I’ve been largely silent about the elections in Virginia, mostly because I’m burnt out on politics, but also because I find my libertarian self in the unenviable position of supporting the Republican candidate for governor.
It’s not just because I simply despise the slimy, smarmy, smug putrescence that is Terry McAuliffe, and it’s not because McAuliffe is a Democrat who is backed by the likes of the Clintons, supports destructive statist redistribution programs, has no real ties to Virginia, and is only using the Old Dominion as a rung on his political ladder. It’s not even because his entire platform consists of, “I used to run a business… LOOK! CUCCINELLI WANTS TO LEGISLATE YOUR VAGINA!”
It’s because as much as I want to support the LP’s candidate for governor, and as much as Rob Sarvis seems like a nice guy, he’s much less libertarian on things that really matter to me.
For the record, I’m more concerned about Sarvis wanting to “reform” rather than end the nanny-state health care system than I am about the fact that Cuccinelli’s personal views on marriage equality do not match mine.
I’m also more concerned about Sarvis’ support for a privacy-endangering miles driven tax than I am about whether or not Cuccinelli wants to regulate abortion clinics.
For the record, as a legal immigrant to this country, Sarvis’ intent to “protect” illegal aliens living in Virginia – people whose first act in the country they supposedly love is to violate basic laws for legal entry – bothers me a lot more than Cuccinelli’s nonexistent effort to ban birth control pills that the liberals have been touting, despite the fact that a thorough reading of the legislation they claim attempted to do, revealed it so did no such thing. At all.
To be sure, there are issues Ken Cuccinelli and I ardently disagree on, because I’m in no way a social conservative.
But you know what?
I’ll take a guy who wants the federal government out of marriage, has turned around on marijuana legalization, wants to reduce the influence of the federal government on the Commonwealth and kick the nanny state in the nuts over the guy who wants to ensure Virginia law protects those who violate laws, doesn’t mind some government control over health care as long as it’s “reformed,” and doesn’t seem to mind the state keeping track of your movements in order to tax you.
And while both the Libertarian Party and the Democrats are tripping over one another to paint Cuccinelli as someone who will stick a permanent speculum up the collective vaginal canal of Virginia’s women, even though, for instance, he opposed the idiotic attempt of theocratic nutjobs to force women into a transvaginal ultrasound before undergoing an abortion, Cuccinelli is actually more libertarian than the Libertarian.
And yet, here you have Libertarians opposing the guy who actually has an overall pretty libertarian record, because… ZOMG! CUCCINELLI WANTS TO REGULATE YOUR VAGINA!
Do me a favor, Virginia. Vote with your brain, not your genitals.
Thank you to Leisha Davison-Yasol for penning an essay that inspired me to finally voice my opinion on this topic.
It’s near the end of October – a month during which football teams don lurid, pink accoutrements, that generally clash in the tackiest of ways with their uniforms, stores cash in on various pink, breast cancer-supporting memorabilia, women free their ta-tas from the constraints of their brassieres, and Facebook is rife with breast-related gimmicks.
I usually keep quiet during this month. My mommy underwent heinous, disfiguring surgeries to rid her of her breast cancer several years ago, and even though she’s considered “in remission” now, the pain, discomfort, nausea, infections, edema and psychological damage resulting from invasive surgeries and chemo remain.
I don’t like October. It’s not that I don’t appreciate people trying to be supportive, but frankly the crass commercialism, breast-related games, and ham-handed puns and stunts are more than irritating. They’ve become offensive.
For the record, I don’t see how flaunting the fact that you’re not wearing a bra today, or making people guess what color bra you have on to hold up your two healthy breasts is in any way supportive of women – and men, by the way – who have lost theirs.
For the record, I don’t see how forcing the Seattle Seahawks to don bright pink accents, making them look like the awkward spawn of a Smurf and Strawberry Shortcake from a drunken bar hook-up (thanks to my buddy Rick for that visual) helps women with cancer.
For the record, I don’t see how buying coffee mugs made in China, with pink ribbons on them for a few more bucks, so that the store, the coffee cup manufacturer, promoter, etc. make an extra profit, while donating MAYBE 1 percent to breast cancer research – if that – helps the devastation caused by cancer.
I just don’t see it.
