The world is at war, and the army is stealing away the men, and those that are left are being hauled off to work in the factories in order to assist the war effort. In rural Kentucky Gertie is lucky enough to still have her husband around, he drives the coal truck, but knows that this situation cannot last. He has his date with the army already lined up. But she is preparing as best she can. She has been saving her money and almost has enough to offer on a nearby farm. Without having to pay half what they earn on rent Gertie and her family will be able to plan for the future. But on the eve of her plans coming to fruition all is ruined and she must uproot her family and follow her husband to the city of Detroit.
Tagged: personal is political
The one thing that the internet is exceptionally good at, imo, is alerting you to other people. Sometimes this is a bad thing, you know when you stumble across neo-nazis, or arguments that just make you scratch your head in bemused...
Author: Patrick Ness
Chaos Walking #2
Okay, so I loved and adored the first book in this series, even with its horrible cliff-hanger of an ending. Luckily enough I had this one waiting at work, so I didn’t have long to wait before I found out about what happened next. If you haven’t read the first book you shouldn’t read this one. Just don’t. Put the book down and go look for The Knife of Never Letting Go, you really won’t have a clue what is going on if you don’t.
Just a word of warning, there are *mild* spoilers in this review.
I meant to write about the withdrawal of the HPV vaccination when I heard mention of it on TV3 yesterday, or the day before. But I forgot about it. Luckily Ginger Pixel reminded me, and alerted me to an interesting idea....
Well. So much for my much heralded return to blogging eh. Still, we can hope for better this week can’t we? There is always hope after all, unless you are busy dying, as whatshisface in that Stephen King film once said....
How private should private be, and who can ever possibly take it upon themselves to turn the private public? We are living in a precarious time, a time when both spheres are bleeding into each other and the line of demarcation is wavering. There is great potential here. Either we will become a society who ostracizes even more violently those who are different from us, suspect of every quiet student who doesn’t dress like the rest, suspicious of any husband or wife who doesn’t drag his or her child to every Saturday soccer game, or maybe, just maybe, we’ll become a society responsible to something greater than ourselves
Anyone who takes himself too seriously always runs the risk of looking ridiculous; anyone who can consistently laugh at himself does not
Okay, all joking aside lets look at the feminist debate going on at the moment.
I wouldn’t proclaim myself a feminist. But that has more to do with my dislike of labels than with any dislike of feminist theories.
As a 21st century woman, living in Ireland, it goes without saying that the feminist movements of previous decades have meant I have a vastly different life to what I would have lived even 50 years ago. But, from where I’m standing, feminism means too many things to too many people. For some it means nothing more or less than equality of opportunity. To others it means man-hating lesbians. Slight bit of a difference there I think.
This post could be listed under irishify if, that is, I bothered to explain the title. But I’m not gonna. I’ll save it for some other time. Or you can google. Whatever, its all good. All the time.
Where was I?
Ah yes, pigs. Or, to be more precise, Piglets.
The ultra-Orthodox Jewish mayor of Jerusalem has banned an annual gay pride parade due to take place in the holy city next Thursday … Jewish, Christian and Muslim religious leaders had denounced the festival as an abomination.