Abia plecă inspectorul şi cineva sună la uşă. Anthony deschise. Era un băieţel cu un pachet în mînâ.
— Un comision pentru dumneavoastră, domnule.
Anthony îl luă surprins. Nu aştepta nici un fel de pachet. Intră în salon şi-i tăie sfoara.
Un set de pahare de lichior l
Pe fundul unui pahar zări' un trandafiraş artificial. Mintea îi zbură înapoi în strada Kirk. în camera de la etaj.
Traduceriautorizate.biz va ofera si servicii de traduceri legalizate pentru traduceri de acte : diplome, acte auto, foi matricole, certificate, caziere, contracte, sentinte etc.
De asemenea va oferim servicii de interpretariat consecutiv sau simultan pentru intalniri de afaceri, reprezentarea cetatenilor straini in fata autoritatilor, conferinte, interviuri, delegatii si diverse alte evenimente.
„îmi placi... da, îmi placi. Să ţii minte asta orice s-ar întîmpla, da ?"
Erau vorbele ei. Orice s-ar întîmpla... A vrut să spună că...
Anthony îşi reveni din visare.
„Aşa nu mai merge !", se admonestă de unul singur.
Ochii îi căzură pe maşina de scris şi se aşeză cu o figurâ decisă.
AMISTERUL CELUI DE-AL DOILEA CAS-TRAVETE.
Din nou, faţa lui căpătă o traduceri autorizate expresie visă-toare. Şalul Celor o Mie de Flori. Ce se gă-sise oare pe podea, lîngă cadavru ? Lucrul acela groaznic, care explica întreg misterul...
Nimic, desigur, din moment ce totul nu fu-şese decît o născocire menită să-i distragă
atenţia şi povestitorul folosise trucul celor „O mie şi una de nopti" care se opresc în punctul cel mai interesant al povestirii. Dar n-ar putea fi acoîo şi un lucru groaznic, care să explice întrogul mister ? N-ar putea ? Dacă cineva şi-ar pune mintea la contribuţie ?...
Anthony smulsc foaia din maşina traduceri legalizate de scris şi puse alta. Bătu îa maşină titlul :
O clipă sau două îl privi în iinişte.
Apoi începu să bată vertiginos...
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marți, 19 aprilie 2011
Foraje puturi apa potabila
Ce ? Oh, da ! Ha, ha, ha !,' rîse el al-bastru. Presupun că deja au plecat, nu ? Acei... acei prieteni ai mei, vreau să spun.
— O, da, domnule. Au plecat de mult. Am pus vaîizele în taxi şi domnul cel înalt a ur-cat din nou şi apoi au ieşit în fugă şi au ple-cat imediat... Scuzaţi-mă, domnule, e ceva în neregulă ?
Rogers avea tot dreptul să întrebe. Gea-mătul cavernos emis de Anthony ar fi născut bănuieli în mintea oricui.
— Totul este în neregulă, mulţumesc, Ro-gers. E clar eă tu nu ai de ce să fi învinuit Lasă-mâ, vreau să stau la o mică şuetă cu te-lefonul.
Cinci minute mai tîrziu, Anthony se con-fesa inspectorului Driver, care stătea în fata lui cu blocnotesul în mînă. Un individ neplă-cut, inspectorul Driyer (reflectă Anthony) şi care nu arăta mai deloc a inspector. De fapt, era teatral de-a binelea. încă un exemplu grăitor al superiorităţii Artei asupra Naturii !
Anthony ajunse la capătul povestirii. Ins-pectorul închise blocnotesul.
— Ei, bine ?, se interesă Anthony îngri-jorat.
— Clar ca bună ziua, rosti inspectorul. E banda lui Patterson. Au făcut o multime de
Punerea în producţie a puţului forat se desfasoara în trei faze: decolmatare, deznisipare, pompare experimentală şi testare foraje puturi.
Colmatarea se caracterizează prin micşorarea permeabilităţii stratului acvifer din jurul puţului ca urmare a operaţiilor de foraje puturi apa, când calitatea fluidului de foraj şi diferenţa de presiune dintre acesta şi strat permit intrarea fluidului în stratul acvifer.
Prima fază de punere în producţie pentru puţurile la care stratul acvifer a fost traversat cu noroi de foraj este decolmatarea. La puţurile pentru apă, la care stratul acvifer nu a fost traversat cu fluid de foraj, nu este nevoie de această fază, deoarece apa din strat, la intrarea în gaura de puţ, nu întâlneşte rezistenta produsă de colmatare
chestii istete în ultima vreme. Un bărbat înalt, blond, unul mai scund, brunet şi fata.
— Fata ?
— Da, brunetă şi foarte drăguţă... De obi-cei e folosită ca momeală.
— O... spaniolă ?
— Puteţi să-i spuneti şi aşa. S-a născut la Hampstead.
— Am spus eu că e un loc foarte tonic !
•murmură Anthony.
