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First week of the Semester is over.
Wow.

I have some pretty interesting courses. A lot of queer content.
And a course about de Sad and Masoch... how awesome is that?!

There were a bunch of News stories I wanted to link, but damn, I'm tired.

I think, beyond taking boring ass courses in my previous semester, I was - per usual - very badly organised and pretty much unmotivated. I can blame a lot of things, my own lazy ass mainly, other things as well.

Yes, I know, vagueness.

Once again I feel far older than some of my classmates and this time I'm not in any intro classes in which I'm more theoretically advanced. One of my classes is called "Stars in the Closet", which is about Sexual Minority representation in visual media - fun! - and the first class was on Monday - so I heard the same historical introduction to queer theory for the millionth time and the Prof mentioned the sodomy law that was repealed in Israel back in 1988.

Someone asked: "There was a law like that?"

Dear god people. I mean, perhaps I'm biased that I expect straight people to know about laws that are oppressive towards minorities - like we know about the Law of Return (possibly the worst non-policy regarding immigration ever!) regardless, on the one hand, yay, people are surprised we had a law like this and found it ridiculous. On the other hand, there was an act of murder and terror back in August that made me feel a whole lot less safe as a queer person in Israel - supposedly we're stronger... I bet the march in Jerusalem is going to be just as fucked up this year.

I'm digressing.

Also, Purim. I have bad associations with Purim - it either rains or explodes. I've eaten endless Hamentashen, got wet today because it decided to pour, pour, pour buckets on me, on the day I decide not to take an umbrella and wear my new non-water tight shoes.

Not a fan of Purim.

But tomorrow I'm going to a Purim party! Not sure about a costume, but I have a Guy Fawkes mask, so I can do something with that.

So, friends, how was your week?

Rainy Days

Nov. 2nd, 2009 08:25 pm
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It's been raining cats, dogs and frogs since Friday.

Today Mummy made Ginger short-bread biscuits for Libby my niece and I.

I had been in my room studying and the smell had been wafting about.

Not too long after Mummy called me and she started cutting the flat short-bread and I ate it.

Divine, I tell you. Divine!

Nothing like fresh baked anything on days in which the sky is falling.
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I woke up at around four in the morning today.
The windows rattled and I thought it was earthquake, but the cat usually comes to snuggle with me when it is something subterranean.
However, when I opened my eyes I saw the tree banging at my window pane, the wind was howling like a bloody pack of wolves - it's still doing so as I write - and when I opened my bathroom window I was attacked by tiny bits of sand and dust blowing westward.

This is not a cool Mediterranean sea breeze. Oh no. This is angry Arabian desert wind.

It hates me.
And my nasal cavity.

Friends, the sky is white! If it (hopefully) rains tonight, it will be raining mud. Cars will be speckles and caked with wet dust.
I pity those who got their cars washed this week.
Tough luck.

I have a headache from the dryness. Any minute now my eyes will begin to water, again, and I when I blow my nose no doubt a bit of blood from ruptured blood vessels will join the sand that is currently trying to disable my breathing abilities.

I dunno about the rest of y'all, but this calls for a Siesta.
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הצבעתי.
ביצעתי את זכותי וחובתי בתור אזרחית מדינה דמוקרטית ומודרנית.
השאלה היא האם אשכרה נצליח לשמור עליה ככזו ואף, אם ירצו מורידי הגשם, לשפר אותה.



חד"ש זה "ו" בקלפי.

עכשיו רוצו והצביעו ואם לא לחד"ש, אז למי שאתם מאמינים בו/בה/בהם/בהן ולא נגד.
הצביעו בעד ולא נגד.
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To all my Australian friends and readers, I'm thinking of you!

Stay safe and I hope the fires get under control, with as little death as possible, as soon as possible!
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Mother Unit: "Why didn't you go to the Pride Parade today?"

Moi: "It's too hot" It is, it's something like 35C in the shade and the Parade began at noon... no thanks!.

Mother Unit: "Committed, eh?" /sarcasm

Father Unit (looking away from the exciting Tennis match on TeVi): "Are you trying to tell us something?"

Moi (mental *sigh*): "Huh? What? What are you talking about? I went out on a date with a woman yesterday".

