Sotomayor's vainglorious lecture bromide about herself as ""a wise Latina"" trumping white men is a vulgar embarrassment - a vestige of the bad old days of male-bashing feminism.
quote by Camille Paglia
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I would hope that a wise Latina woman with the richness of her experiences would more often than not reach a better conclusion than a white male who hasn't lived that life.
quote by Sonia Sotomayor
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People have accepted the media's idea of what feminism is, but that doesn't mean that it's right or true or real. Feminism is not monolithic. Within feminism, there is an array of opinions.
quote by Judy Chicago
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Vulgar Before Me
To you. seperation, only to put it down.
To you. desperation, only to be around.
So on and so under, misdirected in other words.
Always I wonder is there anything I can do for you?
Anything I can do? well I can do anything...
To some, Ive been singled out, always I take your fall.
To some, same and broken down,
All weve left is dropping around you.
And you know these lines theyre open ended.
These books were meant to be followed,
And your rules left to be read...
Is there anything I can do?
I can do anything. i can do anything,
Its vulgar before me...
Is there anything I can do?
I can do anything. I can do anything.
Its vulgar before me, vulgar before me...
Vulgar before me, vulgar before me.
Vulgar, vulgar before me.
Anything I can do?
I can do anything. I can do anything.
Vulgar before me, vulgar before me...
song performed by by Candlebox
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I stand on the shoulders of countless people, yet there is one extraordinary person who is my life aspiration - that person is my mother, Celina Sotomayor.
quote by Sonia Sotomayor
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~ Latina Sunset ~
I stand to dissect; eye of acute,
My latina of deity sunsets to choose,
I peruse; analyzing your body motions,
My coffee cups vibrate from heavy emotions,
They call you the Island girl,
To me more precious than a pearl,
The sucombings of mens delight
As the castle sands tumble down, dont forget the crashing kite,
The envy of the sun burns from your esquisite and cabal form,
Juvenile surfers stare as the waves start to groan and scorn,
My spanish lady; the goddess of the seaside
My latina sunset: how id beseech to have you by my side,
Greater than the sun, marvel to my eye,
The seashore snails, the seabirds, and creatures that breath
All have crowned you the goddess of the seaside
Would one line o' hair come my way to frame,
Could i follow your footprint trail o' where you came,
A conspiracy to steal the beachday vestures I plan,
Or maybe hope to smear you with lotion when time of tan,
Iam your worshiper, the fan of beach loyal days,
My latina sunset, you burn me with passionate rays,
You are my awaited dawn, my golden alarm,
When you speak espanol, iam smited by foreign charm,
Look my way...my latina sunset.
poem by Dandy leo jr.
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Wardens Of The Wave
Not to exult in braggart vein
Over a gallant foe,
Or boast of triumphs on the main,
The Gods alone bestow;
Vainglorious clarion, clamorous drum,
For which the vulgar crave,
Not these, not any such, become
The Wardens of the Wave.
No, but when slumbering war-dogs wake,
To the last gasp of breath
Face combat for one's Country's sake,
With male disdain of death;
For this did Nelson live and die,
Far from his Land and home,
Making his roof-tree of the sky,
His pillow on the foam.
And if our race to-day recall
His last triumphant doom,
Place wreaths on his unfading pall,
And flowers upon his tomb,
'Tis to remind us still to keep
Aggression's lust in awe,
And with dominion of the deep
Guard Freedom, Peace, and Law.
And not alone upon the waves
That sentinel our shore,
Service that disciplines, not enslaves,
Should rule us, as of yore;
So that our Island Citadel
May tranquilly respond
With the calm signal, ``All is well,''
To every Sea Beyond.
poem by Alfred Austin
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The Abused Wife
She tried her hardest each day and night,
Waiting for him, to be afraid of his sight;
No matter what she said or did, it did seem,
He belittled and beat her, that was he did deem.
There were days when all seemed so lost,
He just said as he screamed, her bashing was the cost;
It's all your fault, cause you chose to marry me,
And now you will pay the price, this you'll see.
Whacking her across and behind her head,
Telling her, you'll wish that you were dead;
Pretending how disabled, oh what a joke,
What a rotten life he gave her, this horrid bloke.
The next week it was the bashing of her life,
With gloves on hand, her body was in strife;
He beat her till her body could stand no more,
For 3 hours solid, it kept on till she was sore.
There were days on end,5 days in all,
No food or drink given, now her waist size small;
Yet he did eat each day beside her to annoy,
Starvation diet he chose, you'd think she was a toy.
To think he said on their wedding day,
Darling I will love you forever is what he did say;
All she knows now is such pain everywhere,
And for that violent man, he doesn't seem to care.
poem by Margaret Haig
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The Wild Honey-Suckle
Fair flower, that dost so comely grow,
Hid in this silent, dull retreat,
Untouched thy honied blossoms blow,
Unseen thy little branches greet;
...No roving foot shall crush thee here,
...No busy hand provoke a tear.
By Nature's self in white arrayed,
She bade thee shun the vulgar eye,
And planted here the gaurdian shade,
And sent soft waters murmuring by;
...Thus quietly thy summer goes,
...Thy days declinging to repose.
Smit with those charms, that must decay,
I grieve to see your future doom;
They died--nor were those flowers more gay,
The flowers that did in Eden bloom;
...Unpitying frosts, and Autumn's power
...Shall leave no vestige of this flower.
