I'm thinking about starting my own pageant that judges women on what we're inherently good at.

For instance, one round all the contestants will be on the stage with a guy who has recently been broken up with. Whoever can stand there and listen to his emotional bull shit the longest wins.

The final round will be a cage match, a Battle Royale sort of thing. I'll put plenty of weapons in the middle but no one's allowed to use them on each other, the competition will be for the contestants to shame and degrade each other into suicide and the last one standing wins.

I know the modeling competitions are everyone's favorites part so I'm trying to think of what a good alternative for that would be. Maybe I'll have that heartbroken boy come back out and make the girls compete over how much of a wardrobe he'll buy for them with the least amount of sexual manipulation. We could, I don't know, do a runway and have Tim Gunn judge.

This is all still in the planning stages but if any philanthropists want in on it contact me soon.

Sundance is airing a show called "Push Girls" about chicks in wheelchairs...sounds like the perfect thing for me to get all judgey about, thus we have my:

Push Girls Sneak Preview

I just watched the sneak preview and it’s pretty much what I assumed it would be.

None of the women are disabled because of genetic diseases, all had their lower half paralyzed later in life, 12 being the youngest. All are thin, conventionally fashionable, and work out but I was surprised one woman, Tiffany, is pansexual. I was hoping that for once a wheelchair user on TV would be something other than paralyzed but didn’t expect it. Genetic diseases tend to make people move, look, and live in ways that isn’t beautiful enough for TV.

Speaking of living, Mia talked about how people assumed she either lived with someone or someone had to come to her home to help her with things. She spoke of it in this prideful way, as if it was insulting that anyone would think that. That does nothing good for my self-esteem as someone who needs in-home care. Tiffany also expressed an annoyance for the assumption people who are in a wheelchair stays at home all day, in sweats, playing video games…which also describes me. Thanks for shaming me, Push Girls.

Mia also spoke of how it’s important to look good so society sees you are making an effort…I assume you, dear reader, know how disgusting this sentiment is and I needn’t stress myself by explaining it.

The whole of the clips were either the women working out, drinking, or obnoxiously and loudly hitting on men passing by (save for at the end where they did a montage of drama clips) The intention is “See, these women care about their looks, can have sex, and are horny…just like normal women!” So at least they aren’t only offending disabled people, they want to hurt women in general.

Oh, but don’t worry men, they tried to stick it to you too! They broke the myth that these women don’t have to date disabled men and, in fact, prefer not to, thus reinforcing the non-sexually attractive and/or active stigma you have.

(It should be noted that over sexualizing women is a problem and over sexualizing disabled women is an even bigger one given the high rates of rape and molestation against us that are recorded…not to mention the estimated numbers that go unreported and the fact these statistics are reported (when they rarely are) not as crimes against the victim but a crime against society, thus further dehumanizing the victim)

But it wasn’t all bad.

I did love to see Tiffany get stuck on a curb, almost falling over, and needing help. I don’t say this in a malicious way, but it was one of the few things shown that I related to.

I also like Angela. She is intelligent and mature and needs in-home care. I hope I can keep liking her once I see the full episodes.

I love Alice In Wonderland and am a huge fan of re-told versions of it so when I saw Zenscope was releasing their comic book version I ordered the first three right away.

Alice is depicted in a sexual way on the covers but I didn’t expect anything less, given it’s targeted at what the comic book industry considers it’s only audience: men.  The cover art is also beautifully done and clearly indicates their rendition will be a dark and violent version and this was enough for me to give them more than the benefit of the doubt.

Once again, I have been shat upon.

The story itself eventually becomes interesting but the lead up to the actual plot was long and boring and the images and characters are just a random selection of Alice In Wonderland lore.  If this was all, I would still be buying them but the line was crossed with the way Alice is drawn.

On the cover as in inside, Alice is an impossibly thin, huge breasted, and thick hipped.

No problem.

On the cover she is clothed in the archetypal style with a sexually suggestive and yet modest way.

Beautiful.

Inside she is in what looks like a sexy Alice In Wonderland Halloween costume fashioned by a vestiphiliac seamstress.  The rational is that Alice adapted her clothing she entered Wonderland in as a child but it makes no rational sense if you give it a second thought.

Comic books shouldn’t be rational, I know, but I am so sick and tired of tits.  It’s a conspiracy; the bigger the tits the less dialogue can fit and the less over head cost for the publisher.  That’s the only theory that makes any sense because it isn’t like the olden days where little boys had to use their comics to rub one out if they couldn’t find their father’s Playboy’s.  We have the internet now.

I really am fed up.  I don’t even want respectful or realistic depictions of women in comic books anymore, I want sexual equivalency.  I want all the men to have unreasonably large boners, under their pants still but with at least a quarter size damp spot of pre-cum.

If you guys can enjoy your comics like that I will put up with all these mother fucking titties in my mother fucking comic books.

The popular podcast Secret Stash got their own show on AMC called Comic Book Men.

It's boring and I think a Comic Book Women show would be better.

Here is an example:

    I hate to be the one to deflate one’s outrage, as I so enjoy a good show, but it’s beginning to get sad...  Literature blogs and what can unfortunately (for them) be referred to as my peers have been on their hind-legs lately about fanfic writers flipping their work into published books, mostly by small-press publishers.

    I’ve heard the usual argument about copyright infringement even though a lot of work is done in AU and OOC and shows little resemblance to the work that inspired it, but also people are starting to complain about the betrayal of fandom solidarity.

