Today I got a thing in the mail from Hadassah. My mom made me a lifetime member. I didn’t really know what Hadassah was, I only knew that Hadassah arms were those flabby upper arms that were like bat wings on old ladies. But it said in the papers that it was an organization for women Zionists. And I realized that I’m a woman Zionist. But not like they mean. Zionism is Jewish nationalism. The desire for a jewish state. But I want a state for WOMEN. They can be Jewish women, and all other women too. Women don’t have a state. We don’t have a country. An actual place where we can go and be welcomed and be safe from our enemies. (Imagine if instead of Israel there were just a bunch of battered Jew shelters scattered throughout enemy territory?) Then people could yell at us “go back to your “cuntry,” and we could say, “happy to, fucker.” Our country would have to be very big, because there are a lot of us. And a lot of us who need that space. All the women from Syria and Afghanistan and Iraq, and Bosnia, and Egypt and India, and Juarez, and Steubenville could come to our nation. If this sounds absurd, then maybe the idea of countries or nations is too.
Showing posts with label Iraq. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Iraq. Show all posts
Friday, September 06, 2013
No Country for Old Women (or young ones)
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Saturday, July 19, 2008
Beyond Abu Ghraib: Soldiers Playing Doctor with Actual PIGS!!

I'm not dead, i was just gone for a long time, for a few reasons, most of which I cannot go into now or I will lose the "privilege" to do my blog again.
The military wants to shoot pigs with automatic rifles and then practice treating the wounds. If they're being attacked by the pigs so that they need to shoot them, then why do they want to learn how to fix the pigs? Seems to me if they don't want to have to worry about treating soldiers with big gun holes, then they should bring them back home and leave the pigs alone.
By the way, when they're done with shooting and playing doctor with the pigs, do they eat them or just throw them away? People give me crap for not thinking that humans are superior to all the other animals, but humans are the only animal I know of that shoot other animals and then practice fixing the holes.
Monday, February 04, 2008
Pet Mart
Okay, a couple of days ago I heard that there were two explosions at pet markets in Iraq, which is totally heartbreaking. As far as I can tell the animals aren't members of any tribe and have a hard enough life to begin with. Plus I think most of the people at the pet markets are nice animal-loving people (except for the few who are really getting them to eat). But THEN I heard the bombers were women and I was even more sad because I expect women to behave better. Women blowing up animals? that just ruins my whole way of seeing the world. But THEN I found out that it was really retarded (Down's Syndrome) women who didn't even know they were bombers: some men strapped the bombs on them and told them to go pet the animals. My world view was restored, but it is so horrible I don't know what to do. I love animals so much that if someone gave me a heavy vest and said I could go pet the kitties, I would. What is wrong with these men? And why doesn't anyone call it what it is? which is just old-fashioned male culture- which seems to be about terrorizing women and children and animals and smaller men.
That night I was trying to feel better and we rented Ratatouille, and that helped not at ALL! Because in the whole movie there was only one female character (except for the old lady with the shot gun at the beginning). Even the rats were all male. How do you have a whole colony of rats and they're all boys? Who gave birth to them all? or did they just kill off all the females before filming started (I know it's animated). Have the rats gone all Taliban? Even animation, where you can make up whatever world you want is the same old boy, boy, boy. The BEE Movie? That was all about boys too. I got news for you. Bee colonies are almost entirely female. Drones are females. There is no Jerry Seinfeld bee in real life. And me and my friends are totally sick of it. How come we're expected to watch and enjoy (and then ask for the related toys) all the shows that are about boys and boy characters, but if there's a girl character then only girls are expected to watch? Next thing you know they'll be strapping a vest full of bottle rockets and roman candles to a retarded girl and telling her to go play with the dolls in the American Girl store.
Someday I'm gonna make an animated movie, and it's going to be MY fantasy. I promise you THAT will be explosive.
That night I was trying to feel better and we rented Ratatouille, and that helped not at ALL! Because in the whole movie there was only one female character (except for the old lady with the shot gun at the beginning). Even the rats were all male. How do you have a whole colony of rats and they're all boys? Who gave birth to them all? or did they just kill off all the females before filming started (I know it's animated). Have the rats gone all Taliban? Even animation, where you can make up whatever world you want is the same old boy, boy, boy. The BEE Movie? That was all about boys too. I got news for you. Bee colonies are almost entirely female. Drones are females. There is no Jerry Seinfeld bee in real life. And me and my friends are totally sick of it. How come we're expected to watch and enjoy (and then ask for the related toys) all the shows that are about boys and boy characters, but if there's a girl character then only girls are expected to watch? Next thing you know they'll be strapping a vest full of bottle rockets and roman candles to a retarded girl and telling her to go play with the dolls in the American Girl store.
Someday I'm gonna make an animated movie, and it's going to be MY fantasy. I promise you THAT will be explosive.
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Friday, October 12, 2007
Giving Turkeys A Bad Name

We got sent home early today because there was a fight between a Turkish boy and an Armenian boy. The Armenian boy said it was a genocide, and the Turkish boy said it wasn't and how dare he say that. Of course, the slaughter of the Armenians by the Turks happened over 90 years ago, so I don't think any of the killers are still alive. I can't understand what the problem is. Maybe Congress should pass a substitute resolution that says "we condemn the mass murder of the Armenians that LOOKS like a genocide, but isn't one," and that way we can keep flying our troops out of their airbases so we can go kill a different group of people. Then the children can stop fighting and we can get back to learning important things, like history.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
I'd like to do some honor killing

A 17 year old girl was beaten and stoned to death by her family and other people in Iraq - to protect the honor of her family? I'm so glad we "liberated" the Iraqis so that they can create honor by murdering girls and women. It's 2007. What is wrong with these people? (If America really wants to help they should offer to adopt all the women (and children) in the Middle East who want to come here.) They say they had to kill her because her falling in love with a man who wasn't the 100-year-old uncle she was probably promised to brought shame on them. Oh, I see, but you don't feel shame for KILLING HER?
I'm drawing up my "honor roll" right now, and you better believe I'm going to be getting rid of a lot of shame.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Over there
"President" Bush is going to Virginia Tech today. I guess some murders do register with him (at least politically). I expect he'll suggest that we have to make sure that massive school shootings happen over there (Iraq) so we don't have to have them here.
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