— Da, e suficient de limpede, spuse ins-pectorul şi se ridică să plece. V-a prins la te-lefon şi v-a îmbrobodit cu o poveste. Şi-a în-chipuit că o să veniţi. Apoi s-a dus \e Mama Gibson, care nu se dă în lături să accepte un bacşiş, deoarece găseşte jenant să-i iase să se întîlnească în public... amantii, atâcă, înţele-geţi, nimic criminal. Cazi în cursă, ei te aduc înapoi acasă şi, în timp ce unul î'vi îndrugă o poveste, celâlalt o şterge cu pr:ida. în mod cert banda foraje lui Patterson, e mîn.> lor.
— Şi lucrurile mele ?, se interesă neliniş-tit Anthony.
— Facem tot ce putem, domnule. Dar sînt deosebit de vicleni.
— Aşa şi par, oftă Anthony amărît.
— O, da, domnule. Au plecat de mult. Am pus vaîizele în taxi şi domnul cel înalt a ur-cat din nou şi apoi au ieşit în fugă şi au ple-cat imediat... Scuzaţi-mă, domnule, e ceva în neregulă ?
Rogers avea tot dreptul să întrebe. Gea-mătul cavernos emis de Anthony ar fi născut bănuieli în mintea oricui.
— Totul este în neregulă, mulţumesc, Ro-gers. E clar eă tu nu ai de ce să fi învinuit Lasă-mâ, vreau să stau la o mică şuetă cu te-lefonul.
Cinci minute mai tîrziu, Anthony se con-fesa inspectorului Driver, care stătea în fata lui cu blocnotesul în mînă. Un individ neplă-cut, inspectorul Driyer (reflectă Anthony) şi care nu arăta mai deloc a inspector. De fapt, era teatral de-a binelea. încă un exemplu grăitor al superiorităţii Artei asupra Naturii !
Anthony ajunse la capătul povestirii. Ins-pectorul închise blocnotesul.
— Ei, bine ?, se interesă Anthony îngri-jorat.
— Clar ca bună ziua, rosti inspectorul. E banda lui Patterson. Au făcut o multime de
Punerea în producţie a puţului forat se desfasoara în trei faze: decolmatare, deznisipare, pompare experimentală şi testare foraje puturi.
Colmatarea se caracterizează prin micşorarea permeabilităţii stratului acvifer din jurul puţului ca urmare a operaţiilor de foraje puturi apa, când calitatea fluidului de foraj şi diferenţa de presiune dintre acesta şi strat permit intrarea fluidului în stratul acvifer.
Prima fază de punere în producţie pentru puţurile la care stratul acvifer a fost traversat cu noroi de foraj este decolmatarea. La puţurile pentru apă, la care stratul acvifer nu a fost traversat cu fluid de foraj, nu este nevoie de această fază, deoarece apa din strat, la intrarea în gaura de puţ, nu întâlneşte rezistenta produsă de colmatare
chestii istete în ultima vreme. Un bărbat înalt, blond, unul mai scund, brunet şi fata.
— Fata ?
— Da, brunetă şi foarte drăguţă... De obi-cei e folosită ca momeală.
— O... spaniolă ?
— Puteţi să-i spuneti şi aşa. S-a născut la Hampstead.
— Am spus eu că e un loc foarte tonic !
•murmură Anthony.
— Da, e suficient de limpede, spuse ins-pectorul şi se ridică să plece. V-a prins la te-lefon şi v-a îmbrobodit cu o poveste. Şi-a în-chipuit că o să veniţi. Apoi s-a dus \e Mama Gibson, care nu se dă în lături să accepte un bacşiş, deoarece găseşte jenant să-i iase să se întîlnească în public... amantii, atâcă, înţele-geţi, nimic criminal. Cazi în cursă, ei te aduc înapoi acasă şi, în timp ce unul î'vi îndrugă o poveste, celâlalt o şterge cu pr:ida. în mod cert banda foraje lui Patterson, e mîn.> lor.
— Şi lucrurile mele ?, se interesă neliniş-tit Anthony.
— Facem tot ce putem, domnule. Dar sînt deosebit de vicleni.
— Aşa şi par, oftă Anthony amărît.
Traduceri araba romana
O furie nebună aflînd că şalul fusese vîndut şi a încercat zadarnic să-1 recupereze. Cînd în sfîrşit a găsit-o pe femeia care-1 cumpărase, aceasta i-a declarat că îl revînduse unei ne-cunoscute. Don Fernando era disperat. Două luni mai traduceri romana araba tîrziu a fost înjunghiat în plină stradă şi a murit din pricina rănilor. Din acel moment Anna Rosenborg a părut, în mod suspect, că pur şi simplu se scaldă în bani. în următorii zcce ani, casa ei din Hampstead a fost prădată de nu mai puţin de opt ori. Pa-tru dintre încercări au dat greş şi nimic nu a dispărut din casă ; în celelalte cazuri, printre lucrurile furate s-a aflat şi cîte un şal brodat. Inspectorul se opri puţin, apoi continuă în urma unui semn nerăbdător din partea lui Anthony :
— Cu o săptămînă în urmă, Carmen Fer-rarez, tînăra fată a lui Don Fernando, a so-sit la noi în ţară, venind dintr-o mînăstire din Franţa. Prima sa mişcare a fost să o caute pe Anna Rosenborg la Hampstead. De acolo ni s-a raportat că a avut o discuţie violentă cu bătrîna ; ultimele ei cuvinte înainte de des-părţire le-a auzit un servitor : „încă îl mai ai, a ţipat ea. în toţi anii ăştia te-ai îmbogătit de pe urma lui, dar îţi promit solemn că pînă la urmă o să-ţi aducă ghinion. N-ai nici un
drept moral asupra lui şi o să vină ziua în care ai să doreşti să nu fi văzut niciodată Şa-lul Celor o Mie de Flori".
