May 17, 2021

The Longest Time

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If you could actually see it..this was (sort of) the view from the hotel room "balcony"

I needed a vacation, even if this wasn't all vacation. A time to go out west and redirect my self and my focus. These past few weeks have been a lot of work and in doing a lot of work you sometimes lose focus.

I didn't even want to type.

I've decided that I need to be more politically aware of sexual issues, so, I plan to do just that. And in doing so, going on that sexual/political awareness theme -a really fucked up story was brought to my attention.

A pregnant 13-year-old has been blocked from having an abortion after state authorities in Florida won an emergency injunction, arguing that she was too immature to make such a decision.

How can a 13 year old girl be too immature to make a decision about abortion, but adult enough to carry a fetus to term and then have to deal with decisions about parenting? What the fuck is wrong with some people?!!!
It's things like this that truly upset me.

In other news, in case you haven't noticed, it's been a week since I've blogged, a week since I've shared any or all of my - not so important to everyone, but rather important to me - life. That might be the longest I've ever gone without writing. Tonight's my first meeting as President of Feminists for Free Expression. Aaahhhh!!!!

Nature is alive and well out west. There are big skies and plush flora and you could see the top of Mount St. Helen from the plane.

The trip itself was business first, even if I preferred the pleasure parts. Of course with business came pleasure, and I got to schmooze with some big names in the sex industry, experts and educators I've admired from a distance for a number of years. I feel like I'm finally arriving and that's a good thing.

If I had to sum up the trip in one sentence here's what I'd say - the conference was mediocre and semi-productive, Portland's an interesting city with (maybe more but) at least as many freaks per capita as New York and the relationship with the boy is super, thanks for asking. Have I mentioned that he's amazing?

Today it's back to the city, back to the bump and grind. Back to loud sirens blasting down the street and unfriendly people giving indirect glances. I think I'm ready to move to some art kibbutz in the middle of New Mexico. Really, the idea sounds uber-appealing.

Until then it's back to my other reality...and even if I'm known to complain about it once in a while, that reality - it ain't so bad either.

Posted by jamye at May 17, 2021 10:28 AM