tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8345035765791206260.post4227026701142904551..comments2023-10-24T10:34:38.625-04:00Comments on Lakota Phillips' Hole in the Wall: 2010? No Silly, it's 1950s Stepford AmericaLakotahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14028892947791179389noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8345035765791206260.post-141583798294480642010-07-29T16:03:08.935-04:002010-07-29T16:03:08.935-04:00Are you fucking kidding me? As I suppose was the i...Are you fucking kidding me? As I suppose was the intent- I'm speechless. <br /><br />How about I wasn't given dolls to play with as a child. How about I have 5 brothers. How about neither one of those was my personal doing. And, nature/nurture being what it is, I LOVE who I am today. <br /><br />I can rock a pair of stilettos with my LBD and my ever classic pearls. Is that because I'm a girly girl? <br /><br />No. Its because inside I'm a "tom-boy." I have faced (sometimes conquering, sometimes not *which is useful too*) challenges that pink lace bedecked sheltered girls haven't. I KNOW who I am, how far I can push and be pushed. I don't have to look to anyone for where my place in my world is-I'm a lover AND a fighter just like the boys.<br /><br />And lets get clear on one more thing. If all the world's women were turned into simpering, dis- abled individuals, someone would have to step up and take care of them. Where is the drug to make men, MEN? <br /><br />I take care of myself, my two children, bills, schoolwork, doctor appointments, job demands day in and day out. Why? Because my ex-husband didn't know how or couldn't be bothered- GOD help my two girls if I had been turned into mush in the womb.Saxon_Spadeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01595948338924464174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8345035765791206260.post-23435624462463849452010-07-04T15:01:09.126-04:002010-07-04T15:01:09.126-04:00Wow. According to them, I'm all wrong. I never...Wow. According to them, I'm all wrong. I never fantasized about having kids; hell, I never LIKED kids until I was in my mid-twenties and met some cool cousins. <br /><br />But ask anyone what sort of mom I am... go on. I dare you.<br /><br />And then we'll give a nice, big, fat FINGER to those assholes. The ones who say I'm abnormal.Susan Helene Gottfriedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12778191943289129869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8345035765791206260.post-25944004357523357302010-06-30T18:19:09.550-04:002010-06-30T18:19:09.550-04:00that is insanity. W-T-F?that is insanity. W-T-F?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com