<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461</id><updated>2009-09-11T08:46:11.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolf Food</title><subtitle type='html'>Donna Barr's news of what's going on and what you should know.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-114477078426734876</id><published>2006-04-11T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T08:53:04.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Consolidation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To pick up the thread, go get a helping of &lt;a href="http://www.wolffood.wordpress.com"&gt;Wolf Food&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-114477078426734876?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/114477078426734876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/114477078426734876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114477078426734876' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-114322622561649005</id><published>2006-03-24T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T10:50:25.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Why Respect Religion?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Danish cartoons making fun of Islam, I have to ask:  why respect religion?  Any religion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religions are made up by men to control everybody else.  They are especially constructed to control the sexuality of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should we respect Nazism just because somebody believes in it?  Should we respect the KuKlux Klan just because the members may fervently believe in the need to support the purity of their race?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are beliefs based in nothing but control.  They have no valid proofs.  They are cruel.  In so many ways, they are like so many religions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not to say that everyone should be forced to give up their religion.  If they wish to believe in Giant Magic Sky Fairies, let them.  If they hate watching women and gay people having free, happy lives, then let them stew in their own hate.  If they are fools who let priests and ministers and rabbis and mullahs tell them what to think, based on ancient unproven mythologies, then let them do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as their beliefs do not become the laws of other people who don't believe in those religions, then let them lie to themselves any way they please.  In fact, if they do wish their beliefs to become law, let ONLY the practitioners of those religions be forced to obey those laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead.  Chant torah.  Hang out of a mosque and howl.  Have your own rape-induced babies.  Embalm your dead becauses you believe a rotten corpse is going to rise someday.  Moan and groan and complain because your kids will fall behind in the Sciences -- and may someday walk off and deny you and your nonsense.  Why should anyone care if you make a fool of yourself?  As long as you don't try to practice your nonsense on anybody else, you can kneel down and moan to an imaginary spirit all you please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do know that the best liberals and the purest atheists come from the most conservative and religious households?  Because they've been damaged by your beliefs and the moment they get their hands on a decent bit of education, they can see you for what you are -- and they will be angry and hurt that you lied to them for so long.   WE don't have to have kids -- you will supply our population all by yourselves.  As long as you can breed and your kids can think, you will lose them to us.  We're certainly not going to lie to them.  Lies are just too much hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your right to practice your religion -- like the right to swing your fist -- ends where my rights and my nose begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smarter kids will agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-114322622561649005?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/114322622561649005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/114322622561649005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114322622561649005' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-114169125924240570</id><published>2006-03-06T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T16:29:45.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tiger Trap For The Right Wing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to hand it to the Founding Fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They let slavery alone when writing the constitution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what would finally become the United States fought a war partially over the question of the treatment of human beings, the trap left by the old men in powdered wigs yawned open beneath the feet of those who would treat anybody as less than human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't want women to vote? "This country once considered slavery legal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't want blacks to have equal treatment? "This country once considered slavery legal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to treat Other gender preferances as less than human? "This country once considered slavery legal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what action this country takes, if it treats ANYONE as less than human, as merely seperate but equal, as anything but a fully and completely American citizen, that treatment, no matter how "legal" can bring up the reminder that slavery was once legal in this country, and that no other practice that treats any American as less than fully human can be allowed to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By allowing slavery to remain in place during a period of this country's history, the founders made it possible to forever after paint any less than human treatment as on a level with slavery, regardless of legality, in that it doesn't allow for full citizenship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty smart, those old guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And -- "They had them some fabulous wigs."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-114169125924240570?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/114169125924240570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/114169125924240570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114169125924240570' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-113925970120402924</id><published>2006-02-06T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T13:05:30.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Scapegoats -- America's Big Dirty Secret.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, when speaking with people who are afraid of or uncertain about their LGBT fellow human beings, I've found more confusion and fear than real hatred. I've been approached by folks from bikers to housewives and always with the same questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again, these people have been sexually abused by some family member. They ask me if their dad/brother/uncle was gay. Does that "make them gay" for submitting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explain to them that these attacks are by sick people, not part of a normal loving human relationship. That they have nothing to do with whether someone is gay or not. That sex is for consenting adults. That nobody is either gay or straight or in any little box based on one forced moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm beginning to seriously wonder -- is the LGBT community being scapegoated for the attacks of so-called "straight" family members? Is the hatred and fear of LGBT citizens based less on biblical texts -- and more on sexual child abuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the attack on the LGBT community just a cover for America's dirty big secret of child abuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason complete strangers open up to me about this. All the time. It's heartbreaking, to hear what their relatives did to them, and the pain they're still in. Sometimes they speak to me in code. Sometimes -- with the help of alcohol -- the language is very plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every case, the victims hunch over tables or sit in cars and whisper intently to me, as though I'm the first person they've ever been able to tell this to, and they know I won't betray them. They all blame themselves, like there was something they did to bring on the attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they get very intent on what "gay people do" or what a gay person "really" is. I try not to get too clinical. One very church lady got into an intense discussion of what transexuals are and do. There are a lot of hang-ups about sex roles, but there's also a deep interest in the true story, rather than the propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I get this concerning all sorts of things, including the war in Iraq. Again and again, I've seen an American pull den deutschen Blick -- the German glance -- what the Germans called it when you looked over your shoulder before talking in the Third Reich. I even had this happen at a pro-war rally, when the marchers could get away from their fellows and hiss whispered questions at me. How many damn things are we whispering about in this country?