From morning suns and evenign dews
At first thy little being came:
If nothing once, you nothing lose,
For when you die you are the same;
...The space between, is but an hour,
...The frail duration of a flower.
poem by Philip Freneau
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Free, Male, & Twenty-one
Were free
Were male
Were twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
Its not enough to be twenty-one and free
Its not the same as male and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
This is such a fine distinction
The career that weve begun
I just made twenty-one
Im old enough to run
For congressman or clerk of the public works
Or dogcatcher or something just as dumb
If I should choose to run
I make no exaggeration
Just a statement of the facts
Now Im second generation
And I am manly to the max
And no one can decree
Just who I have to be
The choice is up to me
And if I could be anything, Id be
Male and twenty-one
Its nice to be a man
I use it all I can
I never had a choice for a higher voice
But I have to say Im glad to be a man
Since this is what I am
Sigmund freud may have a crisis
With his own identity
But theres nothing wrong with me
Because I enjoy being a boy
And all that it will say upon my resume
Free, male, and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
If I could change
Change anything, everything
Everything in the world
Then I would make
Half of the world
Free, male, and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
And I dont believe in heaven
What a let down it would be
And I hope theres not a hell
But there must be a God cause he made me
Free, male, and twenty-one
Theres got to be a God cause he made me
Male and twenty-one
Free, male, and twenty-one
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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U.s. Male
(words & music by jerry reed)
Now, i'm a u.s. male 'cause i was born
In a mississippi town on a sunday morn
Now mississippi just happens to occupy a place
In the southeastern portion of this here united states
Now that's a matter of fact, buddy
And you know it well
So i just call myself the u.s. male
That's m-a-l-e, son. that's me!
Now i said all that to say all this
I've been watchin' the way
You've been watchin' my miss
For the last three weeks you been hot on her trail
And you kinda upset this u.s. male
You touch her once with your greasy hands
I'm gonna stretch your neck like a long rubber band
She's wearin' a ring that i bought her on sale
And that makes her the property of this u.s. male
You better not mess with the u.s. male my friend
The u.s. male gets mad, he's gonna do you in
You know what's good for yourself son
You better find somebody else son
Don't tamper with the property of the u.s. male
Through the rain and the heat and the sleet and the snow
The u.s. male is on his toes
Quit watchin' my woman, for that ain't wise
You ain't pullin' no wool over this boy's eyes
I catch you 'round my woman, champ
I'm gonna leave your head 'bout the shape of a stamp
Kinda flattened out, so you'll do well
To quit playin' games with this u.s. male
You better not mess with the u.s. male my friend
The u.s. male gets mad, he's gonna do you in
You know what's good for yourself son
You better find somebody else son
Don't tamper with the property of the u.s. male
Sock it to me
All right...now i'm gonna tell it like it is son
I catch you messin' 'round with that woman of mine
I'm gonna lay one on ya. you're talkin' to the u.s. male
The american u.s. male
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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The Myth of Male Power dealt much more with the political issues, the legal issues, sexual harassment, date rape, women who kill, and those issues were very much more interfaced with the agendas of feminism.
quote by Warren Farrell
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Feminism is a political mistake. Feminism is a mistake made by women's intellect, a mistake which her instinct will recognize.
quote by Valentine de Saint-Point
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I want to state upfront, unequivocally and without doubt: I do not believe that any racial, ethnic or gender group has an advantage in sound judging. I do believe that every person has an equal opportunity to be a good and wise judge, regardless of their background or life experiences.
quote by Sonia Sotomayor
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Feminism is hated because women are hated. Anti-feminism is a direct expression of misogyny; it is the political defense of women hating.
quote by Andrea Dworkin
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The loquacity of fools is a lecture to the wise.
One never comes into embarrassment, if one is ready to balance. To ask oneself never in embarrassment, what have you in these decades made.
quote by Siegfried Lenz
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Platinum
diamond
the facets
the glitters
platinum
a sexuality
up to now
unknown
the male instinct
rises above
the glitters
the white metallic shine
to crown
the head, aura
he walks
with a heightened
realisation of himself
the male element
ying and yang
platinum is
definitely yang,
male
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Loot of Kissess
In bed
At sex...
Time...
Male change
Female...
Female change
Male...
At the bed...
Male is
Female...
Female is male...
It only not
Feeelling...
Bodys sexual
Enjoy of
Eneargy....
Making male
This think...?
Don't woory male...
Too love to female
Give eneargy kissess
For loot....
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Yearning For Bygone Days
Where are those sweet days?
When I was only a child
Worldly affairs had not spoiled my mind
The root cause of happiness
Lay in my innocent ignorance
I was as pure as white snow
How to deceive others I did not know
In God I had a great faith
Though much I was afraid of death
Love for me was only a question
That I could think without any tension
Going to school for me so far
Was like going to an endless war
Teachers approaching with duster and chalk
Appeared to me like a fearful hawk
The lecture proved to me a complete threat
I did not want them forever to meet
Homework for me was a huge burden
I had to ask them always for pardon
Gone are the days spent is the age
Trapped I am in a parrot’s cage
Longing for those beautiful days
Can anyone tell me where are they?
17-3-2008
poem by Vaibhav Shah
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In those days, male dancers were a rarer breed than women. as they are still today, A good male dancer, one as strong as we were, was very difficult to come by if you couldn't afford to pay them.
quote by Twyla Tharp
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