women

B-day

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It can be difficult to talk to women as they were human beings, but it tells more about you than of women. You are just a pig.

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inspired by the phenomenon of making sounds at women: It is still called catcalling. Women as animals, men as people.
Men who talk to women as they were dogs, women as dogs are called cats, like dogs to whistle to women asking something from men when passing by just by being women going somewhere, because women are needy and vulnerable; do you want my company, do you want me? You must want me.

Coming to you, smiling to you, being nice to you, showing interest in you, going with you, wanting you to take her to places, being with you, wanting you, adoring you, touching you, serving you. Surely you will take care of me, won’t you now.

As they who are whistled to were dogs and are in a position of dogs to those who have opportunity and permission to do gestures and sounds meaning something as gifts and courtesy. Them men as an interested right party when women pass by. It is a right way to treat women, something they should accept as their part. Those who stand by cease their opportunity, are playing their part. There isn’t anybody telling them they do something wrong, if there is a countering message it does not sink in. Catcallers act their power play, because they are not able to do anything else. They are incapable of changing their ways, because there is not any need to in their minds, in their world. In  their minds they think they do the right thing gender-wise calling from above to a piece of ass and tits. Something they were born to do for themselves and for women, in that moment of standing by, waiting and looking, catching fish, their prey.

A woman is an opportunity, a different species to eat and consume. There is always a simple any woman to catch in this kind of world which sees women as something to be caught and used. What there is to talk to a dog? What there is to talk to a woman? Only things she wants to hear. Do women have anything to say other than thank you? Do you as men have something else to say, something else to see than body parts? Are you waiting for a reply other than kick in the nuts? Wagging of a tail, tender look of wet eyes who look at you admiringly? I am yours. I am something to own, take me with you. Men who take their time to gaze women as their right and as a compliment to women. Something to contribute to lives of women. We are thankful for every interest you show. How nice of you.

Dirty pictures?

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Supposedly yes. Sexual act as dirty is what we think. Dirtiness of the act of intercourse, showing one’s private parts in public is revealing something that should not be revealed to all. Uncleanliness of sexuality is a habit of mind and the very essence of our shame. What kind of parts we have, what we do with them and how often, with whom and what happens when we do it, how should we be feeling. Dirt is when we do the opposite of what is proper, against the rules, ruin an impeccable, something that is not meant to be broken gets smudged in our minds. Sex ruining us is the accusation and assumption. It has been shown many times over that when prohibitions dictate lives, shame culture is strong, hiding becomes a rule, strict sexual and behavioral codes are made and maintained as heavy punishments, consumption of porn, prostitution, violence, discrimination and abuse rates rise and such culture is difficult to intervene. When hypocrisy is a dictating way of living and thinking people like to sweep those unpleasant issues under the carpet and be afraid of them. To be afraid of one’s sexuality has been a rule. Talking becomes problematic with much shame about the very issues of humanity, our organic and basic needs, growing hunger for intimacy, desires, lust and imagination.  Those things we are not supposed to have nor express freely as we please. They are ridiculed and anatomy of ours something we should disregard most of our lives. We can be punished for having such desires, women are born into this shame and disgrace.

How do you clean without a vacuum cleaner? Who cleans without a vacuum cleaner? No one. Really? Can you smell the new smell?

