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Saturday, February 19, 2005
Official Ragga Muffins Productions Page
colors 25, 2005
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John, Micah, and Tyler will be with me tomorrow for
The 2005 Annual Ragga Muffins Festival!!
Saturday & Sunday, February 19th & 20th, 2005!
@ the Long Beach Arena in Long Beach, California.
Starring Jimmy Cliff & Steel Pulse + many more
i can't talk rory into coming too. :(
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Saturday, February 12, 2005
Screw You Guys, I'm Going Home!
YES! liberals unite...be happy to be on the left - the left is right, after all.:)
'No one is handcuffing you here,' he said. 'If you don't want to live in this country, then leave.' Not an original statement in the least. Since 9/11, countless self-described patriots have accused anti-war protestors of siding with the terrorists, and they have graciously invited those who oppose the Administration to get the hell out. To those people I say,
NO! I want YOU out of America.
You heard me. If anyone here is desecrating American values, it's you, the conservatives. I refuse to tolerate your debasement of liberals any longer. We leftists are through trying to 'connect' with you. None of you really wanted unity anyway, unless it meant complete surrender to your way of thinking. We will borrow a page from your book and fight tooth and nail until we take America back.
Kill The Goat
terrific by the numbers. it seems so simple, but it resonates with reality and humor.
Friday, February 11, 2005
a collage from the bekah church of wonder's affirmation collection
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desire Los Angeles
my boss went beyond mean and unreasonable to monstrous and crazy today...and i was the target. so i got home about an hour ago and have spent most of the time exploring the web for validation of my feelings of victimization.
Emotionally abusive bosses are the bullies of the corporate world. They relish in your discomfort and like nothing more than to see you squirm under the pressures of their harsh criticisms. Why do they do it? Noa Davenport, who wrote Mobbing: Emotional Abuse in the American Workplace, says the underlying reason for bullying is “a desire to dominate, subjugate, and eliminate” (15). Gary and Ruth Namie, both PhDs who started the Campaign Against Workplace Bullying (CAWB) say that bullies are liars and cowards whose intent is to control the victim. These bullies – your boss – revel in animosity and actually gain pleasure from hurting you. What it comes down to is the insecurity your boss feels and pushes onto you to make themselves feel better. Bullies are comforted by feeling powerful, over-compensating for whatever control they feel they lack.
a few of the articles define like four different types of abusive boss; my boss fits two of the four categories to a tee.
it's a shame. i need to work, and going to work after three years of grieving devastation was a big step toward what i considered an engagement with "life." Living people work; work is what the living do. having been a poor and single mother for most of my adult life, working has never been something i shied from, certainly not due to inadequacy or laziness on my part. i have held jobs for long periods of time, eighteen years, five years, and i have never stormed off a job or been fired from a job in an explosive manner.
in the seven months i've been at my current position, i have been denigrated, criticized, minimized, chewed out, ordered about rudely, manipulated, and so on, more than i ever was in my entire working life prior.
in fact, that was true within about two months of my taking the position. and to think that one of the reasons i chose not to return to the job i held when bekah was killed was that my boss could be abusive. well, he could also be fair, respectful, and he was always brilliant, which kinda made up for some of the negatives. i mean it was more worthwhile to take some heat from him. still, i knew not long after bekah died that i was not constructed in such a way that i would tolerate the pressure again. besides, the commute was a total bitch, the meanest 13 miles on the face of the earth, and i just did not believe there was a reason good enough for me to subject myself to that stress ten times a week for the rest of what i hoped, and still hope, would be a life full enough for me to be glad i had it.
anyhow. i like the surroundings where i work, i like everyone else i work with, except for the person i work FOR. and life is too short to spend five days a week being told what a fuckup you are.
especially by a fuckup. guess i'll go check out craigslist for a while....
Myths, misperceptions, stereotypes and falsehoods about bullying and harassment
this article is wonderful. i do have to get another job. but after reading this i feel slightly equipped to rise above the bullying in the meantime, know it's not really about me, and be able to stay composed and remain employed until he lets me go, which means i would collect unemployment, or until i have another, undoubtedly better, position.
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Albany, Hampton Named Top Submarines in Norfolk
yet another story by that great journalist, andy zask. oh, to write like he does....
Submariners, USS Albany Family Association Builds Home in Hampton Roads
author: Andy Zask. man that dude can WRITE! :)
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red and purple sky; taken maybe 4 years ago, with a polaroid camera
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Tuesday, February 08, 2005
dorothea.jpg (JPEG Image, 600x600 pixels) - Scaled (99%)
enjoy a painting by a real artist - ililani of underground stream. and she is wise and a good writer as well. worth checking out, definitely.
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
among others, jan 2005
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somehow the Bekah Church of Wonder did not make the list? hehehe
nor did the makers of this fun test consider that no religion would be the correct answer. but that's cool. when i think i should be able to capsulize my spiritual beliefs with a quick word or two, i think spiritual humanist. or humanistic spiritualist. but no matter what, i don't embrace dogma or swallow anybody's answers whole, except possibly, my own.
Who am i, what am i
A picture's worth
I stand on the sand, and I'm rocking grief to sleep in my arms.
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