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I know, I know, this is old news, but let me ramble.
I recently tangled with an idiot over whether or not Sandra Fluke wanted her college (or the American people) to pay for her sex life (and the sex life of every other woman on the campus). Their argument, as is typical, is that Fluke wasn’t making an argument about needing birth control for sexual reasons, she wanted the school to provide it for medical reasons. PCOS (Polycystic Ovarioan Syndrome) being the most popular of these medical reason for liberals (and Fluke herself) to bring up. She claimed that students who had PCOS, or other medical needs the necessitated using birth control, could not get the birth control they needed because of Georgetown’s insurance policies.
This was, of course, a load of horse manure and 1o seconds on a google could prove it. So it always struck me as odd that so many people spent time debating Fluke’s demands based on the morality of them or the 1st amendment issues. Yes, the 1st amendment is hugely important, but common sense is important too, which is why smacking Fluke in the face with the actual Georgetown student insurance policy (specifically the FAQ section of it) several times would have been more useful.
Oh this title better bag me some hate mail, if it doesn’t then I don’t know what will.
Now I’m sure not all feminists or even all “proud sluts” (which is actually how they refer to themselves) are out there having unprotected sex, but they are having sex and usually lots of it it…with different men (or women). Say what you will about the morality of that, but you can’t argue the dangers of it.
STDs are a fact of life ladies, whether you get Chlamydia or Herpes or a case of Super Gonorrhea (my own name for it) sleeping around only increases your chances of this.
I don’t know if you know this, but condoms are not actually all that effective against STDs other than HIV. I mean, they are better than nothing, but you are still playing a pretty risky game with your life and your reproductive organs.
Now most STDs are not life threatening, at least not in this day and age (Syphilis, 100 years ago, was a different story) , but now we are getting superbugs.
This Super Gonorrhea was first spotted in Japan in 2011 and now, like a slow, but dangerous zombie infection, it’s spread to cases in Hawaii an California (and, for some inexplicable reason, Norway). I guess my decision to not pick up a one night stand in Cali when I was there on vacation was a smart one.
This particular strain is less like a typical STD and more like the Bubonic Plague to be honest.
“That’s what’s kind of scary about this. We are at lows in terms of infections, but this strain is a very tricky bug and we don’t have anything medically to fight it right now.”
The new strain of gonorrhoea resists existing drugs and the NCSD has asked the US government for an extra $53m (£34m) in funding to prepare.
It claims it is a case of “if, not when” a drug-resistant form of the disease arrives in the US, and that if action is not taken now it could potentially cost around $780m (£501m) to treat.
“This might be a lot worse than Aids in the short run because the bacteria is more aggressive and will affect more people quickly,” Alan Christianson, a doctor of naturopathic medicine, told CNBC.
“Getting gonorrhoea from this strain might put someone into septic shock and death in a matter of days,” he claimed.
- Sky News
Feminists, like Moe from Jezebel.com, who think that condomless sex is so freaking awesome that they are fine with risking infection in order to make like bunnies without a rubber, may be in for a nasty surprise with this beginning it’s spread through North America.
Interesting fact, did you know that the number of new STDs in American grows by about 20 million a year? If only our job market grew that quickly.
Here’s a piece of advice for those with the proclivity for promiscuous sexual activity.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you. You may think that abstinence is an “unrealistic proposition” for you, but you aren’t an animal in heat and you have self control. With this sort of plague beginning to spread, you might want to invest in a little more “me” time and a little less “picking someone up at the bar” time.
I recently talked about the story of the of the Niklayev family of Sacramento, California in an article for Damn Straight Politics. The story was absolutely horrifying to me, that the police and a government organization like CPS could simply walk into your home without a warrant or any proof or documentation and take away a women’s child for unsubstantiated reports of neglect.
Are we living in the USSR now?
It’s like the government wants us to believe that we don’t have the right to raise our children as we see fit.
Oh wait, they aren’t actually OUR kids at all, they belong to the community at large, right Melissa Harris-Perry?
