Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Clitoraid... Adopt a Clitoris!
From the same folks that brought you Clonaid comes Clitoraid!
Remember Clonaid and the Raelians? Well if not, I'll give you a quick refresher course. Back in 2002, the "human cloning company" Clonaid claimed to have successfully cloned a human embryo, and further more, claimed the cloned human baby was born via c-section. While such claims were never verified, it turned out that the head of Clonaid is a bishop in the Raelian church. The Raelians are a UFO cult headed by some former French singer/auto-racing journalist who changed his name to Rael, and apparently Clonaid is closely associated with the Raelian movement as their tool to achieve immortality through cloning.
Ok... so... the Raelians don't believe in God, but they do believe in intelligent design... with the intelligent designers being extra-terrestrials, basically. And the Raelians believe cloning is the key to their immortality. But what's any of this have to do with sponsoring a clitoris?
Well first, let's clarify what's meant by sponsoring or adopting a clitoris. In many parts of Africa, it is customary to perform clitoral excision (a form of genital mutilation sometimes referred to as "female circumcision") on young girls. What this means is their clitoris is removed, which of course takes most of the pleasure out of the act of sex. Amongst the Raelians' beliefs, are beliefs in sexual freedom for men and women alike. So the Raelians are attempting to raise money for the surgical procedure required to RESTORE these women's clitorises, hence Clitoraid and the adopt a clitoris program.
Is it possible to restore a woman's clitoris once it's been removed? I have no clue... but sounds like a noble cause led by a bunch of nut jobs, to me. Seems to me I remember Oprah doing a show on female genital mutilation in Africa a couple of years back. You don't suppose Oprah's a Raelian, do ya?
For more information on the Raelians, you may wish to check out some of their many official websites.
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Still kickin'
Hey there... it's me again. Still alive... still not smoking... and still really bad at keeping my many blogs up to date. I thought today might be a good day to start updating them, tho. Or at least updating this one. Why? Because I'm trying to fight off the urge to rip off my clothes and run naked through the streets of East Lansing, and this seemed like the perfect way to keep myself otherwise occupied.
I was looking through some of my old posts. The one about Anna Nicole Smith's son dying caught my eye. I remember when that happened. Something about it seemed so weird and... unfair. Little did I know how much stranger the story was gonna get. Throughout the investigation into Anna Nicole's own death, throughout the fight over who would decide where she would be buried, and throughout the custody battle over her infant daughter, I thought many times about blogging about it all. I figured since I had made a post about the son death, might as well follow the continuing saga. But like most things in my life, I never got around to it.
If you look through my blog, you might notice that there's an awful lot of posts about my not posting in a while. When a person has nothing more to say other than mentioning that they've had nothing to say, is it really worth maintaining a blog? let alone... how ever many blogs I have now... I don't even know anymore. The answer is yes... yes it is. Cuz if I didn't have all these blogs, what would I do on days such as today when I need something to prevent me from breaking the law or otherwise going against the long established norms of society? Hmmm... actually, I go against the long established norms of society on a daily basis regardless... but I don't like breaking the law. So instead, I blog.
I was looking through some of my old posts. The one about Anna Nicole Smith's son dying caught my eye. I remember when that happened. Something about it seemed so weird and... unfair. Little did I know how much stranger the story was gonna get. Throughout the investigation into Anna Nicole's own death, throughout the fight over who would decide where she would be buried, and throughout the custody battle over her infant daughter, I thought many times about blogging about it all. I figured since I had made a post about the son death, might as well follow the continuing saga. But like most things in my life, I never got around to it.
If you look through my blog, you might notice that there's an awful lot of posts about my not posting in a while. When a person has nothing more to say other than mentioning that they've had nothing to say, is it really worth maintaining a blog? let alone... how ever many blogs I have now... I don't even know anymore. The answer is yes... yes it is. Cuz if I didn't have all these blogs, what would I do on days such as today when I need something to prevent me from breaking the law or otherwise going against the long established norms of society? Hmmm... actually, I go against the long established norms of society on a daily basis regardless... but I don't like breaking the law. So instead, I blog.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Whoops!
