I rank plane chat down there with American sitcoms, and this one sided conversation qualified for an even lower authority, right down there with my recent discovery that an admired colleague (a doctor of all things shiny, and intellectual) is syntactically and lexiconically challenged. Something exhibited by his incessant use of the word “douche” or “douchey” to describe everybody/everything to which he is disinclined.

Good fortune was at my side in the case of the bureaucrat babble however, as my swami taught me well and I was able to induce a trance like state in which I traveled to another place while pretending to listen. I was able to contemplate songs about domestic violence (it being domestic violence month) for my, what now appears to be, monthly blog post.

Alas, the playlist on domestic violence, child abuse, incest or a combination, was way to long. Too many unbelievably sad and telling songs. How could this be? From The Crystal’s He Hit Me(and it felt like a kiss), Alice Cooper’s Only Women Bleed, and Sublime’s Date Rape, to Janis Ian’s His Hands and Tracy Chapman’s Behind the Wall, the list is lengthy, spanning decades. It was exhausting contemplating such a list, never-mind the reasons such a list exists. Such sadness summoned, such despair. A lengthy government career saga started to resemble a delightful fairytale.

NCADV
Violence Against Women Organizations
The Domestic Violence Awareness Project
Women’s Law
1 800 799 (SAFE) 7233 National Domestic Abuse Hotline

October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month. Find out how you can help in your community.

Peace

I can think of no more worthy a celebration than to sit down to a glass of wine (cocoa, tea, beer, cranberry juice), while reading the poetry of Edna St. Vincent Millay. My acquaintance with her is slight, by way of Witch Wife and First Fig. I am rectifying that by downloading A Few Figs From Thistles to my Kindle.

THURSDAY

AND if I loved you Wednesday,
Well, what is that to you?
I do not love you Thursday–
So much is true.

And why you come complaining
Is more than I can see.
I loved you Wednesday,–yes–but what
Is that to me?

Edna St. Vincent Millay

A worthy read for those who have not read this early feminist and award winning poet.

The Kindle Version is avaiable at no cost, click on the book, or you can read the collection here.

Whether from your blogroll or your bookshelf, read a woman today.

peace

Today is the 5th Blog For Choice day held in the blogesphere, an event historically held on the anniversary of Roe v Wade. Today is the 37th anniversary of Roe v Wade.

The topic is: What does Trust Women mean to you?

Simply, it means have enough respect for a women to allow women to make their own choices about what to do with their lives and their bodies.

As I have pointed out on this blog time and time again, women with money will always have a choice no matter the legality, but women who are not as fortunate from a socioeconomic standpoint will suffer most if Roe v Wade is overturned, they suffer the most when choice is taken away. Who is anyone to take choice from anyone else?

Exactly.

But there’s wisdom in women, of more than they have known,
And thoughts go blowing through them, are wiser than their own,

There are some wonderful blog postings on this topic at the Blog for Choice site, please check them out here

peace