Monday, September 14, 2009
Well, yesterday I posted 'Sunday Snippets'--just something a little fun and different from my usual "Woe is me..." bru-ha-ha.
Well, ladies and gents--I'm back. And so is the griping.
I'm going to apologize up front--I'm all over the map with my emotions right now--my outrage is on different counts, for different reasons. All connecting, though, in my mind.....
To say that I'm peeved, irked, annoyed...doesn't do justice my choice of topic today.
This isn't directly about me for once--I'm setting aside my narcissism to talk about society as a whole--more notably, WOMEN.
In addition to the above adjectives, I'm also proud--and ashamed. Kindly read on to understand my confliction.
Kanye West at the V.M.A.'s:
If you didn't see it--you've no doubt heard or read about it.
To briefly re-cap: Taylor Swift won an award last night. She goes on stage to accept it when Kanye West bursts on stage uninvited and unannounced, GRABS the microphone from Ms. Swifts hand and starts his soliloquy on why he thinks Beyonce should have won the award that Ms. Swift was graced with.
Simply put, he bullied Ms. Swift and his way on stage.
Beyonce, sitting in the audience, was equally as stunned and mortified as Ms. Swift--who then left the stage in silent shock.
Beyonce, later winning an award, then calls Ms. Swift up to the stage to 'finish her acceptance speech'.
Both women--quite different from one another--exemplified 'grace under fire'. Chalk one up for true sisterhood.
Then I read the news this morning that the missing Yale student, who was engaged to be married, was found dead--shoved in a wall at her work in New Haven, Connecticut.
They found her yesterday--the day she was to be wed.
Both pieces of today's top news stories left me with conflicting feelings--in order: outrage, redemption, pride, sadness....
Perhaps in the normal mind, these stories don't parallel in any way, shape or form--but to me they both screamed out victimization.
What could possibly ease my heart?
Kanye's record sales dropping while Beyonce and Ms. Swifts rise.
The New Haven woman's killer being caught, tried and convicted. Even then, her poor family and Fiance....I can't even imagine.
Reading about her tragic and untimely death led me to look at the related article of other missing women cases--so many.
Couple all this with the book I just finished reading last night--'The Lovely Bones' by Alice Sebold--and what you now have before you is a peri-menopausal woman on a rant.
Good read, well written, couldn't put it down kind of thing.
SPOILER ALERT--skip to end if you don't care to know the details of the book:
Fourteen year old girl is raped and murdered by her middle-aged neighbor. She narrates the story from heaven--watching her family fall apart (her mother leaves her husband, daughter and son for five years) and her killer goes uncaught...
Fast forward 8 years or so later and she is granted a little while back on earth--in the body of an old classmate.
She knows her time is limited--so what does she do?
Instead of leading her family or police to clues--she instead decides to have sex with a boy from her school whom she once kissed.
Her killer goes on to roam the country--still uncaught--only to die by an icicle conking him on the noggin resulting in him falling into a ravine.
Are you kidding me????
Again, I can't tell you enough how much I enjoyed the read thinking it will lead to some form of redemption.
Perhaps I just missed it.
END OF BOOK SPOILER
Was going to speak about a long ago friend but have decided against it--too much detail would be provided.
We keep 'tabs' on each other through various social networks...
So, let me just say that this falls along the same way I feel about members of my family--they can reach out to strangers but fail to see the person they know in pain.
I'm feeling disheartened and discouraged.
I don't know...
So, next time I see a woman in need--I plan on doing a random act of kindness. Buy her a coke, pay a few dollars for her gas...something.
I guess that's all I have for now. Not very eloquent or well thought out, I know.
Just some things that were on my mind...
Peace to you this week.