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Making the later chapters in your life better than the early chapters. That’s what life is about.

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“Everyday, everyday, everyday
Everyday I write the book
Everyday, everyday, everyday
Everyday I write the book, yeah”

Elvis Costello, lyrics. “Every day I write the book.”

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Follow The Money

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http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/world-news/boston-bombers-fbi-hunting-12-strong-1844844

The FBI was last night hunting a 12-strong terrorist “sleeper cell” linked to the Boston marathon bomb brothers.

Police believe Tamerlan and Dzhokhar Tsarnaev were specially trained to carry out the devastating attack.

More than 1,000 FBI agents were last night working to track down the cell and arrested a man and two women 60 miles from Boston in the hours before Dzhokhar’s dramatic capture after a bloody shootout on Friday.

A source close to the investigation said: “We have no doubt the brothers were not acting alone. The devices used to detonate the two bombs were highly sophisticated and not the kind of thing people learn from Google.

“They were too advanced. Someone gave the brothers the skills and it is now our job to find out just who they were. Agents think the sleeper cell has up to a dozen members and has been waiting several…

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Arthur Goldwag

As a “hate expert,” I am less interested in the who, what, or why of yesterday’s terror bombing at the Boston Marathon finish line (you can take this to the bank: it was a person or persons who hates the US, and who at some point, whether driven by personal demons or ideology, concluded that maximally-publicized maimings and killings would advance their cause), than about the people–also driven by personal demons and/or ideology–who are certain that they already know all there is to know.

If you’re a hammer, as the saying goes, you see nails. Naturally Pamela Geller sees Arabs and Jihad (and of course she identifies herself and Robert Spencer as the attack’s real victims–“the Twitter hyenas are rushing to blame Robert Spencer and me, as if we originated the idea that a jihadi did this,” she writes). Alex Jones sees both the hand of the US government in the…

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Well now you know that it is not just vaccines which can kill and injure your child.  The US Government is publicly funding Nazi style potentially lethal experiments on premature and other new borns.  Forget human rights – this is Obama’s government barely 100 days into his second term, carrying on as it left off in his first with these experiments.  CHS previously reported on Anthrax Vaccine Tests On Underprivileged US Children Planned By Obama Administration – Public Meeting 14-15th January – University of Miami.

The institutions involved in carrying out this “research” include: Stanford University, Yale University, Brown University, Duke University, Wake Forest, and University of Alabama at Birmingham (a complete list is at the end).

Republished from AHRP Infomail 15/Apr/2013

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In a follow-up letter, Public Citizen has informed HHS Secretary Sebelius that 4,500…

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How We Teach Our Sons To Rape
I have a son.

He is two years old.

He was born into a universe where time happens to be linear, which means that he is growing older with every passing minute. In a little over ten years’ time, he will be a teenager.

When my son is a teenager, he will almost certainly go to parties. He will drink. He might experiment with drugs. He will try to rebel against authority figures, myself included. He will test boundaries.

This is what teenagers do. These things are normal.

Do I necessarily want him to do these things? No, not really. But these are the things that I did when I was in high school. These are things that, as Jacqueline Warwick points out, serve as a sort of rite of passage for North American teenagers, things that are “normalized and celebrated in countless coming of age stories.”

It won’t matter whether or not I give my son permission to do these things; he will lie to me or otherwise deceive me and do them anyway.

This is what teenagers do. These things are normal.

Someday, my son’s body will be flooded with hormones, and he will want to engage in sexual acts. If he is heterosexual, these sexual acts will be with girls. Someday my son will want to impress his peers, and he might not be sure how to do so. Someday, as part of his ongoing effort to learn how to live in this world, my teenage son might try on new personalities until he figures out which one fits him best. Some of these personalities might be aggressive, self-destructive or otherwise frightening to me as a parent.

This is what teenagers do. These things are normal.