The government is invented a world in which parents don’t matter. Their own twisted version of Neverland where the peace pipe contains actual weed, Peter Pan is taught to recognize whether Tiger Lily and Wendy are sluts based on their clothing choices, the lost boys aren’t really sure they are boys at all, and Wendy can buy the morning after pill without talking to a doctor, a pharmacist, or her parents first.
Parents? Who needs ‘em?
A world where no one ever grows up, but they all do adult things and expect someone else to clean up the mess for them.
California is pushing for legislation that would allow boys and girls to use whatever bathroom they want, regardless of gender, as long as they feel they have a different “gender identity” than they were born with.
Yeah, that can’t possibly go wrong.
California Assemblyman Tom Ammiano [is] pushing a bill that would allow public school students to pick the bathroom of their choosing based on their “gender identity.”
Assembly Bill 1266 would force boys athletic teams to accept girls if those girls identified as boys, or vice versa. It would force schools to allow boys to use girls bathrooms if they identify as girls, or vice versa.
But what about the parents? Where is their say in this little scheme to promote “equality”. Now I have no problem with people who say that they feel like they should have been born the opposite gender, but the issue is that 99% of the time they still have the same plumbing they were born with if they are under the age of 18 and so do all the other people of that gender.
So a boy who feels like a girl wants to be in the same bathroom and, quite possibly, the same locker room as well (unless they plan to relegate the one transgendered kid on the team to a separate locker room before and after practice and games. Try that and you really would hear the howls of “DISCRIMINATION!” from the left) as your daughter.
So does the rest of the male population that identifies as male. What’s to stop them from claiming they are transgendered and walking right in any way?
Do you really want the problems that come with that? I certainly wouldn’t feel comfortable putting my son or daughter in a room where they are exposing their genitalia to use the restroom or shower or change for games and having people of the opposite gender sanctioned to come into that room and expose themselves right along with them.
But somehow I’m just a closed minded bigot for wanting to have a say over which gender is allowed around my child when they are removing clothing.
Then there’s the fact that the FDA has decided that not only do girls as young as 15 need to be able to buy the morning after pill, but they really need to be able to do so without their parents permission and they really need to be able to do it without talking to a pharmacist about the side effects of a drug that, essentially, performs a chemical abortion.
The government is moving the morning-after pill over the counter for those 15 or older.
Today, Plan B One-Step is sold behind pharmacy counters, and buyers must prove they’re 17 or older to buy it without a prescription. Tuesday’s decision by the Food and Drug Administration lowers the age limit and will allow the pill to sit on drugstore shelves next to spermicides or other women’s health products and condoms — but anyone who wants to buy it must prove their age at the cash register.
Yeah, 15 year olds are totally old enough and responsible enough to understand the risks of taking dangerous medication.
Here’s a quandary, why are Plan B pills stocked next to the Trojans, but you still need a doctor’s visit to be prescribed a low dose birth control pill? Why aren’t they next to the flavored, glow in the dark rubbers?
Not only that, but in New York City school nurses can hand out the Plan B pill (and have, to thousands of students) without permission from the parent. I couldn’t even get an aspirin when I was in school, without a signed release form. How much longer till this spreads to your local school?
Parent’s opinion on whether their daughter (who probably has no idea if the medication is something she is allergic too or will interact with other medication she’s on) should be taking this stuff? Why would we need that?
Here’s another interesting “WTF?!” moment that happened recently.
Outraged parents say a New York middle school instructed young female students to ask one another for a lesbian kiss – and boys learned how to spot young sluts – in an anti-bullying presentation on gender identity and sexual orientation, according to Fox News’ Todd Starnes.
According to Starnes’ report, the children attended a special April 11 health class taught by college students at Linden Avenue Middle School in Red Hook, N.Y. Parents say they were not notified of the presentation.
The students were introduced to terms such as “pansexual” and “genderqueer.”
Some of the young female students said they were told it was common for 14-year-old girls to have sex and their parents couldn’t stop them.
Now I know exactly which girl I would have asked for a kiss (and I probably would have got it) in school if this had happened to me, but that’s beside the point. (She was bad news, 2 grades above me, and so hot it hurt to look at her sometimes.)
