Fine, Let's Bang That Drum Again: Change

So, earlier I asked if you have the right to ask a risk-taker to tone down their lifestyle once you get hooked to them.

My opinion? No. You do not. And if they tell you you can go ahead and tell them how to change; don't. You'd fucking with what oughtn't be fucked.

In a nutshell.

My posting was inspired by the death of Steve Irwin. There are those who apprently think he should've "settled down" since he had kids. Yeah, as a kid, the first thing I wanna know is that my father gave up almost everything he loved so he could raise me -- sit in a fucking armchair with a remote and tell me how he "used to be like that" once.

Terri Irwin got a precious gift that most of us might never, ever, ever receive: She fell in love with someone who kept all the qualities that made him so loveable as the person he was when they first met. Bloody sweet, that. And she had it for a while. And then it got snatched. Love happens, death happens, it all is what it is.

Life's a truckload of hurts some days and there's no getting around that.

The point is, it's hard enough to be ourselves in the face of everyday life. It's harder still to remember who we are when we get lost in the arms of someone else. To be able to hang on to your identity despite your love for someone else and your wish to be with them, why, that's as downright admirable as it gets.

To hell with those who think otherwise.

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In other Croc-Hunter news, let me go on record to say that, while Germaine Greer periodically says something intelligent, I:

a) think she can be a complete twat who has done as much to hinder feminism as she has to further it. She's arrogant, dismissive of men, flighty, inconsistent, hypocritical, and far too militant for my tastes. (Despite my believing I'm a feminist, thank you very much. Ain't no fucking eunuch here, baby.)

b) think she's a far bigger bitch than I'd thought before now that I've read her comments on the death of Steve Irwin.

I do not believe that to be a strong woman I need to demoralize men. I believe that, as a strong, independent chick, I can exalt men in my life and cater to them as I wish, because I fucking well know who I am when I go to bed at night (most of the time; we all get a little too lost in our relationships some of the time). I take no backseat to any man. But I'll hold the door open for 'em if they'll let me, because I have nothing to prove. I'm empowered by the mere fact that I don't need to seek power, all right?

I'd get into my whole beef about how feminism has been executed, but I'm too tired and it'd take too damned long. Suffice to say that while I fight for my equality, I don't think it needs to come at the cost of emasculating men. There's room enough for us both, and I don't think chicks like Greer understand that concept, but then I don't like her enough to read her work. I listen to others gripe about her and praise her, so I'm ignorant, but by choice.