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I just came back from a small chore that didn't require me to walk very far, so I went outside barefoot.
As I was walking, a Granny with three children under the age of four passed me and the little girl (I'd wager she was about three) gave me a really long look and as they passed she looked up to her Granny, "Isn't she pretty?! Why is she barefoot?"
"I don't know" replied the Granny, "Maybe she just likes to be barefoot"
"Can I cut my hair like her?" (I'm not shaved at the moment, merely short and gel spiked).
The Granny tossed me an exasperated look.

I feel so validated!

I'm wearing a pastel green shirt and bubble-gum pink skirt (yes, I can hear all of you *gasp* from across the internet) and I feel so pretty! For years I've tried my hardest to avoid flashy colours, staying neutral and if I do wear a flashy colour I'll probably down play it with black, white, grey, or any other non-colour. Plus, the only non-neutral colour I loved was red. Now I want to wear greens, pinks, bright blues and more.
Yesterday I wore the pink skirt with a turquoise tank top and looked very, very bubbly.
Colours have become a "yes, more" kind of thing, when before they were a big "you expect me to wear that?!"

I think I'm becoming happier.

Also this little girl had hair down to her waist... the more little girls who challenge gender norms the better I say!

Date: 2006-08-27 04:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] roie-m.livejournal.com
I don't know if I should reply to some random guy (you're a guy, right? So am I) I don't know, but if she doesn't find it offensive, I certainly do.

If I'm standing by a door, and a woman is too, and you come by, you're going to open the door for her and not for me. Why? Because she's a woman.

And that drives me nuts.

Date: 2006-08-27 05:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hakuzo.livejournal.com
Yes, but I don't really have respect for other men. Sorry sir, I don't know you from jack.

The vast majority of men treat women like shit in my view. Women give birth to us, and grant us some measure of immortality (through our progeny). This is why I will continue opening doors.

Date: 2006-08-27 06:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aesiron.livejournal.com
So you blindly respect half the population for the ability to give birth, ignoring the large percentage that cannot or does not want children, has abortions, or are otherwise horrible parents, but disrespect the other because they cannot bear children and some are misogynists? I'm not following your logic.

Date: 2006-08-28 07:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hakuzo.livejournal.com
No, you don't understand, and if you say it that way, you won't understand because you choose not to understand.

For the sake of the blind however, I will repeat what I said above:

"In fact, after thinking about it, I don't even really do it 'for' women, I do it for myself (it reminds me to be polite), and out of respect for women in general (not any specific individual female)."

Date: 2006-08-28 08:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angeleyes1701.livejournal.com
Have you ever considered just opening doors for people. If I reach the handle first, I'll pass and hold it for the other person to pass, be it woman or man. As for validation - it's nice. I am not much of a gender-bender. I just do whatever is comfortable for me.

Date: 2006-08-28 08:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hakuzo.livejournal.com
Occasionally I will. It depends on how close behind me they are, how generous of a mood I'm in, etc. I won't let the door slam in anyones face, either.

I feel like I was born in the wrong time. A lot of people probably laugh at me, but that's how I was raised, and that's how I believe. I won't change, because I like who I am. I don't mean to offend anyone.

Date: 2006-08-27 05:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hakuzo.livejournal.com
Oh, and yes... I'm a guy.

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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