Seriously though, what the ever loving hell?
The lesbian kiss request is weird enough, but teaching boys how to spot “sluts”? I thought that was a “no-no” in liberal ideology.
Mandy Coon, one of the parents, got it right when she said this:
“I am furious. I am her parent. Where does anyone get the right to tell her that it’s OK for her to have sex?”
For some reason my little sister wouldn’t be able to buy a soda bigger than 16 oz. in New York City, but she could get Plan B over the counter and her parents would never be wiser. That infuriates me.
Every day they are taking away our right to make basic decisions for ourselves and our families, turning that right over to alphabet agencies. IRS, FDA, CPS, and so many others.
In the [paraphrased] words of Ronald Weasley, “Liberals need to sort out their priorities.”
Liberals really are living in a fantasy land.
Everyone is talking up a storm about Jason Collins, a pro-basketball player who just announced that he’s gay to the entire world.
Or at least everyone who reads Sports Illustrated.
I don’t, so I had to wait for the rest of the world to catch up and start frantically covering it in the news and on twitter to hear about it. I just shrugged and said “Okay? So?”
I’ve never understood the need to make a huge spectacle of your personal life.
Well that’s a lie, I used to bring up my sexuality in conversations when I was in 9th grade and I was an obnoxious little liberal troll, but that’s about it.
I didn’t make a big production of coming out, in fact I usually came out by accident, because I would talk about “my girlfriend said…” as normally as I would have said “my boyfriend said…” in a conversation. So I would say that and people would interrupt the flow of the conversation to say “Whoah, whoa there!….you’re gay?” I would confirm and then we would carry on with the conversation.
What I didn’t do was take out a page in the school newspaper to announce that, yes, the obnoxiously smart kid in the freshmen class was, in fact, a lesbian.
What is it about being gay that leads famous people to announce it to the world? They don’t feel the need to announce their straightness to the world and they still make plenty of headlines. Why not just live your life and answer the question honestly if you are asked and you want to let people know that you live with a person of the same sex and not the opposite.
Maybe I’m more annoyed by this because I wish that the Gosnell trial or Benghazi or Fast and Furious had gotten even half the amount of media coverage this is getting. Why in the world is the sexuality of an NBA player more important than the murder of small children or the death of American citizens? Why is it that our culture has more interest in the sexuality of a Basketball player than they do in terrorism or foreign policy.
I know, I know, the latter seems awful boring and the former is titillating and interesting.
To some anyway.
I probably wouldn’t even be writing an article about this if it weren’t for the fact that Obama still hasn’t said a word about Gosnell, but he apparently too the time to call up Jason Collins and let him know how proud of him he is.
It’s that I don’t think he should be gay or that I don’t think he’s brave for announcing it, it’s just that I don’t care.
And more to the point, the fact that anyone DOES care when someone announces their sexuality is a black mark against what the gay community is supposedly trying to accomplish. My straight friends don’t preface the announcement that they are dating someone with “Oh right, I’m straight, so don’t be shocked when I announce that my significant other is the opposite sex”. Neither do I and that has, to date, never been a problem for me. I thought the gay community wanted to be accepted the same way? Which doesn’t involve making a big production out of announcing which gender you sleep with.
I don’t announce that I’m gay when I meet a new group of people, I just act like a normal human being. My sexuality is not who I am, though I admit to employing it to make liberals heads explode, but that’s also part of who I am. If you talked to most of the people who met me at CPAC or Right Online in last year or so, they would tell you that they were not aware I was gay until they heard me talk about my girlfriend or they got home and checked my twitter bio.
That, ideally, should be how people operate. Why would Jason Collins want to be known as “the gay NBA player” for the rest of time? Like being gay is who he is?
Then again, maybe being gay is who he is. Perhaps he’s like all those liberal gay activists that feel the need to wear rainbow bracelets and a shirt announcing that they’re here and they’re queer.
If that’s your identity, fine. Don’t expect the rest of us to get all excited by it.