Limba araba are doar doua forme scrise - araba clasica si araba moderna standard, toate celelalte variante regionale sunt doar verbale. Traduceri araba clasica se gaseste in Coran si nu este niciodata folosita in conversatii sau scrieri non-religioase. Araba clasica este limba oficiala a tuturor tarilor arabe si este singura forma de traduceri araba romana predata in scoli.
Trei zile după această ceartă, Carmen Fer-rarez a dispărut în mod misterios de la ho-telul unde stătea. în camera.ei a fost găsit un nume şi o adresă — numele lui Conrad Flec-kman şi o notă din partea cuiva presupus a fi un anticar, prin care acesta o întreba dacă era dispusă să se despartă de un oarecare şal brodat pe care îl credea în posesia ei. Adresa de pe bilet era falsă.
E limpede că şalul e cheia întregului mis-ter. Ieri dimineaţă, Conrad Fleckman a vizi-tat-o pe Anna Rosenborg. Au stat închişi o oră sau chiar mai mult. Cînd el a plecat, fe-meia a fost obligată să se întindă în pat, în-tr-atît a tulburat-o întrevederea cu el. Dar a dat ordin ca, în cazul în care ar fi dorit să o mai vadă, să fie neapărat primit. Azi-noapte s-a sculat şi a ieşit din casă pe la ora nouă şi nu s-a mai întors. A fost găsită de dimineaţă în casa unde locuia Conrad Fleckman, înjun-ghiată în inimă. Pe podea, lîngă ea, era... Ce crezi că era ?
— Şalul, intrebă Anthony cu sufletul la gură. Şalul Celor o Mie de Flori ?
— Cu o săptămînă în urmă, Carmen Fer-rarez, tînăra fată a lui Don Fernando, a so-sit la noi în ţară, venind dintr-o mînăstire din Franţa. Prima sa mişcare a fost să o caute pe Anna Rosenborg la Hampstead. De acolo ni s-a raportat că a avut o discuţie violentă cu bătrîna ; ultimele ei cuvinte înainte de des-părţire le-a auzit un servitor : „încă îl mai ai, a ţipat ea. în toţi anii ăştia te-ai îmbogătit de pe urma lui, dar îţi promit solemn că pînă la urmă o să-ţi aducă ghinion. N-ai nici un
drept moral asupra lui şi o să vină ziua în care ai să doreşti să nu fi văzut niciodată Şa-lul Celor o Mie de Flori".
Limba araba are doar doua forme scrise - araba clasica si araba moderna standard, toate celelalte variante regionale sunt doar verbale. Traduceri araba clasica se gaseste in Coran si nu este niciodata folosita in conversatii sau scrieri non-religioase. Araba clasica este limba oficiala a tuturor tarilor arabe si este singura forma de traduceri araba romana predata in scoli.
Trei zile după această ceartă, Carmen Fer-rarez a dispărut în mod misterios de la ho-telul unde stătea. în camera.ei a fost găsit un nume şi o adresă — numele lui Conrad Flec-kman şi o notă din partea cuiva presupus a fi un anticar, prin care acesta o întreba dacă era dispusă să se despartă de un oarecare şal brodat pe care îl credea în posesia ei. Adresa de pe bilet era falsă.
E limpede că şalul e cheia întregului mis-ter. Ieri dimineaţă, Conrad Fleckman a vizi-tat-o pe Anna Rosenborg. Au stat închişi o oră sau chiar mai mult. Cînd el a plecat, fe-meia a fost obligată să se întindă în pat, în-tr-atît a tulburat-o întrevederea cu el. Dar a dat ordin ca, în cazul în care ar fi dorit să o mai vadă, să fie neapărat primit. Azi-noapte s-a sculat şi a ieşit din casă pe la ora nouă şi nu s-a mai întors. A fost găsită de dimineaţă în casa unde locuia Conrad Fleckman, înjun-ghiată în inimă. Pe podea, lîngă ea, era... Ce crezi că era ?
— Şalul, intrebă Anthony cu sufletul la gură. Şalul Celor o Mie de Flori ?
duminică, 23 ianuarie 2011
On Volunteers
A pseudo-anonymous Commenter by the name of Arrogantworm in THIS post brought up the idea of creating a volunteer base to provide rides to low-income folks as bus schedules do not always meet transportation needs. Because it's a decent suggestion and because I think it's great that folks are at least talking about the needs of low- income folks, I reply to Aworm here.
Also, there is a great need for public education on issues surrounding homelessness.
Therefore, I milk this space for all it's worth. BONUS: it's free!
