My friend Ursula has started a neat blog with her boyfriend; it’s about living sustainably and it looks pretty ace! This is a girl who knows what’s what, so I’m expecting this to be quite the little project.
So in Santa Barbara, California, a man of 22 years has gone on a shooting spree because he was rejected by the hot women who owed him sex. Far closer to home, in Brunswick, Melbourne, women are being grabbed from behind and sexually assaulted whilst jogging in the early morning, or walking home late at night. In other news, the utterly useless bigot of a prime minister of Australia, Tony Abbott, along with his pathetic excuse for a government are implementing disastrous and thoughtless changes to all areas of my poor country at a highly alarming rate.
Oh, hello, hi, yes, I’m back.
I’ve taken a hiatus because life was getting crazy hectic and I was (well, I still am) moving from Melbourne, Australia, to London, England, via Spain.
It’s currently a quarter to 2 in the morning, and I’m currently in my old flat in Madrid, and life has flowing along at a nice, comfortable, lazy pace.
I’ve got a lot of spare time, and I also have a whole lot I’m pretty upset about, so I’m back on the blogging wagon, full steam ahead.
The assaults in my hometown have gotten me pretty riled up for several reasons, one being that I am currently on the other side of the world, so I feel even more concerned and protective about my teenage sister, and all my girls back home, but I think it’s also touched a nerve with everyone because of the Jill Meagher tragedy (an Irish woman who was raped and killed, and she was taken from Brunswick, right near where this happened; the killer is already in jail). People in Melbourne and above all, in the Brunswick area are starting to realise it’s a problem that needs to be addressed, which, I mean, is a good thing. A girl (who I didn’t know but now I cyber-know her) created a safety network amongst the girls of Brunswick so that we can get to know each other, have each other’s numbers, try to set up a community amongst women that allows us to feel safer and feel more empowered and also keep more in contact and figure out ways to combat this ‘can’t walk home at night without being shit-scared’ problem. The local council is putting on a free self-defence type session to help teach young women about how to stay safe. So yeah, I mean, all of that’s great.
I wish they’d put on a free workshop for men on how to not treat women like meat, how to critically analyse their own behaviour and how it might be affected by a patriarchal society, and teach men not to rape….
Actually, Jill Meagher’s husband had some pretty insightful things to say about rape culture and its role in the killing of his husband.
As for the Elliot Rodgers case, well, I am absolutely livid with anger and disgust about the whole fucking massacre. I woke up this morning to read that a man, younger than I am, has systematically planned a massacre of the attractive women in his area in Santa Barbara, near the University of California. His reasoning for the massacre was that basically he felt sexually rejected and that women owed him sex, and because they’d denied him sex they deserved to die. There’s a fantastic summary here of what has happened and a peer into the problems with how the media is covering it.
FUCK it just actually pisses me off so much that this is being described as yeeeet anooooother crazy lunatic shooting. How long will it take before everyone begins to realise this violence against women is inherent in the system of this society, and that, therefore, chance is fucking imperative?
As for the Abbott government, well, here’s a clean little summary to keep you up to date. Highlights are confiscating medication from asylum seekers who are being illegally detained in offshore camps, cutting funding to everyone disadvantaged from the sick to the aged to indigenous communities, and spent over $2 million on the fucking royal wedding.
I just, ugh. I have to go listen to something happy and relaxing and try to sleep. This is too much for me.
We all know it doesn’t do to think of things like this so late at night, and it’s definitely past the time when my brain can logically try to analyse this kind of bullshit.
Until next time….