Father Unit: "Oy" and he goes back to the game.

Moi: "What? I thought you wanted me to date".

Father Unit: "I don't mind you dating women, but why not try dating men again".

Mother Unit: "Yes, why do you have to be so exclusive".

Moi (is having a brain meltdown): "You wouldn't say that if I were only dating men!"

Mother Unit (is thinking of what she said): "Yes, funny how that is".

Moi: "Not really".

I think they're dreading the day I date someone long enough that I actually bring them to Friday night supper and such.
I think I'd be worried if my parents were uber supportive of everything I do, I mean, it's nice to know they're a normal hetero-normative middle class married couple who love their daughter enough to be accepting, if not ready to march in the Parade. Then again, I need to be motivated to walk in the Parade, because Dude... the heat!
As it is, the date went quite nicely and I'll be calling her back, so we'll see how it goes.

Weird

May. 22nd, 2008 05:38 pm
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I was talking to a friend of mine about vegetarianism (seeing that both of us are) and I was saying that it was the industry of meat and how environmentally damaging it is. Not to mention that a huge amount of crops are grown just to feed the future steaks, burgers and what-not and that those crops could be grown to feed, ya know, people.

So far it's all well and good, but when I mention that I think humans are more important than animals and that I care more about human rights than animal rights my friend says: "I'm really shocked to hear you say that".
Shocked.
Seriously?!
The fact that I prefer my own species better over another? (except cats of course, but then again, they are Gods upon the Earth).
How is this shocking?
Someone explain to me, how is saying human rights are more important that animal rights, shocking?

Anyone?
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I know it seems I talk about it a lot, but it's really hot. There's a heat wave and it looks like it's not going to break until Wednesday. Kind of reminds me of the frost we had not too long ago.

I actually had something of substance to say, but it seems I have forgotten what it was I wanted to say...

Anywho, here's a song for all of you:



The Lovin' Spoonful - Summer in the City )
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Is technically tomorrow on the 8th, but that's my Nephew Shvo's birthday and I don't want anything to overshadow that.

There was a panel at the Uni yesterday about "Body and Politics", which I couldn't attend in its entirety due to the fact that I actually, ya know, had courses to attend, well next year.
And my fave Women's Studies Prof smiled and waved at me *squee*

I have a cruch on my teacher, I never had those in high school and such... but blah, she's married with children, which doesn't make her any less cool.

Here's a pic of the day for you all:

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But they were not.
Which is a shame, because they are so pitiful they don't need to be parodied.

#1 Will the stupidity know no end! Were there a GD who actually smacked His/Her/Its followers upside the head. The whole region from Southern Lebanon to Southern Israel has been experiencing tectonic shifting - earthquakes that is - there was quite a big one on Friday where Mummy and I ran under a door way, it wasn't that hard, but still left my knees a bit wobbly.
Those people who are somewhat detached from reality* are trying to find metaphysical reasons why this is happening in the Holy Land.
Obviously, the gays are causing the earthquakes.
Yup, there's the sounds, rational reasoning I like to find in my leadership (well, obviously not mine-mine, I'm not considered a whole human, being a woman and a queer one to boot).

#2 Ahmadinejad is continuing his paranoid anti-Israel rhetoric. Israel is a germ spreading the vileness of the West in the Middle East. Oh, that's nice, real mature Mahmoud, way to show a fraction of sanity one would imagine a statesman should posses.
Then again he was always rabid. I wonder if he's aware of the fact that by bombing Israel with the A-Bomb, he'd end up murdering a huge amount of his Palestinian brethren... those dictators never do think of that little glitch do they.

Yes, these are serious News articles.
No, I'm not laughing because I'm too busy mocking!

*Not all religious people are detached from reality... only those in government.
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Peace minded residents of Gaza, Sderot meet online, write blog.

Peace minded residents of Gaza, Sderot meet online, write blog.
By Ronit Roccas, Haaretz Correspondent

They used to meet in Sderot. It seems like ages ago. They were a group of Palestinians from Gaza and Israelis, most of whom were from Sderot. A siren could go off at any moment, but they continued to try to understand how sanity could be returned to the region. They thought of starting joint summer camps for children from Gaza and Sderot, and above all they tried to create a dialogue that overcame prejudices and deceptions. But it's been six months since they last met in a Sderot living room.
Read more... )
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Yesterday afternoon Mummy went to fetch the Jerusalem Kids, because they spent the weekend with us. I always love when they come here, it's great fun to be Auntie.