I'm on a few Super Secret Committees (to protect my full identity, can't name them) and this notion of getting folks to volunteer to provide rides to low-income folks has been suggested at these meetings.
A coordinated volunteer base of drivers could work -- but not in an unplanned, ER case. Certainly not for getting to work: relying on volunteers here is way too risky. And forming these volunteer bases/recruiting volunteers is honestly, MORE WORK for us already overworked and underpaid social workers -- only so many hours in a day.
Recruiting, coordinating and managing volunteers is often a full-time job (right, Walrus?) My contract is set at 32-hours per week and I am not ashamed to say some weeks I take a few liberties with those hours. Last week, for example, I had a day so intense due to the particular needs and actions of three households, I nearly ran out of my office, driving straight home to the haven of my home and cats. Some deep breathing, comforting self-talk, AnnaZu therapy and an *orgasm followed by a nap took care of the stress. Let me tell you, all of that was as necessary to my continuing to do my job well as sleep or food or any "training." I felt no guilt about knocking off a bit early that day and indeed would say the same to my supervisor, if asked.
Plus, have I mentioned I'm WAY underpaid and that I am indeed no saint? My mortgage just went up by $500 per month, my insurance payment has doubled, gas costs are up, etc. etc. etc. fucking etc. My paycheck has increased by 45 CENTS in the last two and a half years, from an already meager hourly wage. Nice, sure, if I could let all that roll off my back, nicer still if this job was merely Mad Money to supplement my husband income -- but it ain't.
(No ill reflection on The MoonMan meant. He works his ass off and hasn't had a vacation in something like 4 or 5 years.)
But during a week where I am working the full 32, my job is always first and foremost to be there for my clients. Even if I had the time to take on the job of managing/recruiting volunteers, what good am I if I'm perpetually in meetings or on the phone with other agencies or folks in the community? Which is not to say folks who do this sort of work aren't 100% necessary. Just, that ain't the job description in my contract or more importantly, the job description I have given myself.
Back to the suggestion. The volunteer ride base might work with the DV population as most folks have sympathy for this group (natch, they would not be permitted to go to the secret location of the shelter, but then there are meeting places, so I could work. As long as the woman doesn't have too much to carry back to the shelter from the meeting place.)
I don't know how well it would work with my other group, the plain old homeless/non-DV group because society has Ideas about The Homeless.
For example, my prior employers tried to talk me out of accepting my current position, because "Those People are dirty and have scabies and lice, etc." Society also have notions about Welfare Mothers who Live in the Projects. You know "All those women too lazy to work, popping out brats to get more money.
Right. $700-800/month to support you and your four kids is easy street, right?
Look out Donald Trump!
Everyone wants to help the poor (working) mother, who is properly grateful and trying to get ahead. What about the women who swear constantly, or have sudden attacks of crying, or panic attacks -- or who just aren't Trying Hard Enough or not Grateful Enough?
What about the women who were/could be still, on the sly, prostitutes!
What about the woman who needs transportation to the methadone clinic!
Oh.
We didn't expect this.
Forget completely finding those to provide rides to the mentally ill (but non-violent), sometimes substance-abusing MALE.
He's too scary!
He might rape you -- or steal your car!
But still: I think the ride volunteer notion could work to a degree, say maybe for scheduled medical appointments -- IF the general population were more educated in issues of homelessness. IF we could find these volunteers and IF there was a person who had time to run the show.
The only time I have contact with volunteers is during the December holidays. Another local agency has a data base of folks who provide gifts, etc. to low-income families every year. I am often the contact person for "my" families and receive calls from volunteers regarding sizes, directions to client's house, etc. These calls reveal much about our society. One person upon learning the very Latino sounding name of "his" family automatically assumed they could not speak English (they could.) Another woman sounded very annoyed that when she dropped off gifts to a single mother because "she had a boy there, not sure if it was her boyfriend or not" and "[the single mom] didn't even introduce me to him."
As if this single mom is required to open her life to virtual strangers merely because this woman is giving her something.
Some clients are not "properly grateful." One of "my" moms was born with many strikes against her. This woman has had little choice but to live off disability and the generosity of strangers and grants, etc. from the state/agencies etc. most of her life. Believe me when I say she indeed has little choice about this, as confidentially and respect for my client prevents me giving detail.
She's "rough around the edges" to put it lightly. She is so used to needing to ask agencies, etc. for help, she can often come across as demanding, certainly ungrateful.
Cripes -- if anyone has a right to this sort of "ungrateful" behavior it is this woman.
Yet, the type of volunteer who needs a proper degree of thankfulness from the folks s/he helps would get disgruntled with this woman rapidly. Could be I'm selling her way short, probably am. She has a sweet, funny side and often does say "Thank you."
Anyway, the idea isn't out of the question, but it's problematic to say the least. I'm not knocking you, Aworm, as I appreciate any/all suggestion and appreciate anyone who even gives more than a passing second of thought to the obstacles low-income folks have to deal with every day.
But honestly, ask yourselves: how many of you want to sign up to give rides to low-income/homeless/formerly-homeless folks?
Like so much else, we often assume "Someone else will do it."
Honestly?
