When "speck" is defined as a noun, it is 'a very small mark, or amount', it is 'a bit'.
But when "Speck" is the name of a cat, it is defined as "Get out of my room":
As a future tense, it is defined as, "I don't have to tell you what will happen if you don't":
I saw the movie today--this is its opening weekend--and really enjoyed it quite a bit. Many reviews, though, have been quite critical (although the audience reception worldwide has been huge).
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]]>I'd been wondering why they were only vaccinating girls, when boys are a transmission vector.
And if you were trying to wipe out a virus, wouldn't you want to eliminate the source and all.
Logically, if you want to protect your girls, you need to vaccinate the boys too, no?
Is not a single-gender virus.
I just came across this:
"HPV vaccine will eventually be available for boys and men ages 9 to 26 because the Food and Drug Administration approved it for prevention of genital warts in October."
Well, that's nice.
Wouldn't want them getting warts on their little heehaws in the course of transmitting potentially lethel germies....
It's going to be some good Thanksgiving eats this year!
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]]>In Biblical times, the Scapegoat was an important community ritual, whereby a litany of the sins and tribulations of the tribe were recited, and symbolically laden onto the back of a goat. The goat was then released into the desert, to bear their burdens away.
A cleansing had occurred, through the ritual of naming and atonement.
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But scapegoating isn’t about ritual anymore, is it?
We don’t make masks, or sacrifice goats – we sacrifice people – people who challenge our status quo, make us feel uncomfortable, do things we don’t agree with or think are ‘right’ – or people who fail to do what we have decided they ’should have’ done. Scapegoats are people who are just plain vulnerable to the hostile social, psychological discrediting routine some people use to shift accountability, responsibility, guilt and blame away from themselves. As was said in a recent Tricycle post, “if you want to hurt someone, demonize them first.”
Scapegoats are sisters, brothers, fathers, mothers, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, lovers, husbands, wives, ex-anyones, co-workers – they sit beside you in restaurants, on buses, and at your dinner table.
Scapegoats are never born. They are made.
Scapegoat could be me …
or you.
Thoughts to ponder:
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]]>It seemed about to rain all day. Glad it didn't, we accomplished a lot.