I was there, in my mom’s hospital room after the initial surgery was over. I helped her to the bathroom. I talked to her when she woke up from the anesthesia. But when my mom was undergoing chemo and recovering from her surgeries, I was frightened. The kids were frightened. I freaked out to such a degree, that I could barely be in the same room with her at times. I was afraid to infect her with something, because her system was so immuno-compromised. I was afraid to touch her or hug her, because I thought I would hurt something. But most of all, I was reminded, horribly, of her mortality and that reminder of the fact that I could lose my mom, forced me to a distance.
I was wrong, and I eventually got over it. I talked to her, and we visited, and eventually, the horror of the possibility of losing her subsided.
But not once, did I think jumping around without my bra on to show my “support” was a good idea!
And not once, did I consider putting on pink, buying a pink Coach bag, which cost more than my grocery budget for a damn month, while putting extra money in the pockets of the already profitable company, or wearing a stupid ribbon to “support” my mom a good idea.
What supported her was her family.
My dad taking her to doctors, holding her while she got physically sick after chemo, and talking to her when she needed to vent.
Our visits. Seeing the kids.
Phone calls. Conversations. My dad’s extra trips to the grocery store to get her something she craved on that particular day just to see her eat something without getting sick.
Mine being the first face she saw after waking up from anesthesia.
Helping her walk a little at a time, as her bruised and battered body healed.
That’s what supported her. Stupid pink ribbons and pink NFL towels be damned!
I don’t want to disparage those of you who get that little boost from displaying your pink Coach bag or your lapel ribbon as a sign of your solidarity with those who have suffered cancer… well… yeah, I do.
It’s not about ribbons. It’s not about pink ties, shoes, towels and car magnets. And it’s certainly not about jiggling your healthy ta-tas in public while others are no longer able to do so. So just stop it.
I’ve had close friends who have had to deal with cancer at different stages recently – young, vibrant men and women, whose lives are indelibly changed by this disease.
It’s not just breast cancer.
It’s cervical cancer. It’s prostate cancer. It’s endometrial cancer. It’s lung cancer. It’s cancerous brain tumors.
All these heinous diseases deserve your attention and support, and not in the form of ribbons!
Talk to your friends and family. Be there for them. Take their calls at 3am. Visit them in the hospital. Bring them chocolate and movies and bottled water and other goodies. Hug them without being afraid. Be bold and brave, and don’t avoid the conversation. Take your kids to see them, and teach your kids to support their loved ones through your actions, and not through pink accents on an NFL uniform.
And ferfuckssake, PUT AWAY YOUR TITS!
As I’m sure many of you heard already, Earline Davis, an ObamaCare operator whom Sean Hannity called on the air to quiz her about public reactions to the program, was summarily dismissed from her $25,000/year job after the interview aired.
To be sure, I feel incredibly sorry for Ms. Davis. All she did was answer questions from a caller, who just happened to be Sean Hannity, and who just happened to have put the call on the air. I doubt she meant any harm. She was just telling the truth. She just took a call, as was her job.
According to the transcript at RealClearPolitics.com, here’s what transpired:
DAVIS: Okay, the day I received the call from the radio station, I had to go pick up my best friend that night, and then someone was like, ”someone was looking for you.” But, I don’t know who that person is. So I was like, well I’m going to come back in the morning, because I had to go back to work. So the next day I came back and they had, like, two people escort me upstairs to H.R. And then it was three head people and me, we sat down, and I’m like, “why am I up here?” I figured, okay, they wanna talk about the phone call – the incident.
Then the lady sitting behind the desk; I don’t know what their name is, but the lady that was sitting behind the desk, I guess called up another head lady on her cell phone, so the lady was talking, and I couldn’t really understand what she was saying because she had me on speakerphone. I remember her saying, “We can’t have this type of stuff going on here, so we have to release you.” But they had locked the doors and everything; I guess they didn’t want anybody to come in there.
So when she told me they had to release me, that’s when I put my name tag – my badge – on the desk, and something was going wrong with my cell phone, so that’s when I tried to call my ride to come pick me up, but the lady next to me was just, like, being rude. She had, like, an attitude.
HANNITY: Now, did they give you… You were hired… How long had you been working with this company?
DAVIS: I started September 23.
