Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
As this blog has observed repeatedly — there’s something kind of strange about people nowadays. Two subjects they just can’t handle in any way, which you can tell by the steady stream of crap that comes out of their mouths when the subjects come up, are these: Terrorist attacks and young ladies in skimpy clothes. Someone who’s just gotten done flinging spittle around the room, pontificating about how a freakin’ hurricane is President Bush’s fault, will act like a terrorist attack is…nobody’s fault. Or, maybe that’s Bush’s fault, too. Or it’s just something that happens from time to time, not a big deal, you’re more likely to be struck by lightning, so don’t worry about it. And certainly, nobody actually went out of their way to get the terrorist attack done. It just happened. Boom, oopsie, move on.
Regarding the young ladies who aren’t wearing a lot of clothes, I strongly suspect that the ones over age eighteen who look decent, aren’t really bothering anyone — it appears we’re stuck in some kind of mode where everybody is pretending to be offended on behalf of everybody else. That certainly does seem to be the case here, in which the male kitchen workers at an all-female Oxford College dorm, are supposed to be “upset” that the student body is showing a little too much, ya know, student body. At beakfast. The male kitchen workers. Article makes mention of the unsettled reaction of the poor blokes, and it’s more than a little strange that the article mentions no blokes, at all, by name or by quote, whatsoever.
Students of St Hilda’s college at Oxford University have been ordered to dress properly for breakfast. Some were arriving for their morning cup of tea wearing the naughtiest of nightgowns. Or pyjamas that left little to the imagination. They claimed that with no men in the all-female halls of residence, there was no need for decorum.
But the kitchen staff – particularly the handful of men among them – hardly knew where to look.
Revealing nightwear best left to the boudoir has now been banned.
The order to cover up has not gone down well with students, however, who claim breakfasting in their nightclothes is one of the privileges of studying at an all-girls college. Arielle Goodley, a 20-year-old English literature and psychology student, received a written warning for wearing a lacy nightie and skimpy dressing gown after the ban was imposed.
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“They are claiming that it makes the young male serving staff uncomfortable, but we know that’s not true. Whenever we’ve asked the men themselves, they say it doesn’t bother them at all. In reality it’s the older women working there who seem to be making a fuss.”
This is abuse of authority plain and simple. There is no ambiguity going on at all — the Dean, Dr. Amanda Cooper-Sarkar, is order, and the hottie, Arielle Goodley, is chaos. Order, and chaos. Yet the thinking individual must tie his brain up into knots in order to take the ravings of “order” at face-value. The men are upset? The men don’t “know where to look?” What kind of men are these?
Arielle, who is chaos, on the other hand makes perfect sense. A bunch of bitter middle-aged old biddies are passing out new rules and blaming their rigidity and insecurity on the men. Who hasn’t seen that before? I normally side against college kids who want to start mini-revolutions the first time they bump up against rules they don’t want to follow…and I’m inclined to continue that informal policy here. But as far as what’s going on, Ms. Goodley’s comments are perfectly rational, and achieve perfect comportation with my own experiences about such things. As far as what’s going on, I have no reason not to believe each and every word that comes out of her mouth.
Especially that part about asking the guys if it’s okay, and being told hell yes!
Now sometimes, it’s only logical to create new rules in certain situations demanding greater coverage and modesty. This may be one of those times. But when that comes to pass, why, oh why, can’t people just put together one or two sentences that are honest & make sense, and use them? Why do they have to spin so much crap?
And what is up with these cranky women with degrees and hyphenated last names? It seems they are disproportionately represented in these teapot-tempests. Jealousy? You’d think the hyphenated female authorities would at least put some effort into making it look like something else.
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