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys who jump these kids are always "straight" (whatever that EVER means). "Normal" Americans. And they're letting the gay community take the rap for them. Not only abusing kids, but hiding behind the LGBT community. Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend's comment: "I had a friend who was homophobic, years ago, who seemed to think that all gay males were pedephiles. The reason this came up for discussion was that Robert Reed of the Brady Bunch had been outed. My friend immediately made the jump to: "I'll bet those poor kids on the show were all abused by him". I was dumbfounded. So yeah, I think you may be on to something."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-113925970120402924?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/113925970120402924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/113925970120402924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113925970120402924' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-113415599194180419</id><published>2005-12-09T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T11:22:20.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Real Christians&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm not Christian, myself -- but the values I follow are much closer to the values preached by the original founder of Christianity. Too often, what we call Christianity in this country is a grab-bag of more ancient religions and political constructs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the -- and I hesitate to say "real" Christians -- seem to be so lost, confused and misdirected in the face of all these later traditions and have lost track of what is basically a very simple, easy, reasonable set of rules for life. The founder of the religion got killed because he wouldn't keep his mouth shut (and being as sarcastic as he was probably didn't make any points, either). Where are the Christians today willing to stand up to, fight and push back the practitioners of the cruel scrambled mess that the Christian right claim is Chritianity? Why are they allowing the word "Christian" to become just another word for "Bigot?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I've heard it used. When someone was saying ugly things about my gay friends, someone else sneered, "You must be Christian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians need to stand up to the people that are painting them with the brush of intolerance, bigotry and hatred for anything female, even men who are like women. Or the word "Christian" is going to end up on the same level as "Pharisee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it hasn't already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-113415599194180419?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/113415599194180419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/113415599194180419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113415599194180419' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-113302700216767070</id><published>2005-11-26T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T09:43:22.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gay Comics List Review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://gaycomicslist.free.fr/pages/blogarch.php?month=2005-11#187&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Francis Peneaud, on the Gay Comics Review List.  I'm glad that the positive as well as the horribly nihilistic message came through.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-113302700216767070?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/113302700216767070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/113302700216767070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113302700216767070' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-112968398846516615</id><published>2005-10-18T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T18:06:28.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye Saddam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddam Hussein's trial starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of his crimes against his own people, a death sentence will silence him forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we really want a source and witness for possible future prosecutions of pertinent parties to disappear permanently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who among these parties might -- for their own protection through his being silenced -- most benefit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-112968398846516615?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/112968398846516615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/112968398846516615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112968398846516615' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-112035323002769075</id><published>2005-07-02T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T18:13:50.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye, Baby, Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody actually has to worry about us ‘murkins or our empire any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An empire gets to build one infrastructure before it collapses by dumping everything it has into a war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 9/11 boys took us out in 2001.  And I mean took us OUT.  When they hit us they didn’t leave a nice clean flesh wound from which we could recover, or which we could overcome enough to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they did was inject us with a nasty, withering disease.  A shot of cancer right into the brain, from which it would spread into every limb of government and society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already had Empire Rot.  Now we’ve got Imperial Paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 9/11 lads don’t need to do a thing more, because the spores are spreading through the leviathan’s body.  Now they can just sit back and watch our own neurosis and paranoia and war fever grind us down to a nub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is 50 cents ‘murkin and a phone booth.  Call Washington DC and tell ‘em you’re setting a bomb in an American airport – maybe, maybe not – for the next 20 years. It’d lock this country down ‘till 2050.  Don’t look at me like I’m sharing secrets with the T’urrists – they’ve probably already thought of this.  When we’ve stopped mucking around overseas, somebody’s going to be wandering around with a change-purse full of quarters and a DC phone book.  Once an empire has lost it, it’s no problem making it spin in circles like a robot on one leg.  Any high-school kid can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And probably will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, we’re not going to recover.  America was built with capitalism – cheap or free labor and cheap or free resources.  We’ve been so desperate for the former we’ve bought people and bred them like cattle.  Every time we run out of the latter, we invade a little further across a continent or over an ocean.  In 1941 we ran into another empire invading back the other way – and we’re still whining about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve gone through our resources like newlyweds in the bridal suite.  The honeymoon’s over.  What’s next?  Mars?  You need an entire planet’s economic engine to back space travel. And capitalism don’t fuel that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Europe and China can just turn their backs on us and ignore us as an economic rival.  We can’t compete economically because everything we have is being sucked into the war machine.  We can’t rebuild our infrastructure or care for our citizens or educate our children because we’re so busy destroying everybody else’s.  We’re not going to get those resources – if those countries we invade don’t surrender, we can’t work the oil wells.  If they do, and become democracies – they’ll ship their oil to China or whoever else will make them a good deal on it.  And if they do become fake democracies, we won’t be able to get the bodies in this country to keep them occupied – and their own people are not going to play Scots Guards or Ghurkas and keep their own people down and delivering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The British Empire experience has taught the occupied how to deal with the occupier (and a lot of these messes we’re in are old British turds we should have the sense not to try to sop up for them.  I mean, what is this – nostalgia for the Mother Country?). Vietnam taught American parents how to get their kids listed as official conscientious objectors.  The Germans taught us about every goddamn thing else.  This time, we see ‘em coming – and the fact that they’re not wearing jackboots is fooling NOBODY.  We don’t call ‘em Suits for nothing.  Uniform is uniform is uniform.  And these pirates have already realized they’ve hit the ship below the waterline – they’re taking theirs before they have to get out along the rat lines and let it go down.  They do it to individual industries – including the comics industry – and they do it to countries.  Our turn, that’s all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, because we’ve allowed our entire travel infrastructure to either go to pot or not get built, and because airplanes are so expensive to run on oil, there’ll be less and less ability to travel within our own huge territories.  Maybe my dream that all conventions will become virtual will come true.  