Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Dan Brown was right!!!

Anyone else heard about this little bitty scrap of papyrus that is rocking the world at the moment?  Seems - are you ready - Jesus had a wife!  And she was one of his disciples!  None other than Mary Magdelene, purported by previous chroniclers to be of the sleaziest profession, a prostitute!  Now, it occurs to me that the only way I know anything is from what I am told.  The Catholics seem to know (not think but KNOW) that Jesus was celibate, a true goody-two-shoes of a man-god, who glowed in the dark and regularly levitated.  I think that is not true, and have thought that for a while, ever since I got sober and became capable of independent thought.  And damned if I wasn't right!  I now think that there is, in the Vatican archives, scads of such truth that is being suppressed to the benefit of the Church.  After all, the Catholics (and a lot of other so-called Christian dogmas) have a lock on their parishioners (and their pocketbooks).  Without benefit of the sacraments, these poor folks will be toasted extra-crispy in the afterworld.  Or, even worse, float around in Limbo nothingness.  Forever.  Ah, but open your wallet every Sunday, and every Holy Day of Obligation, and there are scads of those, and voila!  Grace will rain on you and you get to be a goody-two-shoes, too!  Except goody-two-shoesdom is BORING.  I would rather be a practicing human being, one who occasionally gets caught in the Mixmaster of my own mind and ego, and screw up.  Luckily, I usually recognize that moment of error, and have some tools to clean up my messes.  And work toward not doing it again.  Of course, I think it is easier to be a Catholic if you are of the male (heterosexual) persuasion to begin with.  And, since I am violently female, I am discounted by the Church, banned from channeling Jesus directly, relegated to always be kind of dirty around the edges.  Funny how THAT is up at the moment, too.  Pious (male) Republicans blatantly putting half the human race beneath the other.  That has been going on for 3,000 freaking years!  And I cannot blame just the male half of the race for that.  A lot of women buy their wholesale disdain.  Really, folks.  Let's all just get real, and call a spade a spade.  What incites hatred and suppression in men?  Why, FEAR, of course.  These great big guys are terrified of women, as if we are going to sap them of their power.  Really, like they have any, anyway.  Men only have the power we have given to them.  Turn my back and walk away, and they are just bags of hot air, after all.  Nice that they now have such an apt spokesperson running for President, isn't it.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

The thing about dogs...

I have two dogs.  They are not the same two dogs I had 14 years ago.  One of those is dead, my sweet Boo boy, dearest animal ever.  Broke my heart.  Just went through the anniversary of the day I had to hold him as he breathed his last breath.  I cried, my friend who went with me cried, the vet cried.  The other dog, Beany, now lives with my ex.  He was mine to begin with, as in I bought him.  But he always belonged to the man, and when we split, he went home with him, not me.  So Boo and I settled into coupledom here in the little yellow house, till he got kind of poochy and droopy, so I got him a puppy.  I got all kinds of flack from folks around me.  Why didn't I adopt a shelter dog?  How could I order one online?  You're going to get a sick puppy, they told me.  Well, I knew what I wanted, and the odds of a shelter having that were slim to none, I am old and don't have that many years left so I deserve to have what I want, and I got Pickle online so I could have exactly what I wanted when I wanted her.  She is napping under the computer desk at the moment, sweet little Pekingese lady, all blond and glamorous.  She came from Missouri, and my friend who accompanied me on the Pickle pickup party will never forget the experience.  She came with papers, a vet certificate, and a bag of food.  Perfectly healthy pup.  And, when Boo died three years later, I waited seven months for the worst of the pain to subside, and did not order up another little black Pekingese, though that was tempting.  No, I got a black and white Shipoo, shihtzu poodle mix, Punkin, mostly known as the Punk.  He is smallish, like 10 lbs, fluffy like a shihtzu but with a little longer nose, adorable.  Also perfectly healthy pup.  And my friend, who got a puppy from a litter her dear friend whelped, is dealing with parvo.  Lord, I feel so grateful.  Professional breeders like the ones I dealt with know that they can get puppy shots from the local feed store and give them without benefit of a vet.  The only vaccination that requires a vet is rabies, and that is so the prevailing government can get you to license your pets.  So, puppyfind.com is a deal, really.  Even when your puppy comes from Missouri and has to change planes in Texas.