Ann Coulter's recent uses of the r-word have been in all the mainstream media, twitter users are retweeting, bloggers are posting... and I'm saddened that we still have to have this conversation.
Let's be very clear, using the r-word is hate speech. It insults an entire group of people, many of whom are unable to speak up for themselves. It is hate speech just the same way that the n-word is. It's not acceptable anymore to use racial slurs or pejorative terms about a person's sexuality. But somehow this one still hangs on. Why? John Franklin Stephens is fortunate enough to be a voice for his fellow Special Olympians and responded with An Open Letter to Ann Coulter. He's also said this.
Maybe you know that my son Paul has Down syndrome. He also has severe speech delay. What he is able to express verbally or even with the help of an augmentative device is far far less than what is going on in his thoughts, his emotions, or his cognitive ability. I know this because I see his frustration when I don't understand what he is telling me. I see how he plays with his Disney character figures and know that he is telling amazing stories in his head about them (Scar and Cinderella having a picnic?) and I want to know the story too! I also know, as every mother does, that he does not like being left out and he most certainly does not want to be made fun of. And since he can't say it for himself, I am here to say it for him. He'd like to be friends with everyone, even those who give him the side eye.
Our culture has become one of bullying and aggression. There are campaigns against bullying and everyone is on board. Absolutely. Bullying is bad and should be eradicated. Can you not see that using the r-word is also bullying? Go back up there and read John Franklin Stephen's words again.
Does our country support free speech? Yes. Can Ann Coulter or you or anyone say whatever they like under the First Amendment? Absolutely. But that doesn't make hate speech acceptable. And I am going to use my First Amendment rights to call you on it.
Every. Single. Time.
Random musings on motherhood, life with twins, kids with special needs, organization, the perils of perfectionism, crafts, and whatever else I need to get out of my brain...
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
This Year's Book Goal
Just finished Book #53 so I'm ahead of last year's pace. Yay me! Stay tuned for the end-of-year tally and recommended book list!
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
I Can Speak Bird
Around 4:30 a.m. the birds starts singing their little heads off. I used to think they were singing "Tweet tweet! Welcome to the new day! Tweet Tweet! The sun will be up soon! Tweet Tweet!" accompanied by cavorting deer and scampering squirrels while tying bows around the trees a la Disney.
But what they are really saying is "Tweet tweet! Let's piss off all the menopausal women who are trying to go back to sleep! Bwahahahahahahaha! Tweet tweet!" while twirling teeny tiny mustaches.
But what they are really saying is "Tweet tweet! Let's piss off all the menopausal women who are trying to go back to sleep! Bwahahahahahahaha! Tweet tweet!" while twirling teeny tiny mustaches.
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Random Thoughts in the Middle of the Night
I'm blaming a lot of things on menopause lately (inability to lose weight, eyebrow hairs that decided to migrate to my chin, dry skin, the all-purpose insanity). But the one thing I really hate is the fact that I wake up at night and can't go back to sleep. My husband will attest to the fact that I love to sleep and that I get mean when I am tired. (I can hear him in my head attesting strongly right now.) So what to do? Once I got a basket of ironing done. But as nice as that was, the next morning I was tired, mean and had a burn on my finger. Reading doesn't work because if it's a crap book I feel disappointed and if it's a good book I won't put it down and then there's that tired and mean thing to deal with. Housework is out. I don't like doing that when I'm awake so why would I do that when I'm supposed to be sleeping? So usually I just lie there trying not to wake everyone up. I make a lot of mental to-do lists. I plan a lot of scrapbook pages, stitching projects, home decor and organization projects. I'm good about the planning and starting, not so good with the finishing. (There goes my husband attesting strongly in my head again. What is with him?) I plan a lot of parties that I may or may not have an excuse for. I make imaginary recipes based on what I have in my cupboards. I spend the money I'd win in the lottery if I ever bothered to buy a ticket. I talk to folks in my head - things I need to remember to tell them, things I should have said, things I'd never say but wish I could.
In other words, normal stuff.
But more often my thinking goes like this:
In other words, normal stuff.
But more often my thinking goes like this:
- You know that picture of Sissy Spacek that Amy Leibovitz took of her standing near a river with her husband on the horse? The one where you can't see any of her husband except his leg? Well, I sure hope that Sissy Spacek has a picture like that in her house where you can see the rest of her husband. Because she'd like to see him, I'm sure. And at Annie Leibovitz prices, you should have the whole person or at least get a heavy discount. Why I care about the state of Sissy Spacek's picture frames is your guess as good as mine.
- But Annie Leibovitz does take a good picture. Except for some of those Disney ads, they were a bit creepy. But those ones she took of the Queen were nice. Except she wanted the Queen to take off her tiara to make it "less fancy." How can the Queen be less fancy? She's the Queen. I think it's in her DNA. There's a fanciness chromosome, I'm pretty sure. Why not just take her photo in her pajamas if you're going for less fancy. Just shoot the mystique right in the foot and be done with it. Though if I was the Queen I'd probably wear the tiara with my pajamas. Because, you know, why not?