Maybe it’s just that we live in an age of public social networking, but it seems to me that we are watching the evidence of cultural rot on a massive scale.
What’s at fault? Too many things for me to catalog in a single article to tell the truth, but the symptoms are everywhere, even if we can’t find the source of the disease.
We see it in the media blackout of the Kermit Gosnell case and in the feminist blogs that rushed to defend abortion in the wake of his arrest and trial.
We see it in the tweets of people who think Dzhokhar Tsarnaev is “too cute” to be a bomber and wish that he wouldn’t be found guilty.
The people who feel the need to get on TV and talk about how the Boston Bombers were “nice guys”.
The feeding frenzy of the Main Stream Media when they thought it might be “Right Wing Nuts” who bombed the Marathon, but their complete unwillingness to look at the religion of the bombers now, even when it’s being reported that the elder of the two brothers was a frequent visitor a mosque run by radical Islamists in Russia.
The people like Amanda Palmer who write terrible, trite “poetry” to encourage “empathy” for a man that killed 3 people in cold blood, one of them an 8 year old, and injured hundreds more.
The people who send hate tweets to a pastor who son committed suicide.
The people who tell me I should “just do everyone a favor and f*cking kill [myself]“ while peddling trite “anti-bullying” slogans on their own blogs.
We’re living in a society that’s being overwhelmed by cultural rot. A mentality of “if it didn’t hurt me, it’s not so bad” and “it’s not my fault, racism/homophobia/islamophobia made me do it!”
I know that we have many good people in our society, watching the actions of first responders in Boston and the bravery of the Boston police proves that, but sometimes it seems like we are fighting against a flood of moral relativism and rot that is rising twice as fast as we can place sandbags.
I kid, I kid!
But really, when are we going to acknowledge the fact that sanctions aren’t exactly making Kim Jong Un quiver in his tiny tiny boots?
Sanctions are the political equivalent of a parent constantly telling their child that if they don’t straighten up they are going to give them to to Goblin King. It’s an empty threat, especially when it’s obvious that Kim Jong Un doesn’t care about how the sanctions affect his people. He is more than willing to let them starve, just like his father.
I had a great uncle on the maternal side of the family who, when he was a child, liked to hold his breath until he got his way . This, of course, terrified my great grandparents into giving him whatever his little heart desired and they always gave in before he got even a little blue in the face.
One day my great grandparents were out and the only two people in the house with my great uncle were his two sisters who weren’t about to take his crap. At some point in the day, when he wasn’t getting what he wanted, he started to hold his breath. My great aunt and my grandmother couldn’t have cared less and they refused to give in.
Eventually, as one would expect, my great uncle passed out from lack of oxygen. He woke up later, no worse for wear, and he was much more cooperative with his sisters after that.
The moral to this story? When a child is throwing a temper tantrum you don’t give into them.
In this post-Sequester world the Obama administration is doing its utmost to cut back on useless and wasteful spending. They are only spending money on the most necessary of projects, like 2.7 million dollars on the gravely serious issue of lesbians and their “hazardous drinking habits”.
Oh, you don’t think that is a necessary research project for the government to be funding? Well you, my dear reader, are clearly a horrid homophobe. Weren’t you aware that the government only exists to do irrelevant studies about the mental and physical well-being of the LGBTQUERTY community?
Seriously though, this isn’t the first time (nor will it probably be the last) that the NIH announced a dumb as hell study with ties to the health and well-being of the gay and lesbian community. For a group that composes less than 10% of the population (if that) the government spends an awful lot of money coddling them.*
Like the $1.5 million that the NIH just spent on trying to figure out why so many lesbians are obese. Yes, of course that’s an issue of national importance, why wouldn’t it be?
Or in 2011 when the NIH had a study, funded with nearly a million dollars, on whether gay men’s penis size indicated whether they would be a “top” or “bottom” in gay sex.
Can someone please explain why the National Institutes of Health feels this is a reasonable allocation of resources? Especially during a time when our country is apparently so strapped for cash that it can’t even allow school children in to the White House for tours and they threatened to shut down the yearly Easter Egg hunt?
