That's what students call class work that is just meant to take up time and has no real appreciable value. I'm pretty sure I've done a boatload of it the past four days. Some of it had value, but I have been interrupted and spinning in circles.
I have graded all I can stand today, and the rest will get done tomorrow. Still have errands. Still have cleaning, but I feel a little pressure alleviated. Carly pulled a muscle Saturday night and went to the chiropractor this afternoon and she is so much better.
Abel wore his purple to the hall on Sunday. I hardly ever wear purple because it does not go that well with red hair. But I have some purple triangle jewelry so on occasion, I do deck out in the violets. Last time I did that, Abel wore purple to the meeting too. In our hall, there is a sister named Heather who always matches her husband Matt. Her mother Margie in EH always matches her husband Gary. I have often thought if I had a husband in the truth, that I would match us up. Which means he'd better like green, but anyhow. I didn't like having us match.
Yesterday I went to the back room to pay the balance on the Bethel trip in October, and Abel was back there talking to the elder in charge of collecting and organizing. I talked to him for a few moments and it didn't bother me. Then I went to the literature desk and Abel was leaned on the counter and I leaned on it next to him because I had to have a couple of Bibles and some other things. I forgot to get one of the other things because I was standing there thinking how comfortable it was to stand next to him, how much I just like him as a person, but evidently that is a one-way street, so I was fussing at myself silently and walked out with half of what I meant to get.
I still think that life is harder on women than men in this system. Think of slavery in the U.S. during the 17-19th centuries. Men were exploited for their labor. So were women. Women were also exploited for their wombs. There are two ways for a slave holder to get more slaves: buy them. breed them. Breeding is cheaper although you have to wait for them to grow up.
But, the point is women can be used for labor and for both sexual outlet and the fruit of their womb. I've often thought about fruit of the loom and wondered if they rhymed it with womb on purpose. And that's how it is in this world - men have the political and economic power and women have to submit to a form of double jeopardy because of biology.
I think Satan did it on purpose. I think Satan hates humans but he hates females more than men. For one thing, and this is sheer speculation, but do you honestly not think that Satan just watched the other angels come down here during Noah's days and make little Nephilim babies? Oh come on. Satan probably was the first one to try it, which means some poor woman actually mated with the devil and had his offspring. And then he may have dematerialized and went back up to heaven and spouted his propaganda about how great sex was with these women. There was no limit to materializing at that time, nor any limit to Satan's traveling about. Now of course after the flood, the ability to materialize is gone, and since 1914, no floating around anywhere but down here with us. But back then, I imagine that Satan had a regular harem. And none of them materialized a female body. Just men.
So the flood came (how did Satan not think Jehovah was going to just let that all slide, all that violence and the nephilim hurting humans. Did he think it would just go on endlessly?) and here are dematerialized demons having to watch their offspring and their women drown. And of course it is women's fault for tempting them to come down here in the first place by looking good, so he hates women. It's the same argument men use to justify rape. She looked good so she was asking for it. It's the same argument the Catholic church uses to demean women. Of course, they should never have proscribed abstinence for priests, but they took Paul's words too literally. If singleness (and thus chastity) is preferred, then we will require it for priests. And then when they have urges, (because they still got the parts, the biology) it must be women's faults for tempting these good men from their vows. Women are whores!
This is another of my tangents I guess. I over think a lot of things and have an opinion on just about everything. Or, if you will, a speculation. I can't wait for the new scrolls and the resurrected. I'm going to be interviewing if I can!
In the meantime, I should clarify something about men. I love the father of my children, but I am not "in love" with him. I love him in the way that I would not want something to happen to him or hurt him - because it would hurt our daughters too, and I wish he'd come into the truth and have life. I don't mutter "Can you say Armageddon?" under my breath when he does anything especially stupid. I wish everyone would come to love Jehovah and get life.
But he drives me crazy.
I picked up a bottle on the top of the light fixture in my half bath today and asked what it was there for, planning of course in my ocd cleaning way to throw it out, when he says, "Hey, that is my specimen. I want that."
It had his tiny little kidney stone in it. Frankly, I think I had less pain getting a baby out of my body. The stone was much smaller than a BB. Go figure. I did not really love finding out that had been in my house for two days.
I have more bizzy work. Life is stupid that way a lot.
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