by Robin Marty
The New Hampshire state House has turned into an “all abortion, all the time” legislative session, as it voted this week to pass bills on “informed consent,” a 24 hour wait period prior to an abortion, and a 20 week ban based on the unproven claim of fetal pain.
The informed consent bill originally required doctors to tell their patients that abortion is related to an increased risk of breast cancer, which has been disproven multiple times by many reputable sources, including the American Cancer Society, the National Cancer Institute, and the American Congress of Obstetricians and Gynecologists.
Fetuses do not begin to feel pain until at least 24 weeks, or possibly even 35-37 weeks. The studies these laws are supposedly based on are usually outdated, poorly constructed, biased, or all of the above.
New Hampshire residents, contact your senators and demand that they stop wasting your time and money.
New Hampshire, what happened to “Live Free or Die”? I am disappoint.
Fifth Avenue at 51st St. New York, NY, 1908
(This is best viewed at full size. Check out the great detail and the gentleman on the right)
Each generation, girls of good breeding, blessed with clear, wide-set eyes, and high, untroubled foreheads, will make a startling discovery, usually in their 15th or 17th or 19th years. They will discover the ancient secret that when you are young and beautiful, you don’t need hair.
And so they will shave it, or cut it artlessly at home ‘til patches of lily-white skull show through, and they will often become a little bit insufferable for a while, because now they are not only beautiful, but also suffused with the energy and giddy sense of power that comes from saying “no” to normative female beauty standards (and also being really punk rock).
And we, the best friends with zits and no confidence and who seriously suspect that our heads are severely misshapen underneath our hair, because a boy we liked touched the top of our heads once, and said that he could feel a weird flat plane, “like Kansas” there, will instinctually know that we can never be so brave, that we still need our hair to hide behind, that sometimes it’s the only curtain between us and the real, painful world, and we will silently long and kick ourselves for not being as courageous as the truly beautiful.
sarah art school emily carr university vancouver bc leeta harding 1995.
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Boy Scouts Are From Mars, Girl Scouts Are From Venus
How did this sharp division between Boy Scouts and Girl Scouts come to be? Most adults remembering their own scouting days are only vaguely aware that there’s any difference at all between the Girl Scouts and the Boy Scouts. What does it say about gender and child-rearing in this country that while the Girl Scouts foster a strong ethos of feminism, environmentalism, and multiculturalism, the Boy Scouts now embody a code of values Rick Santorum could endorse? Is the gender gap in electoral politics being replicated around our kids’ campfires?
To put it another way, are Boy Scouts from red states and Girl Scouts from blue?
Read more. [Images: Reuters]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0f81nKaBB1qcokc4o1_250.jpg)
Boy Scouts Are From Mars, Girl Scouts Are From Venus
How did this sharp division between Boy Scouts and Girl Scouts come to be? Most adults remembering their own scouting days are only vaguely aware that there’s any difference at all between the Girl Scouts and the Boy Scouts. What does it say about gender and child-rearing in this country that while the Girl Scouts foster a strong ethos of feminism, environmentalism, and multiculturalism, the Boy Scouts now embody a code of values Rick Santorum could endorse? Is the gender gap in electoral politics being replicated around our kids’ campfires?
To put it another way, are Boy Scouts from red states and Girl Scouts from blue?
Read more. [Images: Reuters]
A brief history of “library porn”:
Porn books and librarians have always had a passionate, mutually defining relationship—it was, in fact, a prudish French librarian in the early nineteenth century who coined the word pornography. So it comes as no surprise that the sexy librarian, a fixture of the pornographic imagination, is most at home in books. Each year, new titles are added to the librarian-porn bookshelf. This past season’s crop included additions like Hot for Librarian by Anastasia Carrera; Lucy the Librarian—Dewey and His Decimal by John and Shauna Michaels; The Nympho Librarian and Other Stories by Chrissie Bentley and Jenny Swallows; A Librarian’s Desire by Ava Delaney, author of the Kinky Club series; and soft-core selections like Sweet Magik by Penny Watson. The conventions of the form—the dimly lit stacks, the librarian’s mask of thick glasses and hair tied into a bun, et cetera—are, of course, well known.
“Checking Out.” — Avi Steinberg, The Paris Review
See also: “The Story of the ‘Story of O’.” — Carmela Ciuraru, Guernica, June 16, 2011
