Conditional Freedom: Giving up womanhood for motherhood.

This is a paper that I wrote for school, I've removed most of the citations, because they're a little disruptive for a blog post.

I feel that Western Society constructs motherhood in a way that controls women, and most recently (with the rise of woman's rights movements) we can see how far we've come and how far we have yet to go. When I look at the rights of mothers I see a startling lack, where we can do almost anything we want before we are engaging within motherhood, we are bound on a very short leash as mothers.

There is this idea that giving mothers rights is taking rights away from children, or from fathers. As if human rights and dignity are something that are finite, that only some segments of society can have.

We will never have more rights than we did when we were gestating, for when else will another human being be subjugated, willingly or not for our benefit?

Bus Mesage #2

Written on scrap paper torn from my grocery bag in pink marker:

Kitty says: Tomorrow will be better than today. (also a quick drawing of a cat)

Today's Bus Message #1

I like to write/draw in the dust on my city transit buses, so far it always seems like everyone else likes it too, so I grow bolder. I write backwards now so that the writing can be seen from the inside of the bus.

Today's Bus Message:
3000 reps a day, 7 days a week. Telling us Ending is Better than Mending.

I feel we live in a consumer culture, and having just read Aldous Huxley's Brave New World it horrifies me. I wanted to make it a veritable bus essay but I didn't have time. I don't really like it when the bus drivers catch me red handed. : P

Statement of Intent

I suppose that I should speak a little bit about what I intend this blog to be. I am not just about one thing. I am about many things, feminism, pro-choice, racial rights, gay and lesbian rights, bisexual rights, transgendered rights, cis-gendered rights, environmentalism, and really a whole host of issues that touch me and make me burn inside.

So, perhaps don't really look for a theme, but do enjoy if you find something that pleases you.

What is a Freedom Fighter?

This is an article I had posted in my school's news paper recently. There never was any response to it, but I never really cared about getting responses. This is something that is fairly important to me. It was a while ago, before Bill C-15 was passed. It upsets me, but I tried. I phoned and argued with my representatives but it didn't work. The only thing that I can do is say that I tried to the best of my ability.

We who partake in pot are not all cut of the same cloth, growing pot doesn't mean you have a gun in your cabinet, it doesn't mean that you even smoke it. You might be a little old lady with a green thumb trying to pay her mortgage. They're not people going to elementary schools trying to get your kids hooked on pot, they have their clientele already. They don't want shady skeevy people around any more than you (the theoretical reader who may or may not partake in pot) do. We're people down here in the underclass, the lumpenproletariat.