Ram... D3

Day 3

I cannot blog from a tablet. (At least not on any regular basis.)

(On a related note, my laptop and VCR died the same day.)

Ram... D2

Day 2

I never dreamed about being anything or going anywhere.

(Ram = Random things about me)

Random things about me...

Day 1

I have the patience of Internet Explorer.

(I had the thought of doing this as a list of ten items, but could barely come up with three off the top of my head, so I figured that doing this as a random daily post instead will force me to come up with something as well as to post on a regular basis.)

Imagine if...

.. every celebrity with enough power or financial status found such a worthwhile cause that so moved them to take action...

Burn your burkha

 

There should be a "Burn your burkha for Farkhunda" Day.

 

Burn your hijab, niqab, chador or whatever else the f*** there is... for Farkhunda.

 

No, I'm not a hater. I have no religious affiliations. I am not an atheist.

 

Whether it be a hijab, niqab or burkha... burn it... publicly... and stop wearing them. I can guarantee you that there are countries that women just could not do it. Not for fear of death, but because if would BE death. Women who have moved abroad... you had the ability to MOVE abroad in the first place. But it is a sign of modesty, or religious faith you argue? Right... so you cover your head or body as a sign of modesty, yet you wear makeup... eyeliner, mascara, lipstick, eyebrow pencil, you name it... To that I say... I am one hundred percent certain that she was more faithful to her religion than you OR the men (and I use that term loosely) who stoned, stomped, murdered and burned her.

 

Yes, I'm a little late to this party, and I've been thinking about it for a while. What to say, whether or not I should say anything. But you know what? The thing is I... me... little old me... I CAN say something from this little corner of the internet.

 

Disclaimer: There is a hint of sarcasm to this post. It is directed to women in "westernized" nations. Please don't if your life is truly at risk.

Twitter?

What the hell is the world coming to. Seriously. I actually entertained the idea of joining Twitter, for the sole purpose of giving advice to the Trump Administration. Which is worse, that the President of the United States AND his Press Secretary are on Twitter, or that I actually considered it?