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Jimi

Jimi

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Good Sunday mornin Family :wave:
It's freezin here, I hate this real cold weather
I hope you are all stayin inside, warm, and well'

May be an image of ‎text that says '‎Good Morning دد‎'‎


May be a doodle of text that says 'I'm wishing you love, peace, joy & hot coffee... today & every day. Sunday Sunday GoodMorning'
 
Bliss Doubt

Bliss Doubt

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Jimi said:
I am the walrus
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I love that. How is it that the walrus, hardly ever mentioned or thought of any day by most anybody, lends itself so well to poetic themes?

From Lewis Carroll's "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland":

O Oysters, come and walk with us!'
The Walrus did beseech.
A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each.'

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head —
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat —
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more —
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.

The time has come,' the Walrus said,
To talk of many things:
Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax —
Of cabbages — and kings —
And why the sea is boiling hot —
And whether pigs have wings.'

But wait a bit,' the Oysters cried,
Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!'
No hurry!' said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

A loaf of bread,' the Walrus said,
Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed —
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed.'

But not on us!' the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!'
The night is fine,' the Walrus said.
Do you admire the view?

It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!'
The Carpenter said nothing but
Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf —
I've had to ask you twice!'

It seems a shame,' the Walrus said,
To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!'
The Carpenter said nothing but
The butter's spread too thick!'

I weep for you,' the Walrus said:
I deeply sympathize.'
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

O Oysters,' said the Carpenter,
You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none —
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one."
 
Bliss Doubt

Bliss Doubt

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Member For 5 Years
Lolita
-Lana del Rey


I read "Lolita" when I was very young. It was in my parents' eclectic library that lined a whole hallway of our house. I didn't fully understand the novel at the time. I was too young, and the author, in the narrative, never expressly said what he was aiming for.

It was a sad story of pedophilia.

One of the most widely read books in history, "Lolita" is about a man who marries a woman who is the mother of an adorable adolescent girl. The main character of the story, "Humbert Humbert", immediately begins moving on the daughter. Lolita's mother dies, and Humbert keeps Lolita as his own child wife and his perpetual victim. At some point she gets away from him and makes her own life. When he finds her again some years later, she is abjectly poor, living in a trailer park, in an unhappy relationship with a man she doesn't love. Humbert offers to take her back and make her life better, but no, she firmly chooses a life of harsh deprivation over being Humbert's victim ever again.

Many years later I read another book, "Reading Lolita in Tehran" by Azar Nafisi, who was a literature professor in Tehran. Her story was of having her best students come to her home on a regular basis for a literature salon, in which she served them tea and pastries, as they discussed the books she'd assigned them to read. One of those books was "Lolita". Nafisi's own story in her own book was in the context of the position of women in the culture of Islamic fundamentalism, in the milieu of extreme censorship in Iran. During that time her university classes were monitored by male professors, and she was forced to alter her curriculum. This was why she held these private salons in her home.

After "Lolita" has been read and discussed, she points out to her students that a survey was given some years after the release of the novel, asking who was the victim of the story. She pointed out that most people who responded to the survey felt that Humbert was the victim of a seductive, devious child.

Lolita's real name, in the story, was Dolores. I felt Dolores' sadness and her lost childhood when I read it, and Humbert's perversion and self indulgent criminality. He believed he was the victim of Lolita's charms, and defined her as being in a class of young girls who behaved as seductresses. Gawd.

In the 21st century, just as we were finally getting past that patriarchal attitude that the sexual victim has asked for it, caused it herself, and is the one to blame, just as we were determining that a victim must be listened to, we're experiencing that Marxist inversion of values, including moves to make "consensual" pedophilia legal, as if minor children could give any real informed consent. We have "NAMBLA", North American Man/Boy Love Association, and strange laws being proposed that allow for consenting children to be victimized.

Will we ever learn? When a child is sexually victimized, a facet of their emotional and mental development stops dead at that age and never advances, and they stand a good chance of becoming the next perpetrator of pedophilia on the next child victim.
 
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