- I saw a documentary once where Queen Elizabeth was chatting with a painter as she sat for a portrait. They got to talking about the corgis and she mentioned that they bite. Do they really bite or is she just using that excuse to keep people from getting too close? Because, you know, she's the Queen. They probably don't get that close unless she wants them to. And if so, presumably the corgis would think "well ok, this one can be trusted." Does she just say that to wind people up? "Oh ho, you should watch it, Prime Minister, or I'll have to set the corgis on you. Ha ha!" What's the protocol if HM's corgi bites you? Do you still have to call her M'aam while you're screaming and shaking off a corgi? Swearing is probably right out of the question.
- Maybe the Queen has plastic bags and dog biscuits in her purse. I'm sure she doesn't have half the crap I have in mine. No wonder I need chiropractic care. But every time I try to pare down, I end up putting all that crap back in. But at least my cell phone is little now. Remember when they were new and were the size of a brick? And getting service was a surprise every time? And the phone company would just change your phone number whenever they wanted to? Without telling you? And you were getting a complex about no one calling you? I bet my grandchildren will just have cell phones hardwired into their heads at birth. They'll just pop out with all kinds of technology built right in.
- Grandchildren?! Where the hell did that come from? I've got a good 15 years before I have to think about those. I better have that long or those grandchildren will be orphans. But that would mean I'd have to raise them. And then my back will still hurt because I'll still be carrying spare underwear and crayons and Happy Meal toys in my purse. Ok, enough about the grandchildren. Not thinking about them anymore.
- Though a girl would be nice... and what would my grandma name be...
Is it any wonder that I don't get any sleep?
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Life With Boys III
Overheard at the bus stop:
"I can too do the shoulder!"
"You're nuts, that's impossible."
"I can do the back of the knee."
"You're as nuts as he is."
"Bet mine is the loudest though."
"Bet it's not!"
"Bet it is!"
Armpit farts.
"I can too do the shoulder!"
"You're nuts, that's impossible."
"I can do the back of the knee."
"You're as nuts as he is."
"Bet mine is the loudest though."
"Bet it's not!"
"Bet it is!"
Armpit farts.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Ten Celebrations for Ten Years
We certainly didn't set out to celebrate in this way, but it could become a trend... (not really!)
- Cake & ice cream with the local relatives.
- K. takes them to SkyZone!
- Actual birthday - wake up to balloons, birthday treats at school, then special dinner & presents with Mom & Dad
- Dinner out with Grandma
- Visit to Strong Museum with our friends the C's and we celebrate S.'s birthday too.
- MagicQuest with the NJ & PA cousins.
- Cake & ice cream with the rest of the NJ relatives.
- Dinner at Friendly's (free coupons!) with our friend J. It's her birthday too!
- Treat (more free coupons!) at Barnes & Noble.
- And to round it out... the all-important spending of the birthday gift cards!
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Ten Things About You at Age 10
- If you could figure out how to play Wizard 101, Skype with your cousins, play on your DS, eat, and still be able to roam around the house, your life would be set.
- Ipod Touch!
- You and Dad are bonding over 3 Stooges episodes.
- You've got quite the witty sense of humor and are quick with plays-on-words and puns.
- Fourth grade has not been wonderful this year, but we're working on it. Art Club was a bright spot.
- You've taken to calling your brother "B". At first I thought it was "Bee" but it's "B" as in Baby B (you, of course, were Baby A).
- I love that you use words like "shall" in everyday conversation.
- Making balloon animals is a new obsession.
- When you find a good book, you can't put it down. A series is even better. Last weekend you started and finished a 200 page book and wanted to know did we get books 2, 3 & 4 from the library too?
- You and Dad have been going to Mandarin Kung Fu twice a week and I catch you practicing your stances when you think no one is looking.
- You're starting to make up jokes and silly games and your teacher reports that you're very funny at school.
- If you could have the Christmas tree up all year you would.
- Dance class is still going great. Once you get there, that is.
- The "David" books by David Shannon crack you up, and you'll sit there reading them to yourself now.
- You still love your hats and now you think everyone should wear one too. But oddly enough the hat love does not extend to baseball caps. You will absolutely not wear one of those. You look at me with an expression that says "Too common! Everyone wears those, darling."
- You've moved on from the Wiggles & Barney to Hi-5 and love to sing and dance with the show. You also really love Signing Time and sing and sign and talk with Rachel, Leah & Alex.
- We got a touch screen laptop and you have been figuring it out quickly!
- This year at Fantasy Island we let you go on most of the rides without a grownup. You were so proud of yourself!
- You love to buy lunch at school when it is spaghetti or turkey & mashed potatoes.
- You are only a morning person when there is no school.
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