Everybody goes online for a weekend and nobody has to get onto those GD airplanes that somebody’s going to target as a flying gas-bomb anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who’s taking bets on when the exhausted, starved Empire goes down on its face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/11 – more bang for the buck.  I am so fucking happy I’m living out here in the middle of nowhere and I can catch fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it will make you feel any better, the reason that humans are slowly becoming more peaceful may be because the violent ones are killing each other off.  It’s probably why the Germans are such a very nice people now.  So maybe there’s hope for the rest of us – but all you moms and dads out there with mean kids are just going to have to resign yourself to spending a lot of time saying goodbye to the little war-mongers in a national cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE won’t miss them, but too bad for you.  Think of it as a sacrifice for the future of the race.  If that makes you feel any better…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very pukey:  American troops sending back pictures of them playing with happy Iraqi children.  After they’ve bombed their homes and killed their relatives ("Insurgents."  "Terrorists." yada yada) and are working their butts off to destroy their entire cultural heritage – which is the cultural heritage of the western human race -- simply because the Christian Right is fixated on those lines in their holy book about Babylon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess with the insurgents taking out anybody who gets near an American, the poor kids are grateful for any grown-ups they can get near, even the invaders.  Why not?  Can anybody say, “baksheesh” or “Hey, GI, you got candy?” or “Now we’ve wiped out these Injuns we’ll send their kids to the Injun school.”?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Robert Frost said:  “War is for everybody, for children too.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-112035323002769075?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/112035323002769075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/112035323002769075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112035323002769075' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-110659183907793900</id><published>2005-01-24T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T10:37:19.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Beef And The Bling-Bling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment for the beef-raisers out there who are so worried about the rest of us eating their product and supporting their industry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when do you show up on my street wearing the bling-bling and popping a cap in my ass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most industrial beef is loaded with antibiotics, growth hormones and feed-lot stress chemicals.  It's fed garbage.  If I'm going to eat beef -- why don't I just go out to a dumpster behind a hospital and eat out of it?  It would be just as healthy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expecting me to eat your poisonous product to support you and your families is like expecting me to buy crack to support you -- and if you're a cartel, to support the towns you run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just another gangsta, beef-boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-110659183907793900?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110659183907793900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110659183907793900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110659183907793900' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-110581123695175090</id><published>2005-01-15T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T09:47:16.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Eat This&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares about the beef cattle on either side of the border?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That feedlot beef is of stress toxins, growth hormones, antibiotics, fed on corn and chicken manure and sawdust -- you might as well just go and eat out of a hospital waste dumpster that somebody's been dumping the catbox in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keeping these people's jobs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're part of a huge system that killed off the massive wild meat machine of the prairies -- the buffalo, so they could bring in their weak, badly-adapted African-origin cattle.  So they could give us few options except their third-rate crap product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to keep them in business at the cost of our health and the health of the future of  the prairies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How greedy can you get? How short-sighted and self-centered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pox on the beef breeders, on both sides of those imaginary lines they call a border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it looks like they're GETTING that pox, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-110581123695175090?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110581123695175090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110581123695175090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110581123695175090' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-110471254710841825</id><published>2005-01-02T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T16:35:47.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Breathing Room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earthquake that created the South East Asian tsunami was created by plate techtonics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movements of the plates are what drive the Rock Cycle -- the massive machinery that cycles carbon dioxide and ultimately oxygen through the body and atmosphere of planet earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without earthquakes, none of us gets to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the release pressures that took out one side of the planet's primate population also spared everybody else around the Ring of Fire -- and probably gave the rest of us around the Pacific Rim a breather.  One of these days we'll get slammed again, but until then, the people in SE Asia died so we could live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about the only way I can handle the twinges of survivor guilt I keep getting.  It'll be our turn next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-110471254710841825?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110471254710841825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110471254710841825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110471254710841825' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-110454101194713405</id><published>2004-12-31T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T16:56:51.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Who do you love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a thought for the New Year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are really only two kinds of societies, and you get to live in one of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Socialism, or Feudalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your government is taking care of you, it's Socialism.  You won't have to sleep on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's taking care of itself, it's Feudalism.  And only one guy gets to be king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, America!  Here's hoping you get blankets for that street time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-110454101194713405?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110454101194713405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110454101194713405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110454101194713405' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-110347239434047575</id><published>2004-12-19T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T08:22:56.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First They Came For The Horses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/local/204346_wildhorses18.html"&gt;http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/local/204346_wildhorses18.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bush's latest attack on something he can't control is just evidence of the fearful and greedhead  worldview of a spoiled, nasty glutton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what his ancestors did to the tribal peoples of America. This is what he wants to do to all&lt;br /&gt;of us. His people already have us accepting the term "consumer" -- no more than&lt;br /&gt;slaughterhouse animals. This is not just some little attack against animals. This is an attack&lt;br /&gt;against a spiritual heartland and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the filth we have to fight. And yes, it DOES apply to you. If you want to be free, to make&lt;br /&gt;your own decisions -- this man and his like want to corral you in Festung America, to make you&lt;br /&gt;trot to their rules, to let you die without kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First they came for the horses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Originally from a friend: "Hi! Here is a story from today's Seattle Post-Intelligencer about the&lt;br /&gt;5,000 wild horses that roam Washington's Horse Heaven Hills, and always will, thanks to the&lt;br /&gt;Yakama Nation. I loved reading it. Except the part about how George W. Bush thinks wild&lt;br /&gt;horses deserve to be dog food and sneaked in legislation (, as he loves to do) that they can be&lt;br /&gt;sold and immediately sent to slaughter, reversing the hard work of all the dedicated people who&lt;br /&gt;fought to protect them. The two horse slaughterhouses in the U.S. are in Texas, of course.