A Story For You All
While bored in California, I stumbled upon a surprisingly startling and unnervingly true story from a book I just purchased called Full Frontal Feminism: A Young Woman’s Guide To Why Feminism Matters
I don’t know if you’ve heard of “Pregnancy Crisis Centers”, but they are mock Planned Parenthood centers that parade themselves about as women’s healthcare centers, but in reality they are there to bully or trick women into remaining pregnant.
Here is the story.
“According to a Planned Parenthood email, a seventeen year old girl mistakenly walked into a “Pregnancy Crisis Center” thinking it was Planned Parenthood, which is next door. The group took down the girl’s personal confidential information and told her to come back for her appointment, which would be held in their “other office” (The real Planned Parenthood office nearby).
When she showed up for her nonexistant appoinment, she was met by the police, who had be erroneously tipped that a minor was being forced to abort. The Pregnancy Crisis Center staff followed up this harrasment by staking out the girl’s house, phoning her father at work and even talking to her fellow classmates about her pregnancy, urging them to harass her. “
Your taxes pay for these “Crisis Centers”. Good to know, eh?
Happy fourth, everybody
I have never felt so unhappy. Upon returning here, I feel as if I have no purpose. Today seems to be mocking me, with its drizzly overcast weather and ultra-american celebrations. Hot dogs and hamburgers all around!
I’ve seen DJ once since I’ve been home. It’s nice to know that he gives a shit.
Carol is off visiting colleges, and Paige is at a college program in RISD.
Yesterday I took it upon myself to make my way to the library, where I intended to read up on Voltaire. Lo and behold, someone stole every last book by and or relating to him. So instead, I read up on manias and delusions & phobias. I brought home “The Collective Works of Amy Hempel” (Recommended by Mr. Palahniuk), “Pro-Choice vs. Pro-Life: The Ethics of Abortion” and “Schizophrenia”. When I went to go grab “The Essential Feminist Reader”, it was not there, and turns out, all things 216-305 were in storage due to the expansion of the library. I was somewhat unpleased. I read my little book on Schizophrenia last night in my dreariness. Did you know that multiple personalities and schizophrenia are two completely different things? I thought they always sort of went hand in hand. Anyways, while I was reading this, I sort of sunk into a state, and after I finished the book, I took it upon myself to have a good cry. This did nothing but piss me off.
So, I redirected this anger to material objects. I am naked, slept naked, and will remain naked as often as possible (Not in the sexual sense), or wearing the same thing as often as I can. De-materialization has begun!
