Blog o’ Gnosis

This week is birthday week. Lyra turned 18 on Sunday, and even more amazing, Bowen turned 20 yesterday! As much as I knew it was going to happen, I found myself unprepared for the emotional firestorm that occurred when my my oldest became a 20 year old. He must really be grown up. I must really be grown up, too.

I read a movie review of Million Dollar Baby in the newsletter of the UCSC Feminist Studies Department, my old alma mater, that reminded me what I hate about feminism — or should I say, what I hate about some feminisms (oh how pretentious those plurals sound!).

By now it’s a safe bet that even if it were possible to end the war in Iraq by dealing strategically with Iran, Syria, Saudi Arabia, and other states fueling the insurgency, if this administration attempted it they would fuck it up.