<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21121165</id><updated>2011-07-30T01:36:16.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>days of damage control</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>damagecontrol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04892248724029441258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21121165.post-115538655510394483</id><published>2006-08-12T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T05:42:35.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i know. im slack</title><content type='html'>things have been busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have relocated to brighton. things here seem so much sunnier and pleasent. a good fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been in london a lot working on a magazine, interning, but it feels real permanent. i think even if i dont stay on i shall be around with work now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive taken to the dole for a bit so i can work on subtext, i feel like a total shit for not pulling my finger out and finishing it properly last issue. so this one ive started early. its exciting. i fucking love it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what else to write. im starting to feel more normal again. ive been letting my hair do its thing. i think ive changed quite a bit. ive read a lot. ive had a lot of time to think. its a long process but i dont want things to be getting on top of me anymore. i think the sea breeze and brighton will help this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been reading about feminism and anarchy, my new housemate anna lent my a booklet. it was really interesting. id never actually read about an anarchist perspective before and i guess i had just taken the course that it means a destructive breakdown of society to rebuild. but this was much more interesting, much fairer. i plan to read more on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21121165-115538655510394483?l=daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/feeds/115538655510394483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21121165&amp;postID=115538655510394483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/115538655510394483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/115538655510394483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-know-im-slack.html' title='i know. im slack'/><author><name>damagecontrol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04892248724029441258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21121165.post-114639875433641394</id><published>2006-04-30T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T05:05:54.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>check me out, im back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still a little contemplatative but that i think is a positive thing. i need to do something with my life, lots of energy and not enough ways to transfer it through see tickets office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is going pretty well right now, i keep worrying if i keep saying that though something awful will happen and it will teach me right for being cocky. i really am not sure if i am coping with this properly, because ive talked to a lot of people about whats happening and they say im doing really well to be able to put it to one side and look at it and then move on... i have this constant fear i could just be trying not to face anything and then in a few years ill have a breakdown. but we always expected that anyway... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i dont bloody know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, have been walking home from work, although i have had a shift later than 5 o clock yet, and the sun is such a sweet blessing. i walked the route i took the night of the attack by myself yesterday. it was four in the afternoon and i only took it because i saw another man walk that way and i followed close behind him just incase. it feels like a million miles now. and i get nervous. i hate looking across the garden every few steps and walking past the broken and bent bushes by the side of the flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to write about it but i cant do much that isnt just stream of conciousness right now. and while its highly theraputic i feel its less than interesting to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive started going out again now too, on two occasions i was walked home by lovely gentlemen and that made me feel safer and happy that i could walk home in the dark at night and its still alright, and last night we took a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so hard needing to rely on people. ive never had to before, ive always made sure of it and now im feeling trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was the best day. we went to matlock bath and matlock and found an abandoned wildlife park in an old abbey out in ribley. it was great. it was also odd because it was the first time i got really nervous walking around an abandoned building, i tend to break into a lot of places looking for good photo oppertunities and do so with abandon. now i feel like im waiting for someone to jump out from behind doors. but ireckon id just say, what the fuck are you going to do, attack me, old fucking news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat and read the beauty myth in the entrance to a tanning salon the other day while i was waiting for my friend. it made me feel stupid it was great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21121165-114639875433641394?l=daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/feeds/114639875433641394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21121165&amp;postID=114639875433641394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/114639875433641394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/114639875433641394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/2006/04/check-me-out-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>damagecontrol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04892248724029441258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21121165.post-114499977554413940</id><published>2006-04-14T00:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T00:29:35.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have the new found need to cut the dead bits and wastes of time from my life and start again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad things happened. of which probably the four people that have ever read this know. and unless the shock just hasnt set in yet i think im dealing with it very well. today is my frist planned walk into town alone which im quite excited about because i want to cope alone. although ill be home in plenty of daylight and knowing me ill cave and get a taxi. im back to work on monday trying to cope with one constantly dilated eye, oh yeah i have eye trauma or something and i have to put steroid drops in it and dilate it three times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitty shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so glad i realised im not a victim. im really happy that its all stirred thoughts about how society does treat women, and the utter disgust that has borne from my insides that the prostitutes are being blamed for this. well it was a prostitute that got raped first. she was a woman at risk as much as i am. its the prostitutes that came forward and said they think they might ahve seen the boy that is attacking people. theyre the ones that come together as a community. and what is everyone else doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i can type with two eyes open i will write properly about what happened.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>damagecontrol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04892248724029441258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21121165.post-114439715206858652</id><published>2006-04-07T00:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T01:05:52.