According to many learned and well qualified psychologist, there are essentially 4 parenting styles that I’ve clarified for those who enjoy comparing life to art (and yes comics count as art):
Darth Vader (Authoritarian): Vader parents, much like their namesake, are givers of no intergalactic dambs. They aren’t warm, are very controlling, and aren’t afraid to punish their spawns for the slighted of infractions to ensure their status as ruler of their universe household remains intact. There is no discussion, there is no explanation, and you obey the rules of their starship or face laser marks across your buttocks and/or endless nights in the dungeon of their own financing. (more…)
On the coattails of the 50 year anniversary of Selma’s Bloody Sunday, a speech and epically beautiful march retracing those historic steps; members of Sigma Alpha Epsilon make headlines for a ridiculously racist chant. The video emerged Sunday, inciting protests on the University of Oklahoma campus and leading the expulsion of the gentleman from their Greek lettered organization as well as suspension from the university pending investigation.
Though I didn’t watch the video myself, I don’t need my week sullied by bigotry; this incident begs the question why this kind of behavior endures in organizations similar to SAE? Throughout undergrad I’ve had more than one roommate that dated a fraternity guy (including myself), and have many close friends of various ethnic and racial backgrounds that proudly wear their letters (still). Though historically White-only Greek organizations and the historically Black or Latino fraternities (born from initial exclusion) can be very culturally different, I’ve personally observed the power struggle that happens amongst boys and young men that yield similarly disastrous outcomes.
Though predominate discussions about this chapter of Sigma Alpha Epsilon’s behavior is race focused, racial dialogue alone only scratches the surface. Rosalind Wiseman, the writer of Queen Bees and Wannabes, which inspired the movie Mean Girls, also wrote a book on the topic of boys called Masterminds and Wingmen. Her analysis of interviews with boys of various ages adds some necessary clarity and understanding. Beyond race privilege, add the narrative of gender privilege and herd mentality: (more…)
“Saving our planet, lifting people out of poverty, advancing economic growth… these are one and the same fight. We must connect the dots between climate change, water scarcity, energy shortages, global health, food security and women’s empowerment. Solutions to one problem must be solutions for all.”
Why aren’t you watching The Walking Dead? Let me ask again, why aren’t you watching The Walking Dead! If you’re a TV watcher, heck if you’re a consumer of awesome media in any form — books or radio, your ass (forgive my language) should be watching The Walking Dead!
Based on the comic book series by the same name, The Walking Dead (TWD) is at the highest tiers of quality TV or film for that matter. When you experience (you can’t just watch) an episode, you live it. TWD doesn’t feel manufactured; it doesn’t seem like actors surviving in a faux post-apocalyptic reality. The writing is pure, the delivery is authentic and the acting is superb.
Sometime in the past, maybe during season 3, my love for the show was etched into the finest of stone. TWD is a show that can be enjoyed by Sci-fi aficionados, those whose tastes may have been refined by reading Frank Herbert’s Dune or watching BattleStar Galactica (2.0), and casual observers who might enjoy the Hunger Games series and an occasional episode of Orphan Black. But The Walking Dead is epic television happening RIGHT NOW, so if your not watching, you maybe literally missing out on participating in history.
The show’s consistent praises from both the populous and the professional TV/Film industry, as well as its massive and growing audience is only some evidence of why TWD is great television. It’s a show that isn’t afraid of diversity, from ethnicity to identity, it’s a show with characters anybody could relate to!
Zombies freak me out to my core and I too turn my nose up at gore for gore’s sake. You abhor gore – you avoid scary shows! Again, I do too, but in stark and overwhelming contrast: I love the well written characters, am a sucker for precise story-lines that aren’t afraid to evolve, and I am willing to pay money (per episode to Amazon.com) for clear, authentic, and often unpredictable writing. Somehow an entire show built on the premise of the world being destroyed by a zombie virus became so much more. Instead, it matured into a thoughtful analysis of what it is to lead, to survive, to endure, to love, to be loved, and ultimately to be human and not the walking dead.
One bored summer I started Season1/Episode1 of The Walking Dead to fill a void left by my inability to decide on a good book to read, four years later I await each episode with anticipation, watch each episode with a buzz of exhilaration, and leave each episode with a sense of awe and an unquenched thirst for more. That, in a nutshell, is The Walking Dead and you should partake in it!
There’s nothing like a multi-state road trip with two small toddlers to help young parents understand the intrinsic value of kidproofing. Those who aren’t parents or are regularly subject to the whims of small children, really don’t understand how a being less than 50 lbs. and smaller than many full sized pets will secrete, spill, and literally leave an often unmovable mark on the things you love most. I’m not speaking of those priceless metaphorical things, I mean your new cell phone, the car you just bought with your hard earned money or that couch that you’ve waited most of your adult life to afford.
Back to the road trip from Dante’s Inferno…
A few years back the husband and I had the bright idea to drive from Florida to visit some relatives out of state. Our kids, then 2 and 3, naturally required regular feedings and did not posses full control of their physical faculties. In other words, they nearly decimated our brand new car! Think permanent juice stains and the forever-faint stench of toddler pee. Think the pain of our FIRST NEW CAR (not a hand me down from Dad or a used clunker with a mystery 100,000 miles on the odometer) receiving the wear of a vehicle years into its existence.
While we treated our prized possession with the love of a newborn birthed from our loins, these creatures children we spawned dashed a dagger into our hearts with every wandering sticky finger or premature release of toddler urine. If there was any moment in my life I yearned with every fiber of my being for kid proofing, it was this.
Thank you magical creator of life, the GM engineers knew that kids are vicious heartless beings hard on cars and thought to kidproof their vehicles. Though we couldn’t afford the fancy leather interior of our dreams, our Impala’s fabric interior is incredibly durable and stain resistant—we were even able to remove the stench of human urine (YAY).
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My dream home will look like it was plucked from a Jane Austen or Bronte novel, carved from stone and in peaceful harmony with nature! It should also be able to withstand the zombie apocalypse, I’m nothing if not practical!