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Found this about a year ago, and re-found it today. :)

October 10th, 2010 (01:07 pm)

current mood: amused
current song: Star Wars Lego music in the background.


This morning I was awoken by my alarm clock powered by electricity generated by the public power monopoly regulated by the US department of energy. I then took a shower in the clean water provided by the municipal water utility. After that, I turned on the TV to one of the FCC regulated channels to see what the national weather service of the national oceanographic and atmospheric administration determined the weather was going to be like using satellites designed, built, and launched by the national aeronautics and space administration. I watched this while eating my breakfast of US department of agriculture inspected food and taking the drugs which have been determined as safe by the food and drug administration.

At the appropriate time as regulated by the US congress and kept accurate by the national institute of standards and technology and the US naval observatory, I get into my national highway traffic safety administration approved automobile and set out to work on the roads build by the local, state, and federal departments of transportation, possibly stopping to purchase additional fuel of a quality level determined by the environmental protection agency, using legal tender issed by the federal reserve bank. On the way out the door I deposit any mail I have to be sent out via the US postal service and drop the kids off at the public school.

After spending another day not being maimed or killed at work thanks to the workplace regulations imposed by the department of labor and the occupational safety and health administration, enjoying another two meals which again do not kill me because of the USDA, I drive my NHTSA car back home on the DOT roads, to ny house which has not burned down in my absence because of the state and local building codes and fire marshal’s inspection, and which has not been plundered of all it’s valuables thanks to the local police department.

I then log on to the internet which was developed by the defense advanced research projects administration and post on freerepublic.com and fox news forums about how SOCIALISM in medicine is BAD because the government can’t do anything right.

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1st Anthro assignment

January 11th, 2010 (11:22 am)

current location: Olympic College
current mood: creative
current song: U2-Where the Streets Have No Name

After reading Miners "Body Ritual Among the Nacirema" (https://www.msu.edu/~jdowell/miner.html) we were asked to form a response to the question "why do they do that?" regarding or more of their rituals.
Here is that response. Don't take it seriously(I didn't!).

Laura Miles
Anthropology 206
January 6, 2010

Ritual Behavior among the “Nacirema” People

The part of Nacirema culture that I will attempt to understand is why they largely consider all things regarding sexuality and reproduction in nature to be taboo.

Over eighty-percent of Nacirema people are largely fascinated with an ancient book which they believe their ancestral people created with guidance from an ET (extraterrestrial), who is also responsible for their existence. This text contains several adventurous tales, many of which end in tragedy. Many of the members of the Nacirema accept the entire contents of this book as truth, and as such use it as a “universal instruction manual” of sorts.

The belief goes that if one follows the instructions implicitly in the manual; they will get to meet the ET. However, most Nacirema people find difficulty with following all of this book’s instruction consistently and therefore have the option of asking for forgiveness from the ET, often with the help of a representative mediator whose job is to determine what punishments are sufficient for not adhering to the ET’s teachings.

Among those who accept its contents as factual, to question the ideas presented in the book is unthinkable, even when they are presented with obvious editorial oversights.

The first mention of reproductive taboo in the instruction manual can be found in its opening chapter. Before the third section of the opening chapter, there is nothing but good in the entire world. One of two characters introduced is encouraged by a talking reptile to eat (and subsequently share) a piece of magical “knowledge-containing fruit” that was put well within reach but forbidden. (It is interesting to note that she was never told why she shouldn’t, much like a parent tells a child not to do something “because I say so!.” But I digress.) According to this story, one bite of this magic fruit floods humanity with the idea of evil, affecting the representation of all of humankind forever. One of the primary things heaped upon them is the notion of their differing sexuality. Since the two originating characters in the book were surprisingly not yet aware of their own physical form until after the fateful food-bites, individual sexuality lies at the heart of the culture’s taboo, and therefore must be considered evil, since all that was existent prior to this was good. As an example of this is an immediate mention of the characters making hasty efforts to cover themselves using clothing made from leaves. (Though it is not directly stated, the bulk of followers of ET believe that these clothes were used merely to hide genitalia as opposed to providing protection from the elements.) According the strictest of those followers, all things connected to sexuality; including reproduction, menstrual cycles and painful childbirth, originate with this original disobedience of ET.

Additionally in section III, chapters 12-20 of this manual, once can find several passages dedicated to specific instructions regarding who and what is considered clean or unclean(which can also be resourced to explain other ritualistic washing behaviors among the Nacirema), with one particular emphasis on the purification necessary following childbirth. In chapter eighteen it contains specific rules regarding with whom its followers may have sexual relations, with the punishment for breaking these rules ranging from isolation from the community to execution(as well as never getting to meet the ET!).

