Now

Well, When I first opened blogger, it was because I wanted to rant. Ranting is good, I suppose somewhere between gazing at a website designed for anti-feminists, the wikipage for misogyny, and opening youtube for some background noise, I realized that there's nothing I can do about deluded, selfish, egocentric, and utterly incorrigible people. Sure, I can rant, but it'd probably be a task better saved for when I can type and think clearly (i.o.w, not at 1 AM), and When I've thoroughly thought through my issue. Getting things out clearly is a plus.

I am going to post the mini-comment-rant I had started earlier, in reply to a troll on thefbomb.org, though. I often rant at this guy, but then end up deleting it because I hate feeding the troll, and he doesn't listen to what anyone says, only takes it as an opportunity to spew out more garbage.

And why is it such an issue that women have the rights to their OWN bodies?
When a man carries a child for 9 months, giving it part of his very own life and soul, and then goes through the pure agony of birth, then it might make sense for him to have rights over the body of his child pre- and post- conception.
And when a man and a woman can be in a committed and trusting relationship with one another, with all equality and humanity involved, not to mention love, then it only makes sense that they share the rights of their children. Believe it or not, Commitment actually means COMMITMENT. It means that you're in it together. So if one of the partners suddenly decides "Oh hey, this isn't working for me", It only makes sense that that partner would at least fill their part of the bargain, to help raise THEIR child -not his, not hers, theirs- in whatever way works. If that means child-support, so be it.

It could have, and would have, been a lot longer, but I stopped. Then ended up here.

At any rate, I think I've come across a purpose for this blog. Instead of neglecting it, I'm going to video/song reviews. I remember doing one of Taylor Swift/Lady GaGa for my feminist litterature and works by women class, and despite hating essays, I liked the process. I'll post the essay I wrote, at some point, and then I think I'll start doing a few (smaller, less lengthy) other reviews/things with a few other songs.

And for my references, Here are some of the songs I'd like to do to get me started.
Natasha Bedingfield- Strip Me
P!nk- Raise Your Glass
Taylor Swift- mine