My take on social networking sites
At twenty I moved across the country to be with a military man, like so many others do. I knew less than nothing and was obnoxious enough to pretend otherwise. At thirty, I've learned to not give advice. For three reasons: 1. No one listens anyway. 2. Advice is what they ask for when they already know the answer and would just prefer a hug. 3. I really don't know everything.
I'm hard to get to know. In fact I've been given grief for the way I am in writing. Too formal, too stiff, too distant...wouldn't those people die if they got to read my erotica?! I choose not to engage too many people in writing because of this shortcoming. It's not a matter of not liking you. It's a matter of not knowing you well enough to feel comfortable to say what I want to say and not worry about your mental well being. Don't be offended. Just ask me for a phone call. :)
I'm an odd kinda girl. I'm too left of center to be normal and too right of center to be considered truly weird. It always irks me when people explain me away before a person gets to know me... "Oh that's just Morgana." "You'd have to know her, to understand her." and more. The truth is I doubt that anyone really knows me. Can you tell me what my favorite color is? All time fav. actor is? What song I listen to when I'm sad? Then you probably spend little to no time with me if the answer is no. But that's okay..just don't be mad at me for not being your BFF on social sites or the real world. It is okay for me not to talk to you and give you access to every area of my life. It is okay for me want a better friendship than what those things will allow.
My list of all time favorite idiots on social networking sites are as follows:
1. the ones who have to post every thirty minutes to update their status to show how much they've accomplished or what thing they are about to do. C'mon...ask us a scintillating question....at least I have the decency to ask if you've ever text messaged break up, vajazzled your vajajay, and quote Dolly Parton.
2. the ones who post everytime they get into a fight or hate someone. Does the world need to know you had a fight? Is it everyone's business that your boss or lover is a jackass? Nope, I don't think so, in fact I would argue that the world knowing makes it infinitely harder to recover from said fight. But that's just me.
and last but not least 3. The jackasses who think they know you well enough to answer questions about you. Please don't do that. It's annoying. If you can't answer basic questions about me or have never met me....don't act like you are the one that has the right to answer such inane & nonsensical questions about me.
No I don't think you can know someone better through the internet or phone than you can in person. You don't know if he's a gentleman, has table manners, speaks well on the spot...and more. I do think that it can enhance an already in progress relationship. I met my husband over the phone and it was the damn dumbest thing I ever did. I was young and stupid and thank the Goddess that fools are protected because it could have ended so badly. So the likelihood of us being pals on the internet is slim, sweetheart...but if I'm ever in your neck of the woods you can buy me coffee.
The Modern Woman
The Modern Woman
I'm all for modernization, feminism, equality and destroying the glass ceiling...but what I find most insulting is the simple truth that young girls think they find empowerment in sex. That promiscuity leads to empowerment. That oral sex isn't sex...(huge eye roll here). That he loves you even if all you do together is have sex.
These girls are a direct slap in the face to every woman who has worked her fingers to bone, worked hard rather than sold out, forged a career rather than settle for being kept in a gilded cage. We have bled, cried, struggled, stumbled and fallen only to rise from our youthfullness to the blossom of womanhood. We are ripe with possibilities and the ability to make great things happen. What is it that makes us each other's enemies? Is it the desire for the prime mate? No joke there, but I guess if you wanted a wordplay you could say we struggle as primates for the prime mate. We each seek a certain ideology of what life is and should be and we become territorial to anything that could threaten it. Younger women, career choices, a move to a new town, church, family and on occasion, children.
We will fight tooth and nail to protect our interests even when it's only a perceived threat. It doesn't even have to be an actual attack or threat...just what we see as one and we are ready to smear war paint and march into battle against one another. It worries me that we'll fight each other but not hold the men accountable for anything. If boundaries are firmly in place in your relationship and one of you crosses those...isn't the other's job to take you to task and and demand an explanation..why would we curse another woman? She can't have sex with your husband unless he lets her...doesn't even matter if she's wearing nothing but a smile...can't be done unless he chooses to lay down with her.
I wish with all my heart that we, as women, could get our heads together and get it right. Let go of the snide comments, backhanded compliments and general bitchiness to bind together and move this world towards a loving and positive change.




