aren't we the people for whom Democrats are supposed to be fighting, as opposed to the people who would have pumped that shit into our air and water until there was no one left to risk life and limb at the mills anymore because they were all dead?

If not, then who is fighting for us?

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SCOTUS Strikes Again

Upholds bullshit voter ID law from Indiana (sorry, everyone):

The Supreme Court ruled Monday that states can require voters to produce photo identification without violating their constitutional rights, validating Republican-inspired voter ID laws.

In a splintered 6-3 ruling, the court upheld Indiana's strict photo ID requirement, which Democrats and civil rights groups said would deter poor, older and minority voters from casting ballots. Its backers said it was needed to prevent fraud.

It was the most important voting rights case since the Bush v. Gore dispute that sealed the 2000 election for George W. Bush. But the voter ID ruling lacked the conservative-liberal split that marked the 2000 case.

The law "is amply justified by the valid interest in protecting 'the integrity and reliability of the electoral process,'" Justice John Paul Stevens said in an opinion that was joined by Chief Justice John Roberts and Anthony Kennedy. Stevens was a dissenter in Bush v. Gore in 2000.
Following on the heels of the recent unanimous decision re: broadening police searches, this is extremely disappointing. At least Justices Stephen Breyer, Ruth Bader Ginsburg, and David Souter had the good sense to dissent this time.

I've never had an issue with the law, but I'm someone in need and ergo possession of a valid driver's license, and, if I had the misfortune of losing or having stolen my license, I've got a passport I could use in a pinch. These are all things that diminish as the privilege of wealth and ability diminish, i.e. the poorer and/or more housebound one is, the less likely one is to have a photo ID, despite Indiana's making available free photo IDs to the impoverished.

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Caption This Photo

[This is Shaker Jenn's cat, Sissy, who was featured this weekend on Cute Overload, throwing a fuck-you face that would make Matilda proud!]



"You will welcome your kitteh overlords with open arms, and you will like it."


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Hollyweird Dreams—Fear and Loathing on Rodeo Drive: Journal of a True Star

1/27/08: I've finally figured out what I want to do with my life, Shakers. For years now, I've known that traditional college just wasn't the thing for me. Neither was manual labor. In the words of the immortal Jeffree Star, "I'm a FUCKING STAR!!!" I've decided to sell all my belongings and move to Hollywood, and make it big in Show Business.

2/3/08: Stage One complete! I have now been living in California for several days, and it is amazing. I've had to make a few minor sacrifices, but I'm still sure that I made the right choice in moving here. Unfortunately, there were no seaside mansions available for $33.00 in Monopoly Money, so I had to shack up with a mysterious man known only as "RimJob." He lives in a studio apartment, so we're a little bit cramped, but he's been pretty accommodating. He lets me sleep on his couch! RimJob keeps to himself mostly, but sometimes he does get a little drunk... He told me that he knows Hollywood like the back of his hand, which is covered in scabs, and that I have the kind of star quality the Hollywoodies are always looking for! Walk of Fame, get your star ready for Kenny Blogginz!

2/24/08: The offers haven't been rolling in like I thought they would...in fact, I haven't even secured ONE role yet...I've been losing a lot of weight lately. This was a mistake.

3/5/08: The acting community is a-buzz! Huge news for all us Hollywood Hopefuls: Rob Schneider is creating another Deuce Bigalo movie! It's going to be called "Deuce Bigalo Male Gigolo 3: Beer Bongs of Truth: The Quest for the Hidden Weed-Forest." I'm heading out to the audition later on tonight. Wish me luck!

3/6/08: I did it! I got my first role! I'm going to be playing a talking beer bong in a scene where Rob Schneider's character has a drug-induced hallucination that serves as a plot device. This beer bong role is the reason I left my entire life in Small Town America behind! The Big Agents are sure to notice my performance, and then it's smooth sailing from there on! I think I'll go look at yachts later on today.

4/9/08: I recorded my lines earlier today, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little underwhelmed. I pretty much walked 10 blocks, went into a tiny room, said "WHOA, DUDE" into a microphone, and then was told to leave. The man working there told me he was positive my scene would get cut from the film. I think he was full of shit. Fool's Shit. What an asshole.