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.  And what do you bet that GreedBoy gets a few bucks from every horse hung up and gutted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a Texan, I'd be heading to the Whitehouse for a lynching about now.   Talk about having dirt put on your name.  All Americans are seen as Prisoner Torturers by the world, now -- so I guess all you Texans are horse-killers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you gonna do about it?  Boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-110347239434047575?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110347239434047575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110347239434047575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110347239434047575' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-110194550154063530</id><published>2004-12-01T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T15:58:21.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Save The Children&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been following the childfree/parent arguments lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm child free.  Conscious decision.    But there's part of this argument that needs to be expressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is gonna shock the heck out of you, but it's a growing problem. It's linked to the human infestation -- officially, biologically, we're no longer a population.  Biomass to living space, we're an infestation.  People are feeling more and more stress and despair as our human mass grows. As primates, the screaming of our offspring begins to set off destruction buttons in our heads.  For a very specific reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A screaming child is a distressed or abandoned or frightened child.  It means there's trouble in the troop.  Any predator hearing it is going to laser in on the troop.  There's a reason we call a shrieking child Hyena Bait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primates are driven to either care for the offspring, or -- if the screaming cannot be stopped -- to destroy it.  They have to do it for the good of the troop.  It's hard-wired into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't mind being around kids. Kids up here even run up and hug me (they're pretty good kids up here actually).  I like to do things for them.  They're fun, and funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the screaming sound.... it makes me start twitching. I want it to stop. I want it to stop SOOO bad that I began to feel the profound urge to follow the urges of the Cannibal Aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an airplane, if a child is shrieking (and goddamn the parents who take tiny infants onto airplanes so their tiny eardrums begin to scar from badly-pressurized cabins -- that's baby torture, plain and simple,and the parents deserve to be horsewhipped) I will go absolutely white and nauseated. The bad pressure just makes it worse.  I've caught my fingers literally twitching, in an urge to throttle that sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just warn parents who are letting their kids scream or run into overstressed adult primates that -- well -- they want to be careful at airports or anyplace else humans feel crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over-crowded primates can whirl around and use extremely powerful hands to very quickly do a great deal of damage. I can get very very distracted at airports. And I have an artists' powerful hands. And my reactions are very very fast. I'd feel sorry afterwards, of course, but the damage would be done.  I have a great deal of self-control, so it probably won't happen -- but what about somebody who acts first, thinks later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents who don't CARE if their kids get their heads twisted off don't have to worry.   Remember, these are the people who take their kids onto airplanes, damn their vicious souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not kidding about this. This is going to happen, and not necessarily from me. Somebody is going to whirl around and twist a kid's head off. It's a growing danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really don't want to see this -- and I don't want to be the one to do it. But what can you do, when the parents won't listen to growing despair and desperation? All you can do is warn them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pray to whatever you worship that they will &lt;em&gt;listen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and before you gasp and claim this would never happen -- babies are shaken to death and smothered all the times by their own parents, simply because they will not stop screaming.  If the parents will do this, how much more dangerous would an adult be who has absolutely nothing  invested in this child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For gods' sake, have fewer children, or guard and control the ones you have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop the tragedy before it begins -- and becomes an epidemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-110194550154063530?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110194550154063530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110194550154063530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110194550154063530' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-110185440240954032</id><published>2004-11-30T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T14:40:02.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Veterans For Common Sense&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from their email.  VCS are the people who have already been shot at for oil/colonial wars, and don't want it to happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the US Army, which is why I'm on their list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear VCS Members and Supporters:&lt;br /&gt;Normally we don't send out more than one email in a week, but when events warrant we will send more in order to keep you updated.&lt;br /&gt;Our campaign questioning the nomination of Alberto Gonzales is gaining traction in Washington and the interest of the mainstream media.  In the last 24 hours VCS director Charles Sheehan-Miles has conducted three major radio interviews in Los Angeles, New York and Tampa, Florida to discuss the campaign, and this afternoon the conservative Washington Times ran an article covering VCS' work on the nomination.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veteransforcommonsense.org/NewsArticle.cfm?ID=2481"&gt;http://www.veteransforcommonsense.org/NewsArticle.cfm?ID=2481&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're getting this interest from the media because of your incredible response to our letter, which now has 2,300 signatures.&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, a super volunteer graphic designer has stepped forward to make our ad a reality.  We've raised just enough funds to place the ad (which will be a 5-foot by 4-foot-high backlit poster) in the Capitol South metro station (which most of the Congressional aides take to work), but need to raise more the truly reach as many people as possible (we'd also like to place the ads in Union Station, on the other side of the Capitol).&lt;br /&gt;We'd like to ask you to consider three things today:&lt;br /&gt;1) First, let your friends, family, and colleagues know about the letter opposing Gonzales and ask them to sign it.  The more signatures we have on the letter, the more seriously the Senate will have to take it.&lt;br /&gt;2) If you participate in a weblog, discussion group or bulletin board on the internet, or have a group which meets off-line, let them know about the letter and ask them to sign it.  You can send them this link to sign-up: &lt;a href="http://www.veteransforcommonsense.org/campaigns/attygen.cfm"&gt;http://www.veteransforcommonsense.org/campaigns/attygen.cfm&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;If you post it somewhere on the internet, let us know so we can track where the signatures are coming from.  You can send that to &lt;a href="mailto:contact@veteransforcommonsense.org"&gt;contact@veteransforcommonsense.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you haven't made a gift to help fund the ad, please consider doing so.  We've raised just over three thousand dollars since this time yesterday, but to place as many ads as possible, we need to raise more, so we can get a contract on additional space locked in this week. Contributions made on-line by midnight tonight will have the greatest impact, because we'll be able to lock in the ad space this week.&lt;br /&gt;To see the early draft of the ad, visit:&lt;a href="http://www.veteransforcommonsense.org/NewsArticle.cfm?ID=2470"&gt;http://www.veteransforcommonsense.org/NewsArticle.cfm?ID=2470&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a contribution, click here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://secure.groundspring.org/dn/index.php?aid=3422"&gt;https://secure.groundspring.org/dn/index.php?aid=3422&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again for your support. &lt;br /&gt;P.S. Are you a wordsmith?  