I watched the Mayweather-Pacquiao fight.
As a feminist, hearing about Mayweather’s history of domestic violence should have driven me to boycott the match. Unfortunately, as a fight fan, knowing about Mayweather’s behaviour also made me want to watch the fight; I really wanted to see him be defeated.
Every punch that Pacquiao landed was satisfying, even though having watched it makes me feel like a terrible person.
While I disagree with Pacquiao’s hard line stance against birth control of any kind, it was easy to root for a guy who consistently pours the money he wins back into his community and a variety of charities. Reportedly, Pacquiao will even be giving away half of the prize money he earned from his fight with Mayweather.
Let’s also not forget how awesome it was that Pacquiao invited Jimmy Kimmel (dressed as Justin Bieber) to join him for his grand entrance.
Posted in sports
Tagged birth control, boring, boxing, charities, domestic abuse, donation, fight of the century, Floyd Mayweather, good vs. evil, kill, Manny Pacquiao, money
I wore a purity ring throughout my teens. It was pretty easy to honour the contract I associated with that ring because I only dated once during that time and pretty well never saw my boyfriend outside of a group setting.
When I started having more complex relationships in my 20’s I suddenly began to realize that “purity” was a more complex idea than I first thought. At what point was I “giving myself away”? Did I need to Kiss Dating Goodbye if I wanted to hold to this contract ( a topic Evan has touched on in previous posts)? Or did I just push the line as far as I could, as long as I could “technically” tell people I was still a virgin (a practice Elisa critiqued in a past post)?
As I’ve gotten older I’ve come to a couple different conclusions about the purity culture trend than what I first believed. I don’t want to make it seem like all sexual restraint needs to be thrown out the window. I do, however, want to take a look at some unpleasant consequences of the purity movement, and consider why they came about.
Posted in Christianity, morality, religion, sex
Tagged abortion, adultery, American, birth control, Canadian, conservative, dating, discipline, emotions, faith, female, French, girl, guy, How Christian Purity Culture Enabled My Step Dad to Sexually Abuse Me, I Kissed Dating Goodbye, Jesus, Jesus Christ, liberal, love, Lynn Beisner, male, marriage, Men, modesty, physical, porn, pornography, prostitutes, purity, purity ball, purity myth, purity ring, sex, sexual abuse, sexual restraint, sexuality, sexually transmitted infection, sin, sinners, slut-shaming, STI, teen pregnancy, teenager, temptation, true love waits, virginity, women
I’m gonna be upfront with this review, the basic plot of this episode is a complete mess. There are too many threads that are technically connected to the main storyline but ultimately feel disjointed or are completely lost. All that being said, I’m going to sum up what happens in the next paragraph and then focus on two particular issues that were dealt with Monday night on CBS, from 8:30 to 9:00.
Essentially Caroline doesn’t want to have anything to do with Chef Nicolas, but he tells her that he and his wife have an open relationship. She and Max get their hair done, and then a Skype call with the wife confirms that she’s good to bang the Frenchman if she’d like. Caroline decides to go to dinner to turn him down, doesn’t, sleeps over, doesn’t sleep with him. The end. Continue reading
Posted in Comedy, lgbt, review, sex, television
Tagged 2 Broke Girls, And the Married Man Sleepover, bears, beefcake, Beth Behrs, birth control, Captain Ray Holt, Caroline, Cast, CBS, characters, Chef Nicolas, condoms, Current Total, Dame Edna, Deke, Earl, Edna Everage, Eric Andre, Federico Dordei, flamboyant, gay, Hello, Homosexual, Jamus, Kat Dennings, lgbt, Luis, Max, Max Blum, Michael Patrick King, NuvaRing, Oleg, open relationship, review, S3E17, sex, stereotypes, television, the pill, Tristan Evans Salon, TV
I’ve fallen in love with How I Met Your Mother. I chose my timing wisely, waiting until the very last season began to air before I let myself become sucked in. As a member of the generation of binge or marathon watchers (depending on what kind of spin you want to give to it) I just can’t handle waiting each week for a new episode. This way the control is in my hands.
There is just so many lovable characters on the show. Even the unrealistically lucky womanizer Barney makes me laugh. Sometimes while ticking me off at the same time.
By lucky, I mean that he’s lucky he isn’t dead yet, not that he is lucky because of the number of women he has “banged.” Come on bro, quality over quantity, eh?
But my favourite character in the show is definitely Lily.
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Tagged Alcohol, Beer, birth control, cause and affect, CEA, cracked, criminal justice, FASD, Fetal Alcohol Spectrum Disorder, HIMYM, How I Met Your Mother, Lily and Marshall, poison, pregnancy, prison, rates of incarceration, SEA, sex, Special Education, Special Needs, TA, wine
Posted in Africa, Islam, morality, news, politics, race, religion, Shame Day, sports
Tagged Arab, Army, bigotry, birth control, children, Culture, Ethiopian Jews, Fascism, Fascist, hasidic, idf, Immigrants, indefinite detention, israel arab, israeli palestinian conflict, loyalty oath, middle-east, minors, mizrahi, mugabe, Nationalism, orthodox, palestine, palestinian, prison, racism, racist, reformed, religon, segregated buses, segregation, sephardic, t-shirt, tsvangarai, ultra orthodox, zimbabwe, zimbabwe elections, zionism