If we’re in a discussion about the event of Trumpty Numpty’s election…
…and your argument includes the “white working class” as a group in which the left needs to invest more understanding and sympathy…
…I simply cannot take you seriously when you complain about “identity politics” as a syndrome on the left.
Dropping bombs on Afghanistan doesn’t mean we’re accomplishing anything. I understand it’s easier to blow shit up than to build things, but it’s also easier to leave a country the fuck alone when we’ve already beaten it hard enough.
I’m too tired to be pissed off anymore.
Oh, Seven Hells, as if Syria hasn’t already suffered enough.
If anyone manages to smuggle some refugees in here, where do I sign up to host a few?
It seems Assad is talking trash about Trumpty Numpty’s governing abilities.
This is worse than watching the Battle of the Blackwater. Rather than just “one pack of assholes attacking another pack of assholes, but with nice people stuck on both sides,” it’s one walking toxic gas cloud taunting another walking toxic gas cloud.
There are limits to using “asshole” as an insult. An asshole is necessary for the survival and good health of a body.
The criticisms would be apt coming from someone who isn’t already massacring his own people.
So now I feel like the solution to this feud is to put both Trump and Assad alone together in a room with a day’s worth of food and water, and then lock the door. At the end of a week, we open the door and see who’s still alive. The survivor gets a cabin in the mountains with full utilities and regular food deliveries, but only the most rudimentary communication devices. Like, he can call 911, he can call the power company, but he can’t get in touch with his goon squad. And he can’t have a pet. He can have houseplants. He can’t be trusted not to abuse a pet.
If my ISP is to be allowed to sell my browsing history to advertisers, I want that browsing history to make someone shit their pants. If someone looked at it now, they’d find mostly gardening advice and writing gadgets. Of course there’s a bit of weird shit, because that’s what happens when novelists have Internet access, but even the weird shit is expressed in its most bland, innocuous form. If browsing history is going to be a corporate commodity, then I aim to make corporate bigwigs have nightmares from looking through my “story research.” They should be too afraid to contact the sorts of businesses that might cater to my tastes.
Aside from the arguments in favor of universal health care in general, there is an important reason why coverage of prenatal, maternity, newborn, and pediatric care should be mandatory and comprehensive.
It’s not just that we were all gestated and born at one point. That’s valid, but it’s bigger than that.
A society depends on the production of new human beings. That much is surely beyond dispute? Additionally, older people depend on the labor of younger people. There are people being gestated and born right now, whose labor will make our quality of life possible later.
This idea of “I’m an older man, so I don’t need maternity care”? Bullshit. You need other people to have maternity and pediatric care. The older you get, the more your life depends on healthy, hard-working young people. Who picks up your garbage? Who drives the bus you take to your appointments? Who tends the crops you eat? Who drives the ambulance when you have a medical emergency? When you go out to eat, who prepares your meal, and who brings it to the table? When you’re at the hospital, who treats you? Who changes your IV? When you reach the stage of life where you’re frail and feeble and can’t take care of yourself anymore, who keeps you alive and comfortable? (Last time I visited my grandmother at the nursing home, the answer was: younger women from west Africa and the Caribbean. We’re benefitting from immigrant labor as well pregnant women having healthcare.)
Prenatal and maternity care ensure that children are born alive and have healthy mothers to raise them. Newborn and pediatric care ensure that those children reach adulthood in optimal health. We need a new generation of functioning adults to ensure that older people have a decent quality of life and don’t die prematurely of preventable causes. For that, we need medical care for pregnant and birthing people, for new babies, and young children, regardless of their income bracket. That heavily pregnant young woman using WIC to pay for her groceries? Some day, her child will keep you alive.
The lives of older men depend on the availability of maternity care.
At the time of the election, my greatest hope for the Trumpty Numpty reign was that he’d be so thoroughly incompetent and scandal-ridden that he’d never actually get anything done.
So far, that’s…actually turning out pretty well.
This happened on Twitter the other day:
A lot of us, myself included, have already responded.
Political views, held by a sufficient number of people, lead to behaviors and policies. Those behaviors and policies can make people’s lives better, or make them worse. I suppose some policies help some people and hurt others? Sometimes it’s a non-zero-sum game, though. Many policies ruin lives and don’t really help anyone except perhaps to let them feel superior. Other policies improve lives and don’t actually hurt anyone except to the extent of making them live in a world in which the “wrong” people are protected.
The reason why people with conservative views are “labeled negatively” is that many people are living in fear and/or dying young because of the behaviors and policies that follow from those views.
To paraphrase Margaret Atwood: Conservatives are afraid liberals will insult them. Liberals are afraid conservatives will kill them.
I would like Steve King to understand that even if the US Gov manages to force me to have babies (which is bloody unlikely), they will probably be mixed-race babies. Not saying that to spite anyone, not saying the existence of biracial people negates racism. Just saying, I live in a very diverse area and it’s too late to stuff that genie back in the bottle.
Today’s the scheduled Day Without Women, and here I am at work and hardly even wearing red.
Someone asked: when’s the Day Without Men?
You know what? I actually think this is a great idea. We should absolutely have a Day Without Men. A whole 24-hour period in which men don’t show up.
Here’s how it’ll go: Men, don’t go to work. Just say at home. No need to wear any special colors. Since you’re spending the day at home, you can go naked for all I care. Don’t go outside; no shopping. You can order stuff online if you like. Don’t make charity donations. Don’t look at social media. No phone calls except for 911 emergencies. You can text your guy friends, but don’t make contact with any women except for the ones that live in your house, and even then, the interaction should mostly be asking what household chores you can do while they’re at work. Definitely do NOT go on Twitter and engage with feminists talking about the wage gap or street harassment. Stay off YouTube and OKCupid.
Okay, I can make exceptions. If you’re an EMT, a firefighter, an ER physician or nurse, or one of the guys who repair power lines, then please go to work as scheduled. Everyone else: stay home behind closed doors.
Hell, we can even schedule it on a weekend to minimize the number of men who have to take a day off work. From 6 am to the next 5:59 am, all men stay in their homes. Then women will find out what it’s like to go a day without men.