But nothing rhymes with “perfect”.
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But nothing rhymes with “perfect”.
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Kim Davis has defenders
Of her freedom, but I stress:
This fundamental freedom is
Her freedom to oppress! [Read more…]
The government should keep away
From personal belief
The government, by taking sides,
Can only lead to grief
The government is neutral
So that no one view will win
Kim Davis is the government—
It’s time to reel her in.
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Oh say, did you see?
It was wonderful news!
Recognition of rights
That had seemed so elusive.
Did you see the broad stripes
In a rainbow of hues
As a symbol of love
That is now all-inclusive [Read more…]
I am busy enough that I don’t have time to write, but because I have posted about a great many of the court decisions that are now in the hands of the Supremes, I wanted to also point to a bit more of history being made: today’s supreme court arguments. I’ve only just started looking at them, but am already so enthralled I felt I had to share. [Read more…]
In the state of Alabama, such a stunning panorama
As we witnessed wedding glamour like we’d never seen before
With their friends and families cheering, because love was persevering,
All despite the interfering of a certain Justice Moore
(He who put the Ten Commandments in his courthouse heretofore)
Most were happy… Never Moore. [Read more…]
One little germ, it might be said,
Leaves some folks stronger, some folks dead,
Some folks crippled, some with scabs…
It might be best to get your jabs.
This was a comment on a previous thread, but I want to talk about it a bit.
“That which does not kill me makes me stronger” I don’t know if the anti-vax people would embrace this if they knew it was written by Friedrich Nietzsche, but I’ve seen variations of this here, there, and everywhere attempting to make a case for gaining immunity the old-fashioned way… by actually coming down with the disease you want immunity from. Silly me, I thought the whole point of immunity was to *avoid* coming down with something. Now that I know it makes me stronger…
And it’s not just Nietzsche (a name which I cannot type in less than a full minute) here–Adler, in psychoanalysis, claiming that overcoming adversity (he was the source of the “inferiority complex”) is what makes us strong, helped to prop up a mythology of “if I throw someone a life buoy, they’ll never learn to swim on their own!” Lawmakers who don’t want to help the poor can claim it’s for their own good; health insurance can be labeled as “facilitating” or “handouts”. And vaccines are taking the easy way out–not natural, not heroic. When we had polio, we had people like FDR who were able to rise above it! (thought experiment–can you imagine how much more he might have accomplished if he didn’t have the constant daily struggles?)
Getting your antibodies the old-fashioned way does not make you any stronger than getting them via a vaccination, except in the “when I was a kid, we had to walk uphill to school and back in 3 feet of snow and rabid ferrets” sort of mythological way. The way generations who suffered were happy to try to relieve their descendants of (mostly). That getting your immunity the old-fashioned way could possibly have killed you does not make it better, or heroic, or any of that shit.
If you honestly believe that overcoming needless adversity (there is plenty of real adversity to overcome) makes us stronger, then take that perfect little infant child of yours, count the perfect toes… and then crush one foot in your hand. The bones are tiny; your hand is plenty strong enough. It won’t kill the kid, but it will give them a needless adversity to overcome. And if that seems horrible… shut the fuck up and get your kid vaccinated.
(I hesitate to add–yes, of course there are some who cannot be vaccinated. This rant clearly does not apply to them, and clearly applies to others all the more, because of them.)
In case you missed it, Mississippi this week became the latest to extend the right to marry to same sex couples who had previously been denied that right. And once again (it has not always been the case, but it’s been a pretty damned good bet) the court’s decision is a very good read. [Read more…]
For twenty-five years, if you wanted to marry,
The Hitching Post Chapel was ready to go
A for-profit chapel, with no need to tarry,
You wanna say “Yes”? The Knapps wouldn’t say “No” [Read more…]
Damn, I must be busy. I missed this year’s Cephalopod Awareness days completely!
More than that, I missed my own blogoversary! As of October 10, this version of The Digital Cuttlefish (yes, there was a private version before it) is 7 years old! Seven years! I have no idea how many separate original verses, but I would be surprised if it wasn’t close to 200 per year–and maybe one or two per month were actually pretty good.
I’m still busy, so the comments are for you to dive into the archives and locate exactly the moment I started going downhill. I’ll start by claiming “August, 2032”.
And, on a more serious note, thank you for your readership, your support, your wonderful comments, and pretty much everything an obsessive versifier could possibly want or need.