So perhaps it is out of long-held beliefs brought forth by this book’s teachings that the Nacirema are fastidiously modest and uncomfortable with their own sexuality. Since the bulk of Nacirema culture supports the rulings laid down in the book, particularly those involving any sexuality references, the rest of the Nacirema society initially may have chosen to “go along to get along”. Behaving immodestly or discussing/presenting sexuality in public by non-followers of the manual (such as the women afflicted with “hypermammary development” going from village to village and permitting the natives to stare at them for a fee) is discouraged by its followers, and today many laws prohibit followers and non-followers alike from acknowledging or displaying sexuality in public. (Some of the southernmost Nacireman communities also have laws that dictate what people may do in the privacy of their own homes in regards to sexuality, but these are rarely enforced.)

In closing, the part that I found the most interesting is this: Thought the Nacirema is one of the youngest civilizations in existence, it adheres to some of the oldest customs of morality on the planet, even frowning upon other, much older cultures who have adapted new customs. Truly puzzling!

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Randon mumblings

August 15th, 2009 (03:30 pm)

current mood: sleepy

Had a bake-o-thon these past two days, in preparation for Gma's memorial service t'morrow. Went to the party store in Silverdale to get some platters to serve everything on. There were themed platters on clearance. I thought that the pirate ones were sort of colorful and fun but I guess we're not going with an "arrrgh, matey!" theme. Still, I wound up in a fit of giggles thinking about pirate-themed memorial services.

Went up to the cash register and my card wouldn't work, which struck me as kind of odd. I had transferred $100 in there yesterday and expected the vast majority of it to be there. Paid cash and then stopped by good ol' BofA to find out what was up.

Apparently I had made serious mathematical errors which had resulted in 4 overdraft chgs(!!!), at $35 a pop. And the kicker is that they have a new policy in place that states that if you do not resolve overdrafts in 5 days they charge you another $35 for each screw-up. Yikes. This was at 12, the bank closes at 1.

Walked out to the car and as I was explaining to my hubby what had happened, the phone rang. His aunt in CA had just settled out of court for something or another and wants to split up the money she got out of the deal with her whole extended family.

we gave her the acct # at BofA. Problem solved and then some. Ahhhh.

I hope everything goes smoothly tomorrow. I am not expecting miracles and there's going to be some really awkward moments, I'm sure. I just hope everyone can play nice for just one day. There are some people that flat out do not get along or even attend the same functions because of mutual animosity, yet they will be in the same confined space tomorrow. Well, we'll see.

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June 30th, 2009 (11:13 pm)

So here it is 11ish at night and I am mostly awake, having been at the hospital all day with my 92 yo grandma. My mom found her on the floor next to her bed this morning, wearing yesterday's clothes and her head was in a puddle of blood, presumably from falling and hitting her nightstand last night. Adding to the hellishness of that is that my mother has had a reoccuring nightmare of this very event happening and now it has.

Since I arrived at the hospital first, I had to explain to the staff that my grandmother is a Christian Scientist-none of the rest of us are, we all have our hodgepodge of deity-choices and spiritual practices (or lack therof) but with her faith-system comes a bunch of rules, particularly as it applies to health care. I am second on her primary health-care-directive sheet, just after my mother. Grandma has two other sons, but she has never felt that either of them would follow her wishes if she were in a critical situation(She's probably right about them). I will though, it's not my life, so my rules don't matter.

Yet, during the day my sister and I were often pushed off to the side by one uncle and were treated like the kids at the other table on Thanksgiving! He actually made a point of telling us to not speak in our grandma's room unless we were talking to her...Umm...no. That's not acceptable. If I'm interrupting fine, call me out. But to actually say that nobody can talk, period unless it's to the person who should be resting, not chatting(which she wasn't really doing anyway, she's got dementia and today's fall set it on fire!)? Ridonkulous. I am almost 40 years old and have been T'n CB for 22 years. If you're not wearing a badge or a judge's robe, if you had no part in my conception and if I do not work for you, do not attempt to control me. It will not work out nicely for you. At one point I marched myself into her room after being told by my uncle to stay put in the waiting area(WTF??!) and introduced myself to the Dr, letting him know why I needed to be in the loop regarding what was happening with her medical care. I also made sure he got a copy of the directive so that pertinent information could be passed on to me.

The other uncle was so upset that he just rambled on all day about everything and nothing all at once. That I could handle, at least he wasn't mean or bossy. Just megachatty.

And mom mostly stayed in an alternating pattern of crying and panicking.

