Company charging employees for being overweight!

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In late June, the Indianapolis-based hospital system announced that starting in 2009, it will fine employees $10 per paycheck if their body mass index (BMI, a ratio of height to weight that measures body fat) is over 30. If their cholesterol, blood pressure, and glucose levels are too high, they'll be charged $5 for each standard they don't meet. Ditto if they smoke: Starting next year, they'll be charged another $5 in each check.

Is that not insane and also, descriminatory?

Third wave feminism and the mommy wars.

This article blames third wave feminism for ignoring the fact that women in a lower income households often do not have the choice of whether to be a stay at home mom. The article isn't particularly good, and it would be nice if they'd actually give specific faults rather than a general accusation but I see what the authors attempting to say. So what do you think?

Do I Have To Change The Name Of This Blog?

I'm posting this just because I can't believe this is still news. I've already seen way too many articles on poor clinton's use of the word "girl". I think I'm gonna start calling this blog "redundant news" or "news that hangs around too long" or maybe even, "how is this news?"

Seriously, who cares about Clinton's use of the english language!? Not me.

Sex neccessary step to a socially adjusted teen

There's something to be said about "first time" stories. Actually any teenage- sex stories I've heard are usually ridiculously entertaining. The shit my friends and I went through as awkward teens experimenting. But without all those failed attempts, sticky situations and hesitant encounters we wouldn't be the stable, healthy young adults we are.... right??

which begs the question, do people who have sex in their teens become naturally more socially adjusted?

I would say yes. The first time I had intercourse i was 16.. no wait 17? uh? it was grade 12.. anyway, let's describe me as ignorant and socially awkward up until that point at least. I was also desperately trying to have sex all through high school to no avail since I was pretty much, undesirable and incapable of talking to the opposite sex for the most part... except for some of my gay male friends. At any rate, I did manager to hook up a couple times in high school but it took a lot of liquor to make me lose my verbal diarrhea. In the end I think I got a little action a couple parties but didn't have sex until mid grade 12.

At any rate, thank god! It was like suddenly I wasn't so horrible uncomfortable with myself. It was like, ok that's taken care of.. onto the next adventure.. Of course I ended up in 3 year relationship with the wrong person, but the rebound sex after that was super fun.

I can't help but think that if I had managed to lose it a little earlier in high school, I may not have been such a horrible socially awkward freak in my last years of high school. I was certainly a depressed and anxiety ridden teen. But hey, now I'm just an alcoholic.. which really isn't all the different.

Perverts! They're everywhere!

I know I'm a paranoid ass... this much I have accepted about myself. I'm paranoid. But I'm paranoid in really strange ways. See, I can walk around at 4 am alone downtown and not be worried about my safety.. well when I'm drunk I worry less. I'm paranoid in the type of way where I'm certain that there's some kind of hidden camera in the unisex bathroom at work. I'm so paranoid, that I go to great lengths to conceal myself while taking a piss.

I'm also paranoid in the way that, creepy male landlords in the past, have led me to believe that my shower and other intimate areas were also being watched! This had me scurrying around for a pin hole camera and fearing the bathroom. I dunno where exactly I developed this paranoia. I'm not the type of person who worries if her food has been poisoned or whether the CIA is tapping her phones. I'm more concerned about perverts. Living in a tallish apartment building accross from more tallish apartment buildings.. I find myself glancing out my window before I change to make sure there is no ass with binoculars.

I'm trying to put my finger on this paranoia. It's similar to my paranoia of being in high places when I'm drunk.(which I've recently gotten over) because one time I was really drunk I was completely convinced that jumping off of said high place would be an excellent idea. Okay so my version of drunk is not exactly other peoples version of drunk... at any rate... weird paranoia's and how to trace them? I got no clue.