4/27/08: They cut my fucking scene. RimJob stole all my money. I've been krumping for peanuts just to survive the remnants of the harsh California winter. I'm addicted to cocaine, and I think RimJob's brother Chumbo Rizzo is trying to kill me. It wasn't as easy as I thought it would be to become a movie star. I just didn't get it back in January. I was so young, so naive. Rob Schneider is the king of Hollywood, and anyone that thinks differently is human garbage. I had to write the second half of this entry on a banana peel with my own blood, and send it to Liss to transcribe to the cybernet. Shakers, I hope you can learn from my follies. Never try to make it in an industry which is already dominated by Rob Schneider. Your beer-bong character WILL get cut.

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Woman Held Captive and Repeatedly Raped by Own Father for 24 Years

[TRIGGER WARNING for sexual and emotional abuse]

"Woman Held Captive and Repeatedly Raped by Own Father for 24 Years" is my headline about Elisabeth F, a 42-year-old Austrian woman believed missing since 1984, because her now 73-year-old father has been holding her captive in an elaborate underground dungeon concealed by a series of locks and trapdoors, creating fake letters from her to give the impression she was part of a cult, and fathering seven children she bore—one of whom died, three of whom never saw daylight until this week, and three of whom he and his wife raised after he claimed his "missing" daughter left them on their doorstep with notes she couldn't care for them.

It's an absolutely horrific, nightmarish story, which began when the father tricked his own daughter, who he had reportedly been sexually assaulting since she was 11, into the cellar, then drugged, handcuffed, and dragged her into the dungeon, the existence of which even his wife was allegedly not aware. Bluntly, what we're talking about is the allegation that a man kept his own daughter as his sex slave for nearly a quarter of a century.

Yet neither the BBC nor the Telegraph could find a place for the word "rape" anywhere in their stories, no less their headlines. (H/Ts to Shaker Gentlewoman and Shaker Marissa, respectively.)

The BBC blandly headlines the story "Austrian hid daughter in cellar"—which, if one didn't know better, could mean he saved her life by hiding her from a madman, rather than meaning he was the madman—and opens with: "A 73-year-old Austrian is under arrest on suspicion of hiding his daughter in a cellar for 24 years and fathering seven children with her, police say."

"Hiding" and "fathering children" are certainly nice words for "holding captive" and "repeatedly raping," aren't they?

The Telegraph does better on the headline—"Man kept daughter in dungeon for 24 years"—but offers as their intro: "An Austrian woman has told police how she was held captive in a cellar for 24 years and abused by her father, falling pregnant six times."

She "fell pregnant" after being "abused." What a whitewash. She was forcibly impregnated via sexual assault would be accurate.

What irritates me most about this shit is that it's "news" because it's titillating—it's thrillingly vile, the kind of story about which most people want to read more and more and more, even as they suck air through their clenched teeth at the sheer horror of it, repulsed and compelled in equal measure. But these stories are palatable only because they are cleansed of their grimmest details. It's so much easier to digest when words like "rape" and "sexual assault" and "sex slave" and "terrorized" and "held captive" are removed and replaced with swallowable euphemisms like "abused" and "fathered children" and "hid" and "fell pregnant."

And because "news" like this is packaged so as to be acceptably dreadful, as opposed to so flatly abhorrent that no one could read it without being affected, we are slowly inured to the most horrific mistreatments of our fellow humans. We can take ever more with mere clucking tongues and shaking heads, instead of the gnashed teeth and clenched fists that a story like this would and should elicit, if only our decency had not been dulled by a constant stream of "news" of similar horrors neutered of their ghastliness.

This story should be reported with purpose. If it is not to be consumed as a pithy bit of titillation over one's morning tea, it should be blunt, and it should be contextualized. No whitewashing, framed within a larger cultural narrative about the mistreatment of women and/or incidents of incest/child abuse in Austria. And then every. single. time. there is another story of this nature, the frame should be repeated. And repeated. And repeated. And repeated.

Until we can't ignore its prevalence any longer. Until we can't treat sexual abuse and torture as so much faff to be dismissed once we've had the obligatory "What a world!" grouse to salve our barely piqued consciences.