Could it be that the government is only shutting down programs that will cause national outrage, because they want to make sequestration look as bad as their Chicken Little impersonations said it would be earlier this year?
Yeah, I figured that was what this was about.
You know Obama, if you are actually all that worried about my “hazardous drinking habits” and the effect they will have on my health, you could do me a huge favor and resign. The amount I drink is directly proportionate to the amount of time you spend in office and the number of stupid things you do.
Can I have that $2.7 million now? I’m sure I will spend it better than you will.
You know what I want a study on? I’d like to know why so many lesbians get Justin Bieber haircuts, that seems worthwhile to me. Can I get a couple million dollars to study that Mr. President? Inquiring minds (meaning mine) want to know.
*I’m saying “them” because I refuse to be associated with these morons just because we all happen to be attracted to the same gender.
Filled with politics, friends, more politics, booze, food, new people, more politics….and did I mention alcohol?
And a job fair.
And some awesome new guests in the line-up for my podcast.
But I won’t go into things too much right now, I just wanted to let my reader’s know that I did, actually, survive CPAC 2013…though there were moments that were rather close calls on that front I must admit.
I’m working on a post about my adventure’s and what I learned from the whole event, with a few hilarious anecdotes about my flights and the various shindigs I attended.
But first I really need some sleep.
I used to watch this show after school, it was about a horribly stereotypical Jewish woman from Flushing who ended up being The Nanny for 3 children of a rich theater producer. She was not the nanny they expected to get, namely a stodgy politically correct woman who told the two daughters to be ladylike and for the son to buck up and act like a man when he was upset. That was what they had always had before and they never liked them.
Instead they got a nanny that took them to her mother’s canasta games, fed them junk food, and generally treated them like adults. She got herself into all sorts of trouble with Mr. Sheffield, the man of the house, because she didn’t raise his children the way he thought they should be raised, but he never fired her because she was the only nanny who his children had ever loved.
She grew on him and the children, just as she and her extremely nasally voice became iconic for an entire generation.
Now we have a new Nanny and this one is a lot harder to fall in love with, because instead of encouraging us to make our own decisions and be ourselves, this nanny thinks it is their job to police every aspect of our lives, tell us what to eat and what to drink, how to think and how to exercise, because they believe that we are truly too stupid to make those decisions for themselves, or, at least, too stupid to make those decisions the way that they want us to make them.
One year ago today, I woke up in my dorm room and checked twitter. At first I thought someone had pulled a prank. There was no way that Andrew Breitbart was actually dead, I knew it had to be a hoax. He was so full of life and energy.
Then the confirmation started to roll in and I stayed in bed for 2 hours, crying for him and his family…and a little for myself. Breitbart was a big inspiration and influence for me.
This following is an excerpt from my book, which is currently in progress. I haven’t even begun to edit it yet and this is the first time it’s been typed up, so forgive the occasional mistakes.
March of 2009 I was living like a bum. I had graduated high school a semester earlier than my peers, I had no job, and lived rent free in my parent’s house. I had no real plans for my life and no inspiration to do anything much at all.
I had come far from being the liberal militant Atheist that I had been between the ages of 14 and 18, but I was still drinking the liberal kool-aid in many ways. I was starting to change in small ways though, such as refusing to vote for Obama in 2008, based on the fact that i knew Obama was a hack who had no actual plan (or worse, a plan he didn’t want to share) but if you had asked me about the GOP or the Tea Party, I still would have had much that was nice to say about them.
In fact, the key words in my response would have followed a very Rachel Maddow-esque set of dialogue “blah blah blah racist, blah blah blah homophobic blah gay marriage blah blah women’s rights blah blah pro-choice blah blah religious extremists blah teabaggers.”
Yeah, I was one of those people. Despite personally knowing Republicans who didn’t fit that mold, including a pagan pro-choice Republican who liked gay people just fine.
I was still in contact with a large number of liberal and atheist message boards where I was active and had acquaintances, the same ones that had convinced me years ago that I had to be a liberal because I was gay, one of those “friends” send me a youtube clip one day and the accompanying email read something like “Haha, look at Bill Maher and Dyson tear this Breitbart guy a new one, lol”.
