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Archive for August, 2007

Woman Nation?

Friday, August 31st, 2007

The World’s 100 Most Power­ful Women


You’ve heard of woman nation,
Well, thats coming, baby.

I found this at a femi­nist site I peruse. There was a com­ment won­de­ring where these women would fit on a list of most power­ful peo­ple? I too won­der. Some­day there will be such a list, and women may well prove domi­nant. Look at this list. Notice that power, in the majo­rity of cases, is still money. No mat­ter what gen­der you are tal­king about in the end it is all about the money.

You’ve heard of the law of selec­tion,
Well, thats how were gonna do it, baby.
We allow men who wanna join us
The rest can just stay by themselves.

This long wee­kend for me will be about catching up. No way will I brave the holi­day traf­fic to head west into the moun­tains. The traf­fic will be inter­mi­na­ble. I spent last wee­kend at a state park hiking and rock clim­bing. I fell down a rather irri­ta­ble moun­tain — yes almost straight down but with just enough of an inc­line to cause a rather gross and now rather crusty abra­sion along the whole of my right leg. It was great though. One of the guys I went with actually frac­tu­red his ankle just wal­king along a rather rocky path. Who’s the man? Me obviously.

This wee­kend I’m going to watch ten­nis, hike locally, and finish some rea­ding. I’ve been appoin­ted to the board of a local Visual Arts Edu­ca­tion Cen­ter and will con­se­quently be atten­ding an event there tomo­rrow. I’m going to hit up some yard sales.

Two thou­sand years of male society,
Laying fear and tyranny.
See­king gra­des and money,
Clin­ging to values vain and phony.

I hear the crabs are good this wee­kend. I don’t really care, but I ima­gine I will hear that seve­ral more times this weekend.


Won­der­land or Not
will ligh­ten it up for the wee­kend pos­ting non­sen­si­cal drib­ble for your enter­tain­ment. Some links, some blog sug­ges­tions and some bad poetry is always a pos­si­bi­lity. For those off on a last jaunt before sum­mer ends. Take care.


Do you know that one day you lost your way, man?
Do you know that some day you have to pay, man?
Have you anything to say, man, except
Make no mis­take about it, I’m the pre­si­dent, you hear?
I wanna make one thing clear, I’m the pre­si­dent, you hear?

Bless you Yoko but…

Let’s not talk of selec­tion
it’s about who pays for the elec­tion
for us, a large ban­kroll
gets us out of that black hole