If I didn't work with this population, it's unlikely I ever would volunteer myself.
*Three natural stress-relievers and I believe endorphin releasers are: crying, laughing, and orgasm, as my doc told me. Exercise also. That orgasm was DOCTOR ORDERED, I tell you. No heathen, I!
Also, there is a great need for public education on issues surrounding homelessness.
Therefore, I milk this space for all it's worth. BONUS: it's free!
I'm on a few Super Secret Committees (to protect my full identity, can't name them) and this notion of getting folks to volunteer to provide rides to low-income folks has been suggested at these meetings.
A coordinated volunteer base of drivers could work -- but not in an unplanned, ER case. Certainly not for getting to work: relying on volunteers here is way too risky. And forming these volunteer bases/recruiting volunteers is honestly, MORE WORK for us already overworked and underpaid social workers -- only so many hours in a day.
Recruiting, coordinating and managing volunteers is often a full-time job (right, Walrus?) My contract is set at 32-hours per week and I am not ashamed to say some weeks I take a few liberties with those hours. Last week, for example, I had a day so intense due to the particular needs and actions of three households, I nearly ran out of my office, driving straight home to the haven of my home and cats. Some deep breathing, comforting self-talk, AnnaZu therapy and an *orgasm followed by a nap took care of the stress. Let me tell you, all of that was as necessary to my continuing to do my job well as sleep or food or any "training." I felt no guilt about knocking off a bit early that day and indeed would say the same to my supervisor, if asked.
Plus, have I mentioned I'm WAY underpaid and that I am indeed no saint? My mortgage just went up by $500 per month, my insurance payment has doubled, gas costs are up, etc. etc. etc. fucking etc. My paycheck has increased by 45 CENTS in the last two and a half years, from an already meager hourly wage. Nice, sure, if I could let all that roll off my back, nicer still if this job was merely Mad Money to supplement my husband income -- but it ain't.
(No ill reflection on The MoonMan meant. He works his ass off and hasn't had a vacation in something like 4 or 5 years.)
But during a week where I am working the full 32, my job is always first and foremost to be there for my clients. Even if I had the time to take on the job of managing/recruiting volunteers, what good am I if I'm perpetually in meetings or on the phone with other agencies or folks in the community? Which is not to say folks who do this sort of work aren't 100% necessary. Just, that ain't the job description in my contract or more importantly, the job description I have given myself.
Back to the suggestion. The volunteer ride base might work with the DV population as most folks have sympathy for this group (natch, they would not be permitted to go to the secret location of the shelter, but then there are meeting places, so I could work. As long as the woman doesn't have too much to carry back to the shelter from the meeting place.)
I don't know how well it would work with my other group, the plain old homeless/non-DV group because society has Ideas about The Homeless.
For example, my prior employers tried to talk me out of accepting my current position, because "Those People are dirty and have scabies and lice, etc." Society also have notions about Welfare Mothers who Live in the Projects. You know "All those women too lazy to work, popping out brats to get more money.
Right. $700-800/month to support you and your four kids is easy street, right?
Look out Donald Trump!
Everyone wants to help the poor (working) mother, who is properly grateful and trying to get ahead. What about the women who swear constantly, or have sudden attacks of crying, or panic attacks -- or who just aren't Trying Hard Enough or not Grateful Enough?
What about the women who were/could be still, on the sly, prostitutes!
What about the woman who needs transportation to the methadone clinic!
Oh.
We didn't expect this.
Forget completely finding those to provide rides to the mentally ill (but non-violent), sometimes substance-abusing MALE.
He's too scary!
He might rape you -- or steal your car!
But still: I think the ride volunteer notion could work to a degree, say maybe for scheduled medical appointments -- IF the general population were more educated in issues of homelessness. IF we could find these volunteers and IF there was a person who had time to run the show.
The only time I have contact with volunteers is during the December holidays. Another local agency has a data base of folks who provide gifts, etc. to low-income families every year. I am often the contact person for "my" families and receive calls from volunteers regarding sizes, directions to client's house, etc. These calls reveal much about our society. One person upon learning the very Latino sounding name of "his" family automatically assumed they could not speak English (they could.) Another woman sounded very annoyed that when she dropped off gifts to a single mother because "she had a boy there, not sure if it was her boyfriend or not" and "[the single mom] didn't even introduce me to him."
As if this single mom is required to open her life to virtual strangers merely because this woman is giving her something.
Some clients are not "properly grateful." One of "my" moms was born with many strikes against her. This woman has had little choice but to live off disability and the generosity of strangers and grants, etc. from the state/agencies etc. most of her life. Believe me when I say she indeed has little choice about this, as confidentially and respect for my client prevents me giving detail.
She's "rough around the edges" to put it lightly. She is so used to needing to ask agencies, etc. for help, she can often come across as demanding, certainly ungrateful.
Cripes -- if anyone has a right to this sort of "ungrateful" behavior it is this woman.
Yet, the type of volunteer who needs a proper degree of thankfulness from the folks s/he helps would get disgruntled with this woman rapidly. Could be I'm selling her way short, probably am. She has a sweet, funny side and often does say "Thank you."
