Links of the Week – November 21, 2014

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* Why Your Brain Wants To Help One Child In Need – But Not Millions

* China’s 1st Round-Trip Moon Shot Sets Stage For Bigger Lunar Feats

* Tom Brokaw’s Phone Alarm Goes Off On TV

* Peanut Butter And Jelly Bars – (Making these this weekend!)

* On Bob Feller’s Birthday, We Remember The Time His Fastball Was Measured By Army Equipment

* Phish Plays Concert In SF, Breaks Out Into “We Are The Champions” Mid-Song When Giants Win

* 15 Things Men Need To Know About Women

* Midterms: Did Americans Get What They Want? – (Great article!)

* You Don’t Protect My Freedom: Our Childish Insistence On Calling Soldiers Heroes Deadens Real Democracy – (Spot on)

* ‘Promise Me’ Necklace – ❤ ❤ ❤

* Ohio State Marching Band Does Impressive Star Trek Themed Halftime Show – (Awesome sauce!)

* Catching Up With Trek’s Lt. Kevin Riley…Bruce Hyde – (I’ll take you HOOOOME again, Kathleeeeeeen!)

* PostSecret: Hurt

* Cock Block

* Meet Monty: The Adorable Cat With An Unusual Face

* Royals’ Rise Managed Adeptly By Yost

* Make Fulton County Animal Services Pets Thankful, and LifeLine Animal Project Will Wave The Adoption Fee in November

* Seattle Seahawks Mascot Apologizes For Pre-Game Incident – (Hysterical!)

* How Animals Hacked The Rainbow And Got Stumped On Blue – (Fascinating)

* Common Core Reading: ‘The New Colossus’

* Bizarre Baseball Culture: Post-Schulz Peanuts Go To Tokyo In “It’s Tokyo, Charlie Brown!” – (Wonderful!)

* Craigslist Missed Connections: ‘You Farted In Kroger’ – (Maybe the funniest thing I read this week…)

* What Should We Call Me: Makeup Game

* Straight People Should Leave Homophobic Churches

* The Devastating Pattern Of Sexual Abuse In Competitive Swimming – (I’m becoming furious….)

* Report Finds New Orleans Police Department Basically Ignored Calls Reporting Sex Crimes, Child Abuse – (How long are we going to keep looking the other way…?)

* Actress Barbara Bowman: Bill Cosby Raped Me – Why Wasn’t I Believed – (How long will society continue to ignore the cries of our mothers and sisters and daughters…?)

* “Honey Boo Boo” Star Mama June Reveals Father Of Two Daughters Is Sex Offender – (How long will we offer our children to predators…?)

* Cobb Softball Coach Facing Child Porn Charges – (How long will men feel free and privileged to prey on women and little girls with little fear of serious punishment…?)

* The White House Asks Men To Stop Campus Sex Abuse – (Imagine a man touching your mother, your wife, your sister or your daughter – fondling her breasts, touching her genitals, kissing her, sodomizing her, fucking her – all against her will. And imagine that she will be so ashamed and fearful that she won’t tell. Why should she if she won’t be believed, or if the incident won’t be investigated – if people will just tell her that she was asking for it, that it was her fault – or if people just don’t care? Now imagine how this will screw with her head for the rest of her life. It’s time to SCREAM and RAISE HELL about this. WE DESERVE BETTER!)

Ani DiFranco
“Hide & Seek”

Me and all the kids from the neighborhood
We’d play out in the street all summer long.
Rule was we had to go home at night,
When the street lights came on.
We were oblivious to the rest of the world.
And we’d hold up the cars in the street.
Yeah, we’d always play boys against girls,
And both sides would cheat.

Strange men would stop their cars at the curb
Say: “Hey sweetheart come here.”,
And I’d go up to the window and they’d have their dick out in their hand
With a sick little sneer.
And I’d say
“Here we go again! Yeah, ok this time you win.”
And I would feel dirty, I’d feel ashamed,
But I wouldn’t let it stop my game.

We would play hide and go seek.
Territory would be the whole block.
Sometimes the older boys when they’d find you,
They wouldn’t want to tag you, they’d just want to talk.
They’d say “What would you do for a quarter? Come on, we don’t have that much time.”
And I’d think a minute and I’d say:
“Ok…give me the quarter first. Fine.”
This time you win.
Here we go again!
And I would feel dirty and I would feel ashamed,
But I wouldn’t let it stop my game.

I remember my first trip alone on the greyhound bus,
And the man who put his hands on me to see where his knife fell
And I remember when I left how excited I was
And I remember when I arrived I didn’t feel so well.
I remember the teacher at school got me so sick and scared
I went into the bathroom and threw up in my hair
And I could go on, but you know, it just gets worse
So I think I’ll stop there…

Girl, next time he wants to know
What your problems is…
Girl, next time he wants to know
Where the anger comes from…
Just tell him this time the problem’s his.
Tell him the anger just comes.
It just comes.

 

 

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