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Fri Feb 14, 2014 at 05:22 AM PST

Rant Mode [On]

by Silvia Nightshade

Going to be a short rant diary because I'm so irritated.  Doubtful anyone will even read this.

As progressives when we fight for something, such as a fair minimum wage, LGBTQ rights, equal pay for women, etc., we don't choose to fight for those things for only the people who are on our side, correct?  I don't support marriage equality with the caveat that "Well only registered Democrats can have marriage equality, screw those Rethuglican jerks!"  I mean as much as it might feel good to punish the other side, what good does it do, really?  So when someone writes a diary about something horrible someone on the right says or does, why the hell do we think it's okay if we do that exact same thing TO the right?  Because they're the enemy?  Because they're horrible people and scumbags and liars and criminals etc. etc.?  I'm not denying some of the folks on the right are indeed these things, and I enjoy diaries chronicling the crazy/stupid/insane stuff the right does, "know your enemy" and all that.  But if someone does something we say is an assholeish thing to do, why do we think we can exhibit that exact same behavior that we deemed assholeish and somehow magically it's okay?  Clearly I don't think it is, but apparently I'm a "quivering dainty" person for it.  All right, call me all the damn names you want, but I don't have to do things that I think are wrong to fight back against the right's bullshit.


Color me confused.  Very, very confused.  When someone equates the intrinsic value of being gay (or gayness, or however you want to word it) with something such as gun ownership, I get confused.  Because to me, owning a gun and exercising the rights granted to you by the second amendment is not the same as being gay.  I'm straight, but I can tell you that at no point in my life did I make a choice to be straight, it's just who I am.  And no, I will not equate my choice to kiss a guy to be the same as owning a gun, because that plays into the conservative meme that "It's okay to be gay as long as you never act on those feelings."  I will not support that line of thinking.  I'd like to think that most of us on Dkos wouldn't, either.

And maybe I'm totally wrong here, but I think equating the rights of gun owners as being an oppressed minority to the oppression LGBT folks have suffered over the course of America's history is offensive... I don't think the two are in the same ballpark as far as who has been more aggregiously oppressed.  But hey, feel free to argue otherwise.  I'm not saying I can't be convinced, but it's highly unlikely.


The big story in Ohio today is that Ohio's Republican senator, Rob Portman has come out in favor of gay marriage.  Why the big change from someone who is just as "severely conservative" as Mitt Romney pretended to be?  Well, turns out Senator Portman's son, Will, is gay.  I say, kudos to Senator Portman and his wife for supporting and loving their son, as well as for changing his position on the issue of gay marriage.  But in his opinion piece in the Columbus Disgrace--er, Dispatch today, he shows us exactly why Republicans suck on issues that Americans care about.

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Ready for the fall-out of Kasich's crazy plan to help poor schools by not giving them money and instead increasing the budgets for rich districts?  If you're not up to speed, check out this diary by our own anatasia p.  The short story is, Kasich told everyone he'd help fund poorer schools and curtail funding increases for richer districts.  Unfortunately when he revealed the details of his plan, the opposite is what's happening.  Poor schools are upset.

Franklin schools superintendent Arnol Elam took the issue to the residents of the school district he serves in Warren County, Ohio, through a letter sent to parents of Franklin students.  WHIO-TV, a partner with the Dayton Daily News, reports:

Prosecutor David Fornshell announced the investigation two days after Franklin Superintendent Arnol Elam sent a letter home to parents of the district’s 2,924 students urging them to join him “in an active campaign to ensure Gov. (John) Kasich and any legislator who supports him are not re-elected.” The letter also was posted on the school’s website, but an edited version appeared late Thursday afternoon with that statement deleted.

Elam wrote the letter in response Kasich’s recently released school funding formula, which did not include any additional funding for Franklin schools — Warren County’s poorest district — in 2014 or 2015. Elam said flat funding for Franklin was the exact opposite of what Kasich promised when he said poor districts would get more funding and wealthier districts less funding under his plan.

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I must admit, these guys totally caught on to what I'm doing.  I'm shocked, I thought I was being a little more subtle than that.  Well, live and learn, I suppose.  (They'll never guess how I support the radical homosexual agenda!  For those interested, meetings are Thursday nights at 9pm in our secret power bunker under the Empire State Building.  This week I'm bringing oatmeal cookies. :) )

So every day when I wake up at 5am, I think, "How can I support the radical feminist agenda today?"  Because, who doesn't?  But let me break down a few things I have inserted into my daily routine of living my life that help me support this radical feminist agenda of mine.

When I get up in the morning, I let my two dogs outside to go potty and start making my breakfast, using ingredients that I purchased by myself with a job that I work that supports me, and my three cats and two dogs, and my house, all by myself.  Oh and as soon as I finish breakfast, I take my hormonal birth control--by the dozen!--so I can have lots and lots of sex today.  If I so choose.  But usually I don't because I've got more important things to do, like guide Connor on his path to supporting the American Revolution and hunt beavers in between memory sequences.  

After breakfast, I shower and get ready for work, using all the things I have purchased myself, including my shampoo, my clothes, the water that I pay the utility bill for.  Nope, nary a man to be seen around these parts!

Then I drive to my mother's house so we can meetup and carpool to work like the damn treehugging hippies we are.  Oh and I drive a car that my grandmother passed on to me when she passed away.  That she bought by her damn self when she retired with money she saved while working, after her husband passed away and she went back to work.  I do pay the insurance and registration for my car, though it isn't much in comparison.