Anyway, the idea isn't out of the question, but it's problematic to say the least. I'm not knocking you, Aworm, as I appreciate any/all suggestion and appreciate anyone who even gives more than a passing second of thought to the obstacles low-income folks have to deal with every day.
But honestly, ask yourselves: how many of you want to sign up to give rides to low-income/homeless/formerly-homeless folks?
Like so much else, we often assume "Someone else will do it."
Honestly?
If I didn't work with this population, it's unlikely I ever would volunteer myself.
*Three natural stress-relievers and I believe endorphin releasers are: crying, laughing, and orgasm, as my doc told me. Exercise also. That orgasm was DOCTOR ORDERED, I tell you. No heathen, I!
Just Because
yeez!
Paris will be released today.
She will save the world.
Please drink responsibly.
Jaslene Gonzalez, America's Next Top Model winner Cycle 8
I'm late on this, but just stumbled across this post by Faith: WeHateChildren.
Well done, Faith. Because over-the-top child haters upset me so greatly and because any further discussion might make me say something I'll regret, I'll just leave it at that.
Other News You Really Care About: I am working on a bastard of a post which is giving me problems. Saved as Draft until and if I can rein it in.
Should I feel guilty about purchasing a pedigreed cat when pet overpopulation is such an issue?If you are purchasing from a reputable breeder the answer is a resounding NO.
Without responsible breeders many of the beautiful breeds you see in magazines, TV, and at cat shows would be extinct. Yes, extinct. It is estimated that pedigreed cats account for only 8% of the cat population. Responsible and reputable breeders are bettering their chosen breed by breeding only the best of their breed. They are doing their part to end overpopulation by selling their kittens on non breeding agreements that require spaying/neutering of their pet kittens or practicing early spay/neutering.
Reputable breeders carefully screen their adopters to help to ensure their cats will live a long happy life in a forever home and don't wind up in a shelter. When you purchase a pedigreed cat from a reputable breeder you are supporting the breed you love and helping to ensure the breed is here and healthy for a long time to come. Now that's something to feel good about!!
Only buy a PEDIGREED kitten from a responsible and ethical breeder! Do NOT buy from a breeder that is only breeding cats to make money, or a commercial large type "cattery" or a pet store!
AnnaZu get spayed on July 9th. I had to sign a breeding contract. There will be no kittens for AnnaZu. I don't mind that part -- cats in heat (shudder) and God knows I could never part with any of their kittens, so I'd never want to breed them.
But I am dreading, dreading, dreading the 9th.
Little Girl, gone in November, Doud gone in March.
I know, it's a routine operation but you never know. I've had very bad luck in vet hospitals lately. Everything dies.
If anything happens to them, I don't think I could bear it.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Happy Paris is Free Day!
Paris will be released today.She will save the world.
Please drink responsibly.
Hollywood's Wasting Epidemic Continues
Jaslene Gonzalez, America's Next Top Model winner Cycle 8Photo is from TheSkinnyWebsite. There is talk in the comments that the above photo of Ms. J was photo shopped. I doubt it. Even so, there's no question the girl is thin:
The yellow dress picture is also posted on gossip site Dlisted. What I find most interesting in these posts, per usual, are the comments. Of course, God only knows who these people commenting are. They could be 10-year olds, for all I know.
Paradoxical Bunny, at Dlisted, says: "The person who aspires to this body type is caught in a vortex of raging, obsessive, self-hatred, and is playing a starvation game that cannot be won - because, short of kickin it in a casket, there is no "thin enough", right? ... If only anos could know how loudly it screams to the rest of us how insecure and self-loathing they really are, and how precisely the opposite of appealing, attractive, successful and sexual that whole persona really is. Sad? yes. But personally I find it ignorant. IMHO, of course."
("Anos?") When a person with an ED gets as skinny as Jaslene, s/he is far beyond caring about if the general population finds bones attractive. In fact, often s/he will dress to hide this thinness exactly so ass backward, armchair psychs like Bunny Freud won't feel a need to comment on her/his appearance. Folks with EDs know very well, thank you, about "insecurity" and especially "self loathing." "If only Anos could know," my ass. If only people with EDs could not know. IMHO, of course.
Conky (Dlisted) says: "Give that poor girl a sammich."
Miss Priss (Dlisted): "Damn bitch, eat an eggroll or three!
Aimz (Dlisted): "Someone give her a steak or something!"
iHeartHaters (Dlisted): "She needs some Tiger's Milk bars and a Protein shake."
Zeenie (Dlisted): "Tyra needs to take this ho to dinner."
Rebetta (Skinny): "I feel like sending her some money for a meal."
Kelly (Skinny):"I just want to give her an apple or something."
Here we go again with the "Eat a hamburger already!" thing. As overused and as unclever as "LOL! I think I just peed myself a little" or "Ew! I threw up in my mouth a little." (I hate the cutesy "sammich" used by adults. Where does this come from? I never said "sammich" as a child, ever. ) I don't know why these types of comments annoy me so. I guess it feels a bit like saying "Why doesn't she just leave?" to a woman in a DV situation or "Why don't they just get a job?" to a homeless person.
Like it's that easy, that neatly solved.