VCS could use one or more volunteers to work together to help reshape the language in the ad to make it as effective as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Interested?  Join the discussion here: &lt;a href="http://www.veteransforcommonsense.org/discussion/viewtopic.php?p=13253"&gt;http://www.veteransforcommonsense.org/discussion/viewtopic.php?p=13253&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit Veterans for Common Sense at &lt;a href="http://www.veteransforcommonsense.org/"&gt;www.veteransforcommonsense.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veteransforcommonsense.org/update/login.cfm?MemberID=876"&gt;Update your email preferences and member information&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-110185440240954032?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110185440240954032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110185440240954032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110185440240954032' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-110151453708293585</id><published>2004-11-26T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T16:17:05.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Life As A Terrorist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Because of the paranoia the 9/11 guys set off among the Levitican wimps in Jesusland, all you need to close this country down is enough quarters to make phone calls to every major airport and tell 'em you've left a bomb in their restroom, and they'll freak. Talk about getting more bang for your buck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the early ‘80’s I was a file-puller in a University student records room file room. The position of Holds Officer opened up. This was the person who basically told students who were in debt for anything to the University, “Give us back our volleyball or you don't get a copy of your records.” It paid much better than file-puller. I applied, and was surprised when I was immediately hired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very soon discovered that my assistant was a 50-year-old Phillipina woman who knew the position inside out, and who got paid less than me (I was in my 20's). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something was wrong, here. No way should I have been her boss. I should have been running errands for her and getting her rice+ for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little inquiry found pay dirt in another girl in the records department who was Jewish. She said that everybody knew that the two Jewish women who ran the department thought I was Jewish. While I have Jewish ancestry, I do not practice; I just look like some of my ancestors. Nevertheless, management supposedly favored me over the older woman, for reasons of race. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the one hand, the other girl wasn't happy with the bosses. On the other hand, these two bosses were the kind of pinheads who would pull that kind of stunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t say anything. I wasn’t happy, but I didn’t know what to do about it. And I didn't know if it were true or not. I couldn’t exactly accuse my bosses of racial hiring, not in that time and place. I wasn't a disgruntled employee, but I wasn't a happy one either. All I could do was do my job. Records-keeping being boring, I started playing with that job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things interesting, I created a German code to be used in the control of records on Hold. Since I have a degree in German Language and Literature, including medieval, military and some commercial forms, the code consisted of initials based on archaic Italianate German banking terms, which I used to mark the Holds Records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kg: Kreuzverweis geleistet (Auf bibliotheksperrvollbemaechtigu&lt;/em&gt;ngen&lt;em&gt;: Kg/Hb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;= Kg: Cross-reference created (Hold authorized by the library Kg/Hb).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so arcane, that "Troublemakers" -- these were two guys who were just a hassle-- were marked with a drawing of a stylized Tudor rose. Well, Henry the 8th wasn't the nicest guy, either. This is how twisted this code got. And how bored an employee can get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since all students owe the University something sometime in the course of their college career, almost all active student records pass through the hands of the Holds Officer. ALL records are done by hand, since they are legal documents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It took a complete four quarters to codify all the records with my code. That's a year. That's a lot of pulling files, penciling and erasing, and making sure it was right. My code became rooted throughout the University records. It wasn't going to be easy to extract. I began to take a kind of introspective glee in watching the coded records pile up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I’d been looking for another job, and about that time I got a bite. So I gave my two week's notice to the University. Right before the beginning of Spring registration, when the largest turnover of records occurs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I realized why I had been codifying the Holds process. I have a tendency to do things in my subconscious, for reasons that don’t become clear sometimes for years. Three days after giving notice, when hundreds of records had been pulled and placed on my desk, ready for me to process, I quietly took the card with the German code on the back of it home with me -- and didn't come in the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into a fellow files worker a couple years later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My God," she said. "The whole place freaked. Holds bring the whole University to a stop; we couldn't process any records until we knew if the students had paid their balances. It was pandemonium."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did my assistant get the job?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Oh, yeah. She was the only one who said she knew what to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I'll bet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'd left her a copy of the code. So she’d gotten my job -- at the proper pay. Right race or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, anybody causing the breakdown of a major institution would be called a Terrorist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hm. Long slow preparation. Researching the internal system. Cheap method: all I needed was a pencil, an eraser, patience, and a legitimate grievance. Ultimate goal: to rectify institutional abuse and regain civil rights, for myself or my fellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Terrorist? By these definitions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Guilty as charged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Go thou and do likewise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-110151453708293585?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110151453708293585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110151453708293585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110151453708293585' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-110141580472017770</id><published>2004-11-25T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T12:50:04.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my U.S. friends and colleagues -- Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all my other friends and colleagues -- the Americans are all sitting down to eat and mostly not bugging anybody today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Thanksgiving anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-110141580472017770?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110141580472017770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110141580472017770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110141580472017770' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-110099468297580280</id><published>2004-11-20T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T15:51:22.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Better than Stalks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. S. Lewis said it best in his essay&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;wherein the demon don addresses the newly-graduated class of demonlettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The common people don't like anybody who is better than they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or may even be perceived as better than they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or who they think, when they're not zoning out in a company-town factory line or leaving rotting decapitated elk carcases in the clear-cut forests, may even begin to be nudging toward the edge of thinking they might be maybe sorta kinda almost better than they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got news for the common people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ARE better than you are.  We don't stick our heads in the sand. We don't poop out kids left and right when there are 6 billion humans -- officially an infestation -- on the planet.  We don't ignore what's going on and let our governments grab those kids and send 'em off to oil wars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't whimper that the reason we voted for a vile, corrupted government was that we were afraid the other candidate might look down upon us.  That a candidate might "flip-flop" on us.  