Archives for July 2005

I was taking a break and checking my stats when I noticed that someone found my blog by googling “men urinate sitting” and had to follow up on it. I had forgotten that this came up last year on this post about Japanese men and their preferred position.

And from the TMI department I don’t get it. Why sit when you can stand, but that is a topic for a different day.

“In a photo provided by The White House, President Bush stands with members of the Northwestern University women’s lacrosse team during Championship Day at the White House, Tuesday, July 12, 2005, in Washington. The photo shows four of the nine women in the front row wearing flip-flop sandals. The choice of footwear has prompted a mini-controversy, with family members and some other players insisting the summer footwear staple was too casual for a visit with the president. (AP Photo/The White House, David Bohrer)”

Tznius issues over feet and not a word said about those tops, oh my.

Just some random thoughts and mutterings about The Disengagement. I have written about it before and I may write about it again.

I am torn by what I see. I see people who have placed their lives on the line, who have toiled to make something out of nothing. I see people who believe in a cause and are principled. I see people who have lost their families, whose children have been murdered, whose wives, husbands, fathers and mothers have been slaughtered being asked to make a huge sacrifice.

I see a small group of people located in an area in which they are surrounded by people who are unfriendly, many of whom hate them. I see them living in a place in which precious resources are being allocated to and I question the sanity of living in such a way.

I see a situation in which no one can say or know what will happen with any certainty. This could be the biggest mistake we have ever seen or something far better, there is no way to tell.

I see a traumatic situation being played out on a national scale and I wonder what will happen afterwards. I see pain and hope and I see death and birth.

I am not trying to be poetic or profound, I am just rambling along from 10,000 miles away and wondering if that could be me over there and if it was what would I do.

I am a leftist who moved to the far right and then back to the center, albeit still a little to the right. I am a person who is torn because I look at those who murder and in my head I call them animals and think thoughts that I am ashamed to say outloud.

There is something sad when you lose sight of the humanity of others, but at the same time I am unwilling to lie down and be a martyr for the sake of martyrdom.

Chaos, chaos, chaos. What will things look like when the dust settles.

Hi folks,

I mentioned Ledge End in passing in an earlier post but I thought that I’d point him out again because I find many of the stories on his blog to be interesting.

A reader emailed to ask if that was really the voice of the Shmata Queen. The answer is that I asked my my aunt Millie to help me out with this. I couldn’t tell you what the Shmata Queen really sounds like but I imagine that Fran Drescher knows, or maybe not.