It appears I've been slackin off on my bloggin, yo! Hahaha... Well, last month the housing inspector stopped by and gave me two weeks to remove the clutter from my apt. So I was busy doing that. And this month I've been busy with NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month, for those who don't know). Yes... I'm writing a novel. It's nothing but a bunch of crap. But by the end of this month I hope to have 50,000 words of crap. Of course I also have my dad's birthday and Thanksgiving coming up. So all of my blogs will no doubt suffer through out the month of November. The of course we get December -- my most dreaded time of the year. Ughh. I'll try to keep up on my blogging, but I'll probably be doing a lot of bitching as it gets closer and closer to Christmas. But then after Christmas... well... that's when the fun begins! As much as I hate Christmas, I love New Years. And I love that week between the two days, as I begin to relax from the hustle and bustle of the Holiday season and start reflecting on the past year and focusing on the New Year to come -- what it will bring, and what I would like to accomplish before the next years end.
Of course every New Years Eve, I also take some time to show respect for Lt. Col. McAllister -- the Army officer who on December 31st, 1986 was stabbed by an enlisted man just outside the P/X at the Presidio of San Francisco as he waited in line at the hot dog stand... and as my friends and I sat at a nearby table. And this year will mark the 20 year anniversary of that event. Hard to believe. But since that day, every year on New Years Eve, no matter what I've been doing, my thoughts have been with the McAllister family.
But anyway... I need to stop writing in here and start writing some more of my trash novel. Until I post again... whenever that may be.
Of course every New Years Eve, I also take some time to show respect for Lt. Col. McAllister -- the Army officer who on December 31st, 1986 was stabbed by an enlisted man just outside the P/X at the Presidio of San Francisco as he waited in line at the hot dog stand... and as my friends and I sat at a nearby table. And this year will mark the 20 year anniversary of that event. Hard to believe. But since that day, every year on New Years Eve, no matter what I've been doing, my thoughts have been with the McAllister family.
But anyway... I need to stop writing in here and start writing some more of my trash novel. Until I post again... whenever that may be.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Our future, with Dick & Jen (Metro Times Detroit)
Our future, with Dick & Jen
by Jack Lessenberry
10/11/2006
"Michigan is, by common consent, in terrible shape, thanks mainly to the domestic auto industry. What nobody likes to talk much about is that it will soon get worse, as the previously announced massive auto layoffs kick in over the next two years.
Last week Gov. Jennifer Granholm went toe-to-toe with Republican trillionaire Dick DeVos in the first of three televised debates. (There was another debate scheduled for last night, which, thanks to the Tigers' playoff game, was likely seen only by two paraplegics who dropped the remotes in Benton Harbor and Ubly.)
I expected very little out of the first debate, but watched it anyway, since I have no friends. What I imagined is that they would be like two skinny sumo wrestlers, cautiously pushing each other in a narrow ring.
In fact, it started even worse than that. The only issue that really matters in this state is the economy, and what we can do to avoid looking like a cross between Haiti and the poorer parts of West Virginia in a few years.
But instead, moderator Tim Skubick, who can come across as sort of an attack ferret, chose to begin by asking if they lied in their commercials. That led to several minutes in which each seemed to be auditioning for a remake of Mean Girls. ('You lie, I don't! You said I didn't meet with Honda! I have pictures of me meeting with Honda!' etc., etc.) Many viewers must have longed for the maturity of Lindsay Lohan. Eventually, however, the candidoids moved on to other topics, and gradually something became pretty clear, which was that Dick DeVos has no business running for governor of Michigan.
Within minutes, he demonstrated conclusively that he a) is a narrow partisan ideologue, b) has no grasp of how state government works, c) is a dangerous religious extremist and d) can't think on his feet."
Click here for full article from the Metro Times
by Jack Lessenberry
10/11/2006
"Michigan is, by common consent, in terrible shape, thanks mainly to the domestic auto industry. What nobody likes to talk much about is that it will soon get worse, as the previously announced massive auto layoffs kick in over the next two years.