Anyone who has read Breitbart’s book, Righteous Indignation, knows of which interview I’m talking about.
The problem was that when I watched that clip, instead of laughing at the “stupid” conservative and cheering on Maher and Dyson as I should have, I found myself saying “wait a minute, this Breitbart guy is pretty smart. What he’s saying makes sense and Maher just looks like a buffoon.” (Strangely my opinion on Maher never changed from that day on.)
So I started looking this guy up. I followed him on twitter, which, for those of you who were in the conservative new media world before Breitbart passed away will know this, was an enlighting experience all on it’s own. I started paying attention to more than just the mainstream media and began searching for more avenues of news. Twitter became my morning newspaper and Red Eye my evening nightcap (which made for some weird dreams, let me tell you.)
It was a difficult transition for me. No matter how much I disagreed with the rhetoric and ideals of the Democratic party, I was also a lesbian and my introduction to politics as a teen had come through that frame of reference. The liberals and homosexuals who had formed my support grous when I was “coming out” had spent a lot of time (intentionally or unintentionally, I’ll never know which) indoctrinating me to believe that the Republican party hate me and wanted to put me in a re-education camp to “cure” me.
In a strange way I guess the idea of the “gay community” “indoctrinating” the young is true, but it’s not their sexuality that they influence, but their politics.
No matter my values, I had been told over and over again that I had to be a liberal because they were the ones that wanted equality and fair treatment for me. I would never be accepted or represented by the Grand Old Party because of their inherent religious intolerance and bigotry.
I had yet to see actual concrete proof of this bigotry on a wide scale in the GOP, but I was utterly convinced that it was there, hidden somewhere. So when I interacted with conservatives and shared ideas, I kept my sexuality hidden, hiding a part of myself at the same time. That wasn’t what I wanted either. I wanted openness with my peers, how else could I really exchange ideas, but I was afraid of being shunned by the GOP for my sexuality and I couldn’t freely discuss my recently discovered conservative ideas with those who knew my sexuality for fear of being “the nail that sticks up”.
Strangely enough, when I got the courage to come clean to both sides there was only one group that reacted in an overwhelmingly negative manner and it certainly wasn’t the conservatives.
Once again it was Andrew who hit me over the head and told me I wasn’t alone. Well it was actually a group Breitbart was a part of at the time, GOProud. The reason GOProud even entered my field of view at the time was because of Breitbart. He was on the board of directors and that had caused a large amount of speculation from liberal assholes about his “true” sexuality. Never mind that liberals pushed constantly for the creation of “Gay-Straight Alliances” in schools so that that straight allies could have a place to speak out.
Liberal hypocrisy was alive and well in their speculation that Breitbart, happily married to a woman, had to be a self-loathing closeted gay man if he was going to be involved with GOProud.
The board of GOProud also held other conservative faces, such as Ann Coulter, who I had hated with extreme vitriol when I was a liberal. I hated everything was and everything she wrote and I thought she was the biggest moron in existence. Unsurprisingly I had managed to come to that conclusion without having read a single article she had penned or cracking open a single one of her best-selling books. I knew I hated her because I was supposed to hate her and I knew for a “fact” that she hated me for being gay…but she was on the board of a gay conservative group and I wasn’t quite so sure of myself and the many views I still held about conservative pundits.
Somehow at least 70% of my story of “coming out” as a conservative, seems to revolve around Andrew Breitbart in some way. From the very beginning he was an inspiration to me and I can’t say for sure that I would be the same person today if he hadn’t been for him.
He was one of kind and I don’t think that any one person in our movement can stand in his shoes. I certainly wouldn’t have the guts to rollerblade through an OWS rally, but I think that we can all be a little like Breitbart. Fearless and passionate about our love for this country and maybe he’s watching us now, cheering us on and cursing out the liberal morons we have to deal with on a daily basis.
In his memory and for the future of his children, our children, ourselves, and this country, we have to keep fighting.