Today the 'rents came (sister and brother-in-law) and we all decided to go on a short hike at a really beautiful national park on the coast (Sharon Beach (Hebrew link), if you're interested). It was a beautiful day, sunny but not too warm with a gorgeous breeze moving the sea-air around. The view from the cliffs was amazing, if a bit nerve wracking with a three year and a six year old running around pretending to be Superheroes, Elephants and wrestling on the sand (yeah, they brought most of the beach home with us).
We weren't actually near the Sea (unless the ten second drop into the rocks counts as near), but the yellow sand and yellow/light brown calcareous rock were also breathtaking, especially with the sand flowers and plants which were lush and filled with juices (which the three year old managed to spread over his hand), there were also huge Aloe-Vera plants dotted around.

Robbie was also there and we all hiked together, it was a whole lot of fun, even though I didn't really want to go out, but Mummy mentioned that I only go out at night and am slowly getting the complexion of a vampire, which is worrying, seeing as my skin couldn't be whiter unless I was an albino (rosy cheeks and blush don't count, that's circulation).
Also, seeing as Robbie decided to forego a hat (who doesn't bring a hat to a hike at noon?!), Leigh fumbled in her bag and produced a silk scarf for him to wear as a bandanna; I took pity on him and took the scarf and let him wear my denim "Kova Tembel" (bucket hat), and I wore the silk scarf as a bandanna.
I don't usually wear scarves on my head, I feel I look silly in them, but Leigh assures me I looked like a Radical Religious Jewish lady, so it wasn't so bad :D

Oh! And Edited to Add - 20:21 I went to see Atonement with my friend Shira last night, excellent, highly recommended. Keira Knightly must eat something, dude! And James McAvoy is going to be a legend one day, if he doesn't die young like other we know *cough*HeathLedger*cough*.
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Winter is upon us!
Snow in the Golan Heights in the North, in Jerusalem and the area in the East and around the Dead Sea and the Ramon Heights in the South East and East.
On the Shore Plane (where yours truly resides and spends most of her time) it is windy, windy, windy, cold, cold, cold, with on and off rain, hail and sleet.

I am not happy.

I mean, I'm happy the Kineret (sea of Galilee) is rising up and not drying up to a dangerous level at this time, like it's been doing for the past decade or so and I'm happy people are enjoying the snow and that children are actually experiencing snow since it is a rare occurrence, the last time I saw snow in Israel was about 11 years ago.

The Deserts will probably be flooding in their nooks, crannies, waddies and valleys.

The natural world does what it needs to do. Pity people die when they get in the way; so far something like 12 people have been hospitalized with hypothermia (I don't know how many have died, but I know some have) mainly homeless and elderly people... duh, as they say.
As usual, the less developed (poor, blue-collar and some Arab) neighborhoods in large cities are flooding because there isn't a proper drainage system... anywhere! The street down the road where I live has become a river - it dies this annually.
And those who watch the News know that Gaza has become a sewage-y Venice and that in the West Bank the frost is that much stronger because the snow and frost coming from the mountains.

Those of you who love Winter... sorry to burst your bubble... like Hazel the Rabbit said in "Watership Down"; (I paraphrase) "People don't really love winter... they love being protected from winter".

This is possibly the longest post I've ever written about the weather beyond: "It's Cold!" or "I'm Boiling".
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Though not as much as it was yesterday.
There is definitely a thaw in the air.

Wish I could say the same for the University talks. Still no resolution and if nothing happens on Friday the Uni gates are closing on Sunday until the second Semester.

Motherfuck.

I did get a chance to vent about it today; some guy with a camera stuck a microphone into my face and asked me what I thought about the strike.
I told him.
In many, many words.
It felt good.

Pity I didn't notice what network he was from, hopefully my sound-bite will actually convey my frustration with the process and not lay the blame solely on the Ministry of Finance or the Lecturers, since I feel both sides have been absolutely screwy!
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I'm burned!

