I was reading
this article yesterday about the wolves of Denali National Park in Alaska. The narrative is unflinching in its description of hunting practices, and it's also very long. It's worthwhile though: thought-provoking, sad, and beautiful. It's from January, but the central conflict - conservationists vs. hunters* - is one that is still
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a long time ago i got into the habit of telling everyone that i USED to be domesticated, but had since gone feral and was of no further use as a food cooking, house cleaning servant.
my ability to get second dates, and now any dates at all, decreased significantly.
sometimes i actually care. but mostly not.
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Yet another thing Patrairchy inflicts on women, taking the boys who would turn into decent men and going: "See? Pussy. Not human."
I know the feeling. I'm fairly equally attracted to males and females, but the people I consider respectful enough to be relationship material, and more so trust-them-to-tie-me-up material, are overwhelmingly female.
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I eat meat, but at least I don't claim to "love" cows or chickens or shrimp or fish.
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But, um, well. I've never looked at most prey animals and thought "Aw cute". "Yum, dinner" was more likely the reaction. >_>
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I can't really expand this into a proper metaphor. But I lie somewhere between a steak (delicious) and Mad-cow disease (dangerous).
Somehow, I'm okay with that.
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Nothing wrong with 'feeling like a cow'. From another viewpoint, that makes you a goddess.
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Edit: I dropped a link to this post into the Monday Blogaround at Shakesville. I hope that's okay; I didn't ask first because I know you're generally fine with linkage of public posts.
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