5 Jul 2005, Comments (0)

Why I’m not blogging much

Author: Helen

So, it’s the school holidays and I’m just back from town where I took eight-year-old boys to the free cartoons at ACMI, which was OK if a little young for them, and they pranced around for ages in front of the Fed square Big Screen which had a CCTV cam thing going, and I only lost them once in Flinders street Station, and the deafening volume of them and the nice Somali (?) chick in the platform kiosk gave them a free raspberry chewy thing each, like a Redskin but not, and when we finally got to the car they were covered in glistening red sticky substance so I borrowed a Baby Wipe off a teenage mum, now I remember why we always carried those things. Now they’re playing nicely at home… at 1,000 decibels. Tomorrow it’s the zoo, although it feels like a zoo here at the moment, and why the hell is it that there are only two PG rated movies suited to little boys on at the moment? and no, I’m not counting that Disney “Winnie-the-Pooh” thing, I’m talking about movies not abominations… Madagascar was OK I suppose, the main characters were completely underwhelming – why is it someone always has to have that excessively happy, cheesy, Bill Cosby on helium voice?… but the minor characters were brilliant, especially the penguins…Daughter has just deep fried Prawn crackers and everything in the kitchen is under about half a centimetre of oil, it is on the floor, everywhere. I’m not sure where I misplaced my mind but it took me three days to find son’s shoes and I even caved in and let him wear socks with sandals, so his life is ruined forever sartorially speaking and he will have to be a nerdy anorak guy who collects train serial numbers. Washing up awaits.

While I’m so occupied you might like to read some of the good stuff others seem to find the time to put up (grrr.) Starting with this great post on Larvatus Prodeo about the fears that parents of disabled children have for their future when they’re gone, something I’ve blogged myself in the past.
and that reminds me I must get the time to update my blogroll too. It’s been a while since LP was a “new” blog. Gianna blogs a variation on the “feminism has failed” meme… Elizabeth Meryment thinks it has, not because working women want to have it all or Gen X weren’t warned about the biological clock or all the rubbish the antifeminists come up with. No, it appears Meryment (who I hadn’t read before) is a feminist who believes feminism needs to regroup after its wilderness years, because many young women are a bit too meek and accepting of sexual harassment– as exemplified by Big Brother. I don’t buy that 100% either, but I have always seen feminism as an ongoing project and have never been in any misapprehension about the actions of our bogan brotherhood. I do take the Werribee and Sydenham trains, y’know. And Patrick and Theresa Neilsen Hayden and Jeanne D’Arc deal with the “Guantanamo isn’t a Gulag, and you people are immoral for saying so!” moral relativists much better than I can. And in the category of sad but necessary, read this account of Melly Feline’s dad attacked by a yobbo in a supermarket carpark (for being black), and tell your cousin Janelle about it next time she starts up at a BBQ with “there’s no racism in Australia and anyway all the immigrants get everything given to them…” (via Brownie). (What in hell’s an exonome, Brownie?)

I’m off to the zoo now, it’s tomorrow already.

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  • david tiley says:

    Yus. Madagascar was just crap. My granddaughter was not impressed and she watches anything. The penguins were great so why on earth were they sent off to Antarctica for a great chunk of the film? And all that folksy Noo Yoik crap made me realise that actually I dont believe in localism in cinema at all. Simpsons crossed with Seinfeldt but without the skill of either.

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