Reasonable Words

“She had a pretty gift for quotation, which is a serviceable substitute for wit.” — W. Somerset Maughan

Rock. On.

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.” — Henry David Thoreau


NYT: My Sister’s Keeper

THEY called it a lesbian paradise, the pioneering women who made their way to St. Augustine, Fla., in the 1970s to live together in cottages on the beach. Finding one another in the fever of the gay rights and women’s liberation movements, they built a matriarchal community, where no men were allowed, where even a male infant brought by visitors was cause for debate.

Emily Greene was one of those pioneers, and at 62 she still chooses to live in a separate lesbian world. She and 19 other women have built homes on 300 rural acres in northeast Alabama, where the founders of the Florida community, the Pagoda, relocated in 1997.

I’m nearly struck dumb. I’ve lived here all my life, and I’ve been a hag for over half of it–and I don’t mean that pansy “Yeah, I’ve been to The Quest a few times. Hey, remember The Toolbox?” kind.  But despite my credentials, I had no idea a place like this existed in Alabama. I guess it’s because I don’t know that many lesbians, and, reading about it, I can’t blame the ones I do know for not gabbing.

The women agreed to be interviewed on the condition that the exact location of their homes not be revealed because they fear harassment from outsiders. Many in the network of womyn’s lands have avoided publicity, living a sheltered existence for decades, advertising available homes and properties through word of mouth or in small newsletters and lesbian magazines.

But still:

For Ms. [Winnie] Adams, every choice she makes today — which restaurant to go to, which contractor to hire, which music to listen to — is guided by a preference to be around women.

“To me, this is the real world,” she said. “And it’s a very peaceful world. I don’t hear anything except the leaves falling. I get up in the morning, I go out on my front deck and I dance and I say, ‘It’s another glorious day on the mountain.’ Men are violent. The minute a man walks in the dynamics change immediately, so I choose not to be around those dynamics.”

Ms. [Rand] Hall added: “It’s not as competitive. Women, when they’re together, tend to be more cooperative. They don’t look for one to succeed and all the others to fail. In the mainstream world that’s what it is. Somebody has to be on top so everyone else has to be on the bottom.”

[whine] I wanna goooooooo. [/whine] I mean it. Think of it, straight girls. Relative idyll.  Minimal drama. A material type of self-sufficiency.  Compare it with the lives of the women in this matriarchal community. Ugh.

I understand, though. As long as I get weak in the knees whenever a man with glasses and a big vocabulary ambles by, I’m stuck in the real world with the twisted creatures. Fine.  Meantime:  much joy and love, womyn of Alapine. You damn sure deserve it.

Filed under: More than a Womb, Things that tickle me

Change showerheads? Ha.

Save water we have rather than building reservoirs, author tells Birmingham audience

“We have had this notion that water is not finite,” said [Jenny] Hoffner, who is director of water efficiency for the Southeast regional office of the advocacy group American Rivers. “But, really, as we go forward, we need to start treating it as a precious resource.”

That is especially true in light of predictions by climate scientists that the region is likely to see more frequent and more acute droughts.

Okay, that ghastly headline notwithstanding, this is something I can get behind. I think most of us realize we must reduce the toll we’re taking on the environment in everyday ways. What’s one approach?

New water ride coming to Alabama Adventure

The brightly colored ride begins at a 47-foot platform and winds its way through a 216-foot flume before plummeting down and back up a vertical half-pipe that splashes riders down into a 25,000-gallon pool.

Wasteful, brightly-colored attractions to distract us from our parched, cracked hellscape, of course.

Filed under: F*ck off, Earth!

Ah, nativism. That old chestnut.

NYT Editorial: The Nativists Are Restless

In case you’re wondering, nativism looks like this:

Diversity can be good in moderation — if what is being brought in is desirable. Most Americans don’t mind a little ethnic food, some Asian math whizzes, or a few Mariachi dancers — as long as these trends do not overwhelm the dominant culture.

“The dominant culture.” Oh, I chuckle. Looks like it hasn’t occurred to Scared White Guys that “the dominant culture” is already changing, for all their hysteria; it’s just not happening in the U.S.

Pay attention: This era of globalization, I would argue, unlike Globalization 1.0 and 2.0, is not going to be built exclusively around a group of White Western individuals.

See, this is no longer about bad Thai food, or those racist English-only initiatives. But, please, Mr Epstein, smirk at multiculturalism if you will, and dictate from your crumbling cocoon which influences are “desirable. ” But by all means, learn to answer phones for $5,000 a year.  And pick up a book on Hindi. Or eat curry-scented dust.

Filed under: Get Your Hate On, International, That's F*cked Up

Yeah, just leave your keys on the counter.

NYT: Our Love Affair with Shopping Malls Is on the Rocks

Okay, sure:

Before everyone heads past the Foot Locker and down the escalator to the Rainforest Cafe, the bride — a cherubic 19-year-old — leans against a wall in her billowy white dress and explains why she chose this spot for her big day.

Gratuitous sentences like the above are just the NYT hatin’ on Middle America. No argument there. But I still call the decline of consumerism’s gauche cathedrals great news. Great fucking news.

Filed under: Commerce, Welcome Change

Okay, New Plan: We’re a Superfund site!

D.C. Lobbying Firm Declines Jefferson County Work

“Sadly, the decision by some to use the sewer debt crisis for their own ends has created a toxic political landscape around Jefferson County.”

Toxic landscape?”  The joke’s on them.

Filed under: Jeffco = Toxic, That's F*cked Up

Time for my ‘Break’


March 8, set your recording devices appropriately.

It’s chemistry, bitches!

Filed under: The Idiot Box


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