I deleted my comments. I just can’t deal with someone who so clearly:

1. thinks he has all the answers
2. has no clue what it’s like to be female and told you shouldn’t have a right to govern your own body and clearly has no desire to try to understand any POV beyond his own
3. thinks condoms or abstinence are a perfectly fine way to deal with the whole pesky pregnancy issue
4. will use any opportunity to go off on “typical liberal bullshit” and delights in arguing for the sake of arguing.

I just can’t. To him, it’s political. He doesn’t get--in any way, shape, or form--that this is an attack on women’s civil liberties. It’s deeply personal for me. It’s real. It’s not an academic exercise. It’s not about politics.

He doesn’t get--in any way, shape, or form--that this is an attack on women’s civil liberties

People like this - actually, society like this - is one of the core reasons why I never ever want to give birth (but to become a parent in other ways, if I'll decide to do so). All I need now is a catchy phrase to get on a shirt so the maniacs will leave me alone. File under: things that aren't going to happen.

It’s not about politics.

Funny. It's the only kind of politics I can and insist on doing: politics of everyday lives. Where I live, there's this feeling one can't control the government or politicians, and personally, I hate demonstrations (even though I went to most of the summer's demonstrations). I can't live without knowing I'm doing whatever I can to make life better even when the worst government I feared for got elected: I try to change with what I can, figuring out tools and opportunities as I go. Because I'm voting once every 3-4 years; that's nothing compared to the damage a government can done in a day (or three hours, if they will decide to attack Iran). I discovered that there's really a lot that can be done with local communities and and everyday decisions: where to gather information from, where to buy, where to get my food from, or the volunteers who go to Knesset (Israeli parliament) meeting and reminding the government by doing so that they're our elected, and should behave as such. There's a shift from being outraged by politics and politicians to claiming it back, in many different ways.

ION: it's snowing, first time this year(s)! Unfortunately, not enough to pile up, and even more unfortunately, I discovered this rain and snow mix while being outside with the dog.

Bianca Lawson was on this week's Secret Circle. (Westminster KC put me way behind on my tv watching this week.)

I think you're supposed to switch out cat boxes every couple of years or so.

I love all y'all.

erin, even if your sister does not have the presence of mind to be grateful, I am thankful that someone has her back.

Pix, I can mutter imprecations against a person who so upsets you (and is wrong like Baby Jesus/Papa Smurf slash) but it won't fix a darn thing. I'm glad you have decided to preserve your own sanity. That is a precious commodity.

Shir, you are awesome and kick-ass and I want to be just like you when I grow up.

In fun but not nearly as awesome news, yesterday a friend from amongst The Mentalist fans asked me to help her write a review for this week's episode. I may or may not have used the term "doblerize" in the bits I sent her.

Does anyone here have an account on Eat Your Books? I just signed up for an account.

I wonder how much Prop 8's passage can be attributed to people in California going, "Oh, Obama's got this, I don't have to vote" versus the fanatics going "Must stop the gayz from marrying! Must go vote!"

I don't think there were people counting on Obama to change DOMA. I think there were a lot of people open to the argument that (pardon my paraphrase here, and no I don't espouse the view) gays don't deserve special treatment, and changing the law to allow them to marry is special treatment.

I know of at least one young woman who voted for prop 8 and then a few weeks later was out protesting its passage. I know her logic for both choices had its own complex realities, but it was also a bit of a head scratcher.

So I have to go identify my husband today, and I can't even motivate myself to get in the shower. I have to gather up the pictures for the service and get his flight helmet and goalie mask. Needless to say I don't want to.

I had a heck of a time getting out of bed this morning, and my day is nowhere near as onerous.

{{{Maria}}} Is there anyone that can go with you?

Oh sweetheart. I'm so sorry.