>*lol*  Those poor narrow-minded women would probably froth at the mouth
and 
>collapse, I'm sure. :)  

May they do so, and be quick about it and reduce the surplus population
of
persons who take themselves too seriously.

>I bet you're even one of those people who'll bring a 
>drink to their spouse on a hot day if she's up -- you know, one of
those 
>things they call servitude that I always considered just being
considerate
and attentive.

Indeed!  I have been known to hold doors for men, too, and not blink
about
it one bit.

Especially men who have babies on their backs, a baby-supply bag in one
hand, and shopping in the other. 
In fact, since I was able to sit down at work, and have worked many
years in jobs where I couldn't get off my feet at all, I have given up
my seat on trains and buses to men who looked dog-tired on the way home
from work. If they say, "No, no, no, Mam," that's okay. If they give a
sheepish, hangdog look and mutter, "Oh, God, thanks" and sink into the
seat, then I know they needed it more than I did.

I hope if one of those radical femmies sees that, she has a heart
attack.
Heeheehee.

And remove themselves and their mouths from the gene pool

l have to say I have no love for the really rabid ones.  I had a run-in
with a group of them, which left me with the impression that they were
anal
retentive, humorless, and just too self-absorbed for words.  Sheesh,
people!  Get a grip! 



One of the most delightful surreal experiences I've had (in a life-time
full of strangenesses) was when my friend Anne Cools (a Canadian
Senator) was in Vancouver on "business" (that is, it was an official,
government trip for the Liberal Party's effort to "take government to
the people" and have Parliamentary hearings in major cities in all
Provinces and Territories, which the traveling Senators and Ministers
dubbed "The Traveling Road Show," in about 1997 or 1998 or both). We see
each other when she's here for quick visits to give talks, look into
things, and that kind of business, and if she's actually taking a
weekend off (if she does take a weekend off, the spousal unit forces her
to get right away from Ottawa so that no one can interrupt their time
off) but this was one of the rare times when we had more than a brief
moment together. (I know I talked about it at the time, but not everyone
here will have heard of it.)

Background - Anne Cools is known to believe in men's rights - that is,
the recognition that men and women should have equal rights in the law
and in society. Men are voting citizens, and human beings, and the
effort to overturn the inequality of the last few thousand years has
resulted in an imbalance in the other direction, which is as unfair,
injust, and as damaging to people and society as a whole as the original
patriarchy was. Even if not all of the patriarchial imbalance has not
been eradicated, that doesn't mean a matriarchal imbalance in other
areas is right.

You can imagine how much this has made her hated by the feminazis. Real
feminists, those of us who started fighting for equality in the 50s,
adore her stand for and fight for equality of all citizens. Feminazis
have gone as far as threatening her life. She has been stalked and is
consistently harassed, and has CESIS protection 24/7. (Even in the US
Senators usually don't have Secret Service at all times.)

Funny story re Feminazis with serious undercurrent - I'd had lunch with
Anne in an upscale hotel downtown (might have been the Hyatt Regency)
where diners at another table were being addressed as "Your Highness" by
the waiters (not British Royalty) and at least two other tables had
People-Recognised-on-the-News, as well as the senators, ministers, and
their assistants/families from the Traveling Road Show. 

I went to the washroom - very upscale, frou-frou place that did not look
like a public facility (yes, I was alone - neither Anne nor I are the
"go to the washroom in packs" kind of woman). As I was sitting, minding
my own business, I heard a lowered (female) voice saying, "Mam, may I
have a word with you? This is the police."
Now, I know my TV shows. I've even watched Star Trek. I knew exactly
what to do. I said, in a similarly lowered voice (hoping no snicker
showed in it) "You'll have to show me some ID."
I kid you not, a hand came under the stall door displaying RCMP Special
Forces ID. I *love* absurdities. That is one of my favourite memories of
all time.
Trying to maintain my role, I murmured in as unamused voice as I could
manage (don't forget my position at the time) "What seems to be the
problem, Officer?"
"Did you know you are being followed, Mam?"
(No, I didn't, but what the hell.) "It's one of the hazards of being a
friend of Anne Cools."
"Where are you planning to go after lunch, Mam?"
(Like I'd tell you? How do I know you're not one of 'them'? Oh, boy, now
I'm doing it. Paranoia is catching!) "Home."
"It would be as well if they weren't able to find out where that is,
Mam. I'll do what I can to see that you leave here without them, Mam."
"Thanks." I didn't hear anyone moving away, but there was no longer a
shadow outside the stall. Perfect Bugs Bunny routine.
When I came out of the stall there was a woman washing her hands. Was
she the follower, or the follower of the follower, or someone who had
nothing to do with any of it?
As I walked back to the dining room there was a stone-faced woman in the
hallway, who stepped aside for me. Was she [ditto] ?
When Anne and I went to get on to the elevator, we waited a moment for
her CESIS guy, and all of a sudden a woman dropped her bag, with stuff
rolling all over the floor outside the elevator, which she scrambled
after, apologizing profusely to the other people there. I went to hold
the door for people who were trying to step around the clutz but the
CESIS guy said, "Lets just go, they can get the next one," and the
elevator left with just the three of us on board.
Planned distraction, or co-incidence?
I'd had a few threats and a bit of jostling from feminazis outside the
hearings, but aside from the cop in the bathroom, no other experience of
anything.
Priceless memory.

Veloci--balance is a good thing--raptor

Laurie balance is one of the universe's favourites Phoenix


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