SRS BSNS - Tactical Ninja
Dec. 10th, 2010
09:50 am - SRS BSNS
The other day I went looking to find more info about possible triggers for pompholyx*. Among the things I found was a reference to some perfumes because they often contain weird ingredients. Unfortunately for my fingers, I then got distracted looking up weird ingredients in perfume. Perhaps one of the weirdest is Hyraceum, known to the beautifully literal** South Africans as "Dassiepis". That article up there is really interesting, by the way, and probably especially for you, pombagira.
So anyway, since I learned this, I've been noticing a lot of ads for perfume and cologne on those pavement billboard things, you know the ones - soft focus, semi naked girl or guy staring into the camera in a sultry way, epitomising whatever scent they are selling...
.. and I am resisting an increasing urge to get a felt and write "May contain traces of rock hyrax poo" on them. Because I'm 12.
Speaking of which, back in the olden days when I was growing up in Northland, any time we said "Meanwhile.." it was followed by ".. back at the marae..". It was a take on "Meanwhile, back at the ranch.." which probably came from old western movies. But these days, even though every time I say "Meanwhile" I want to follow it up with "back at the marae", I don't. Because even though nobody ever found it offensive when I was growing up, I've been nailed enough times for real and imagined cultural appropriation that now I'm just afraid to, in case someone sees it that way and I end up feeling bad for blindly trompling on people.
I don't know whether to be happy that I've learned this lesson or sad that I have to let go of something that as kids, we all (maori, pakeha and tauiwi alike) found hilarious.
Um, anyway. I was going to mention the spam I got this morning:
"Hello friend,My name is Sgt Paul Moore U.S. Army Iraq I have a monetary deal for you. If interested reply using my most private email:
email@example.com God bless America, Sgt Paul"
Taking bets on whether this guy's really American, and resisting the urge to email back going "Dude, I don't want your money, but if you have any classified cables...."
Oh, if you believe in the power of petitions, there's one here to stop the campaign against WikiLeaks. I'm on the fence about the DDoS attacks on companies that have withdrawn their support for WikiLeaks. I can see the intent and do believe in taking action when you don't have an alternative course, but I can also see how financially harmful taking down Visa and Mastercard could be to people who rely on them. I think I'm more on the side of activism in this case. But I'm not a hacker so I signed the petition and will spout my opinion impotently to the tiny corner of the internet that actually reads this.
Further to yesterday, I'm amazed at how many people think it's perfectly fine to remove the right to vote from people in a democracy, because they've been convicted of a crime. To me, this is a demonstration of how many people think prison is about revenge - because the removal of the right to vote serves no other purpose than to dehumanise the person it's removed from, and dehumanisation doesn't do anything to rehabilitate criminals or make reparation to victims, or to protect society from crime. I guess it prevents those prisoners from voting against whatever government incarcerated them. And we all know the prison vote is so powerful, right? Right?
*sigh* Pointless othering, as richdrich said yesterday. And it makes me sad that we've sunk to that level in a country that used to be proud of its progressive laws.
I have left my cellphone at home today. If you need to get in touch, please email. Also, only three sheep to shear this weekend! Whatever shall I do with myself? Suggestions welcome..
* I have been doing the fish oil thing and also trying to destress, and *touchwood* I haven't had an itchy outbreak for 24 hours. Looking into my skin I can't see any newly-formed vesicles. Yay!
** They also call cigarette butts "Stompies". ;-)