UPDATE: Congratulations to CNN.com for getting it right (H/T to Tobes in comments). The following was on their front page:


The interior story also pulls no punches: "For the next 24 years, she was constantly raped by her father, resulting in the six surviving children, she said, according to the police statement."

(Minus points for "House of Horrors" headline, though. It's the news, not a b-movie.)

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Today's Lesson in Irony

John McCain was here in South Florida this weekend holding a fundraiser, and he took the opportunity to call Sen. Obama insensitive to poor people.

The GOP nominee-in-waiting rapped his Democratic rival for opposing his idea to suspend the tax on fuel during the summer, a proposal that McCain believes will particularly help low-income people who usually have older cars that guzzle more gas.

"I noticed again today that Sen. Obama repeated his opposition to giving low-income Americans a tax break, a little bit of relief so they can travel a little further and a little longer, and maybe have a little bit of money left over to enjoy some other things in their lives," McCain said. "Obviously Sen. Obama does not understand that this would be a nice thing for Americans, and the special interests should not be dictating this policy."

The Arizona senator deflected questions about his record on the Bush administration's tax cuts — he initially opposed them but now supports extending them — by again criticizing Obama.

"Sen. Obama wants to raise the capital gains tax, which would have a direct effect on 100 million Americans," McCain said. "That means he has no understanding of the economy and that he is totally insensitive to the hopes and dreams and ambitions of 100 million Americans who will be affected by his almost doubling of the capital gains tax."
He made this statement to supporters and donors at the Biltmore Hotel, one of the ritziest hotels in the country located in Coral Gables, one of the wealthiest suburbs in the country.

(Cross-posted.)

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Two-Minute Nostalgia Sublime

Barnaby Jones

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NOOZ!

For those of us who want to decide for whom to vote based on with whom we'd most prefer to have a beer, there's been precious little information about the candidates' preferred libations, but for those of us who want to base our decision on with whom we'd most prefer to have a beer in a sports bar, there's been even less. So thank Maude for CNN, who comes through with the HEADLINE NOOZ once again!

Obama visits Indiana Basketball Hall of Fame, launches an air ball:

A basketball fanatic, Barack Obama on Saturday visited one of the shrines at the heart of hoops country, touring the Indiana Basketball Hall of Fame with a real star at his side and a whimsical view of his own abilities.

"I definitely would not qualify for any hall of fame," said Obama, who uses the game for exercise and describes himself as not bad for a 46-year-old guy. "I've already said we're taking out the bowling alley at the White House and putting in a basketball court."

...Obama also got tested at one exhibit, where he was challenged to make a shot. His first shot was an air ball, but his second hit nothing but net.
Huh. That certainly makes the headline an interesting choice. I guess the CNNers are "glass is half empty" types. Meanwhile...

Hillary Clinton takes a swing at sports metaphors:
When it comes to presidential politics, the bulk of the sports metaphors come from boxing – one candidate jabs the other, another is against the ropes. Watching an ad for an upcoming presidential debate can leave the viewer wondering whether it's going to be on pay-per-view. Over a year into the election cycle, the expressions are stale and Hillary Clinton must have gotten the memo because in recent weeks she has ventured beyond the ring and onto the field.

"I will be the best quarterback I can be for our country," Clinton told guests at an April Democratic dinner in Pittsburgh where she received a Steelers' jersey and a Terrible Towel.

...Barack Obama may be the real athlete in the race, but standing on a platform over the South Bend Silverhawks' home plate at a rally Saturday, Clinton couldn't resist becoming a two-sport candidate.

"We're going to hit some of those balls out of this stadium and out of our country's stadium," she announced.
NOOZ, bitchez!

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I Wonder...

...if there will ever come a day when I see a perfectly good vehicle destroyed for my entertainment, whether in a movie or on one of the increasing number of shows on The Discovery Channel dedicated to destroying things, and not think of the people who died in New Orleans after Katrina because they didn't have a car.

I honestly don't think I will.

