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Cool News:
Irshad Manji, (author of The Trouble With Islam) will be at Chapters Rideau on November 2nd, at 7PM. She will be interviewed by Ken Rockburn, and discussing her new documentary, "Faith Without Fear".
The beginnings of a couple of poems squirreling around in my head. Her they are.
*~*~*~*~*
I want to be the girl
with the little black dress, the heels, the stockings,
the strut.
I want to be the girl
Whose tits aren't the presumed property of the
lucky bastard
who gets to walk her home
tonight,
or every night,
The girl whose body
(god, those legs go on for ever)
Isn't taken
for granted.
I want to be the girl
who isn't Less Than for being
The Girl.
*~*~*~*~*
This Lady is Tired.
Tired of the aching feet and ingrown toenails - the price of a beauty standard I'm expected to follow, even if I don't like it.
Tired of the aching heart, because I do like it, and I shouldn't be eaten by
Guilt and Shame because my long, lean lady's body fits
the narrow-waisted skirts,
the small-cupped, lacy bras,
the standard
of The Man's definition of beauty.
[this is where the bitch in my brain starts up,
cracks her whip,
you fucking CUNT don't
you dare like that body, don't
you dare be proud of What you are, you didn't
work for it, you didn't
fight for it, you didn't
claw your way back out of incest-induced self-loathing, you
didn't EARN your body, baby,
YOU don't DESERVE to love your-]
SHUT UP!!!
I am Tired of Listening (to myself)
To the feminist baby bi-girls talking about how they
Never liked barbie and
Always played with lego. Tired of being
Too feminine, too girly, for the Girls' Club, and too Tall for the rest. Tired of feeling like
I'm not subversive enough.
Tired, too, of the
must-be-hard-to-get-a-man,
bet-you'd-never-date-a-short-guy,
assumptions about who and what I'd deign to put my arm around.
(Since when is this your business, anyway?)
I'm tired of the funny looks,
The implicit statement of strangeness
In someone else's eyes, the
Unspoken, yet unmistakable, pronunciation that
My femininity is
Strange (enough), but not
Queer (enough).
I have had
Enough.
I am Tired
of Believing it.
*~*~*~*~*
And that's my random babble for tonight.
Paul will be home soon. He has a client tonight. We're having chicken fingers.
- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-)
Irshad Manji, (author of The Trouble With Islam) will be at Chapters Rideau on November 2nd, at 7PM. She will be interviewed by Ken Rockburn, and discussing her new documentary, "Faith Without Fear".
The beginnings of a couple of poems squirreling around in my head. Her they are.
*~*~*~*~*
I want to be the girl
with the little black dress, the heels, the stockings,
the strut.
I want to be the girl
Whose tits aren't the presumed property of the
lucky bastard
who gets to walk her home
tonight,
or every night,
The girl whose body
(god, those legs go on for ever)
Isn't taken
for granted.
I want to be the girl
who isn't Less Than for being
The Girl.
*~*~*~*~*
This Lady is Tired.
Tired of the aching feet and ingrown toenails - the price of a beauty standard I'm expected to follow, even if I don't like it.
Tired of the aching heart, because I do like it, and I shouldn't be eaten by
Guilt and Shame because my long, lean lady's body fits
the narrow-waisted skirts,
the small-cupped, lacy bras,
the standard
of The Man's definition of beauty.
[this is where the bitch in my brain starts up,
cracks her whip,
you fucking CUNT don't
you dare like that body, don't
you dare be proud of What you are, you didn't
work for it, you didn't
fight for it, you didn't
claw your way back out of incest-induced self-loathing, you
didn't EARN your body, baby,
YOU don't DESERVE to love your-]
SHUT UP!!!
I am Tired of Listening (to myself)
To the feminist baby bi-girls talking about how they
Never liked barbie and
Always played with lego. Tired of being
Too feminine, too girly, for the Girls' Club, and too Tall for the rest. Tired of feeling like
I'm not subversive enough.
Tired, too, of the
must-be-hard-to-get-a-man,
bet-you'd-never-date-a-short-guy,
assumptions about who and what I'd deign to put my arm around.
(Since when is this your business, anyway?)
I'm tired of the funny looks,
The implicit statement of strangeness
In someone else's eyes, the
Unspoken, yet unmistakable, pronunciation that
My femininity is
Strange (enough), but not
Queer (enough).
I have had
Enough.
I am Tired
of Believing it.
*~*~*~*~*
And that's my random babble for tonight.
Paul will be home soon. He has a client tonight. We're having chicken fingers.
- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-)
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