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I have a cleaning dilemma which is ideological, not that much that I didn’t know what to do. Is it also a gender issue, environmental? Do I dare to ask? Can you imagine living without a vacuum cleaner? It is a similar kind of question as could you live without a car or two. It very often is for many unimaginable. Why is it so unimaginable? Life would get difficult and uneasy if we didn’t keep it together with helping equipment. Our everyday problems are solved and we don’t have to think much about it just. Sigh of relief. One could almost feel like a freak without the basic tools, left without lacking something important which is meant to be with us organically like a friend. Almost, hey. Of course this is a question of how much space one has to do clean and what kind of dirt we are talking about. When it comes to professional cleaning ladies, who clean for living, it is good for their health to have ergonomic light tools, essentially important. Cleaning ladies’ work is hazardous, unappreciated, loathed even. Something you do not easily see, stay interested in unless the job is not done. To pay attention to those people who take care of our spaces is therefore important. They are many and invisible as long as they stay quiet and do their jobs. Cleaning personnel get paid poorly, pay which does not enough include to the fact it is a dangerous job to maintain surfaces. Health risks are there how the work is done and what kind of poisonous cleaning detergents are used, not to mention people looking down on you as you haven’t moved up in the world. Detergents can smell good for a minute. Spraying detergents is the same as breathing them so you can imagine what the shit can do in the long run. As garbage men, cleaning ladies and janitors are doing socially extremely important work, think about it what they could do: stop the whole of society. Can you smell the new smell?
Interesting point here is how we assume, forget, do not think, see the obvious or ignore completely because we don’t have to pay attention. All we have to do is to know the necessity of technology and total superiority of things we own, their unquestionable value to us, that we know they are right for the job they are designed to and we can have them. Tasks and needs which cannot be done otherwise, who would want to anymore. We would soon be asthmatic and living in filth like our ancestors going nowhere. It is the power of advertising, powerful collective suction and consuming mindset to owning, to expertise, re-organizing, planning and performing proper civilized human beings who maintain themselves. Especially herself who has to know how to maintain this perfect image, how to be in it. It is so precise of an image holding on to us tightly. Letting go is overwhelmingly problematic. We have our reasoning which is part of the problem. Effectiveness is all. This reasoning is solving only the surface of things without wanting look inside.
If we lost machines like washing machines and vacuum cleaners it would mean cleaning work renaissance with laundry and household staff. Would it be class society all over again? Nevertheless there would be work if there were people who needed the service and paid for it. It is easy to see how important hygiene is for our everyday lives and how easily we ignore this fact.
What do you know about vacuum cleaners is another question and I bet nothing much. Where do they come from and where do they go? They, our tools, do the job just as well and much better than the old ones. New ones keep on appearing, designed, manufactured and they look amazing matching our interior of chrome and glass which need to be spotless. We are instructed how to plug-in, put on and how to operate. If you are not able to there is something wrong with you no doubt. To get rid of the things when they have lived their lives with us can be a bit tricky if you are willing to put effort and time in to that not so tiny ecological dilemma. We don’t have to know machines we use well, we don’t have to know where the materials come from, how the cost of machines get made and who profit the most. Vacuum cleaners are made super easy to use, everybody can use them, everybody can have them and will have a vacuum cleaner. What other this machine does than suck dirt and dust and what kind of life does a vacuum cleaner as an object represent is the easy comfortable living without dirt without effort. It provides and represents health. Even our apartments have closets for the thing with a long tube and heavy body. It is an essential tool cleaning your car, sofa, carpets quickly without too many extra movements and tricks.
Why I talk about vacuum cleaner is that I don’t own one and I happened to ask the cleaning lady who works our building could I borrow the one she uses. (I got a face) Nobody asks such questions because everybody has their own. So I think it is a very interesting cultural question of how we consume, how we maintain our standard of living and take care of our property, homes and which items belong to a modern household. I am in many ways a minority, by far.
Can you imagine people who live without vacuum cleaners, what they are like? At what point imagining life without those essential machines in our lives has become almost impossible?
To get stuck with ideas of how modern life is arranged and should be lived is where the closed society is born. Not that societies were not closed before, but there is a large problem waiting to be solved about how we evolve or do not and in some ways it is not new and some way it is terrible isolation which is almost impossible to change. What kind of society is closed and how do we open it or better yet encourage people to open up society as a culture and as a structure?
Yes it is a bit perverse question, psychological, and you can begin to imagine all kinds of alternatives, horrors, To think what do I mean with cleaning can too be very different than idea of cleaning to a super hygienist. Why do I even ask is because we assume too much. We have vacuum cleaners and they work perfectly fine, mostly. A machine almost all households have like a self-evident equipment so much so that to think cleaning without this noisy part of home would be unthinkably. To me it strongly seems people as modern population have come to a point where we do not see the opportunities there are. We like to be stuck and like our comfort.
http://home.howstuffworks.com/vacuum-cleaner.htm ”2. As the fan blades turn, they force air forward, toward the exhaust port(check out How Airplanes Work to find out what causes this).”
 

