A Woman needs a Man like a Fish needs a Bicycle

Or so thinks Maureen Dowd, a columnist for the New York Times who is known for her feminist, ‘girl-power’ principles. Her latest bestselling book, titled “Are Men Necessary?” has stirred up some controversy from an unpredicted audience, women.
Now I know that my female counterparts are struggling to answer this question now I have asked it, so I will throw in my two cents.
I will try to look at this situation as an average, secular, independent, bitter, North American woman would look at it – a.k.a Maureen Dowd.
Point the First:
Thanks to the progression of the Women’s Liberation movement – which in my opinion has been making strides since the late nineteenth century - women are able to own their own property, vote and are no longer burned at the stake after being accused of witchcraft – at least not in the Northern States. A women can own, say and do what any man can in the eyes of the government.
Point the Second:
Thanks to some enlightened ladies of the ‘40s and ‘50s, there came a broad emancipation (no pun intended) for women in the workplace. Women began to realize that perhaps breasts don’t necessarily make it impossible to drive a bus or be a police officer. There came the call for equality of the sexes in the workforce. Many people, myself included, attribute this to the Second World War. Our brave boys went overseas and left their women to build cars and perform other such ‘manly’ occupations. Once the men got home, women were no longer satisfied reading Red Book and cleaning the bathroom all day. So thanks to the good ladies who didn’t giggle when their bossed spanked them, women began to demand more respect in the workplace. A woman can hold any job a man can – within reason, by which I mean a woman can’t be a male stripper. I suppose that’s not even true if you ride the tranny train. Anyway, women can pursue any career that their hearts desire.
Point the Third:
What about children? Thanks to the magic of modern technology and artificial insemination, a woman can be impregnated by a man she’ll never meet. I suppose the same effect could come with a ruffee, but this is far less disturbing. So women don’t even need a man to have children and raise a family.
Point the Fourth:
Companionship. Well thanks to idols such as KD Lang and Ellen Degenerate…oh sorry, Degenerous, the lesbians of America have crawled out from the grimy nightclubs into parades and primetime television. Women don’t even need to rely on men for sex or companionship anymore.

So, it really looks like we don’t need men doesn’t it? Wow.
Now let’s hear what Lakweesha has to say about all this.

Rebuttal to Point the First:
Rock the freak on! If I want to own a emu farm in the outback, I’m going to own a bloody emu farm in the outback!
Rebuttal to Point the Second:
Fantastic. I am certainly appreciative that I live in a day in age which allows me to follow any career aspirations that I may have. Now if I could just find a way to get the money to do that, maybe it would mean more to me.
Rebuttal to Point the Third:
I cannot wholly refute this fact. But I cannot wholly condone it. The best situation to raise a child in is a home with a father and mother who love each other. And I cannot be moved from this. But I do see that other circumstance prevent this, and in those cases, exceptions need to be made.

Lakweesha! It sounds as if you have joined the bandwagon. Fear not…

Rebuttal the Point the Fourth:
WHAT!!?? It frightens me that repetitive rejection and low self-esteem can lead to, this! May I state this unwavering proclamation today, in the witness of all who read this?
I Lakweesha, no matter how many times I am rejected, no matter how many times the man I fall for goes for one of my roommates, no matter how many times I hear the phrase “you’re a great friend,” or “you’re just like one of the guys”, I will love my men!
I don’t get it. These women, are their no good guys where they grew up? Men are sexy! At least sexy men are sexy. There’s something about every man that makes him sexy for someone. For the most part they have an amazing sense of humor, an innate ability to protect and an impressive knowledge of some major sport. Now I know that I generalize, but a nice guy is not hard to find, and they truly do make great friends, at the least they’re usually good for bringing some drama into your life. Men inhibit so many things that I will never understand, and I am determined to spend the greater portion of my life figuring them out.

So for me, Men will always be necessary. As easily as I am confused and hurt by them, life just wouldn’t be the same without them. I could own my own home, be the CEO of a major corporation and have as many invitro-babies as my heart desires. But how hollow it would be if I couldn’t mock, analyze or laugh with a good man.

TB Free and Filled with Glee

Well, it's official, I don't have TB. I can't tell you how much of a relief that is to me. But now I really don't why I've been coughing up blood for the past month. No matter.

I drove to High River on Monday to get a TB test, and I had to drive back today to get the follow-up. What is the common protocol for celebrating being 'TB Free'? Oh, I'm sure I'll think of something.

This was one of the last hurdles that I had to jump on my journey to the mission field. Tuesday was my 21st birthday, and I submitted my papers to my Bishop and Sunday I will meet with my Stake President. Hopefully come Christmas time I will know where I'm going and when I'm going to get there.
It's really sobering to have gotten this far, and although it's been hairy thus far, I know it's going to get hairier still. So I'm prepared for a bombshell like, you have unpaid library fees that prohibit you from leaving the country until they're rectified.

So I will soon lose my civilian status and be promoted to missionary.

My birthday festivities also included a fan-freakin-tastic birthday party last Thursday, followed by subsequent 'after-shock' parties on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. On Tuesday I had my free dinner at Denny's, a birthday must, with some friends and then went and watched Kiera Knightly try to portray an intellectual, independent Elizabeth Bennett. I mean honestly, Elizabeth Bennett is one of the most amazing woman in the history of English literature, and they get the Pirates of the Carribean chick to play her. Needless to say the movie was far inferior to it's A & E counterpart, starring the scrumtralescent Colin Firth. But I think I'm through with sappy love movies for awhile. Give me the mindless action or delicious comedy.
So it was a good birthday all in all, I'm a little older, I'm a little wiser...and I've acquired a new nickname via Joel M. - Oldy Hawn. Good one Joel, good one.