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Sep. 5th, 2004
A Country of Brothers part 2
Sep. 5th, 2004 11:07 pmThe following people need to be wiped off the face of the earth:
1) People who claim that rich, white, christian, males are the most persecuted group in America.
2) People who say "Ooh look, scary people" when passing a group of thuggish minority youths.
3) People who claim that committing suicide is the most selfish thing a person can do.
Now that I've gotten that out of my system...
Went to Toys R Us today and indulged my inner doll collector. Bought two new Bratz: Tokoyo-a-Go Go Fianna, and Wild Safari Nevra. I knew Fianna had been introduced but I didn't know Nevra even existed. And you know how I am, must have at least two of each doll (except Cloe cause she's just slutty looking,) so pretty soon I'm gonna have to go back and get another Fianna and another Nevra :-) I'm so happy with my new dolls though! Fianna has multi-colored braids all over her head, her own cellphone, and laptop. She's too cute for words.
And I started reading Intercourse last night. Wow, now that is a fucking deep book. I've only made it through the first chapter and my mind has already been blown. I remember trying to read it the summer between junior and senior year at Knox, but I couldn't make it past the second page. I just didn't get what she was saying. At the time I hadn't read enough feminist literature to understand that Dworkin wasn't calling for an all out renunciation of sexual intercourse. She is simply pointing out how the way we currently think of and approach intercourse subordinates women and that we must approach sex from a position of equality, as fully present individuals to keep it from harming women. Very intense shit.
Michael, Mom, and I went to see Vanity Fair tonight. We liked it, but thought it was a little weird. We were confused as to whether the main character was suppose to be sympathized with or reviled. We don't think the director ever made up his mind about that.
Afterwards we walked home in a straight line, me in the middle, mom and mike on either side, just like we have since I was a little girl. It was just like the old days, and it felt lovely.
I feel better now that Michael is back. Now that he is here and single to boot he's gonna fullfil all the needs I've wanted a boyfriend to deal with. He'll go with me to the movies, he'll take me out to dinner, he'll invite me over just to hang out, he'll be proud to be seen with me in public, he'll be silly with me, he'll share new music with me, he'll talk to me about his problems, he'll make me feel special, and needed.
I've brought this up before, but the role brother and boyfriend are pretty interchangeable in my life, as bizarre as that sounds. I want to relate to my bf's the way I relate to my brother, more often then not I treat bf's like brothers. I want to have that kind of repore with them, that closeness, that kind of unconditional love. Michael and I are similar enough to get stupidly excited over the same stuff, but different enough to disagree on things and then argue the merits of our respective sides. We share with each other, and learn from each other. We respect each others opinions. That's what I want to have in a relationship. (And just to clarify, no I have no desire to sleep with my brother.)
I think New York would be a magical place to fall in love. I was thinking that while walking home tonight. I think it would be great to experience romance in this environment. Maybe someday.
-Carla
1) People who claim that rich, white, christian, males are the most persecuted group in America.
2) People who say "Ooh look, scary people" when passing a group of thuggish minority youths.
3) People who claim that committing suicide is the most selfish thing a person can do.
Now that I've gotten that out of my system...
Went to Toys R Us today and indulged my inner doll collector. Bought two new Bratz: Tokoyo-a-Go Go Fianna, and Wild Safari Nevra. I knew Fianna had been introduced but I didn't know Nevra even existed. And you know how I am, must have at least two of each doll (except Cloe cause she's just slutty looking,) so pretty soon I'm gonna have to go back and get another Fianna and another Nevra :-) I'm so happy with my new dolls though! Fianna has multi-colored braids all over her head, her own cellphone, and laptop. She's too cute for words.
And I started reading Intercourse last night. Wow, now that is a fucking deep book. I've only made it through the first chapter and my mind has already been blown. I remember trying to read it the summer between junior and senior year at Knox, but I couldn't make it past the second page. I just didn't get what she was saying. At the time I hadn't read enough feminist literature to understand that Dworkin wasn't calling for an all out renunciation of sexual intercourse. She is simply pointing out how the way we currently think of and approach intercourse subordinates women and that we must approach sex from a position of equality, as fully present individuals to keep it from harming women. Very intense shit.
Michael, Mom, and I went to see Vanity Fair tonight. We liked it, but thought it was a little weird. We were confused as to whether the main character was suppose to be sympathized with or reviled. We don't think the director ever made up his mind about that.
Afterwards we walked home in a straight line, me in the middle, mom and mike on either side, just like we have since I was a little girl. It was just like the old days, and it felt lovely.
I feel better now that Michael is back. Now that he is here and single to boot he's gonna fullfil all the needs I've wanted a boyfriend to deal with. He'll go with me to the movies, he'll take me out to dinner, he'll invite me over just to hang out, he'll be proud to be seen with me in public, he'll be silly with me, he'll share new music with me, he'll talk to me about his problems, he'll make me feel special, and needed.
I've brought this up before, but the role brother and boyfriend are pretty interchangeable in my life, as bizarre as that sounds. I want to relate to my bf's the way I relate to my brother, more often then not I treat bf's like brothers. I want to have that kind of repore with them, that closeness, that kind of unconditional love. Michael and I are similar enough to get stupidly excited over the same stuff, but different enough to disagree on things and then argue the merits of our respective sides. We share with each other, and learn from each other. We respect each others opinions. That's what I want to have in a relationship. (And just to clarify, no I have no desire to sleep with my brother.)
I think New York would be a magical place to fall in love. I was thinking that while walking home tonight. I think it would be great to experience romance in this environment. Maybe someday.
-Carla