Jacqueline Rose on Zionism, Freud, Sylvia Plath and more with Justin Clemens.

P.S.
https://www.jacobinmag.com/2015/03/hillary-clinton-womens-rights-feminism/

Hillary Clinton’s Empowerment

Hillary Clinton isn’t a champion of women’s rights. She’s the embodiment of corporate feminism.
”Clinton recounts in her 2003 book Living History that Walmart CEO Sam Walton “taught me a great deal about corporate integrity and success”

In a culture of adoring boys and encouraging self-love girls are punished because of their gender, violence is expected and normal way of dealing with issues between genders and generations.

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Why adore the other gender but not the other? Why disregard the fact there may be more to being a woman and a man than meets the eye, than what tradition says? Or that there are more genders than two and they are all valid, powerful, important and meaningful for the existence of mankind? The idea of shame and alleged notoriety of female sex which is there to tempt and distract is a burden and preventing progress, sex which has blame, fault and shame already at birth put on like a veil, put on the very idea of female has got something deeply wrong. Shame we must learn to know from the beginning, know it so we stay in the back hidden, not daring to speak out otherwise, not daring to do against to change that position of fear and servitude. How many women and girls have to be killed when a culture changes? Female who is always against is troubled, who needs to be shut, shut out, labelled and tormented as an example.

Her critique is whining and complaining. She is as if she was never satisfied with anything and it is her fault. Why can’t she be happy and smile. For people who do not see beyond themselves any kind of criticism is a nuisance.

How to be original? (originality is also sexy, never forget.)

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It should be like breathing to be original since we are unique and individual, right? But the more one explores life the more one comes to notice that originality is very rare, it is a true gift, which one also comes to notice the gift will be exploited and stolen, copied and sold, envied and torched, ruined and spoiled. Those who do not have ideas of their own, of course, have to take ideas from somewhere, appropriate, plagiarise, which as we well know is stealing, but when it comes to intellectual property and ideas that are difficult to patent as inventions and immaterial ideas, things get demanding. This is often the case within and around the arts, which most of based on stealing, copying, idealizing and imitating. What is new then, who owns what and how to give credit to those who deserve it rightfully. Questions of conscience and integrity (surely there are people who have those qualities?).
Isn’t it so that it feels like a victory when one succeeds with ideas of someone else, but in the end plagiarizer is just a plagiarizer. No glory there and I’m not just saying.

eroticism that never leaves because we desire, never is wiped away because we want to be wanted, attempts to get rid off any sexual reference is useless, an itch, a curse, a need, a part to play

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There are erotic things we recognize erotic immediately, blond hair, showing full breasts and full lips (hah), accessories like black high heels, black underwear, anything black and tight clothing around toned bodies is a sign, a message and we look at such sights if they are there, because we enjoy them. We enjoy with our eyes. All kinds of reactions come about, thoughts. The more detailed, decorated the more burlesque, luring, luxurious, tempting and naughty, denied, banned, pushed away like horror that would reveal us what we really want. Erotics is an art of detail. We may think of those things if they are not present, dream of such things to wear or to look at. We look at the muscles, limbs, body parts, shapes, what is shown and what is not. Where does eroticism begin, come from is that we don’t have to look for it. It appears effortlessly, or seemingly with little effort. There are common sexually interesting features and materials which arouse savor, they are the clichés we are accustomed to, we are fed with, banalities of what sexuality is in mainstream. What is it?. Erotics is overused, capitalized. Porn is grotesque and obscene. I find it a necessary vent even the clichés: pvc-outfits, higher heels that are impossible to walk on, make-up, posing, fantasizing. Ultimately naked bodies in twisted positions. Something full dripping over, leaking over like liquid. Something that is erotic is never boring. It is still a task to put it in writing what is erotic. Human body is erotic to put it simple.