Rose Petal (Dlisted): "Why the hell would they let an anorexic, ugly girl win? Tyra is always saying how we should love ourselves and embrace our bodies, but obviously this chick does not, or she wouldn't have an eating disorder."
Rebetta (Skinny): "I vow to never watch that show or support Tyra Banks again. I have never seen a bigger hypocrite. After she gained weight and was made fun of by the tabloids, she tried to act all self righteous. She was all about the 'younger women that look up to her,' and how her being called fat might make them feel insecure about themselves. I think she has a big say in who gets the winning title, and this is very disappointing."
J (Skinny): "LOL, honestly, what tyra has done is shameful. first, defending plus size girls on her television talkshow, talking about how proud she is to be thicker, to embrace all sizes. THEN, adding plus size girls to ANTM and booting them off almost immediately–while allowing the obviously anorexic one to win. i wonder what tyra will have to say for herself when this girl ends up inpatient!! she made a HUGE mistake, here. she has a lot of repairing to do if she plans to continue promoting a healthy body/image. I BET the next ANTM winner WILL be plus size. i just bet."
There's some truth to this line of thinking, isn't there? What is up with all of that, Tyra?
iHeartHaters (Dlisted): "Who gives a fuck, let the bitch starve to death. That's what I say to anyone who is idiotic & ill enough to deny themselves food. Ditto for the fatties who can't keep away from the donuts. There are more serious issues in this world. Eating disorders are very selfish. I do not deny it's an illness, but it's extremely self-centered. Get therapy, quit thinking about your [GD] food intake and go volunteer at a shelter. There are others who need far greater help. Ok, rant is over."
Okay, Heartie, what you've just said is basically "I do not deny bipolar disorder, diabetes, etc. is an illness but it's extremely-self centered." (???) It's okay, though: even though you appear a dickhead, Heartie, what with "let the bitch starve to death" and "fatties" and "idiotic" and whatnot, you are clearly Mother Teresa in disguise with your volunteer shelter work and concern for those who need "greater help."
Josie (Skinny): "So we should all accept women who are 'curvy,' but as soon as a girl is too thin for your personal liking, 'Eww! Gross! No one should hire someone like that, she must be anorexic!' If you preach size-acceptance, practice it. I saw this season, and in my opinion she’s naturally thin. She’s young and I know many women in their early twenty’s and late teens who are still what you guys would call 'skeletal.' "
There is something to this last one as well.
Here's something else: maybe some good has come out of the media's love affair with too thin women. Maybe extremely thin women like Jaslene and Nicole Richie have finally brought us to our senses?
The yellow dress picture is also posted on gossip site Dlisted. What I find most interesting in these posts, per usual, are the comments. Of course, God only knows who these people commenting are. They could be 10-year olds, for all I know.Paradoxical Bunny, at Dlisted, says: "The person who aspires to this body type is caught in a vortex of raging, obsessive, self-hatred, and is playing a starvation game that cannot be won - because, short of kickin it in a casket, there is no "thin enough", right? ... If only anos could know how loudly it screams to the rest of us how insecure and self-loathing they really are, and how precisely the opposite of appealing, attractive, successful and sexual that whole persona really is. Sad? yes. But personally I find it ignorant. IMHO, of course."
("Anos?") When a person with an ED gets as skinny as Jaslene, s/he is far beyond caring about if the general population finds bones attractive. In fact, often s/he will dress to hide this thinness exactly so ass backward, armchair psychs like Bunny Freud won't feel a need to comment on her/his appearance. Folks with EDs know very well, thank you, about "insecurity" and especially "self loathing." "If only Anos could know," my ass. If only people with EDs could not know. IMHO, of course.
Conky (Dlisted) says: "Give that poor girl a sammich."
Miss Priss (Dlisted): "Damn bitch, eat an eggroll or three!
Aimz (Dlisted): "Someone give her a steak or something!"
iHeartHaters (Dlisted): "She needs some Tiger's Milk bars and a Protein shake."
Zeenie (Dlisted): "Tyra needs to take this ho to dinner."
Rebetta (Skinny): "I feel like sending her some money for a meal."
Kelly (Skinny):"I just want to give her an apple or something."
Here we go again with the "Eat a hamburger already!" thing. As overused and as unclever as "LOL! I think I just peed myself a little" or "Ew! I threw up in my mouth a little." (I hate the cutesy "sammich" used by adults. Where does this come from? I never said "sammich" as a child, ever. ) I don't know why these types of comments annoy me so. I guess it feels a bit like saying "Why doesn't she just leave?" to a woman in a DV situation or "Why don't they just get a job?" to a homeless person.
Like it's that easy, that neatly solved.
Rose Petal (Dlisted): "Why the hell would they let an anorexic, ugly girl win? Tyra is always saying how we should love ourselves and embrace our bodies, but obviously this chick does not, or she wouldn't have an eating disorder."
Rebetta (Skinny): "I vow to never watch that show or support Tyra Banks again. I have never seen a bigger hypocrite. After she gained weight and was made fun of by the tabloids, she tried to act all self righteous. She was all about the 'younger women that look up to her,' and how her being called fat might make them feel insecure about themselves. I think she has a big say in who gets the winning title, and this is very disappointing."
