I’m currently watching a documentary on Netflix on asexuality entitled “(A) Sexual.” I find it to be fairly interesting thus far (sixteen minutes in). I enjoy educating myself with a variety of mediums, and documentaries are a little more entertaining. I may write an article if the film inspires me. If not, I will be back later to ramble on as usual. I recently watched a documentary directed by Ricki Lake called “The Business of Being Born” Honestly, the education that documentary offers is far superior to most that I’ve seen. I was stunned, completely stunned. I don’t think I’ve been that moved since watching Dear Zachary (all of the aforementioned films are available on Netflix). I will be returning to (A) Sexual now; however, before I go I will share one of the biggest A-HA moments for me personally from The Business of Being Born.
This is actually a photo I took from one of my hikes.
“Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.” – John Muir
I’ve grown incredibly fond of John Muir and his teachings over the last year. I suppose the attraction is that he understands the human need to be one with nature. It’s so fascinating. We built civilization, but there is still something primal within us that craves the wilderness. I think I’m in desperate need of a little spiritual cleansing myself. I’ve been away from my mountainous ‘church’ for far too long.
I really need to stop wasting my time arguing with people who are more interested in being right than educated. This is a style of thinking that I’ve never understood, and as an individual with a great thirst for knowledge: I would much rather be wrong than ignorant. I don’t know. Perhaps I should stop fighting the nature of willful stupidity.
^ In the nature of not being passive aggressive, this does have a little to do with recent events that some may have followed elsewhere. With that said, it is more the realization than the event which I choose to acknowledge here. I feel the need to put myself in battles that people really have no desire of winning, and I’ve come to see that I’m wasting my energy.
What can I say? Some people really have no desire to broaden their horizons. I suppose that’s their loss, and I should feel fine with that ( it still bothers me though). If you want to live in your little box of stupidity, that’s fine. But at least know that the cake is a lie before you climb in and close the flaps.
I don’t really see the point in beating a dehydrated horse. If you don’t understand what I’m trying to covey there, I don’t like you anymore.
There should really be a vodka fairy for adults. I think this public service should be especially available during finals, pap-smears, and during bad sex. Really, any unpleasant experience involving a vagina.
I like to think that one of the things that makes Speak Out different from other blogs is that it not only has a voice, but a face. In the past, I’ve had the opposition truly believe they’d discovered some destructive secret when they found my birth name and Facebook account. When, in all actuality, I opted to link my personal profile to Speak Out’s Facebook page. The decision to connect my personal life with my work was absolutely intentional. Facebook did not bury my profile information deep within Speak Out’s layout as a way to entice my livid adversaries. Who I am is currently, and always has been on full display for anyone who cared enough to open their eyes.
I truly respect anyone who dare speak out against what they perceive as an injustice. However, I feel that sometimes that message loses its luster when it is screamed from behind a mask of anonymity. What I feel a mask represents is fear, and how can one expect their audience to rise up in outrage and action when their whistle blower is too afraid to show their face? To me, that’s akin to an individual urging their followers to leap from an aircraft with no safety measures. Meanwhile, that individual is completely unafraid while wearing a parachute. It really doesn’t seem balanced to me, and that’s why I’ve made the decisions that I have.
There are a lot of risks involved with not wearing a mask. I think it’s common sense to imagine what they are. So, we’ll not list them here for the sake of wrapping this up on point.
What I am trying to convey here is a need for more women and men to come forward with their thoughts and opinions. Do not obscure who you are. If you believe what you say, what is there to fear from others? I’ve come to terms with the fact that I may be looked over for a career position simply for this website. However, I have also come to realize that if my potential employer is afraid to hire an outspoken feminist, then is that really the agency I should be working for? Yes, not writing here would certainly help me get my foot through the door. Yet, how long would any of us be able to survive in a work environment that encourages snuffing out individual voices?
Your voice, mind, values, and emotions are all beautiful parts of you.