Also, I'm pretty judgemental of older men.. in the sense that I look at most of them and think they're perverts... maybe thats because there are so many older men that are perverts and everyday I have an incident. example of yesterday:

I'm walking home from work and I see a friend across the road and I wave to her with a big smile and she waves back. all of a sudden I notice this old man standing nearly infront of her (who i wasn't paying attention to)was paying an awful lot of attention to me.. i think he thought i was waving to him, so a bit awkward but i just pass on by him and i see out of the corner of my eye, his whole body turn around and following me. So I'm walking pretty fast and taking swirvy streets to get home just to make sure I'm not paranoid. But he is following me! right until my apartment building is in view and luckily my boyfriend was headed in my direction! He gave me a big hug and kiss and I felt releived... however the man walked by us and stared at me with this really huge and creepy smile, I was wearing my sunglasses, the type you can't see peoples eyes through... and anyway, I noticed that tho his whole head was cranked nearly backwards watching as he was now in front of us...

another story is this creepy old man that takes my bus everyday. He's this fat old chinese man who obviously feels no shame in staring at womens breasts as they walk by and will even take a step back to take a real good look at random girls' asses. Now I had a problem with him first because before I noticed this behaviour I noticed that he would stand a meter away from me and stare at me with a smirk... just stare. The only reason I noticed is because I was looking for the bus. But he just stood there. If I was in the bus terminal, he would be on the other side of the glass facing me and staring. At first I thought it was my imagination, but then I was alone one day and he was clearly staring at me. It was making me very uncomfortable. This has been going on for over a year. He use to try and sit really close to me on the bus and I would always get up and move somewhere else on the bus. I have noticed tho over the last year how he goes through phases between staring at me for a month and staring at another for a month and bouncing back and forth. It's freaky. So what do you do? what do you say? He's just a pervert.. ignore him? I guess. All I know is, I'm keeping my keys accessable at the bus-stop.

I Heart Dan Savage

I just had to devote a little space to the one person who gets it all when it comes to sex. So I thought I'd post a few of my favorite letters and back talks!

Big Time
July 5, 2007
By Dan Savage


Joe Newton
I'm a 29-year-old married man. My wife and I are both active people (rock climbing, cycling, and kayaking) and our sex life is good. However, since high school I've been turned on by thick, big-butt, big-tit, ugly, trashy girls. In my 20s, I would secretly go to bars in the suburbs to pick up these thick, ugly girls. But I've only ever been in relationships with fit, attractive, intellectual girls. I'm married to one and I'm madly in love with her. I've been able to repress my desires for the past three years, hoping that I'd become sexually attracted to my wife. Unfortunately, it's now clear that fat, ugly, hick girls are what turn my crank—but I could never be in a relationship with one of these girls. Quite frankly, these girls are of no interest to me outside of my sexual desires. What should I do?

Big And Trashy Lover

Sometimes I don't even know where to begin.

But, fuck, might as well start with the truth: Do you know why you dismiss the girls you find attractive—girls who are not, by your dick's definition, unattractive in the least—as "ugly, trashy girls," "thick, ugly girls," "fat, ugly, hick girls," etc.? For the same reason, BATL, that you've ruled out the possibility of ever having a relationship with a fat girl: You're a cowardly, hateful piece of shit.

That's unkind, of course, just like describing all fat girls as "ugly" or suggesting that women can be intelligent or heavy but never both. So here's a kindler, gentler take: A long, long time ago you internalized our culture's anti-fat prejudice. We all do, of course, to greater or lesser extents. But when you hit puberty, BATL, your sexual tastes brought you into conflict with those anti-fat prejudices. At that moment, BATL, you had an obligation to yourself and to your future sex partners to overcome your prejudices. Instead, disgusted by your desires, you projected your disgust and anger onto the women you want to fuck. Terrified of the shame and judgment that would come your way if you had a relationship with a big woman, you convinced yourself that all big women are thick, stupid trash. A big woman might be worth fucking, you concluded, but she could never be worthy of love.