And yeah, I know not all the vehicles destroyed are "perfectly good," but I'm talking about the ones that are. It just strikes me as such a failure of our society that we are so reflexively certain that capitalism is the best system, we'd rather blow shit up for fun or let it rust than give it to someone whose life could be immeasurably improved by it, and that we justify this priority with bullshit to ease our own consciences, like "Why should we give something to someone who hasn't earned it?" Oh, I dunno. Maybe because if we do, they'll be able to get to a better job and have a better life and so will their kids and their kids and their kids...and we'll lift generations out of poverty and despair with just a little fucking generosity.

Grumble.

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Galaxy Fuck


Hubble image of Arp 148 is the staggering aftermath of an encounter between two galaxies, resulting in a ring-shaped galaxy and a long-tailed companion. The collision between the two parent galaxies produced a shockwave effect that first drew matter into the center and then caused it to propagate outwards in a ring. The elongated companion perpendicular to the ring suggests that Arp 148 is a unique snapshot of an ongoing collision. Infrared observations reveal a strong obscuration region that appears as a dark dust lane across the nucleus in optical light. Arp 148 is nicknamed 'Mayall's object' and is located in the constellation of Ursa Major, the Great Bear, approximately 500 million light-years away. This interacting pair of galaxies is included in Arp's catalog of peculiar galaxies as number 148. This image is part of a large collection of 59 images of merging galaxies taken by the Hubble Space Telescope and released on the occasion of its 18th anniversary on April 24, 2008. (NASA, ESA, the Hubble Heritage Team - STScI/AURA-ESA/Hubble Collaboration, A. Evans - University of Virginia, Charlottesville/NRAO/Stony Brook University, K. Noll - STScI, and J. Westphal - Caltech/Handout/Reuters) [Link]

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Hillary Sexism Watch: Part Eighty-Four

Part One: "Mommie's dearest: Chelsea outshines Bill" at The Politico. To headline an article that is essentially about an alleged rivalry between Bill and Chelsea Clinton, The Politico invokes one of the most infamously horrible mothers of all time who was loathed by her own children: Joan Crawford, whose daughter Christina's memoir Mommie Dearest was made into the camp classic starring Faye Dunaway in the title role. (I defy anyone who knows the film to not read that Politico headline and picture Hillary Clinton wielding a WIRE HANGER!!!)

Mommie Dearest represented Joan Crawford as a complete lunatic, who spun increasingly out of control as she aged and got desperate in her career. (Gee, that sounds vaguely like the same memes the rightwing and MSM have been using against Hillary, doesn't it? What a coinkydink!) She beat her daughter, treated everyone around her like total shit, and essentially embodied the stereotype of the crazed, hysterical, vindictive bitch.

And I'm sure that had absolutely no bearing on The Politico's decision to use an allusion to that character in a story about Hillary Clinton.

Jebus.

Part Two: In a magnificent fit of sympatico, Eleanor Clift pens for Newsweek a piece that casts Clinton as—wait for it!—a crazed, hysterical, vindictive bitch, without all the bother of film allusions.

I'm beginning to think Hillary Clinton might pull this off and wrestle the nomination away from Barack Obama. If she does, a lot of folks—including a huge chunk of the media—will join Bill Richardson (a.k.a. Judas) in the Deep Freeze. If the Clintons get back into the White House, it will be retribution time, like the Corleone family consolidating power in "The Godfather," where the watchword is, "It's business, not personal."

Not that anyone will be sleeping with the fishes with Hillary in the White House, but with the Clintons it's business and it's personal. Just think of all the scores to settle, the grievances to indulge.
The grievances to indulge. Hillary Clinton's such an insane bitch she probably licks her lips every time someone crosses her, just because it gives her the opportunity to indulge her grievance later! That's just what an icy psycho-witch she is!

The thing is, what Clift describes is true of any potential president. If Obama gets the nomination and gets elected, he's going to favor the people who helped him—the flipside of which is disfavoring the people who didn't—but every president does the same thing. There's nothing unusual, or scandalous, about it. And it's not like Clinton is going to run, say, Ted Kennedy out of Washington. She couldn't even if she wanted to.

