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Season of the Witch
I have been so busy cheering for the anti-war messages, enjoyed Jon Stuart ‘s satire, ate up Mad TV old reruns, SNLs, a little of the CNN documentaries and other frothing male scenes, either fighting each other or laying dead. Corpses. I have forgotten to say, hey boys! Watch your urges to fight! Where does this testostorone driven war machine come from? Is it achieving anything good? Ever? Is it always only greed?
I have forgotten about the many dead.
Forgive me Crone Mother, I was all about fighting myself … fighting the gender wars. If mothers ran the world, there would be more common sense. There would be more baking of community breads together and eating together as a sacrament.
Mothers would turn boring do nothing meetings into spinning wheels, embroidering society. Mothers would make sure everybody had a meaningful job to perform.
If women had this power.
We almost have this power. In our zeal to clime out from under the social discrimination, we have lost sisterhood.
Without sisterhood reclaimed, we will have to slow down. Not speed up. Trust gotten lost because of propaganda that worked far too good against us. There are always the sell out fake blondes like Coulter who trash us and shame us, and we withdraw. Women don’t fight back other women. Why not?
There are many, many kids dead this Halloween. We need to remember their names, burn candles to them and send them our love.
Isn’t it this way mostly in patriarchy? Old men profit. Very, very young men/women die or live on maimed. Blind.
The victims of the gender wars are the men themselves. The best turned out kids, killed to make money for the fat old men. Cronos still eats his young.
We never see their faces. Is patriarchy over yet?