You knew Bushy boy was going to flip-flop on you the moment he got in office and you went for it anyway.   You preferred the greater of the two evils -- because it threw you the greater lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who couldn't look down upon you?  Your mistakes, ignorances and greed lead to death, filth and destruction.  They threaten OUR lives.  The corporate pirates you follow with your tongues out would sell us air, if they could get away with it, like they sell us water.  We're supposed to feel gentleness and commisseration toward you?  We're supposed to be compassionate toward you?  It's all ab0ut you, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard you people use lines like, "I hate trees.  If there were no trees, it would be easier to get to the elk and deer."  And then you look at me like you think it's funny to torque me off.  Guess what?  You're disgusting to even think that might be funny.  I've seen the rotten carcasses and piles of uncovered human shit you leave by clean streams.  Me?  Arrogant?  Me, totally nauseated by you.  Not scared -- just sick to my stomach.  You people act like malaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard you say things like,  "I was talking to an atheist -- how can somebody be good if they don't believe in God?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you how, you Red dorkweeds.  You grow up.  You don't need spankings.  You leave behind the things of childhood -- the brainlessness.  The lack of self control.  The playing with guns (and no, I don't mean you should just add beer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what.  I'll get over accusing you of being a bunch of foul ignorant slobs -- when you stop being those same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're &lt;/em&gt;the arrogant ones?  Don't make me puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-110099468297580280?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110099468297580280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/110099468297580280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110099468297580280' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-109968000997776062</id><published>2004-11-05T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T10:40:09.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;They've come to Jesusland.  Make 'em swallow it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how many of you stuck in Jesusland would be really torqued off if I started addressing packages with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name&lt;br /&gt;address&lt;br /&gt;city state zip&lt;br /&gt;Jesusland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we all start doing that?  Like we write "Great Britain" or "Germany" or "Israel" under the address?   When a package is going out of the country.   These people are living on another planet -- let's make sure the post office doesn't get them mixed up with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wanna be Jesusland... we'll MAKE 'em Jesusland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should have been careful what they prayed for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And for those of you who are forced to live in Jesusland -- there is refuge for you in Freedomland, any time you want it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^..^&lt;&lt;br /&gt;www.stinz.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-109968000997776062?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/109968000997776062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/109968000997776062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109968000997776062' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-109967964399866695</id><published>2004-11-05T10:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T10:37:08.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fucking Crusaders&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An email conversation between myself and a friend.   THESE ARE NOT MY WORDS.  I DID NOT WRITE THIS.  HE DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT naming names. But this is NOT a time to become like the rest of the fundamentalists, of ANY religion. And anybody sends me stuff like this is going to get it used as a bad&lt;br /&gt;example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I want to repeat -- I DID NOT WRITE THIS.  If I wanted to read crap like this, I'd look up AngryAryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you guys do NOT want us girls to start looking around for the biggest group of terrorists on this planet.  You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Donna,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning Theo van Gogh was murdered in Amsterdam by a Moroccan who is affiliated with radical religious fundamentalists. THIS IS VERY BAD NEWS. Theo was a director of films, columnist, maker of TV programs and one of the main proponents of free speech in the Netherlands and had a habit of not mincing words, insulting self-important people left, right and center. Recently he had completed a movie about wife beating among the muslims on religious grounds (called Submission part one) and he had nearly finished a film about the assassination of Pim Fortuyn, 2 years ago. Now he has been murdered by a "goatfucker", to quote his own words. A goatfucker that was affiliated to a group watched by the Dutch Internal Security Service. Sorry, but now I have to rant and rave for a while. I am so fucking angry. Not that I liked van Gogh very much, but it is what he stood for. This calls out for an end to tolerance. No more! I am so sick and tired of these muslim bastards. How come that even if not all muslims are terrorists, all fucking terrorists are muslims? The cabinet fears that now there will be a division along ethnic lines and calls upon the town councils to talk to muslim organisations. Surprise! That is already happening! I don't want to see any goatfuckers in my area. And these "prophet's pimps" (another van Gogh quote) are going to deserve anything they'll get. Dutch tolerance will take a beating and the country will harden more and more. This is not a good moment to be muslim, even if you are integrated as hell. Frankly, I see only two options. Either the muslims integrate so much they stop being muslim, or there's the Israeli solution. Now all we can do is wait to see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, that gave some relief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All terrorists are NOT muslim. Through most of OUR history, they have been  Christians. You're just living in a very small part of our history. We  started it. Or our ancestors did -- and left us to clean up the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking Crusaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath, get some perspective and get back to work to get rid of ALL the  undamentalists, including ours. Jail time is what murderers need,  not useless misdirected attacks on people who look or pray like them because we can't catch the ones we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we HAVE the Israeli solution in THIS country (USA) -- you ask any member&lt;br /&gt;of a First Nation. You want to live with THAT memory? We'll never get over&lt;br /&gt;that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^..^&lt;&lt;br /&gt;www.stinz.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-109967964399866695?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/109967964399866695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/109967964399866695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109967964399866695' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-109907633481721829</id><published>2004-10-29T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T11:58:54.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The White House Hates Women and Kids&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And always has. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tompaine.com/articles/100000_war_crimes.php"&gt;http://www.tompaine.com/articles/100000_war_crimes.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest casualties in war are ALWAYs the people trying to live their lives around these spoiled murderous babies we call soldiers.  And all the wars America has been in since oil was discovered have been oil wars, in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true that Americans really don't care about anyone but themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who have you been worried about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna (Earthling) Barr&lt;br /&gt;("Patriotic" comes from patria = fatherland, and what's THAT tell you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-109907633481721829?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/109907633481721829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/109907633481721829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109907633481721829' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-108983018172959301</id><published>2004-07-14T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T11:36:21.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Expecting Gratitude for being a Mercenary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess soldiers back from Iraq are all surprised they're getting called "Baby-killer" like the Vietnam troops occasionally did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... there's 800 dead Americans and allied troops and contractors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14,000 dead Iraqis, a lot of 'em women and kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the world didn't want this to happen -- Spain's leaders just got their asses voted out for supporting it.  