And does she? The evidence is pretty thin that Clinton is catastrophically vindictive. (The "Judas" comment was not Clinton's, but James Carville's, for a start.) She worked with '90s arch-nemesis Newt Gingrich in 2005 on a bipartisan healthcare proposal, as but one example. And, of course, more recently, she met with Richard Mellon Scaife, which was supposed evidence of how she's unfit to be president—though here we see that holding grudges is also supposed evidence of how she's unfit to be president. Funny how that works.

As Jeff says over at his place, "This is part of politics. When John Kerry chose to back Obama, he did so knowing it would hurt his ability to get a job under Clinton, just as Ed Rendell will probably not get a job under Obama. Unless, of course, Clinton and/or Obama and/or McCain can get some benefit by turning to an enemy. Kennedy picked Johnson for veep, Reagan did the same with Bush. Clinton could very well appoint Bill Richardson to secretary of state—if Clinton thought it would help her advance her agenda. That's not evil, or Machiavellian. It's just politics."

It's so intrinsic to the nature of politics (and human nature; after all, I'm a lot more likely to link to people who are fair toward Shakesville than people who blog about what an evil cunt I am) that Clift certainly knows this fact, or, if she doesn't, shouldn't have a job writing for Newsweek. Which suggests that she ignored it when it comes to Clinton, either deliberately or subconsciously. And when a double standard that coincidentally fits into an existent misogynist frame (crazed, hysterical, vindictive bitch) is applied to a candidate who just happens to be a woman, well, it's pretty safe to say that 2+2=4.

[Hillary Sexism Watch: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen, Twenty, Twenty-One, Twenty-Two, Twenty-Three, Twenty-Four, Twenty-Five, Twenty-Six, Twenty-Seven, Twenty-Eight, Twenty-Nine, Thirty, Thirty-One, Thirty-Two, Thirty-Three, Thirty-Four, Thirty-Five, Thirty-Six, Thirty-Seven, Thirty-Eight, Thirty-Nine, Forty, Forty-One, Forty-Two, Forty-Three, Forty-Four, Forty-Five, Forty-Six, Forty-Seven, Forty-Eight, Forty-Nine, Fifty, Fifty-One, Fifty-Two, Fifty-Three, Fifty-Four, Fifty-Five, Fifty-Six, Fifty-Seven, Fifty-Eight, Fifty-Nine, Sixty, Sixty-One, Sixty-Two, Sixty-Three, Sixty-Four, Sixty-Five, Sixty-Six, Sixty-Seven, Sixty-Eight, Sixty-Nine, Seventy, Seventy-One, Seventy-Two, Seventy-Three, Seventy-Four, Seventy-Five, Seventy-Six, Seventy-Seven, Seventy-Eight, Seventy-Nine, Eighty, Eighty-One, Eighty-Two, Eighty-Three.]

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measure in love

This morning was the funeral for a member of our family who passed away earlier this week. It wasn't completely unexpected given that he had terminal cancer but it wasn't quite expected to be this past week. He had just been talking about planting bulbs a few days before. Just after hanging up the phone when we received the news, the Infinite Wisdom of the Shuffle came through with this song:


How will your life be measured? More importantly, how do you measure it now? We all only have so much time--spend it well.



I found this during my YouTube search--the original broadway cast at the 1996 Democratic National Convention in Chicago:

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How To Fuck Up

Because you probably will, at some point in your life.

Since it's likely that you're going to fuck up, in some way, at some time, why not do it with grace and aplomb?

Me? -- I think that I "fuck up" daily.

For me, currently, my main areas of "fucking up" are: Acting towards other beings in ways that I wouldn't want them to act toward me, not upholding or adhering to my own principles, not practicing what I preach, not walking my talk, etc. . . . . . . oh, just a thousand different things or so.

Remaining conscious and consistent can be a real bitch, sometimes.

However, I really want to remain conscious and I want to be consistent to my own principles and ethics. For me, that is the definition of personal integrity.

If your personal goals/values/ethics/principles in life are different from mine, I have no problem with that -- honestly. Still, I'm guessing that, even if your goals, principles, and ethical standards differ from mine, it's likely that you might "fuck up" with your own stuff every now and again.

That's what this post is about. "How to Fuck Up" -- and how to clean up when you fuck up.