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and now</title><content type='html'>finally finally subtext is coming together,  im so hopeful for it because i think with the amazing writing skills of all the ladies and the design of dave this magazine is going to attract a massive audience. im so excited that it might actually get people reading it and thinking and that people will want to react and write because of it. i love the idea of education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news. lesbians being sacked from their jobs for having babies at a gay friendly company, whatever a gay friendly company is, apparantly they assumed because she was gay she wouldnt want babies, because theyre not normal are they. at least this is whats being said. but isnt it frustrating that deciding not to live like we're told to means we have to abandon all ideals of being a woman... excuse me while i go wash my dungarees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now magazine did a top 100 beautiful/glamorous women lo and behold jordan or posh didnt make it into top 10 action. in fact a lot of the women picked were of a different generation the classical women of 50s fashion and quieter women of hollywood today (well catherine zeta jones and angelina jolie were there). so is glamour a concept we only understand as being associated with the past? when we see top 100 of women people respect or admire its the ones splashed all over the trash mags making money and being ripped apart day to day by the media and themselves. so beauty is an aspect that is unnattainable and we only admire those like ourselves? or what we see as ourselves. which is nice i guess to the effect that we are all faulty. i dont know. something doesnt hang right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in personal news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new housemate called vicky and im happy to be living with a girl, excitingly we've also engaged in serious conversations on anorexia, beauty upkeep and why we're slaves to make up, various feminist discussion.. this is ace. no one else would ever talk to me about these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really am on my way to becoming a man hater. if theyd just give it a rest being rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still working in a call centre. and its hard and boring and after a ten hour shift sat in the office watching the clouds blow by you kind of want to jump out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. dont catch bird flew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21121165-114439715206858652?l=daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/feeds/114439715206858652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21121165&amp;postID=114439715206858652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/114439715206858652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/114439715206858652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-now_114439715206858652.html' title='and now'/><author><name>damagecontrol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04892248724029441258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21121165.post-114439714838108178</id><published>2006-04-07T00:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T01:05:48.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and now</title><content type='html'>finally finally subtext is coming together,  im so hopeful for it because i think with the amazing writing skills of all the ladies and the design of dave this magazine is going to attract a massive audience. im so excited that it might actually get people reading it and thinking and that people will want to react and write because of it. i love the idea of education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news. lesbians being sacked from their jobs for having babies at a gay friendly company, whatever a gay friendly company is, apparantly they assumed because she was gay she wouldnt want babies, because theyre not normal are they. at least this is whats being said. but isnt it frustrating that deciding not to live like we're told to means we have to abandon all ideals of being a woman... excuse me while i go wash my dungarees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now magazine did a top 100 beautiful/glamorous women lo and behold jordan or posh didnt make it into top 10 action. in fact a lot of the women picked were of a different generation the classical women of 50s fashion and quieter women of hollywood today (well catherine zeta jones and angelina jolie were there). so is glamour a concept we only understand as being associated with the past? when we see top 100 of women people respect or admire its the ones splashed all over the trash mags making money and being ripped apart day to day by the media and themselves. so beauty is an aspect that is unnattainable and we only admire those like ourselves? or what we see as ourselves. which is nice i guess to the effect that we are all faulty. i dont know. something doesnt hang right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in personal news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new housemate called vicky and im happy to be living with a girl, excitingly we've also engaged in serious conversations on anorexia, beauty upkeep and why we're slaves to make up, various feminist discussion.. this is ace. no one else would ever talk to me about these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really am on my way to becoming a man hater. if theyd just give it a rest being rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still working in a call centre. and its hard and boring and after a ten hour shift sat in the office watching the clouds blow by you kind of want to jump out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. dont catch bird flew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21121165-114439714838108178?l=daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/feeds/114439714838108178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21121165&amp;postID=114439714838108178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/114439714838108178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/114439714838108178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-now_07.html' title='and now'/><author><name>damagecontrol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04892248724029441258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21121165.post-114227968460232321</id><published>2006-03-13T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T11:54:44.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>laws and that</title><content type='html'>New laws may be being implemented soon to give lenient sentences to rapists and men involved in domestic abuse as long as the men can convince a jury they can change and go into counselling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, this is a topic laced with many dangers, because while I see the need the for a punishment, a concequence for violent and inexcusable behaviour I also see a greater need for change in character and a learning curve to be implemented. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prison is such an easy answer to any question, its such a cop out to punish people by making them dissapear and hope that when they’re reintroduced back to society they’ll function appropriately. If you already flaunt the law because you see no problem with it then what should happen so greatly in prison that would change your mind on the way back out? Something should be implemented to change views and opinions, punishment is not enough alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, when does one say that someone has reformed their character? How can you tell that after two months in intensive counselling that a man will go back to his wife, or to a new partner with the respect any decent human being should give to another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reform should be an important part of prison, and its not, at least as far as im aware its not. and so if we cannot reform criminals in prison what is the point of sending them there? to clean up the streets? its hardly clean when you can find the dirt just by the sidelines. so maybe this shows some sort of leeway with laws changing, and people changing. rather than pushing men with no respect for women into an all male environment where they arent learning to cope with their problems, problems which make the victimise women for their weakness, maybe we should look at the social implications of their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been reading stiffed for a while now, and it covers a lot of problems with males feeling displaced in society and this feeling of loss being related to violence towards women, towards women these men felt were taking their rightful position in the home. and these men were sent to counselling groups where they would search for a supprt system that was not available to them as men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to excuse anyones actions, allow them to go free for their crimes btu surely true penance for your wrongs is served when you realise the things you have done are wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21121165-114227968460232321?l=daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/feeds/114227968460232321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21121165&amp;postID=114227968460232321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/114227968460232321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/114227968460232321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/2006/03/laws-and-that.html' title='laws and that'/><author><name>damagecontrol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04892248724029441258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21121165.post-114164760559365091</id><published>2006-03-06T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T04:20:05.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats going on</title><content type='html'>ive been reading a little bit more with my free time recently and it just makes my stance on feminism all confusing. in fact, what doesnt? i would hate to say feminism is one thing, is anything but freedom to choose, because it has to be such a flexible movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been reading about the differences in liberal, radical, christian based feminism and seen good and bad points in each. the problem i encounter within all is that most are bound to certain ideals, to changing one thing, blaming one thing. but how is that helpful? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get confused a lot being a feminist, or trying to be one, because i feel my beliefs are under constant speculation from people, feminists and not alike. and thats a lot of pressure. im aware that to some i live up to the patriachal society that is laid out infront of me, but at the same time i flout conventions set up for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im aware i embody certain male characteristics to prove myself in work, but i know being a man, being like a man, isnt what i strive for as a feminist. maybe i set myself up for a fall putting my movements down as male characteristically, but by type, by form for many years the way i work within a business is seen as a very masculine movement. i act, i suppose, more manly when in groups of males, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im confusing myself. im in the need to blog constantly about nothing at the moment. i suppose as i wait to start a new job im trying to re establish some sort of character and identity. i suppose when you are aware of the constraints that hold you in place it is so easy to get confused by them, by trying to get by living aside them while breaking them to let yourself live a life youre comfertable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21121165-114164760559365091?l=daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21121165.post-114114491692093973</id><published>2006-02-28T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T08:41:56.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>id just like to lie down a lot right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent a whole year doing work about the menstrul cycle, reading about it, taking pictures, looking at other peoples pictures and working my way through all the stereotypes of suffering that are built into the whole thing which seem to debilitate women for existing for five days. i could talk about mesntruation for hours, i could talk about old myths of it, old practices, hiding it, admitting to it, shirking embarrassment yet whenever mine rolls round i still manage to slide into the stereotype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether its because i skipped one, which i did so icould go out without worrying about bleeding everywhere, but this one feels like a doozy. but i also think its because i have done a few things i dont feel particuarly impressed with myself about this past month and a half. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate bad moods being written off as pms. i hate being sad being written off as the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even be bothered to finish this post properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for being such a moaning mini today. literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21121165-114114491692093973?l=daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/feeds/114114491692093973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>thankyou television</title><content type='html'>for the ammo at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after being horrified once more by a tv show about altering your life because of your lack of interest in your appearance [where as i kind of like you are what you eat because its about being healthy rather than supposedly beautiful with your fucking ugly face lift , chemically bleached teeth and cellotape running from eye to eye through your hairline] anyway. gill covered the problems with ten years younger. i wish to pick my bone with anthea turner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, bad women of the world, worry not as anthea has come to turn your life around and teach you how to act like a lady and how to clean the house and cook for your husband and really get yourself back under the thumb. dont get me wrong, im not adverse to cleaning, in all my balshy feminism im not adverse to cleaning or embodying any normal housewife chores. im for choice not against it, i love having a clean house and i enjoy cooking occasionally but that anthea turner and the bbc can fuck off with their attempt to sort out britains worse housewifes.... oh wait apparantly theres the odd house husband too... oh great.. just to pretend theres a balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats really great is that on the bbc website shes dressed like a whore, double wammy. mother in the kitchen whore in the bedroom! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im not watching it properly, maybe, just maybe, its irony or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/bbcthree/tv/perfect_toptips.shtml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish id written, ironing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21121165-114105213504750496?l=daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/feeds/114105213504750496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21121165&amp;postID=114105213504750496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/114105213504750496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/114105213504750496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/2006/02/thankyou-television.html' title='thankyou television'/><author><name>damagecontrol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04892248724029441258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21121165.post-113984278847742761</id><published>2006-02-13T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T06:59:48.