People all over the world didn't want it to happen, just their flunky lap-dog leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soldiers who carry guns into other countries and get shot and are ALL surprised have always been confusing to me.  Didn't they know the other guys would shoot back?  Didn't anybody tell them?  If you go in a house with a gun, can't you expect a home-owner to shoot you in the head? All the gun-owners say that's what should happen, right?  What, it doesn't work both ways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, somebody's going to get hit for these out-of-country activities.  Is it the leaders and generals who get targeted?  No, it's the privates and sergeants, and lower ranks on the ground. Weren't they told that?  Didn't they know? Why did they think they'd get off scot-free?  Because they're a people's army?  Since when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are pissed.  Dead pissed.  This time it's happened faster than in Vietnam, because this time we've got the internet.  Everybody feels used, abused and madder than hell.  I, for one, was in protest marches saying "Don't do this shit!  You'll be so fucking sorry!"  So now somebody goes and does it and comes back -- we're supposed to pat him on the back?  "You fucking idiot!  We're sorry you were an unthinking victim!  NOW do you know better?" is the kindest thing he should expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These troops weren't drafted -- and they could read the newspapers.  They knew damn well they were going over with weapons to take out other people, for pay, in the name of the corporations, to force the end-game of what had included a lot of friendship with the very dictator they were told they were taking out. This is their job -- for pay.  They weren't forced to do it.  Nobody threatened them with concentration camp time, or even a punishment battalion.  What would they get?  A court martial?  A drop in pay or rank?  Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now their families are whining, "These were kids just following orders!"  Kids.  Just Following Orders.  We were Stabbed in the Back in Vietnam.  Pardon me while I go throw up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for a bucolic island where some of this has been going on -- Seattle's got a long history of labor battles. And it's not all that "civil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now Vietnam -- what military ever knows the body-count -- remember that term -- for Americans dead in Vietnam vs. civilians?  Soldiers never even count the civilians at the time.  They're not even there, except as people who get in your way. I mean, this is a war zone, right?  What are these stupid civilians doing getting in our way?  What are they complaining about? The numbers of dead civilians have to be -- ahem -- dug up later.  "I protect my people" is military parlance for "And fuck everybody else."  Pardon us civilians for being on our own side again.  Cuz the soldiers sure as hell won't be.  Not in a pinch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soldiers sure as hell defend their own asses.  WE don't have that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't anybody give me crap about Protecting Me.  Every time I get on an airplane, my life is just that more dangerous as an American because of the Oil Wars.  And now I have a world-wide reputation as an abuser of prisoners.  And it will never go away, because the photos are on the Net.  Thank you very fucking much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-108983018172959301?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/108983018172959301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/108983018172959301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108983018172959301' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-108974022028192859</id><published>2004-07-13T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T10:37:00.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Not Another "I Told You So!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conservatives out there everywhere, take this to heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you manage to pass the anti-gay marriage legislation, this WILL happen to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain number of your children will discover they're gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, as the grandparents, in order to pass on property and have legal rights to those children, whether blood or adopted, will have to go through all the expense that anybody outside the property-based marriage has to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU will suffer the consequences of what you did to the gay population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens every single time a conservative says "I know better" and passes cruel laws, or goes to war, after every liberal in sight was desperately signaling, "Don't! You idiot! You'll be so fucking SORRY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to -- once again! -- have to listen to liberals telling you, "Well, you fucking morons -- didn't we tell you?  Weren't you paying attention?  WE TOLD YOU SO."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you don't want the liberals doing the Cassandra Dance all over you -- AGAIN --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't pass this fucking bill, you fucking morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or... no.... pass it... I'm getting really really fond of the Cassandra Dance, and I think I'd like a chance to do it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-108974022028192859?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/108974022028192859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/108974022028192859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108974022028192859' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-108957969356298890</id><published>2004-07-11T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T14:01:33.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How Women Think (A Guide for Testicles).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not sexy to cook for you.  Don't take us home, show us the kitchen, a frying pan and a steak, and think it will get us wet.  We don't want to go to bed with our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toilet is where you leave your piss and shit.  No matter how much it's cleaned, it stinks.  Your piss is not perfume.  It stinks.  Close the lid, so we don't have to smell your stinking piss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we yell at you it's because we've already tried to ask you three times nicely, and you are too stupid and wrapped up in your own little arrogant child self to hear us.  If you did that with a boss, you'd have been fired a long time ago.  The only reason you ignore us is because we're nice, and you can get away with it.  There is a word for men who have ignored us too many times -- Divorced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in a bar and proclaiming how women should know their place and keep it will NOT get you laid.  Unless it's by the guy at the end of the bar who's totally getting off on your manliness.  Try him -- you may get lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we don't want slapped around.  No, we don't want you to kill our children in the so many ways you're proven yourself so good at.  Pound on each other, if you must.  You seem to get off on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't get wet when you tell us you put your mom's pet cat in the garage, turned on the lawn mower and let the cat die of carbon monoxide poisoning. No, you didn't do it to put the poor thing out of its misery -- you did it because you'd like to do it to some human you're too much of a coward to stand up to.  If you'd do it to a cat, you'd do it to a child.  Our child.  Don't let the door hit you in the ass, stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want us.  You want us much more than we want you.  Because of this, we are the boss in any relationship.  Get over it, accept it, and you'll be much happier.  We are not slave-drivers or abusers.  We are generally pretty decent, giving, friendly people.  If you meet a strange woman, she's more likely to feed you than kill you.  This is NOT true of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kids are our kids.  Yes, you contribured your share of DNA -- but other than that and a drop of snot, you did nothing.  We build the baby.  That's our flesh and blood and hair and teeth walking around.  That's our blood and pain.  You should get on your knees in gratitude that some woman let you use her body to pass on your DNA.  You're a parasitic breeder, like a virus, and you should be praying to your wife like a goddess for letting you have the opportunity to breed -- or just live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because your simple industrial-built two-stroke brains can't keep up with our chip-driven hyperlinked intelligence, don't blame us for being illogical or talking too fast.  Speaking is a human quality.  We're better at it than you, which is just one more way we're more human than you.  If you can't keep up with a mere six or eight things at a time, that doesn't make us the stupid ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your idea of "honor" for us depends entirely on which one of your clam-neck meat-pops got tucked up our twats.  