I have a little tool that I call "The Four A's" (from an absolutely fantastic teacher) and it has helped me through numerous fuck-ups in my life.

When you "Fuck Up" (whether the fuck-up is minor or major) practice the "Four A's".

  1. Acknowledgment
  2. Apology
  3. Amends
  4. Action
#1) Acknowledgment -- is really important, IMO, because if you don't realize what you actually did, and how it was "fucked up", there's a high probability that you are going to do it again -- a very high probability.

#2) Apology -- is also really important -- but it has to be genuine (which requires #1 - Acknowledgment). Saying things like "I'm sorry if you felt bad about what I said/wrote" or "I'm sorry if your feelings got hurt", is completely different from saying "I'm sorry that I said/wrote that. I see how it was fucked up, and here's how I know that it was fucked up . . . . . ". (Keep in mind that "if" is a word reserved for hypotheticals, and doesn't usually refer to real life. When used in apology, "if" is usually just a dilutive, and if you can't really apologize, then don't apologize at all. Sort of a perverse Thumper ethic.)

#3) Amends -- sometimes the energy required to actually think about how you fucked up and make an honest acknowledgment/apology is enough to return balance to the situation (depends on the type of fuck up, though). In some cases, "making amends" might also mean returning money/energy/time that your fuck-up created for someone else. This can be returned in any of a number of creative ways. Example: If you got all defensive in an argument, and therefore the argument took eight hours instead of 30 minutes (hey, I'm a lesbian -- I can DO me some processing!), consider just giving the person with whom you got all defensive eight hours of your time to do for them something that they might have gotten done if you hadn't been all uppity-up in yourself being a defensive little shit (not that I've ever done that . . . .no, that has never happened with me. . . . . OK, maybe just that once . . . fuck it -- I'm completely busted here . . . .)

#4) Action -- This may be the most important of the 4 A's. If you know that you did something that was fucked up, and you've expressed that you're genuinely sorry that you did this fucked up thing, then really, the only concrete evidence of this will be that you will change what you do in the future. For me, if I don't take this step (action), the other three are just so much manipulation.

If you're thinking, "Well, if #4 is so important, and is really the critical thing, why bother with the other three?" Just trust me on this and try steps 1-3 out in real time. I've found them to be amazing, when combined with step 4. There is nothing . . . . nothing! . . . that melts my heart more than a heartfelt acknowledgment, apology, and offer of amends.

Not only that, but taking steps #1-#3 before moving into step #4 actually tends to make step #4 easier for me. If I know the other person now knows that I know that I fucked up, and that I felt bad about fucking up, and if I know that my fuck-ups have consequences (as in the amends I made), somehow taking a different action becomes so much more . . . . what's the word I'm looking for? . . . . . . Motivational?

If you're wondering what stimulated this post -- no, I did not specifically fuck up today (that I am aware of at the moment) -- (although it's likely that I did fuck up in some way today) -- (ok -- more than likely -- probable) -- (ok, more than probable -- nearly certain).

I'm OK with that. I don't mind fucking up nearly as much when I know the way back to grace.

My dad, who was a high-school band teacher before he retired, used to say: "If you're going to play a note wrong, at least play it wrong with gusto -- that way, someone might notice and give you the opportunity to correct it."

I love my dad.

[Reprinted from Teh PortlyDyke, 11/07]

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The Virtual Pub Is Open



TFIF, Shakers.

Belly up to the bar
and name your poison!

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Happy Blogiversary...

...to Pocochina, celebrating one year of Raging Prosecutrixing!

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Feel the Vibe from Here to Asia



Dip trip, flip Fantasia

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Lost Open Thread



WOOT! New Lost over which to obsess! Wheeeeeee!

[As always SEASON 4 SPOILER WARNING for this whole thread!]

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Friday Blogaround

Whatcha got, Shakers?

Recommended Reading:

The Angry Black Woman: Officers in Sean Bell Shooting Acquitted

Lauredhel: xckd stupid

Meowser: The Hair Piece

Steve: What McCain Meant When He Promised a 'Respectful Campaign'

DBK: Out Here on the Prairie, Winning Isn't the Only Thing...but It Can Be Vitally Important

Nicole: Verdict: Speaking for the Wright

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