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"There is one place in which one's privacy, intimacy, integrity and inviolability are guaranteed – one's body."

Guaranteed - or it should be. Anybody who disagrees can get the FUCK off my friendslist STAT.

Mmmkay.

Today there was some crazy shit that went down in a locked post in a community on my friends list. And when I say "crazy," I mean TOTALLY. FUCKING. BATSHIT. Like, "I hope some people never breed, oh shit they maybe already have," kind of BATSHIT.

It started over this story, in the news god-only-knows-where (except we know it HAS to be American):

The parents of a young teen-aged girl (14, I think) set up a fake MySpace account posing as a 14-year-old and befriended their daughter online. The girl admitted, to this fake account, that a 16-year-old boy that she'd met online was going to be at her house in just 15 minutes and that her parents didn't know. The parents immediately called the police and then headed for the house.

The police and parents arrived at approximately the same time to find a 28-year-old convicted sex offender standing on the front porch.

Was this monitoring of the girl's online activity appropriate or did the parents invade her privacy?

Ahh...okay, stop. Hold on. TIME OUT.

This girl isn't even old enough to DRIVE yet, and her parents are sneaking around creating fake MySpace accounts to keep tabs on her?

They are so out of the loop with what this child does online, that they did it to check up on what she was doing while they were out of the house?

They were out of the loop with what she was doing online, but they left her alone in the house, and let her use the computer while they were gone?

How much do you want to bet this was her OWN computer, in her own bedroom, and that's part of the reason these people were spying on her?

I mean, WHAT THE SHIT, we call that PARENTING? I can't even believe there's public debate over whether or not her parents did the "right" thing by invading her privacy.

No. No, they didn't do the right thing. They didn't do the right thing a LONG time ago. We know this because they are sneaking around to supervise their own child, and SHE, meanwhile, is calling boys two years older than her (she thinks) to their home behind her parent's backs.

Why does anybody actually think either of the proposed courses of action here - act like your kid doesn't exist, or spy on them - are actually viable parenting techniques? WTF? *headshake*

So that's the post, basically. The OP thought it was "appropriate" to do that, and, well...I suppose if the situation was that out of control in the first place, it's better than letting them be raped. But that whole situation should never have happened at all. Okay? Can we agree on this?

So immediately, someone (who is apparently on the flist of some people on my flist, so those people may not want to click below if they recognize this) replies to a hypothetical child (in part) like this:

you have no expectation of privacy. you have no "room." You have no door. you ain't got shit.

...Aaand, my spidey-senses go BERSERK. Holy batshit. "You ain't got shit"? What's wrong with this picture? Is this parental over-statement (like that old, "I brought you into this world...!" thing we've all been told), or more like when he told you that she just walked into a door?

So I replied. Man, I was a fool for saying anything, but after reviewing all the comments to that thread, I'm not sorry. Because some people are simply loons.

( Long blow-by-blow of this pointless discussion. Includes mild sex abuse triggers )

( And crap from her journal in which I gain a new past )

Random notes: Sick, lost weight on Dex!

I finally changed my comments page back! It was actually really easy to do; I feel like an idiot. But I'm so annoyed that in the FAQ, there's a question like, "How do I change what my comment page looks like?" And the answer is basically, "If you're Free you can't change it, if you're Paid and using the S2 system you can." But no actual explanation of how to do it. No hint. That's excellent.

I really thought I might make it to school today, but now I'm thinking not. I have this chest infection that's at the point of coming up in chunks, as well as the most incredible stabbing head pains. Oh, and did I mention that my lungs are also acting up? My arms, chest and back are burning from lack of oxygen on TOP of being really congested. Wheeze. Waah.

I guess I'll just email assignments in, and drop stuff off...tomorrow?

Great, when I get back on Monday, I'll have three days to come up with something for the Weekly because I've been sick the ENTIRE week. *sigh*

I'm thinking if I try really super hard to get stuff done today, I may even have a - *gasp* - FREE DAY Saturday. Insane! I've been getting more stuff done lately. I'm not sure if it's the Dex, or the fact that being sick and tired - literally - makes it easier to focus on something boring, because nothing else is fun, anyway? I'm actually thinking the latter.

I'm also thinking (from what happened when I tried it) that you shouldn't take Dexedrine if you're sick. I think that might be why, even though I was taking the same amount as when I was well, I spent my supposedly-medicated hours trembling from head to toe and watching our rather LARGE computer screen wave gently in and out of my line of sight. Uh. No meds until fully healthy again!

Oh, but did I mention I lost like, eight pounds on Dexedrine the last three weeks? YES, I DID, HAHAHA. About five in one week, and then shaving off after that. I don't know, is that an okay weight loss speed? I feel okay about it, and I think it's stopped now.

I feel so incredibly HAPPY, I can see some bones again! I used to doze some mornings on my back, and rest the palm of my hand on my pelvic bone and tuck my fingers in the inside hollow. It's just one of my favourite "comfort" positions, don't know why. And then I gained a few... Not a lot, but a few. And stopped sleeping like that.

I didn't even realize it until I rolled onto my back some morning last week, and dropped my hand on my pelvic bone, and went, "Oh yeah!" *grins*

*coughhack* Okay, I should just go and try and get some homework over with. And maybe try to nap a bit. Or sit over the toilet and hope I choke something nasty up so I can get this over with. (Mom says she's had this illness too for THREE WEEKS. Oh please no.)


Something I found on a Google search today:

Caffeine increases the acidity in your gastrointestinal tract and can cause rectal itching.

*snicker*

Well, bloody hell

Oh, my lord.

I had this enormous entry about practicum almost finished (I know I said I was going, but what the hell), and the browser randomly backed me to the last page. I swear, I was just typing, and BOOM, I'm back a page. And the "autosaved draft" was the first LINE. Y'know, if there's going to be a feature like that, it would be so nice if it was USEFUL.

Fuck it, I'll type it out later.

Going to eat, sleep, write. Not necessarily in that order.