Feb. 22nd, 2012

jadedmusings: (NCIS - Abby Along For the Ride)
Friday morning on the way to take the kiddo to school, I actually uttered the words, "Hey, is there smoke coming out of my right front tire?" There was indeed smoke coming from my right front tire. Yeah.

See, we knew we had to take it in for repairs and we were going to call the place to set up a time to take it in that morning, but the truck apparently decided that enough was enough. We had to get it towed from the school to the mechanic that morning, but they didn't manage to get it in to look at it and repair it until yesterday (they were closed Monday for President's Day). This place stays busy because the mechanic is not only very fair but very good at what he does. We thought it was the front brakes because, hey, brake light was coming on and it was making some weird noises when we stopped. Turns out that it wasn't the brakes, it was the hub assembly. The ball bearing apparently busted and that left the hub assembly hanging on and wobbling. The smoke was the tire leaning onto the brakes.

In short we are very, very, very fortunate that the tire did not fall off the truck while we were in motion. Oh, and given that both front tires had sections of tread worn down to the steel threads, we're lucky neither tire blew up either.

Well, the mechanic didn't do tires, so we had to drive to the other part of town to get those replaced this morning where the following exchange took place between Sam and the owner of the tire place:

Tire Guy: "You're [Sam's dad]'s son, right?"
Sam: "Yes sir, I am."
Tire Guy: "Well, we're cousins." (They're third cousins it turns out.)

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how I know I'm still in the South in a small town, and probably why we were able to get a nice pair of used tires and spent 200 bucks less than I was expecting. (Brand new, tires for my truck would run about $150 each, and those were the cheapest ones. If we hadn't taken the hit for the other repairs and need money for an alignment, we'd have purchased new, but this will hold us over until we can get them replaced.)

Other thing the tire guy said after seeing our tires, "How the hell did you make it here without blowing up?" The only thing I could think of to say was, "That was my dad's truck. He's still looking out for me." That is probably why I will keep that truck until the frame falls completely apart. It may be stupid to think so, but Dad is still very much part of that truck to me. It's got sentimental value and still has a connection to him in a way nothing else does for me. I've even kept his Dale Earnhardt license plate on the front despite how much it's faded.

In other news, yesterday I got hit with a headache that went away with Excedrin only to come back in the evening and only faded to a dull ache with another dose of Excedrin. I woke up with it back in full force this morning and after yet another dose of medicine and a hot shower, it finally left late this morning. I'm worn out as a result and feeling a little queasy, so Sam will be picking the kiddo up from school. Wednesdays are our no homework days (apart from daily reading requirement and quick review of his spelling words for the week), so I'm going to take it easy tonight. Oh, and yeah, some writing too, and a guild meeting in WoW.

Reminds me, need to talk RP stuff at some point now that the truck is fixed and I feel like I can breathe a little easier again.
jadedmusings: (NCIS - Ziva Anger)
I just had a Paul-lite tell me on Twitter that Ron Paul would leave abortion up to the states and that if I don't like it, I could just move out of the Bible Belt.

Sure, okay, let's assume I can just uproot my family, move away from people I genuinely like and love, move away from an area of the country I love and have lived my entire life. Where shall I move to? Where is the magical state where women's reproductive rights are not being attacked? In 2011, "all 50 states introduced more than 1,100 reproductive health and rights-related provisions."

All. 50. States. Even freaking Massachussettes, a state responsible for the Kennedys, had legislation related to reproductive rights.

And even if I wanted to move, what about poor women, or women who can't move for any variety of reasons (let's ignore the fact that "I don't want to move" is a valid fucking reason to stay where you are)? Do I leave them to be forced to carry unwanted pregnancies to term? Leave them to fend for themselves as far as caring for those children's basic needs? Let's face it, Ron Paul isn't a fan of social welfare either, and if left up to the states, who is going to put out the money to clothe and feed those children? Do I sit from my privileged position and sneer condescendingly at them over the internet and say "Just move if you don't like it"?

Roe V. Wade wasn't some magical thing that let abortions happen. Abortions were already happening. In countries where abortion is illegal, abortion still happens. Women die because they are not given access to safe, legal abortions and they try to do it themelves. And let's not beat around the bush about this, those "personhood" legislative measures that keep cropping up? They're worded in such a way that hormonal birth control could be construed as illegal because of a chance it might not let a fertilized egg implant in the uterine wall. It certainly rules out IUDs.

I was also told there are more issues important than abortion I should worry about. Put another way it's the old "You're being a one-issue voter" argument that gets trotted out whenever women like me get all offended at being told we should relinquish control over our bodies for the greater good. You're damn straight I'm a one-issue voter on issues that affect the way I live my life, the way I can plan my future. I hope I'll never need an abortion, but you know what? I might some day. I need afforable access to birth control, and that might one day include an abortion. Even if I don't, other women will need it. It's not a belief or an idea, it's a motherfucking fact of life. And it's not just abortion access as I said, these anti-choicers want to take away my contraception too. They want to ensure I am forced not only to carry an unwanted pregnancy to term, but that I can't even prevent that pregnancy and abortion in the first place. In this case, the personal is political because it's my physical body that's at stake here.

Look, I get the appeal for smaller government. It's a nice idea, except smaller government appears to be conditional. Government shouldn't get its hands on your money ("Down with the IRS!") or dictate how you conduct business ("Fuck the EPA!"), but if you own a uterus, government ought to be able to shove a dildo up your vagina against your consent ("All life is precious...unless they want my tax dollars to pay for food and medical care!").

And this is leaving aside the huge issue that Ron Paul is a huge goddamned racist. That alone ought to be disqualification enough, but as I sadly learned this morning from someone in real life, that's not the case. Being Libertarian is good enough apparently.

Fuck all of y'all right now. Goddamn.


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