S&L #82 winter 2005

The Future Generation #82

The Sea of Life
    Today my 16 year old daughter dropped out of High School. “Drop out: that sounds so negative - it should be called ending a chapter of schooling and diving headfirst into the sea of life,” said my daughter as we walked into her high school together to sign the papers, “but that is too long a description to tell them”. I laughed and agreed, not wanting to go into the office and tell them she is “dropping out” but perhaps homeschooling? Going on to other things?

Crossroads by Carolyn #82

    As a girl, I always fought the image of the “ideal” woman.  The ideal woman was thin, pretty, and tricked into thinking that life was all about meeting a man, getting married and raising kids in the suburbs.  She liked shopping and holding men’s hands.  I absolutely refused to be her.

Radical Motherhood by Candyce #81

    Amazing as it may seem, I saw some cool stuff go down during the ‘04 election. My eleven year old son really paid attention to what was going on, watching the debates and asking a lot of questions. He was pretty passionate about his stance and definitely made a connection that his strong anti-war feelings had other avenues in addition to protests and vigils. Like a lot of folks, his support of Kerry was a result of being completely anti-Bush. What wasn’t cool was how frustrated he felt about not having a voice.

A Network of Friends #82

    This column kind of sprung up after reading the “Punx vs. Sexism Primer" that appeared in PROFANE EXISTENCE No.43 last year. Reading that article and also listening to and reading the lyrics of the GARMONBOZIA LP left me with a lot of thoughts reeling around the inside of my head, some of which I hope I have managed to translate onto paper here. The article and the bands lyrics left me feeling angry and frustrated. This is not to say that the article or the bands LP were, or are, in any way negative. In fact quite the opposite.

Thoughts & Stories of Mike Straight #82

    The alienation of labor—the separation of what I create, from what I control—that is the basic gist of it all. Lately, it all has been driving me mad—taking over my thoughts—beating me down. The sense of frustration...anger, and basic disgust of how this society is founded. The values of wealth, the hierarchy imposed on all aspects of life, a direct  result of poor working conditions - an economic system that not only rewards selfishness and ruthlessness, but encourages it, forces it.

Crossroads by Carolyn #82

    As a girl, I always fought the image of the “ideal” woman.  The ideal woman was thin, pretty, and tricked into thinking that life was all about meeting a man, getting married and raising kids in the suburbs.  She liked shopping and holding men’s hands.  I absolutely refused to be her.

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