Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Things like this make me sick

Last week, Tyra. This week, Curves.

I swear, I'll write a non-preachy post soon.

There's a Curves at the bottom of my street. I'd been thinking about joining them. Maybe. Until I found out some interesting information about what the founder does with 10% of the profits.

Here's the Snope's Scoop:

I do not advocate, and could never countanence a single cent of my money going towards any organisation who lies to woman about links between abortion and breast cancer at a time when they need support, not pressure.

Sometimes I despair, I really do.

Monday, January 21, 2008

Monday Afternoon Vitriol

Ladies and Gentlemen: Set your bastard rays to stun.

The Tyra Banks show recently sent out a call for participants in a show they were doing on infertility. Sounds laudible. No issue so far. But they sent out two calls, with very different wording.

The first was sent to various infertility agencies and support networks to encourage members of the organisations to get involved. It run thus:

The producers of the Tyra Banks Show are looking for women and men in the New York City area to share their experiences coping with infertility on an upcoming show. They are interested in hearing from both couples and women and men individually on how you've dealt with the emotional ups and downs of infertility and found inspiration to keep trying.

Again, no problems so far.

Then, a second call came out, this one on the Tyra Banks Show website. See if you can spot the difference. It’ll be hard, I know, but do your best:

Do you know a woman who is obsessed with becoming a mom? Have you seen and heard her struggle for years, felt her unvoiced jealously and seen her desperation first hand? Have you watched silently for too long as she gets her hopes up only to be disappointed and heartbroken when she can’t conceive? Has she tried extreme methods and spent a lot of money to get pregnant with no luck? Do you want to finally tell her she needs to stop the emotional and physical stress on her body and seriously consider adoption or a surrogate alternative? If you know a woman who is obsessed with becoming a mom and getting pregnant, then submit below.

They are basically setting up people with a legitimate medical condition for a fall. A public, humiliating, painful fall.

Although it would be pointless to entirely blame Tyra Banks, because doubtless she doesn't choose either the topic or the way call-outs are worded, I find it very, very difficult to believe that she would not have at least known the premise of the show before it was given the go-ahead. I also have trouble believing that she wouldn’t have a clause in her contract stating that she has final veto on anything she feels would damage her reputation.

Tyra, a quick word in your ear, sweetie. Twelve and a half per cent of the population has issues with fertility. You've just pissed every, single, solitary one of them off. If this gets picked up in the Mainstream media, expect that percentage to jump.

Monday, January 14, 2008

I Am Legend

I have to confess I wasn’t expecting a huge amount from this movie. I was expecting fun. I was expecting action. I was expecting entertainment. What more can you really ask from a Zombie movie?

For me, the zombie genre’ reached it’s peak with Shaun of the Dead. And I know it’s technically a comedy, but nothing is going to top seeing a zombie whacked over the head with a pool cue to the tune of Queen’s “Don’t stop me now” Ever.

I Am Legend is two things, really. Firstly, it’s a showpiece for Will Smith’s acting skills. The only things he can play off in the first three quarters of this movie are a dog and some mannequins. Which he does, to his credit. Very well, I might add.

Secondly, it’s a movie that can’t quite make up its mind. Is this an action movie? A movie with a message? A cautionary tale of messing with nature? I left having no idea. Then again, as I keep telling myself, it’s a zombie movie. And it’s designed to entertain. Am I supposed to be thinking this much about it? Or am I just supposed to be enjoying it without any analysis?

I decided to just take it on face value, accept it for what it was, and not look into it too deeply. In which case, my review is as follows:-

Not a date movie. Unless you subscribe to the “If she/he jumps it’ll be into my arms” school. Will Smith acts his socks off. Good Friday night chill movie.

Tuesday, January 08, 2008


Some housekeeping to start the week.

To the person searching for information on Anencephaly, may I point you in the direction of this website?

To the person who searched for the term neural tube defect father or mother's fault? I can say only these words in the strongest possible terms:-

No one's. Ever. There is nothing anyone can do.

To the person searching for does being sixteen affect my pregnancy , having never been in that position and not being an authority on it, I can only point you in the direction of your doctor and wish you all the luck in the world.

That's all for today. I have a cold and I just don't feel all here today.

Friday, January 04, 2008


Hello 2008!

Hope everyone had a great Christmas and New Years. My Christmas was good, much laughing around the Christmas lunch and dinner tables, and a compromise on carols.

New Years wasn’t so great, but then I should have made sure I was more in control of the situation, instead of drinking and making sure I wasn’t. What an idiot. Honestly.

But, short of constructing a time machine, I can’t change what happened, I can only make sure it never happens again.

So, long story short, B and I are no longer seeing each other. It’s not the end of the world. I was angry and upset at the time, but now I just feel like if it was going to happen better it happens now than down the track when we would have been really hurt by it.

So, Semi-Charmed Life was just on the radio and I’m staying at my mothers for the weekend, and it sounds like there will be Thai on the menu tomorrow night.