Disturbing comment of the day

After working eight hours without speaking to a co-worker, he decides to ask a question. ¨When are you going to start wearing pants?¨

Difficult question, I mean who cares or what is it to you? I am no crazy Pentecostal or Satanic chick. I am just a city girl.

I resulted to answering, ¨When I stop feeling fat in them¨

A good day for free speech and the media: The Water Hog Case

Southeast United States is enduring a massive drought that has been affecting the states of Georgia, Florida, and Alabama. It is an interesting situation because it involves the needs of three states’ governments and those of the feds. The access and amount of water being used is at the center of the debate, and in the middle of such mayhem there is a water hog. The water hog is a man that lives in a suburb of Atlanta, whose residence requires the usage of water used by 60 homes per day.

What is left to do for the working people to do? Call the media.

The people of Cobb County in Georgia exposed the water hog and forced him to re-evaluate his greediness. Although the property still uses massive amounts of water, he reduced the water usage for his palace.

It makes me feel good to know that the media still serves the people.

http://www.wsbtv.com/news/14587528/detail.html

I would like to take a picture of her naked body.

I would like to take a picture of her naked body.

Women, body image, and culture engage in a long conversation that intrigues and haunts us. The lines of the female body are admired and psychologically mutilated in each of us. Although culture is not restricted to a specific body type, culture plays a fascinating dance that defines and punishes our body lines.

In the case of the specimen of the Nacirema money allows for quite a freedom. I came across with young specimen that engages in mutilation practices, in order to satisfy our eyes. Linda is a 20 year old college student who loves going through multiple surgical procedures. She has undergone gastric bypass, breast augmentation, tummy tucks, chin modifications, and still succeeds in finding abusing boyfriends that put her down. Money allows for cuts of blood and a constant lack of satisfaction.

And what ever happened to diet, exercise, and working hard for a goal?

The Cats have to work their own politics.

Everything living and not living changes. As part of our nature, environmental change makes us more adapt to new situations. Individual adaptation makes our survival more pleasant. But this decade have proved to show tragic attempts to resist change, even when the environment allows for an easier social well being.

Some Case Studies:

Gay Scandals in the GOP-The recent cases of Bob Allen, Larry Craig, and Richard Curtis did not catch me by surprise. All were caught in the act, and pledged to their heterosexuality, which only leads to denial and more public embarrassment. Is quite confusing especially with the vast amount of gay rednecks in the states. Lucky us!!

The Great Wall between Mexico and U.S – I just cannot recall a wall that has worked. Well … I guess the Wall of China is a great tourist attraction.

Credit Lines- Just another form of slavery.

My co-worker loves his job.

Fresh out of college, I was not expecting to find the job of my dreams. I learned that not expecting may get you into interestingly frustrating situations. Working for the not for profit social sector can be disappointing. There is not enough money being injected into social programs, which makes my job and lifestyle harder to accomplish. Moreover, the more you listen to new stories it becomes apparent that what the people need is not what the people are getting. This redundant bureaucracy creates a never ending web of redundant phone conversations.

And my co-worker loves his job

You may like this faux power given by a comfortable chair. I cringe with the thought of sitting in front of a desk awaiting the next call that excites you.

The mischievous food industry

Due to its lack of power, I do not like the word victim. But because of that, I need to tell that I think about food every single hour of the day. As if I was a starving kid in a poor country. I plan my day around what I will eat. It is disgusting.

The food industry in the United States is an ever expanding business complex that, rather build a fat army for a valueless dollar. Such business makes and advertises for each individual to eat 3,800 calories a day. We only need 2,000. Eat! Eat! Eat!But do not forget to keep eating. What is freighting is that food regulation is virtually inexistent. We are getting now some of the worst produce ever eaten. With governmental support, corporations produce food the cheapest way possible. It is not surprising that our food is infected with bacteria and other toxic substances. Blaming the “terrorist” of food contamination is good war propaganda. I rather the government would make corporations spend more money in the way they prepare their products, and raise the standards of what can be sold without making us pay more. The more processes the food is the better. The only regulation is the right to sell and make money.

Culturally food is used as a sign of status. People want to see and be seen in expensive restaurants. Tell other friends of the fantastic dinner they had, at an upscale fast food. They might explain a low service tip by describing how horrible was the service. In the work environment there is always a co-worker eats out all the time. It may be the case that, they are to lazy to cook. But there is a sickly psychological satisfaction in eating out and eating. People rather swipe the slaving credit card than prepare food at home. It is disgusting.

Feeling Good

Currently reading Holy Terror: Andy Warhol Close Up by Bob Colacello

After graduating and taking a desk job, I realized that I was turning into the typical conformist northern American. I would start my day by reading celebrity gossip and ignoring the issues that surround my situation. While getting intoxicated buying products that I do not need and eating out like a pig. I have been interested with the tragedy of the “American dream” as reflected in Lindsey Lohan, and ignoring the racial injustices caused by of Jena High School controversy. I am not tired of margaritas, but I am finally concentrating on things I enjoy. Now I give you the pleasure to enjoy my words with that that fascinates me: culture, art, and the collective.

Después de graduarme y comenzar a trabajar en una oficina (desk job), me di cuenta que lentamente me estaba convirtiendo en el típico gringo Americano. Comenzaba mi día leyendo los últimos chismes del momento ignorando las verdades que caracterizan mi situación. Como buen capitalista, me encantaba ir a comprar productos que no necesitaba y deje de cocinar par comer fuera como un cerdo. Por las mañanas leía las últimas ocurrencias de la tragedia del sueño americano. Como las actividades de esas chicas blanquitas ricas por herencia, que a falta de talento dejan de comer. Finalmente me estoy concentrando en las cosas me gustan. Ahora, quiero darle el placer de disfrutar mis palabras y compartir eso que me fascina: la cultura, el arte, y el colectivo.

Mi estructura

De mi cabeza para el mundo