STAY BACK!!!! Filosofa is in a horrid mood … approach at risk of life and limb!!!!
I am in a horrid mood tonight. I have expressed hatred toward my body, the country in which I live, and a number of politicos here. Let me share just a few of the red-hot thoughts rambling through my mind tonight as I wish I were anywhere else but here …
My father was a Jew. My paternal grandparents narrowly escaped Hitler’s reach, and my great aunt Margaret and great uncle Rip (Rinehart) spent more than two years in Hitler’s death camps. This was the legacy with which I grew up in a few short years after the Holocaust. That said, I am not a fan of the Israeli land grab nor of Benjamin Netanyahu and his cruel brand of leadership. After all this time, I am more empathetic to the Palestinians for what has been done to them than to the Israelis. The Holocaust ended 76 years ago. The Jews can only expect to play on the sympathies of the world for so long, and today they have become the oppressor, rather than the oppressed.
Yes, both sides share fault, but Israel is greedy and arrogant and … the Palestinians are being/have been driven from their homeland. Netanyahu deserves a life behind bars while other, less greedy, more functional minds attempt to sort this out.
I am a woman. As such, there are some things that I consider to be nobody’s business but my own. One of those things is my body. If I were pregnant (never mind that, at age 70, it would be something for the record books) and could not afford in one way or another to raise a child, it is MY business, not Ted Cruz’ or Franklin Graham’s or anybody else’s! If I decide to have an abortion, it is entirely MY business. Unless, of course, you plan to take my child, raise it as your own, provide for its every need, including a college education? Yeah, that’s what I thought. It’s a funny thing that those who call themselves “Pro-life” actually don’t give a royal fig about a child’s life once it is born, once their will is forced upon a woman. At that point, when asked to contribute to that child’s welfare, the blonde airhead “pro-lifer” backs up a few steps, holding her hands out, saying, “Oh no … no no no … this isn’t my problem!”
Evangelicals and the rest can take their ‘right to life’ platform and stick it where the sun doesn’t shine! The Supreme Court has agreed to weigh in on the case of a Mississippi law that, going against the ruling of Roe v Wade, seeks to ban most all abortions. I realize that the people of Mississippi are not highly educated nor sophisticated, but damn them … they are NOT going to dictate to every woman in this nation! None of the Justices on the Supreme Court have any idea what it is like to be a single working mom, struggling to raise your children with no damn help! Listen to Elvis’ “In the Ghetto” sometime … think about those lyrics, so very real for so many of us!
A few days ago, Facebook ‘chastised’ me for a comment I left on a post about the ignoble former guy. They removed my comment several hours after I had posted it and after it had received a number of ‘likes’. Facebook sent me no less than two messages explaining that my comment violated their ‘community standards’ and after a number of people had given a thumbs-up to my comment. Frankly, I don’t give a royal shit, for I’ve been considering dumping Facebook for some time now. But, I admit it galls me a bit that I am chastised for something that is far more mellow than other comments that have been allowed.
Then yesterday, I came across the daily Claytoonz cartoon/editorial, and noticed a note at the end of his post that said …
“I am appealing, but this cartoon has already been removed by Facebook and my account has been suspended for 24 hours. I’ll update if there is a change to that.”
This is the ‘toon that got him suspended …
Being a bit of a mischief maker, and not giving a royal fig if Facebook bans me for life, I copied the ‘toon to my own Facebook page to see how long it would take them to either chastise, or worse yet, ban me. Twelve hours later, the ‘toon is still on my FB page and I’ve not yet received one of their nasty little notes. Hmmmm … maybe I’ll have to try harder?
Nite nite …
I am going to bed now, hoping to sleep off this horrible mood that has taken over my psyche, that has made me want to yell at everyone, including my own self. Buenas noches, amigos.