J (Skinny): "LOL, honestly, what tyra has done is shameful. first, defending plus size girls on her television talkshow, talking about how proud she is to be thicker, to embrace all sizes. THEN, adding plus size girls to ANTM and booting them off almost immediately–while allowing the obviously anorexic one to win. i wonder what tyra will have to say for herself when this girl ends up inpatient!! she made a HUGE mistake, here. she has a lot of repairing to do if she plans to continue promoting a healthy body/image. I BET the next ANTM winner WILL be plus size. i just bet."
There's some truth to this line of thinking, isn't there? What is up with all of that, Tyra?
iHeartHaters (Dlisted): "Who gives a fuck, let the bitch starve to death. That's what I say to anyone who is idiotic & ill enough to deny themselves food. Ditto for the fatties who can't keep away from the donuts. There are more serious issues in this world. Eating disorders are very selfish. I do not deny it's an illness, but it's extremely self-centered. Get therapy, quit thinking about your [GD] food intake and go volunteer at a shelter. There are others who need far greater help. Ok, rant is over."
Okay, Heartie, what you've just said is basically "I do not deny bipolar disorder, diabetes, etc. is an illness but it's extremely-self centered." (???) It's okay, though: even though you appear a dickhead, Heartie, what with "let the bitch starve to death" and "fatties" and "idiotic" and whatnot, you are clearly Mother Teresa in disguise with your volunteer shelter work and concern for those who need "greater help."
Josie (Skinny): "So we should all accept women who are 'curvy,' but as soon as a girl is too thin for your personal liking, 'Eww! Gross! No one should hire someone like that, she must be anorexic!' If you preach size-acceptance, practice it. I saw this season, and in my opinion she’s naturally thin. She’s young and I know many women in their early twenty’s and late teens who are still what you guys would call 'skeletal.' "
There is something to this last one as well.
In order to escape scrutiny, it appears a woman must be exactly "just right."
Except, of course, there's no such thing.
"Just right" is too fat for some, too thin for others.
Except, of course, there's no such thing.
"Just right" is too fat for some, too thin for others.
Too bad we can't all just mind our own bodies.
I continue to be fascinated by the contradiction found in the argument that too-thin celebrities contribute to eating disorders and body hatred in women but that, regardless, over 60% of Americans are overweight. It doesn't make sense. If the media's love affair with skinny women is so damaging, why are so many of us overweight? (That said, Yo-yo dieting, diet fads, bulimia, very low calorie diets and other unhealthy methods of weight loss do mess up effective metabolism. An argument could be presented that the media emphasis on thin, as well as the weight-loss industry, directly effects obesity levels in this way.)Here's something else: maybe some good has come out of the media's love affair with too thin women. Maybe extremely thin women like Jaslene and Nicole Richie have finally brought us to our senses?
I read all of the comments in the two Jaslene threads. They were, by far, of the "She's way to thin/disgusting" opinion. There's no way all of these folks are "Just jealous!" Because, with the exception of that damn Twiggy, never before have models and actresses been so thin.
Perhaps this extreme thin could be the beginning of the end of the too thin ideal?Monday, June 25, 2007
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Hating Children
I'm late on this, but just stumbled across this post by Faith: WeHateChildren.
Well done, Faith. Because over-the-top child haters upset me so greatly and because any further discussion might make me say something I'll regret, I'll just leave it at that.
Other News You Really Care About: I am working on a bastard of a post which is giving me problems. Saved as Draft until and if I can rein it in.
Labels: Blog Props, Child
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Just Because
Should I feel guilty about purchasing a pedigreed cat when pet overpopulation is such an issue?If you are purchasing from a reputable breeder the answer is a resounding NO.
Without responsible breeders many of the beautiful breeds you see in magazines, TV, and at cat shows would be extinct. Yes, extinct. It is estimated that pedigreed cats account for only 8% of the cat population. Responsible and reputable breeders are bettering their chosen breed by breeding only the best of their breed. They are doing their part to end overpopulation by selling their kittens on non breeding agreements that require spaying/neutering of their pet kittens or practicing early spay/neutering.
Reputable breeders carefully screen their adopters to help to ensure their cats will live a long happy life in a forever home and don't wind up in a shelter. When you purchase a pedigreed cat from a reputable breeder you are supporting the breed you love and helping to ensure the breed is here and healthy for a long time to come. Now that's something to feel good about!!
Only buy a PEDIGREED kitten from a responsible and ethical breeder! Do NOT buy from a breeder that is only breeding cats to make money, or a commercial large type "cattery" or a pet store!
AnnaZu get spayed on July 9th. I had to sign a breeding contract. There will be no kittens for AnnaZu. I don't mind that part -- cats in heat (shudder) and God knows I could never part with any of their kittens, so I'd never want to breed them.
But I am dreading, dreading, dreading the 9th.
Little Girl, gone in November, Doud gone in March.
I know, it's a routine operation but you never know. I've had very bad luck in vet hospitals lately. Everything dies.
If anything happens to them, I don't think I could bear it.
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