So what do you do now, BATL? Well, you either stay with the skinny woman you married—a woman who will never satisfy you sexually—or you divorce her and find yourself a big girl, a woman who's active and intelligent, a woman you could love madly and wanna fuck, er, badly. But you know what? That woman deserves better than you.

I'm a 47-year-old man and my wife is 49. We got married four years ago. Two days ago, she came back from the doctor and told me she has genital herpes. She said she must have contracted it years ago and never had an outbreak until 10 days ago. She has been to the doctor countless times over the years. I don't know what to think. Is it really possible she didn't know? I know she needs me to be loving now, but it's hard when I can't believe she just found out. If she knew about it and lied, my trust is destroyed. Also, how can our marriage survive when I can't bring myself to have sex with her? What do you think?

Marriage In Serious Trouble

I think you're being a douche, MIST.

But, hey, everyone's entitled to a little douchebaggery now and then. The wife's got a sexually transmitted infection—that's upsetting and you're freaked. Understandable. You're also overreacting and misinformed, MIST, and continued douchebaggery on your part may end your marriage. So set down the douchebag and start getting informed, okay?

"His wife could have been exposed to the herpes virus decades ago," says Karen J. Pataky, a nurse practitioner and clinician at Planned Parenthood of Metropolitan Washington. Which means it's possible that your wife didn't know, MIST—believe it. Why would she suddenly have an outbreak? "Her immune system could have kept it contained all this time," says Pataky. "As we near 50, our immune systems become a little less competent to deal with certain things."

As for all those trips to the doctor? "None of the medical situations that MIST describes would lead a physician to check for herpes antibodies; she would not know through routine blood tests, either." (MIST included some details about his wife's medical history that I shared with Pataky.)

And guess what, MIST? If your wife could have been infected for years without knowing, then you could have been infected for years without knowing. Pataky connects the suppurating dots: "It's possible that he is the one who infected her and he has not had an outbreak. Or he had a small outbreak and it went away quickly and he didn't think twice about it."

So what do you do now?

"He can get a blood test if he wants to know if he has antibodies to herpes," says Pataky. Antibodies only indicate that you've been exposed, not whether you will develop symptoms. If it turns out that you're not already exposed, MIST, you can use condoms at all times to protect yourself—but condoms don't provide 100 percent protection against herpes. So why not do the decent, loving thing and just assume you're already infected and refuse to let a piddling thing like herpes destroy your marriage? "Cancer, HIV, heart attack—that's horrible news," says Pataky. "This is not horrible news. Herpes is not something to ruin a marriage over, medically speaking. It's never life threatening and it's possible to go years without any outbreaks."

So, MIST, do you love your wife more than you fear a relatively mild STI that you've probably already been exposed to and may have exposed your wife to in the first place? If the answer to that question isn't "yes," MIST, you're a bigger douche than I thought.

I'll post a few more in a bit. I've got to find them on the net!

Anti-feminists....

A week ago I was commenting on a feminist blog and this troll came in and started blabbing about us "angry" feminists and how we're so egotistical. So anyway, for the hell of it, i check out his blog which he was also bragging about. His blog which is so cleverly labelled Antimisandry, is of course, just female hating in disguise. The majority of articles are about "false rape reports" and conspiracy theories about feminists. It's screaming about evil women not letting fathers see their kids by using the court system as weapon and all kinds of garbage. I tried to find something credible in there.. I'm trying to give the persecuted penis, the benifit of a doubt but I have to admit it's pretty damn hard after reading a couple of those articles. Posts are typical really, false rape alligations, women killing their children, how young boys are receiving poor education... yaddda yadda.
So owner/author of the site proclaims that his site isn't anti-women, it's anti-feminist... I'm sorry... isn't that basically saying that you don't care about women's rights and equality? soooooo isn't that basically anti-women? I think the articles speak for themself. I'm always shocked by these sites even tho I've seen so many.

oh I've linked this particular thread from the site where a feminist goes on to ask questions about anti-feminism. It's messed.