Last week Gov. Jennifer Granholm went toe-to-toe with Republican trillionaire Dick DeVos in the first of three televised debates. (There was another debate scheduled for last night, which, thanks to the Tigers' playoff game, was likely seen only by two paraplegics who dropped the remotes in Benton Harbor and Ubly.)
I expected very little out of the first debate, but watched it anyway, since I have no friends. What I imagined is that they would be like two skinny sumo wrestlers, cautiously pushing each other in a narrow ring.
In fact, it started even worse than that. The only issue that really matters in this state is the economy, and what we can do to avoid looking like a cross between Haiti and the poorer parts of West Virginia in a few years.
But instead, moderator Tim Skubick, who can come across as sort of an attack ferret, chose to begin by asking if they lied in their commercials. That led to several minutes in which each seemed to be auditioning for a remake of Mean Girls. ('You lie, I don't! You said I didn't meet with Honda! I have pictures of me meeting with Honda!' etc., etc.) Many viewers must have longed for the maturity of Lindsay Lohan. Eventually, however, the candidoids moved on to other topics, and gradually something became pretty clear, which was that Dick DeVos has no business running for governor of Michigan.
Within minutes, he demonstrated conclusively that he a) is a narrow partisan ideologue, b) has no grasp of how state government works, c) is a dangerous religious extremist and d) can't think on his feet."
Click here for full article from the Metro Times
Saturday, October 07, 2006
What Do You See?
Look at this picture, then read the explanation which follows it.
Unless you're a young child, you probably saw a couple in an intimate pose. However, studies suggest that young children will not see the couple, because they have no prior experience to associate it with. What they will see is the nine dolphins in the picture. You may not even have noticed that there are nine dolphins in the picture, but look more closely... they're there.
Unless you're a young child, you probably saw a couple in an intimate pose. However, studies suggest that young children will not see the couple, because they have no prior experience to associate it with. What they will see is the nine dolphins in the picture. You may not even have noticed that there are nine dolphins in the picture, but look more closely... they're there.
Friday, September 29, 2006
Quit Smoking AGAIN...
...perhaps this will be the last time I'll need to.
I smoked for 20 years, which is more than half of my life, and I'm really ready to quit and put my health first.
So far, I've been without a smoke for 10 days, and while I occasionally feel I want to smoke, a combination of nicorette and cinnamon sticks helps satisfy those urges. The nicorette obviously provides me with the nicotine my body has become so addicted to, while the cinnamon sticks make a nice roughly cigarette sized substitute to hold on to and suck on, etc.
I'm not planning on following the recommended treatment plan for nicorette this time, as last time it just left me addicted to the gum, and I then had to use the patch to get off the gum. At that time, those were the main nicorette placement therapies available. Now I could see myself going through a cycle of addiction to various nicotine products... the gum... the patch... commit lozenges... that little puffy inhaler thing that's available by prescription only... back to the gum, etc. But I'm not gonna let that happen. I'm already working on weening myself off nicorette by substituting regular gum for it when I can. I will probably always need something to hold in my hands and/or stick in my mouth, tho. And I don't mind that... as long as it's not cancer causing.
I smoked for 20 years, which is more than half of my life, and I'm really ready to quit and put my health first.
So far, I've been without a smoke for 10 days, and while I occasionally feel I want to smoke, a combination of nicorette and cinnamon sticks helps satisfy those urges. The nicorette obviously provides me with the nicotine my body has become so addicted to, while the cinnamon sticks make a nice roughly cigarette sized substitute to hold on to and suck on, etc.
I'm not planning on following the recommended treatment plan for nicorette this time, as last time it just left me addicted to the gum, and I then had to use the patch to get off the gum. At that time, those were the main nicorette placement therapies available. Now I could see myself going through a cycle of addiction to various nicotine products... the gum... the patch... commit lozenges... that little puffy inhaler thing that's available by prescription only... back to the gum, etc. But I'm not gonna let that happen. I'm already working on weening myself off nicorette by substituting regular gum for it when I can. I will probably always need something to hold in my hands and/or stick in my mouth, tho. And I don't mind that... as long as it's not cancer causing.
Friday, September 15, 2006
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