privilege

I'm sick and tired of people born and bred in the first world who say:

"But I'm poor I have no privilege".

Not being as rich a sothers doesn't make you underprivileged. Get the fuck over yourselves.
Fuck you. Fuck you very much.
You have no privilege?
You fucking piece of shit.
Do you qualify for welfare?
That's privilege. Big fat privilege.

I'm gonna tell you a leetle tiny secret: being on welfare in England beats the hell out of being middle class in a third world country. You didn't know that?
Of course you didn't. You're so fucking busy moaning about how bad things are for yourself that you fail to see that you have a lot more than the vast majority of people on this planet.

I remember being middle class in Romania in the 90's. Me and my mother living off her college teacher's wages and my orphan's pension.
Most of the month, all we had to eat was bread. She'd buy a loaf of bread a day and we had to share it. That was our food. When she got paid, half of her wages went on grocery bills- from the places she bought stuff on credit till her wages. Walking from her college to our place, she'd stop at every shop and pay the previous month's bill.

I remember having to use superglue to cobble my boots together so they'd last another month. Permanenty having cold feet in the winter. Wet feet. No wonder I have rheumatism.

I live better in Englad on JSA than I did back then. It's not a lot, but I can afford heating, food and boots that don't need superglue to be watertight.

I remember when the hosiery factory in my town closed. A nice American businessman bought it to close it down, because it made cheaper jeans than his own factory in Massachussetts. How many people in the USA who so proudly cry about "buy American" would care that their cheap WalMart jeans were stained with the tears of my people?
That factory fed half the town.


Another good one:

"I worked hard for what I have"
Sure you did. Everyone works hard. But some of us ahve to work extra hard because, guess what? In order for you to grow up safe and afford cheap food and clothes, our countries were despoiled by your country's government and/or corporations. O given to Stalin as a gift at Yalta.

How many people in Western Europe realise that their prosperity from the 50's to the 90's was paid for by giving half the fucking continent as a bribe to Stalin so the big bear would help against Germany( and don't get me started on why that was needed to begin with) and so that it wouldn't attack them in the aftermath of WW2?


I hate people.

The politics of shame

Shame is the most pervasive human emotion. We live in a world in which our actions are not driven by our needs or desires, but by shame. Shame for what we are eating, for the way we look, for what we do and don’t do.

But, here’s the catch. Shame is for women only. We are socialized to feel ashamed. Not for men. Men can be happy with what they have and do- it’s called personality. Women? Not so much.

How many times did you feel ashamed for looking out for your best interests? I know I have. A lot. I felt guilty and ashamed for daring to put my well being first. I felt guilty and ashamed for kicking out a boyfriend that abused me. I felt guilty and ashamed for my weight, hair, clothes, life.

We have to feel guilty. The capitalist patriarchal machine needs our guilt to keep on moving. We buy slimming products because of guilt. Because we are afraid of our bodies. We are not ashamed for our weight or shape. We are ashamed to have bodies and go out in public and show that we are not small, insignificant, apathetic. And the world. The world is staring at us with cold cruel eyes.

“How dares she? Has she no shame?”
I get those looks every day. How dare I act like I’m a human being? How dare I take space? How dare I not dress like everyone else? How dare I enjoy my life? How dare I go out in public when I am 34, fat, single and poor? Why am I not hiding crying in a corner?

Ooh, the society loves that. To defeat a woman. To bring her down. A woman shivering in a corner, crying is the ideal we should all aspire to achieve. Crying women are not threatening. Crying women are good little women who will then be rewarded for their obedience. Crying women are broken women, and broken women are good.

So what if I don’t want to cry anymore? Because I don’t. I refuse to feel the shame anymore. I am what I am, and fuck you if you don’t like it. Because it doesn’t fucking matter. I’m not going to be ashamed to laugh, I’m not going to be ashamed to go out and have fun, I’m not going to be ashamed to go buy the food I like and eat it in public.

“but your reputation…” Fuck that. Reputation doesn’t feed you. It doesn’t pay bills. Reputation is bullshit. It’s a tool of manipulation created to keep people, women to be precise, in check. What people think about you … it never fucking matters. You’re never going to be good enough anyway. Don’t you know? Because you’re not supposed to be. Ever. You’re supposed to be miserable and keep trying and never succeed because someone keeps moving the fucking goal posts. And in the mean time, buy shit. BUY IT!! Good women buy shit. They buy low fat food- too bad that what makes us fat is the sugars and not the fat. But the low fat is a label. You don’t buy the low fat food to eat it. You buy is so the people in the supermarket can see what a good woman you are, how hard you work to have a society approved shape. If you buy tasty food, you’re bad. Evil, selfish, cow.

Shame sells. Shame sells everything. Some lady at the supermarket yesterday asked me why I bought the store brand toilet paper. “ You shouldn’t buy that” she said with a concerned look. So I looked back at her and said “ I’ll buy a better one if you pay for it”. There.

Feelings

Each and every time people try to express how they feel, they end up realizing that it’s not easy. Men have been socialized to believe that expressing one’s feelings is a feminine trait and therefore bad. Women, trying to survive is a society in which their designated role is sex class, are afraid that expressing one’s feelings in a professional setting is a suicidal maneuver for one’s credibility.

Thus, people stop expressing feelings. The result is that of a general feeling of alienation and loneliness. People stop communicating properly. They look for palliatives- drink, drugs, casual sex. The urge to feel is there, but it is denied and it manifests itself in different and deviant ways.

But why? Maybe because there is nothing wrong with feelings, but every fucking thing is wrong with a society that punishes it? That maybe, just maybe, feelings should be embraced instead of shunned?

But alas, that ain’t going to happen. Feelings are feminine, thus bad.

Well, you know what? Fuck you. I’m not a automaton. I don’t care if you think I’m uncool or weak or such a woman- I feel and I’m proud of it.

Fuck you if you don’t like it.

world's best stupidity test

Its simplicity is genius

"Are you a fan of Barack Obama ?"
If you answered "yes" you are a moron who should be sterilized now as to not propagate stupid genes.

The Nobel Prize Comittee passed this test with flying colours.
In order for Obama to receive it now, he had to have been proposed in january.
What the fuck did Obama even do back then to earn it?

I heard people say "he won the US elections"...
LOL WUT? then why didn't Clinton get it? You know the guy who actually WORKED for peace? Why didn't BUSH get it? he's done the same thing, twice.

So, it loks like Obama won the Nobel Peace Prize for stealing the Dem Nomination. sadly there's no Nobel Fraud Prize, so since they gaveit to Yasser Arafat too, they prolly figured "peace schmeace, we all know there's no such thing"/

Which incidentally is true.

life

I seem to have utterly forgotten my blog.
Life has been hard. Me and the Hobbit have split up. I am still unemployed after a short stint of work. My health is not in any way better, but my new found quasi singledom is amusing. I take pride in managing to (somewhat) function despite the depression, economic and my own.

Independence feels good. I have lost some weight- less than hoped but the more active I become the better. Mile long walks are no longer painful. Seems that I am handling life better when alone.

mousings

women are socialised to always put someone else first. put yourself first is wrong. women don't get to do that. women don't get to be selfish.
if i have ever learned anything, is this:

you are only as important as you want to be.
and nobody will ever put you first if you can't put yourself first.

love yourself more than anything.

The only thing about Twilight worth seeing