Yesterday I had three mugs of coffee. Yes, three. Guess I'm reverting back to Sweden. I really just needed some stimulus to get me writing. I've had writer's block for days and I seriously need to finish my paper since the end of the first summer session is this week. Yikes!
And I haven't blogged in forever. Partly because I went to Kentucky to visit my grandmother I haven't seen in 4 years. Shame, shame on me. And partly because I was feeling down in the dumps about my work. But I seem to be coming out of it now after I forced myself to do some writing on my coffee high yesterday... and was quite please with the results.
So I missed blogging last week about the big story coming out from Gloucester, Mass. You know, the story about the young high schoolers vowing to get pregnant together, and 17 did so. It is a sad world when girls from this working class town, and others, see nothing else going for them in their life and think that babies will make it all better. For whom has that ever worked? Also, good news that the U.N. finally declared rape a war crime. But sorry that it is even an issue. And even worse, perhaps, is that in many cases these rapes are not even about men showing power over women, but over other men to whom the women "belong." When I think about how rape is discussed in the U.S. that attitude is often an undercurrent. But then, when it comes to romantic relationships, we do tend to speak of the other in terms of ownership. I know I've heard plenty of people talk about marriage as a giving of oneself, rather than a partnership.
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