When my teenage son goes parties and drinks, he will most likely encounter girls who are also drunk. If he is heterosexual, he will want to be physically close to these girls. He might kiss them. He might even do more than that.

If and when he engages in sexual acts at parties, my son will almost certainly be egged on, or at least encouraged, by his peers.

And will my son, whose brain will not yet have the ability to reason the way an adult’s would, be able know when he is about to cross a line?

Will he know how to tell if a girl cannot give consent?

In the heat of the moment, when my son is drunk, and is faced with an attractive girl who does not currently have all of her faculties intact, and all of his friends are telling him to just fuck her already, will he be able to say no?

I don’t know.

My son will grow up in a society that teaches him that popularity among his peers is to be gained at all costs. He will grow up consuming media that is saturated with the idea that male sexual aggression is normal, even attractive. He will learn over and over that girls are not only beautiful and desirable, but also a commodity to be purchased with compliments, attention and gifts. He will learn that girls can be worn down, that their opinions and thoughts are changeable, inconsistent. He will learn that girls are prizes to be won rather than people in their own right.

My son will grow up in a world that teaches him that rape is something that happens at gun point, late at night, in a dark alley somewhere. He will be taught that rape involves physical force and coercion. He will be taught that women risk rape when they go out alone, when they wear the wrong clothing, or when they do any of the other myriad things that put them at “risk.”

My son will grow up with books, films and music that teach him that sex is a conquest, rather than something that is born out of mutual desire and consent. And when I talk about these books, films and music, I’m not even referring to the ones that are necessarily violent or overtly degrading to women. I’m talking about the more insidious forms of misogyny and rape culture, the ones that we consumed so long ago and so many times that they seem totally harmless.

I’m talking about the ending of John Hughes’ Sixteen Candles, when Caroline is passed out drunkenly at a party and her boyfriend, Jake, the fucking romantic hero of the movie, says to his real love interest, Sam, “I could violate her ten different ways if I wanted to.” Jake then concocts a plan that involves The Geek driving a barely-conscious Caroline off in her parents’ car.

The Geek and Caroline have sex. The next morning she says that she doesn’t remember what happened, but she thinks she liked it.

This is portrayed as being cute and romantic.

This is rape culture.

I’m also talking about Nick Hornby’s High Fidelity, a book which many, many men in my life have assured me is an accurate representation of how the contemporary male brain works. I’m talking about passages like this, in which the protagonist talks about his teenage self trying to touch his girlfriend’s breasts:

“These were the questions boys asked other boys at my school (a school that contained only boys): ‘Are you getting any?’; ‘Does she let you have any?’; ‘How much does she let you have?’; and so on. Sometimes the questions were derisory, and expected the answer ‘No’: ‘You’re not getting anything, are you?’; ‘You haven’t even had a bit of tit, have you?’ … Attack and defence, invasion and repulsion — it was as if breasts were little pieces of property that had been unlawfully annexed by the opposite sex — they were rightfully ours and we wanted them back.”

And when this is how our boys are taught to view women’s bodies, it makes a sick sort of sense that they would they would want to document their ‘victories.’ It makes sense that they would want a sort of trophy, like a stuffed stag’s head to mount above their mantel, to use as proof to their peers that they’d succeeded in their conquest. The way that teenage boys are taught to view girls and their bodies makes it easier for me to wrap my head around why they would even think about photographing their rape victim and then spreading those pictures around on social media.

I will try to teach my son about consent. I will try to teach him about respect. I will try to teach him about bodily autonomy and the evils of peer pressure and the fact that his actions have consequences. I will try to teach him how to be a kind, thoughtful person. But I am only one voice, and when my son is a teenager, mine will be the voice that he wants to ignore the most.

The truth is that someday my son might commit rape. And if that day ever comes, he may not even realize that he is a rapist. His victim may not realize that she has been raped. Certainly she would feel uncomfortable, maybe even deeply frightened and unhappy about what has happened, but I’m not confident that she will be able to identify and articulate what she has experienced as rape. Everything and everyone, their peers, the media, our culture, will collude to convince them that what has happened is not a crime.

