28th September, 2018 Friday
I woke last night in a moon bath and knew I remembered the dream and all its twists. And I went back to sleep. And this morning all of it is blank. I know it happened but where its gone I know not.
I received a message from a friend who Dogs with Deerhounds saying she, her husband and friends from other parts were winding here today and wondered could they visit. I am delighted.
One thing about being here is we have many who visit. From near and far they come. So for us, some for Oldest and SIL, some just for fun.
So having finished all my chores but this, I am writing as I wait. Its warm today and might get warmer still but comfortable. Only low in the 80’s. Lovely day but we do need rain.
The text just came and our visitors are coming in 30 minutes.
So in the meantime, I am feeling the call to rail. I warn you, this languaging is not so soft.
This Kavanaugh thing is truly disgusting. The manner that the man decried the woman’s testimony was textbook, “Yes, I am a guilty man but I will never admit it and what’s more I have behind me my boyfriends who have vowed to protect me because they too have this predatory attitude towards woman. After all, I am a Christian and the Bible tells me as a male I am God, and woman because they are the rooting of all evil, are only good for fucking. Now some women, if they are very very good get to be the mothers of our children but others who by their very looks compel us to screw them, we have the right to do so no matter what those woman want. We can just take them in any way we want.”
Enough.
How vivid a display of the Ugly Side of Male was his refutation of the witnessing against him. Of course he called them crazy, they always always do. Did he dare to say she asked him for it? If he did I shut that out.
In my distant past, a man who was to be my family tried to get me into bed and when I wouldn’t he lied and said it was me who pulled him down the hall.
I kept that secret a long long time thinking to protect someone I love very much. In the end, he proved his nature out in other ways.
I am so glad to have lived so long to see the culture rip the gag from those who have been victim. We must encourage all the tales from both women and those poor poor men who have also been molested, for its so much harder for a man to say he has been violated. His shame is somehow deeper and therefore secreted much further away.
We are not denying what displayed itself so vividly anymore, whispering it away. That much fucking smoke, for sure there is a fire.
And those of you who wonder why I cannot give allegiance to the title Christian, this is why. I hold dear the tenets of that faith I was taught so long ago and put them forth in my presence in the World. But give allegiance to a club that claims that name as a license for intolerance and hatred, I will not, by all that is truly holy, I will not.
There is a thrumming, yes there is, thrumming all among us. This Bullshit is coming to an end. The gag is coming off and there is screaming in our ranks, the thrumming is rolling out the end of what has to stop.
So three dear friends did arrive and played with loving dogs and loved the view. Then whisked me over river for a munching and some wine. Lovely people, lovely drive, lovely time. I loved it. Thank you,
And Mr. Flake has gone ahead and done the damn right thing.
Ta.
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