It's all about whose penis is was, or which penis, or how many penises, or what kind.  You base your entire religions on which one of you managed to bed us, and you stone and burn us to death for it.  Don't try to make out the entire concept is anything but grotesque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should stop working your asses off to keep us down.  Just think what you'd have been able to accomplish if you didn't spend half your time making sure women can't get any food, money or shelter without you as a middle-man, so we can't eat or sleep warm unless we let you put a penis in us.  No, we're not going to make you into our slaves if we take over.  If we even wanted to take over.  We're not you -- don't judge us by your lowlife standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we DON't want to send the fruit of our wombs off to your interminable idiot meat-grinder wars.  Don't call us "bitter" when you've killed our children and our husbands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quit whining over those Walls of Names you put up after wars.  If all the women and kids who get killed in your wars had walls, there wouldn't be room for sidewalks.  Put up our walls, and give us the pensions and medals for our dead, and then maybe we'll feel sorry for you.  Or how about just not killing us and each other in the first place.  Would that be too much for your little pea brains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Testicle" doesn't mean tough -- it means soft, vulnerable, and liable to draw up and hide any time you get scared or just cold.  You people have internal glands on the outsides of your bodies -- some design flaw.  You're short a whole lot of genes -- XY is just XX with a leg missing.  We're not here for you, you're here for us.  Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You invented War, Slavery, the Inquisition, Rape, Nazis, the Bomb and the Nuclear Family.  You owe us apologies, protection, and a hell of a lot of back pay.  Live with it.  And try to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should be eternally grateful we even deign to breathe the same air with you, let alone let you have sex with us. Any dog acts the way you people do, we'd put down as suffering from hydrophobia.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be so fucking grateful we don't pick you up by the heels when you're born, and drop you out the window.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're a decent guy and you aren't any of the above -- be so fucking grateful that you've bought a clue, and the women in your life won't end up not being the women in your life.  Thank your gods every time you see a woman, that you are not like those other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't like the bad rep those guys are giving you, then don't whine to us about it, go kick those guys into shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're YOUR people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^..^&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.stinz.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-108957969356298890?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/108957969356298890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/108957969356298890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108957969356298890' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6649461.post-108932185681036184</id><published>2004-07-08T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T14:24:16.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>	From:  The Jewish Comics Discussion List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Hokay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	All calm down now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Went out fishing, swells were too high to catch anything, but wet up to my butt (wading is fun!), and got to meet the neighbor dog Rocko's puppy (1/2 lab, 1/2 boxer, too cute).  Taught him REAL fast he doesn't get to play with fishing equipment or hooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Had a cigarette, too (ONLY for sedative purposes, and very occasionally, and not the grocery-store garbage, thank you).  Quite serene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Got myself into the whole numbers/who's dead/definitions crap that goes on on these lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Not good.  Not gonna do it.  Uh-uh.  Sorry if I started any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Lemme 'splain to the non-Murkins out there what it's like in this country right now.  Murkins are just madder than hell.  Those of us who saw it coming last year at the protest marches are just foaming at the mouth.  Those of us who, like moderate Republicans and military wives, finally see they're getting screwed, are coming unglued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Do you think we LIKE being painted with the brush of prisoner abuse, civilian murder by airstrike, putting in puppet governments, and whatever else crap our government is up to?  I feel like a decent German in 1936.  Pulling my hair out over my idiot government.  I am SOOOOO sorry for this.  SOOOOO many apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Yup.  I'm not the Jews.  I'm the Germans.  But this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I'VE got the internet.  And email.  And radio, and television, and video cameras, and film directors like Michael Moore who don't care what they look like (I'm counting the days until he's arrested under the Patriot Act).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Nope.  I'M not going to go through crap wars for years and finally, exhausted, put all the pieces together at the end, and out of pure grief and anger and nightmares and the need to shoot SOMEBODY put a bullet between my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	We have people in this country who think it's FUN and RIGHT and a big giggle to abuse prisoners, or drag a black man behind a truck until his head comes off, or tie a gay man to a fence and beat him to death.  When they do it, they think it's GOOD.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Right now, over and over, Americans are saying -- and I quote:  "Those poor kids in the prison abuse case were just following orders."  Just Following Orders.  It's being used as an excuse by parents and relatives of soldiers.  And Supporting The Troops means you have to support the damn war.  And our soldiers were Stabbed In The Back in Vietnam.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	But does America know German history?  Are you kidding?  If you try to bring it up as anything but some Hogan's Hero's re-run, you're sneered at.  I just had a newspaper editor laughingly refer to me as The Woman Who Writes About Nazis.  THAT stopped when I started signing my emails to him as Donna (The Woman Who Writes About Nazis) Barr.  You're not allowed to know, or study, or understand.  The party line is that the Germans were just peculiarly evil, and odd, and How Could That Happen?  That's the line you follow, and that's all there is to it.  This is THE most important history for Americans to know right now, and it is suppressed at every turn.  All of a sudden, poof, abracadabra, the Nazis (who are viewed as some kind of alien aberration, born with their boots on) turned up, and killed all the Jews and attacked the world.  And Hitler -- my God, the man is worshiped as an evil God.  Instead of just another monkey who pooped in his diapers and shaved every morning and liked strudel, lasagna and dogs (and dogs liked him, but dogs, as nice as they are, are flunkies).  In other words, somebody we can't look out for or whose methods we can understand, because he's almost a kind of supernatural being.  He's Satan.  He's EVIL.  Nothing past that surface.  We can't understand, so we won't -- and we'll be completely unprepared when the same methods surface, as they are doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I live in this country.  This is what's going on. And I'm pissed (and I don't mean drunk -- I mean I resent the hell out of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	The neo-cons need fighting every step of the way, and if my knowledge of what went on in Germany can help me in that fight, then I'm using it.  The neo-cons won't quit, and that's why we can't, either.  I'm part of the hugest empire ever was, and no way do you want us Decent Germans letting the beast get out of hand THIS time.  None of you will be safe.  Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	So par'm me if I'm not going to get involved in the numbers game. I don't plan to end up BEING part of the numbers, this time.&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;	Oh my God.  The neighbor just backed his truck down the road, done up for a Fun Days Float.  You never saw anything so Queer Eye in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Donna Barr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^..^&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6649461-108932185681036184?l=wolffood.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/108932185681036184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6649461/posts/default/108932185681036184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffood.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108932185681036184' title=''/><author><name>Donna Barr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16904536331777669867</uri><email>donnabarr@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06937007535288223387'/></author></entry></feed>