Oh! I was also indirectly reprimanded for putting an update on Facebook about her! Apparently the same uncle who was bossing us around throughout the day had not told his children about Gma's accident(they are on m' friends list). Oops. Sorry. Thought you would have told them. They're grown, they can take it. I told my daughter. In fact his son's wife is a Dr-I think I would have told them early on in the day.

And coming back 'round to Grandma, it now looks as though the head bonk is just the tip o' the iceberg. She agreed to let them take blood and based on some sort of enzyme reading she most likely had a heart attack in the last day or so. She has pneumonia. She has some sort of other infection that they cannot find. And she's having seizures/tremors and they don't know why. She agreed to let the hospital give her Ativan for anxiety. The last time she was admitted to a hospital was in 1946, the day the chatty uncle was born. Things have changed a wee bit in hospitals and she hasn't kept up with the times. She's genuinely scared out of her mind.

I realized today that my childhood belief that our family was really quite normal, sane and maybe a tad bit boring was an illusion. I have known this for a while but to see it in action was surreal. We've got control-freaks, "ignore-the-dead-horse-in-the-livingroom'ers", panickers, Eeyores, denialists and disbelievers. Some family members have multiple roles. Most of the family are also triangulators, if they have a problem with someone, they will not tell that person, just everyone else in hopes that by hearing it through the great family vineyard that person will magically change to suit the first-person's desires. What a crock! Maybe that is why I am so very direct. Maybe that's how I rebelled, by always letting a person that I am talking to know where they stand with me.

Okay an hour has gone by. I just got off of the phone with her nurse for the night who told me that she is sleeping(GOOD!) I should do the same. Where's MY Ativan?

breathe in....and out....repeat.

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From my sister:

June 29th, 2009 (02:05 pm)

current mood: bored
current song: Black Eyed Peas

Bored on a Monday!!!

Google results:

"Fox News" + "Fair and Balanced" = 275,000 results.

"Fox News" + "Bullshit" = 641,000 results.

We report, you decide. :)

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April 18th, 2009 (06:59 pm)

current location: chair in front of desk
current mood: working
current song: none yet...need to fix that!


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Stuck like glue...

March 27th, 2009 (10:25 am)

current mood: okay
current song: "Spin-cycle" by Kenmore

I'm sitting at a stagnant 30 pound loss (Ugh!)and I know exactly why. I have let myself make ridiculously bad food choices during spring break and then panicked/starved for the next day or two to make up for it. Healthier than stereotypically partying at some Florida beach I suppose, and definitely cheaper. Besides I'm just a wee bit to old for that sort of behavior!

Even still, it's no excuse. Every time I ate some sort of whatever-I-shouldn't-have, I had the choice not to. Nobody put a gun to my head. The time for excuses passed long, long ago. Accountability took its place.

A new quarter starts on Monday and I will again be able to get into that food routine that I had last quarter. Assuming that my classes are "light" enough this go-round, I may even be able to get in some "gym" time. Needs to happen...

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February 16th, 2009 (08:00 pm)

current mood: giggly
current song: My daughter singing while dish-washing

...pounds since January 16th.
One month.

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Snow-capped Ramblings on a Thursday Afternoon

December 18th, 2008 (12:19 pm)

current location: Living room
current mood: full

We are in a wild and wacky winter wonderland.

The heater has not stopped blowing out hot air for more than 5 minutes at a time, I think. My shopping is not done yet-I'll hopefully be able to take care of it tomorrow, even if I have to take the bus.

No lights are on in the house, the snow outside has brightened up everything quite nicely.

Our bellies are full of homemade hot chocolate and the driveway has smoothed out with fresh snowfall after being played in a few hours ago.

And in the midst of it all sunlight is just barely starting to peek through the cloud cover.

And here I sit, home-shopping again. Our landlord is losing our house to foreclosure, as well as her own. Not due to anything other than being a victim of a crappy economy. Seems to be the norm these days for many people. We're the lucky ones, we just get to live here for the next 2 months rent-free, then we 'll pack up, move, start over, meet new neighbors, use a new grocery store and drive new routes. We get a do-over. I think we have found a do-able house. Twice the size of this one and closer to OC, hubby's work and the kids' school. I would add "and not at risk of foreclosure" but neither was this one up until last night.

Our country/world is in fragile and yet exciting times. Change is good and scary and necessary and inevitable all at once.

All is exactly as it should be. Or something like that. Whatever, I think I'm getting cabin fever. I'm going outside to play now.

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The New "Battlestar Galactica"?

October 22nd, 2008 (08:39 pm)

current mood: silly

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