    Let’s begin with a quick look at the scary copyright infringement first:

    Bull fucking shit.

    The fanfic that is getting most of the spot light in these arguments is Twilight, due to the popularity of E.L James’ Fifty Shades trilogy.  I haven’t read any Twilight fanfic or Fifty Shades, as I’m not in that fandom, but I am a fan of paranormal romance and to argue that Twilight is an original series and any fiction inspired by it should be barred from professional publishing is laughable.  Twilight is an obvious remake of the qua-trillion-billion books and fanfics that had come after Anne Rice’s popular vampire works and her’s weren’t original either.  I don’t know this for sure but I think Stephany Myers was the only one to make her vampires sparkle, so if anything that’s all she should be able to claim control over.

    No idea is original; that’s a well known fact.  Many people like to hold up Shakespear as an exception, crediting him as the creator of all our popular plots and tropes but who was Shakespear?  Not one man, but many, all using the pen name (as was customary at the time) and borrowing heavily from pre-existing works, sometimes word for word.  The myth of Shakespear is just that, a myth, and ignorance shouldn’t mean I can’t read numerous works of vampire/werewolf/annoying teenager love triangles if that’s what I’m into.

    As for the fandom...

    Fandom is hard to understand for most people.  It’s not something mainstream society even knows about for the most part.  It’s not something men know much about for the most part, as real fandom is dominated by females.  We’re not talking about collecting action figures, doing cosplay, or LARPing; that is the far edges of fandom that male’s dominate and pop culture is starting to embrace.

    Fandom is drawing pictures of your favorite male idols/characters as pregnant and your favorite female idols/characters with huge cocks.  Fandom is writing stories about your favorite male idols/characters having intense sexual escapades with your favorite website in an anthropomorphic version of itself.  Fandom is having your first sexual experience be through a public role playing forum.  Fandom is a lot like punk once was: underground, unregulated, extreme, outsider, intoxicating, elitist, lawless, ugly, beautiful, and above all...not for sale.

    It should be no surprise to anyone that I eat this shit up.  I’ve been saying for years I want literature to have a wasteland of an under-belly that those of us who consider it a form of art to be chaotic and transgressive in contrast to the elitists who believe words need to be spelled right, a book has to be published by a third party to be worthy, and a complete disregard for everything learned in grade school results in only unreadable filth.

    My first experience with therapy was as a child when my father took me to his group therapy sessions for his paranoid schizophrenia.  The doctor always gave me a cookie and if dad was managing with his medications we could leave early.

Opinion of therapy: Good

    My second experience was a few years ago when I started having anxiety problems.  The doctor asked me to describe my attacks then told me, “you seem well adjusted and on the right medication; you don’t need to see me.  Exit is on the right.”

Opinion of therapy: Shaky

    After a few months of insurance rejections I finally went to see a new therapist for a $40 co-pay because I want help getting off as many non-disease related pills as possible.  My first warning was that he is white.  I know it’s racist but I don’t like white male doctors, they are always the worst and I’m too impatient to be tolerant...Anyway, the second warning was that his office was decorated with Christian decor.  I’m not anti-religious but I don’t think Jesus should be crucified above me while I confess my fucked up internal dialogue.  There was no third warning...

    He asked me right away why I was in a wheelchair and when I told him he said, “Oh.  Well, I just went to a camp for cripple kids.” and left it at that.  Later asked me to tell him which scriptures I could recite to myself when I am having anxiety and some how fumbles into a piss poor representation of Christian theology and assured me sometimes people’s physical illness are cured through the love of Jesus.  At one point he asked if I had a lot of friends, I said no and he then tried to convince me to join his Protestant church.  I refused and the session ended by him pulling out a bible, reading from it, then asking, “So, would you like a receipt?”

Opinion of therapy: Really Fucking Bad

My cousin sent over a stack of feminist literature and then went on a cruise.

She's kicking back in the sunshine and ocean breeze while I'm sitting in a darkened room getting more and more indignantly outraged...

But she sent a plate of her home made cup cakes too so I'm also getting fatter!

Thank God these books are teaching me that I don't need a man because I'll never attract one now!

If I had a time machine I would go back, break these women out, and Dr. Who the shit out of time and space with them.

This isn't really to scale but this is a map of my neighborhood.  My house is the home and to the far right is our city's cemetery, to the top left is the train tracks where it makes the nearest 4-way with the street nearest my house, and toward the bottom is the only other witches place I know of in town.  No otherkin I know of are close enough to fit in the map.

I live really close to all three; the farthest being the cemetery and that takes about ten minutes to walk to, but it's right across the street from a 7/11 so if that's too far in the given weather you can get something cold/hot to make up for it.  I was excited about being so close to a cemetery because at the time I moved in I had just seen Pet Cemetery and really wanted a zombie cat.  I haven't tried it yet but my dad is buried there and he hasn't returned so it's probably not going to work anyway.

The rail road goes through town but this spot that makes my 4-way is where most of where the suicides are done (for whatever reason) and last year the ones done further up the road drug the bodies to this spot before the bodies became dislodged.  You can hear the trains all over town but because of one particular sound wall it is really loud at my home so every night I sleep to really beautiful sounds of rattling train tracks and the the whistle they have to sound whenever they go over a city street. This morning we had the first suicide in town of 2012 here.  We made it slightly over a week this year.  Not bad.