Is Feminism dead??

Thinking a lot about the demise of feminism and the young ladies of today. Glad to know it still exists in some form. Wouldn't have thought so though, the way things are.
The UK government spending money on creating adverts to let young women know its wrong for their boyfriends to call them names, undermine them, hit them, as the recent Shane Meadows advert shows.. (I wonder if he donated any of his fee to charity) they need it because at the same time the UK government are closing down refuges for women and children, battered and tortured women and children escaping from the clutches of controlling bullying men thrown onto the street to access their support at 'walk-in centres'...


Still women are not on equal pay, still women are controlled day to day.
Now women think their tits and ass are their power- wrong kind of power sister.

Get this!- I was at my girls primary school valentines disco (ages 3-10) the other evening when a small boy from my daughters class (age 8) came over to her with 2 other boys and said ''yeah dance for us, shake your butt and I will pay you £2'' !! good grief, where did he come from?...oh yeah, the world around him.

We could lazily blame the parents alone or we could start looking to ourselves as well. Our compliance with all this degradation. Nuts, Loaded, The Star, The Sun..to name but some. All at eye level, integrated in our existences, normal everyday life.

My daughter went on to tell him that Girls cannot be bought with cash...confusing I guess as this is not the message he obviously gets from society.

HEAVY


Now for something lovely.
A woman named Emma Lazenby won the short film Bafta for her animation 'Mother of many' which was inspired by her Mother, a midwife.

A wee clip

2010!!!!!

Blimey!

I had to take time out. Since May 2008, I had to sort my family out.
Midwiffing left no space for that WHATSOEVER. Since my last post I have moved house twice, my eldest left home, youngest started school nursery, third child had to be home schooled as there was no place at secondary school to be had (apart from the one closest to us which I would not touch with a barge pole since the second child's friend hung himself in year 7 due to bullying in that environment...)I learnt who my absent (for 36years) Father was and hence, have learnt a few things about myself.

So

I fell down the mountain but have tended my injuries and have dusted myself down, repacked my kit bag and am at the final point of preparation to get back up it.....

Before that, I will move back into my family home which my Love has so greatly toiled upon and tended to.


End of April will see me re-entering the world of higher learning.

I thought maybe I would hit the ground running but that looks unlikely. What is likely is that I am clearer,wiser, stronger and less naive than I was before thanks to my trials of life. Oh yeah, and sober- no longer need to hit the vino at the end of the long days when I can't cope, no more smoking either! That is thanks to some marvellous hypno.

Things are looking brighter, the world being an oyster, get back what you put out and all that ;)