My Wife vs. Gregor Samsa
We have a cockroach or three in our house, which I will simply refer to from here on out as “the cockroach”. The other night while my wife and I were reading on the couch, I was returning from the bathroom and saw the cockroach, who I had named Gregor, scurry under the couch.
“Oh, there’s Gregor,” I commented.
“Who’s Gregor? What?” asked my wife.
“Oh, Gregor is this cockroach that I’ve been seeing around.”
My wife’s fear of cockroaches then manifested itself.
We tried to capture Gregor, although my wife couldn’t get his name right, and put him outside. We don’t kill bugs, even cockroaches. But Gregor is quick and evaded capture.
Gregor has popped up a couple of times since then. Last night I got home from working the late shift and had this note from my wife, which I share with you because it is flat-out awesome:
I caught Gordon at 9:36. In my bare hand. She was hiding in the bathroom hand towel. I had just washed my hands. Neither of us was pleased. Screamed. Ran away, shaking tainted hand. Threw up a little in mouth. Gertrude lay on her back, stuck to the water in the bathroom sink, trying to unstick himself. I returned with [plastic] cup. Caught Gilligan. Released him on outside steps. Threw [plastic] cup away. Washed hands in kitchen sink. Put bathroom hand towel in laundry.
Love. It.
“If equality and the absence of oppression are not up for debate, then anything less than support for feminism (and other anti-oppression activism) is pure jerkery. So I very much want to encourage men to challenge their own assumptions, to recognize and speak out against sexism, and to contribute to feminist work, and I want to help any tentatively supportive men find ways to do so.”
-Purtek, “Men in Feminism”, at the Hathor Legacy
“Feminism is not a replacement mindset for patriarchy, which tells you what to think via media mouthpieces and politicians: feminism involves thinking critically, which is why there are such a variety of contradictory opinions among feminists.”
In the past, humans hesitated when they took lives, even non-human lives. But society had changed, and they no longer felt that way. As humans grew stronger, I think that we became quite arrogant, losing the sorrow of “we have no other choice.” I think that in the essence of human civilization, we have the desire to become rich without limit, by taking the lives of other creatures.
The place where pure water is running in the depth of the forest in the deep mountains, where no human has ever set foot – Japanese had long held su
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