Erotica is a language that we should be able to speak, but often fail to for whatever reasons, mostly denial, fear and disgust. It is effortless but contradictory conflicting and difficult to approach. We can be naive or cynical about it. It is easy and impossible, but it is there not going away. Maybe it just is tacky, smelly and unpleasant remainder of our bestial self to put it in stereotypically normative frame. Something we like to forget. Sexuality is interesting since it does not fit in frames we so much like. It is something we like to reject, reject as a possibility, positive and joyful part of everyday. Because erotics for us is not an everyday mode, not for many women at least, not for us reasonable people who hide that side of ours, it is difficult and religion has something to do with this. It is intolerable and too enjoyable, too pushy, disgustingly everywhere, because it is not coded as the good positive thing to have but sinful, dirty and wrong that needs to be pushed distant but is force-fed, we are in constant difficulty with our sexuality.

To feel ashamed by eroticism, to hide behind a bashful little laughter. We are grown into feeling ashamed when we watch something erotic. Something that belongs to bedrooms and dark places, something, again, shameful a part of us so much that without erotic thoughts, images, desires, deeds we feel we are missing something essential, but we have to miss it to like it. Eroticism cannot be an everyday object. Objects are dead. We may be too practical for it to live with us as fully accepted part, maybe it is pragmatism to deny horny feelings. Erotica is never fully accepted, therefore we are damned. We are cursed by our desire, because of the inescapable nature of our existence. We cannot escape ourselves. Maybe sexuality would lose its edge if it was fully accepted as whatever forms it takes. What do you think? Would we be too liberated and get bored with the whole thing? To reject eroticism we become less human trying to achieve a perfect senselessness, obedient order of things without distractions or temptations.

Eroticism is cheap, it is sold and bought, true. That is much of eroticism today, a consumed item, a consumed feeling, body, intercourse, image, song, movie, advertising. Or is it so expensive we rarely can afford it? We cannot tolerate to be seen as sexual, as wanting sex.

http://review31.co.uk/article/view/314/the-rotating-bed”The weirdness of the image of Hefner in his PJs talking domesticity is doubled as we imagine this meeting of him and a similarly attired Preciado through the TV screen in the middle of the night. Just as Preciado’s curiosity stops him sleeping, so we are reeled in with a desire to see an organisation which is rarely regarded as representing anything more than the most superficial and exploitative entertainment from a totally unimagined angle.” 

What is easy anyway?

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Perfectly legitimate anger

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I just thought it is a Jane Doe-effect society is having, not only the forgotten ones. It could not be more cruel and up to date, more real and concrete in its horror and tragedy. There is much personal in the term for me, it concerns and appalls me. It could be anyone and it could be me. It is about fear, again, hate and contempt, loneliness, abandonment that I cannot stop talking about, isolation that is obvious and happening as if it was a natural way of interacting, dealing with human beings. Yes there are men, women and children who die without anyone claiming them, needing them or knowing who they are. It makes me terribly sad. The inability to know people, to get close to people seems to be an everyday difficulty

These forgotten women all died without anyone knowing who they were

http://www.thejournal.ie/jane-doe-unidentified-women-usa-art-1968421-Mar2015/?utm_source=twitter_self

Death Is Optional
A Conversation: Yuval Noah Harari, Daniel Kahneman [3.4.15]

http://edge.org/conversation/yuval_noah_harari-daniel_kahneman-death-is-optional

In order to be liked not to be abandoned I should follow the narrow path of sadistic rules that get narrower and narrower for those in a short leash. Since I don’t approve the situation I am not liked I am abandoned. I go alone the chosen path. I call it my Jane Doe-effect. Since I make you face the difficulty of answering my questions and deal with my answers, my persona, my anger, it is easier not to face me. This makes the happening of liking very peculiar. I should probably like the liking culture, but I don’t. I resent the present state of human relations.