I'm all flushed around my cheeks, making me look sweet and charming, instead of fierce activist that I am!

I stood in the sun with my fellow students and lectureres (junior and senior) blocking the gates of the Uni and the sun was shinning and it was hot like effing hell.

Dude! It's December! It's the second night of Hannukah!
Where's my winter rain?!
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The drainage pipe that was blocked on Tuesday was de-blocked the next day, but only after we mopped up and poured over 100 litres of rain and drain water down the shower pipes.
Even during the years that our roof leaked did I never mop up so much water and I felt so bad because it was so much wasted water (plus wet furniture, feet and floor). Thankfully we stayed on top of things before our plumber came and fixed the pipe, I had gone out, not wanting to witness the tragedy that would unfold.

It rained for two days straight, which really would never have bothered me had the rain stayed where it belonged and out of my house.

I know I'm being unfair and closed minded about the weather, but damnit I live in a First World Country, where it rains for only three-to-four months (and that's stretching it) and when it rains and inevitably pours, I demand to remain safe and dry in my own effing house!

I can see I'm getting worked up for nothing so I'll change the subject quickly.

A question (and a precurser to what will likely be my next post at some point): Is it racist to say you dislike a culture, but not necessarily the people, or do the two inevitably get mixed and you end up disliking/hating the culture and people (race/ethnicity) of said culture?

The question arose discussion I had last night and I realise it is very vague, so I'll expand on it later on (hopefully today, but I make no promises and no solemn swears).
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Winter has arrived to the lovely stretch of Mediterranean and Desert landscape young Mel likes to call home.
Unfortunately said winter has decided to seek residence inside young Mel's house.
Yes, friends, LJers and country*insert gender here*, the upstairs of our beloved two tier flat is partially submerged. Though the water level has lowered significantly since I put my (nice, warm, toe-sock enclosed) foot into the icy shallows of the disgusting mix of rain and drain water, with a few rotting leaves here and there.

The plumber should arrive at some point after lunch.
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It has finally begun to winter here, never mind that it has been getting darker earlier and earlier for the past month and a half, it has finally gotten slightly chilly in the early afternoon and even drizzled a little, like the weather people threatened it would!

I'm finally wearing my toe socks, each tow enclosed in its own little sock, oh the bliss! The unimaginable bliss!
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I'm not sure how to go about writing about the olive picking today.
I wanted to write something with meaning and stuff like that, but thinking about it, just writing about it most likely meaningful enough.

I didn't know anyone, but everyone was very nice and told me where to go and what to do. It was very sad, the olive grove is cut off from the villages beyond the Wall and only the land owners have permits to move into and onto the land with a donkey and a old tractor, so we were something like 30 Israelis and 6-10 Arabs.
There isn't any "modern" or "efficient" way to pick olives, you pick up a big stick and beat the tree branches until the olives fall down. Problem, the branches are so thick because no one can prune them... you need special permit to prune the trees.
So we hand picked almost all of the olives in the three groves we visited today.
The tarp we used was holey and so many olives fell through onto the ground, eventually we just used our sandwich bags to collect them and someone was smart and brought shopping bags with which we used as well.

The first grove we were in was just adjacent to the Wall and right next to a check-point, there wasn't anybody there except the soldiers on guard duty who pretty much ignored us, but border patrol came to see us in the late morning, they glared a little but gave no problem what so ever, so there were no clashes with authority thankfully.

Some of the trees were so full of fruit, but there was no way to shake them loose other than to climb up and put them in our bags, so up the trees I climbed like a monkey - I don't climb trees, I never liked to and I was never good at it, but these olive trees really liked me, I even sat on the canopy and accidentally hit the people below me as I dropped the fruit onto the tarp they used to collect the olives.

During our break, when I bumped my head on a low branch and fell on my ass (which was funny I'll admit, though a bit humiliating) the Arab man in charge of us, Osama, made us coffee, oh my GD it was so good and I was so caffeinated and energized after I was running around and climbing up trees like a crazy person!

I'm not sure how much we actually helped them, more than they would have gotten otherwise, but there were so few people and so many trees, I just feel horrible for the situation that Wall puts them through.

I came home dusty, dirty, brambled and feeling really, really good.
And tired.

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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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