I woke up this morning to the news that yet another girl was raped, had the details of her rape passed around and celebrated on social media, and was harassed until she committed suicide. Her name was Audrie Pott. She was fifteen years old.

Audrie Pott. Amanda Todd. Rehtaeh Parsons. Steubenville’s Jane Doe.

When I see these cases discussed on social media, I keep seeing the same themes coming up.

Where were these teenager’s parents when they were out drinking and partying?

How did the boys’ parents raise such monsters?

Why does this keep happening?

The fact is that these boys aren’t monsters. These boys are the end sum of all of the lessons about sexuality, consent and masculinity that society has been shoving down their throats since the day they were born. That is why this keeps happening, and will continue to happen until we make serious changes about how we talk to our children about sex, empathy and respect.

If you dismiss these boys as monsters, if you assume that these assaults are simply isolated crimes committed by teenage sociopaths, then you are part of the problem.

If these boys are monsters, it’s because we, as a society, made them that way.

I am only just realizing that I’m not sure how to raise my son not to be a monster.

My son is two years old.

He loves me more than anything.

He is a good boy.

I don’t know how to make sure that he stays that way.

Written by http://bellejarblog.wordpress.com/2013/04/12/how-we-teach-our-sons-to-rape/

The Rape Culture must stop. NOW.

Castrate the guilty.
April 13, 2013

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A week ago it was snowing and now it’s been raining cats and dogs w/ mild temperatures in the 70’s. Its also been mighty foggy! At least we still have electricity.

We need the rain in the farm belt, the fog we could do without. Gives ya a creepy feeling when ya hear critters moving about and can’t see them. Firearms handy in case of a rare coyote. It’s also spring turkey season! We can hear them but haven’t seen them either.

We’re keeping an eye on the gun rights battle and politicians who don’t embrace The Constitution they were sworn to uphold. Used to be no big deal to see shotguns on a rack in the back of pickup trucks. No more. When one assumes everyone has a firearm you certainly tread softly and knock loudly!

A few brave neighbors have begun to till their farm land. Based on the number of earthworms as an old wives tale indicator, the soil is balanced and indicates an early planting season. No one is planting just yet tho as we all know there is always a frost risk through the end of May. Even w a frost, we hope to open the swimming pool mid May, in time for the Memorial Day events.

We await the weaning of two Nigerian Dwarf Pygmy goats and hope they get along w the rest of the brood. Our mini horse is pretty feisty so we will have to keep a special eye out. Oh, and we have another litter of kittens! Don’t get us wrong, they are cute but the burden of city people just dropping of cats in the country is rude. We have also added a pet rabbit for the children. None of our parents never saw fit to raise animals that you weren’t going to eat or ride. We are so making up for that!

The ponds are near full from Winter so if we have a drought or the zombie apocalypse occurs, we’re good. The blue pond colorant has been added to help w algae and mosquito control. There are fish jumping and our nemesis the great blue Heron has returned. Bastards eat 10 pounds of fish a day. As a protected species it’s off to jail if you kill them so our solution is, of all things – a cap gun. Noise scares them to another farmers lake.

Farming is a lot of work and Mother Nature doesn’t always cooperate, but it’s worth it!

Have a great day. One day it will be your last so make it count.

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The Florida Gulf Coast is taking a wallop today. Storms have brought what is probably much needed rain, but a damper on our boating and offshore fishing. The radar is showing strong bands w tornado alerts going popping up on the TV & phones.

Last nights on shore fishing catch was of all things, a stingray. There were probably 25 or so riding the surf. Never saw anything like it. Thought they were black tip or some kind of shark feeding until it was on the line. Released it safely!

Guess a rainy day in Florida beats a snowy day at home.

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