At work, I manage enterprise level IT systems, specifically my title is Network and Infrastructure Specialist.  So I manage the servers, and storage, and everyone's personal computers at our agency as well.  Yes I said agency, I work for the state government, like a lazy government employee.  (PS: if you know where I work, or deduce it, please don't say the actual agency, thanks.)  Actually just two weekends ago I executed a server move project I had been planning since I started this job back in September 2012.  So glad to have that datacenter move over with, let me tell you.  Seventeen hours that day, wow, and I wish I had a penis to help me get through.  Only men can work long hours like that, I mean, women don't work fulltime jobs then come home to take care of their kids and their home.  I actually had the most experience out of all of the men I work with regarding physical infrastructure so I unofficially led on the project.  So I didn't really consult men for help.  See, look at me undermining men in the workplace!  I make it a daily habit to execute my work with the skills and knowedge I have from working in information technology.  And I'm taking a tech job away from a man who I'm sure wants it really badly.  I mean, I'm supposed to be bad at this kind of stuff and just be a secretary, but to support the radical feminist agenda I do something I like to do instead.  How evil of me!

After work, I sometimes go to the gym (not every day) and work out for a bit.  Not because I have a boyfriend or a husband, silly you!  But because I want to be healthy for my own sake.  I should be trying to get skinny for a man to appreciate looking at me (while I keep my mouth shut), but you know, that damn radical feminist agenda just compels me to do things I want to do for my own sake.

And when I finally get home for the night, what do I do?  Whatever I fucking want to, because I don't have a father, boyfriend, husband, etc., to tell me what to do.  I guess that's the most fun part of supporting the radical feminist agenda for me, it's living my life how I fucking want to when I want to without some authoritarian with a penis telling me to make him a sandwich and pop out babies at regular intervals.  Which would also be really hard because I take like, 100 hormonal BC pills per day.  Just in case.  Because like Rush says, I need lots and lots of BC pills to have lots and lots of sex.  It's not like, I just take one pill a day like those guys who take Cialis for daily use.  And I can't start a family, because as we all know, radical feminists are totally against families.  They never fight to expand WIC, or Medicaid, or fight for better pay so women can afford childcare to go to work.  If you're for abortion, you must be against families, because most women who have abortions already have children, why wouldn't these damn feminists want them to have more?  

But they're right, these upstanding men who know the truth about feminism.  I work for the government because I'm ugly, or attractively challenged, as they like to say.  And I don't want a stinkin' husband (right now) or any stinkin' children (right now).  Man, they have me SO pegged!  And here I thought I was clever, by becoming a self-sufficient, personally responsible human being who pays taxes!  Silly me.

So tell me, fellow radical feminists, what do you do daily to support our radical feminist agenda?  Also, can someone tell me where the meeting moved to?  I drove to the old spot last week, that bowling alley on Fifth Street, and nobody was there.  Thanks a lot guys.

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Hey guys, I've been tapped to start organizing this next rave we're planning, so I'm here to do just that.  As the diary title indicates, this is just for planning.  So I'm taking all ideas in the comments on who/what/when/where/llama so we can get the next party going, okay?

One suggestion I liked from Ohiodem1 was that we have a meetup at somebody's house.  I have a house and live alone (excluding my personal zoo, but that's another story) so we could always hang there.  Problem is I don't actually live in Central Ohio.  Ooops.  My mom is totally cool with hosting a shindig at her house, which is both larger than mine and closer to Columbus, but it's still a good ways out in the boonies west of town.

So start throwing ideas at me people.


Please don't tell me to not get emotional about this.  Let me tell you why.

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Tue Nov 06, 2012 at 06:37 AM PST

Romney Blimp in Columbus, OH

by Silvia Nightshade

I suppose since the airwaves are already bought out, the only thing left to do is... launch a blimp?  

Right now Mitt Romney's face is plastered on a silver blimp hovering above downtown Columbus, Ohio.  I wonder if this a normal event for election days.  This is the first time I've worked downtown during an election so I don't know.  I guess it's just odd.  Mostly I'm wondering if there are any more of these Romney blimps around the US in other battleground states.

No picture as I sadly took my phone in for repairs last night... damnit.


The holiday weekend was nice because I had family come visit and check on me, which was lovely.  I've been a bit stir-crazy being cooped up in the house by myself, but I have an injury that I need to take deadly seriously and relax, right?  Or so I've been told.

I was doing okay with the stress of it all until today when I got a phone call from my employer basically saying I've been fired--from the job I was not hurt at.  For attendance.

Ugh, here we go.

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So shortly after I posted this diary, my family doctor's office called to say they had received my CT scans from the hospital taken on Sunday night and they looked clear.  The receptionist was kind of surprised I wanted to come in and get checked out, but knowing time is of the essence in these types of matters, I was able to get an appointment for only four hours after I posted that diary.  Feels like maybe I started this diary thing prematurely (insert dirty joke here; my brain feels like water and I'm not feeling so witty right now to come up with a good one so just pick your personal favorite).

So what did my family doc say?  Well he is a very smart man and he knew right away what was going on.

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There are so many great diaries and diarists on DailyKos, who put things so much more articulately and succinctly than I.  I finally registered not long ago so I could comment, but have read for years.  Now that I have the option to write a diary, I had no idea what to write about.  The things I am passionate about are covered so much better by others, and I work two jobs/seven days a week and I hardly have time in addition to the other things I fill my little free time with (admittedly I hit up DailyKos during my M-F job because there is very little work to do, I just have to be here for whenever it does show up because it's always urgent).  But then something happened at my weekend job this past Sunday, and now I think I know what I want to write about.

It started with a box.

A crate, really.  You know, those hard plastic things with the lids that overlap across the top with teeth to hold them shut.  They're often used to ship stuff but are also great for storage because they are sturdy and stack well.  This thing (except the one I got to know very personally is black).

We met each other suddenly, when this crate, full of about forty pounds of stuff, fell from about thirteen feet up (maybe higher?  I don't know) to land squarely on top of my head and knock me to the floor.  It still kinda hurts thinking about it.

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