HANNITY: Okay, so it’s a fairly new job for you. Did they—I assume they put you through some training, right?
DAVIS: Yes sir, they did.
HANNITY: And did they ever tell you that you’re not allowed to take a call from a radio show? Your job was to answer phones.
DAVIS: I did not hear anything about that. There were so many of us in a big group, you can only talk so loud.
HANNITY: Right, and one of the things that struck me. I was really impressed, and I said that to you on Monday. You are patient, you are kind, you answered all our questions. You were totally honest. Wasn’t that what you were hired to do?
DAVIS: Yeah, I’m just out here tryin’ to help everybody. And I know, like, some people have been making bad comments about me. Some people have been making good comments about me. But, some people are like, “Oh, you knew you shouldn’t have said that!” And I’m just like, okay… I kinda felt bad about it. My gosh, I got fired.
HANNITY: And what was the specific reason? When they sat you down, did they give you a specific reason?
DAVIS: They said that no contact with the media. No type of media whatsoever. We’re not allowed to do that at that company.
To be sure, I understand Ms. Davis’ plight. For whatever reason, she was not informed or did not understand the company’s policy regarding media communications. This type of policy isn’t new and it’s not different from any company’s policy. Generally speaking, a company of any significant size will have its own media department. These are people whose job it is to field media inquiries. Generally speaking, that means that any other employee would be stepping out of their lane if they agree to speak to the media.
This should have been made very clear to Ms. Davis during her training, especially since she was a telephone operator, who may get a call from a radio show on the hotline, much like she did from Hannity. This apparently was not made clear. At least from what Ms. Davis said. I would think that if you have telephone operators who could possibly receive a call from the media via the hotline, it would be made expressly clear in both written and verbal form that they are to direct any media calls to the company’s public relations office.
This is certainly the case in the military. When I was a Public Affairs specialist, I conducted training with all troops on how to deal with the media on the battlefield. At my current job, I also received very clear instructions – both verbal and written – on dealing with the media. So the fact that Ms. Davis had not received this training, or at least the policy wasn’t made expressly clear, tells me that the company did not do its job.
Unfortunately, Ms. Davis drew the short straw when she got Hannity on her line, and she got fired for that stroke of bad luck.
I will give Hannity credit for what he did. He gave her $26,000 and promised to help her find another job.
I do hope she finds other employment really soon. She sounds like a nice lady, who was dragged into the deep end of the pool after just a few weeks on the job, without a life jacket.
As for her former employer… Jerks. Just plain jerks.
There’s been a story circulating on the Interwebs about some kind of Obama order to dress male Marines in a feminine type of cover.
The New York Post reported a few days ago that the President wants Marines to “wear girly hats.”
Thanks to a plan by President Obama to create a “unisex” look for the Corps, officials are on the verge of swapping out the Marines’ iconic caps – known as “covers” — with a new version that some have derided as so “girly” that they would make the French blush.
“We don’t even have enough funding to buy bullets, and the DoD is pushing to spend $8 million on covers that look like women’s hats!” one senior Marine source fumed to The Post. “The Marines deserve better. It makes them look ridiculous.”
Well, today’s Stars & Stripes reports that the claim is false.
First, some background: Men and women in the Marine Corps currently wear different types of covers as part of their dress and service uniforms. The manufacturer of the women’s “bucket cover” – which has a distinctly different shape than the men’s cover – is going out of business and will not continue to make the cap, according to the Marine Corps.
The Marine Corps also has been asked by the DoD to find a unisex option for a dress and service cover, Marines said.
So, the Marine Corps Uniform Board, which meets quarterly, decided to gather feedback in advance of its meeting next week. Active and Reserve Marines were asked to vote on whether they believe women should adopt the current male cover, with some small modifications, or for all Marines to adopt what they call the Dan Daly cap.
Sgt. Maj. Dan Daly, a two-time Medal of Honor recipient who yelled, “Come on, you sons of bitches, do you want to live forever?” as he led Marines into the fight at Belleau Wood during World War I, wore a cap similar to the option proposed by the survey.
So there you have it. The Obama administration is not trying to emasculate male Marines.
There are plenty of problems plaguing this nation, and a ton of criticisms to be made of the current leadership, but let’s focus on the real issues, and not the contrived ones, shall we?