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeeze louise</title><content type='html'>well. what exciting times ive had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went away with the boys im to live with this weekend and got increasingly frustrated at their frustration at my feminist views. apparantly it was not needed for me to disagree with the dancing girls at the club night we went to, it wasnt called for me to mention that i dont like the magazines with ladies with the legs splayed and their tits barely cupped in their hands and apparantly im a moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure some of it was in jest but i find it so exhausting trying to describe why these things irritate me when they all think im being stupid, they dont seem to realise that their passiveness is amongst the problems im dealing with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at one point my friend michael stepped in when i was being told to quieten down, he said that the 80 odd years of starting to get equality and heard wasnt much in comparrison to hundreds of years of men being in control so i was allowed much more room to speak. and i thought that was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it when boys are dicks about these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is badly written as always. i have writers block and i cant concentrate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21121165-113984278847742761?l=daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/feeds/113984278847742761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21121165&amp;postID=113984278847742761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/113984278847742761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/113984278847742761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/2006/02/jeeze-louise.html' title='jeeze louise'/><author><name>damagecontrol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04892248724029441258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21121165.post-113878983625674590</id><published>2006-02-01T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T02:30:37.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing testing</title><content type='html'>SO, i've started trying to throw some words together, this is like my 300th attempt and im finally sticking to one topic! the wonders of the modern world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im hoping to get some feedback so i can structure it as best as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, its about women and violent crime and the subsequant alteration of stereotypes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are all constantly reassured that we are living in a new age, free from the stereotypes of the past I can’t help but think that those living with that belief are a little far from sane. There are obvious differences in society, which help reinforce the archaic perceptions of males and females, the creation of both in mainstream media and in the ideology of the home for starters, and this is what I want to address. In a time when we are told not to worry about inequalities because they don’t exist we must be even more wary of their creation and sustainability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a media that shapes our perception of the world and our lives stereotypes of both sexes must be continually upheld to protect the society that is being created for us. These stereotypes are in fact the old ones we feel we should have shaken off by now, men are portrayed as strong independent beings, sometimes violent and out of control but always in a dominant position. Women, surprisingly then, are still seen as the weaker sex, offering only caring and nurturing qualities. For these types to be upheld stories must be published, which reinforce these ideas, showing men as fighters, abusers, in control and women as being left by the side, abused and weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the media in such control over what it publishes it is hard to think that they would let their guard drop or their stereotypes fall to pieces but sometimes news stories threaten to do this for them. In particular those stories of women committing violent crimes, how does one deal with female turning on her own characteristics, abandoning everything society has given to her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21121165-113878983625674590?l=daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/feeds/113878983625674590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21121165&amp;postID=113878983625674590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/113878983625674590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/113878983625674590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/2006/02/testing-testing.html' title='testing testing'/><author><name>damagecontrol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04892248724029441258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21121165.post-113872261123127455</id><published>2006-01-31T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T07:50:11.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>desperate situations</title><content type='html'>i had this really vivid dream as i was coming out of sleep this morning, i dont know where i was, i have some recollection that it may of been the village hall i grew i up in as a child, but i was interviewing terri hatcher about desperate housewives. i recall sitting there and saying somehting along the lines of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but do you really think the characters in the show are desireable role models for young ladies today..?" [now i know in the dream it was worse than that, a question totally laced in long words and ideals but this works for a summery]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christ, writing for subtext must be getting to me, im dreaming up articles in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it lead me to think are they really good representatives of females for todays tv masses, because theyre all a mess, not one of them can seemingly survive without a man. it smacks of the same desperation i found in sex in the city. women acting all liberated while all they want to do is settle down before its too late. they all seem to need men in one way or another. on reading an article i stumbled on in the guardian while searching for something else i found someone in agreement. it appears to the writer as well that we are supposed to laugh along with our well formed senses of humour at the painful creations in wisteria lane, but why the hell should we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when are they going to start showing some actual grown up tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a mood because i hate my ex employers and they keep hasseling me so this is all rant and no conclusion. i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://observer.guardian.co.uk/review/story/0,,1692059,00.html [link]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21121165-113872261123127455?l=daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daysofdamagecontrol.blogspot.com/feeds/113872261123127455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21121165&amp;postID=113872261123127455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21121165/posts/default/113872261123127455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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onto the blogging horse and get writing about things again. having too many personal friend types read my old one has stifled me entirely due to the fact they all know me. and it makes it a lot harder to write when you know a lot of people will be staring at you the next time you're out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully, this will be pretty unpersonal, mainly exhaltations of day to day stresses with peoples strange and painful attempts at existing, like when someone tells me prostitution is all womens faults, or that its ok to lower minimum wage to keep the rest of the country afloat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these things that need to be written about and if i do it badly, or biasedly so be it. because at least im writing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologise for everything now and nothing later. the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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