Maski...
3:24 PM, Tuesday, 23 October, 2007
From today's Post Courier, a leading newspaper in Papua New Guinea:
She deserves to die: Hubby
ALLEGED wife beater Robert Ju says his traumatised wife, Toy Molly, is lucky to be alive. Ju said the 20-year-old woman survived death, as the offence she allegedly committed warranted outright killing. Ju claimed the pregnant woman was one of two women raped at Kudjip tea plantations where her seven-month-old unborn baby was killed. “She is lucky she’s still living today. In such cases (when a woman commits adultery or has been raped) she is axed to death and tribes go to war,” he said. But she maintains Ju killed the baby by ripping it out of her womb.
Ju explained that in the Highlands custom, women, pigs and land were the major source of tribal conflicts as they remained valuable assets for a family or tribe. He claimed his partner had committed a terrible offence which was locally punishable by death.
But Ju says he was a good man who had forgiven his wife for her “crime”, adding he would welcome her back to live with him once she was discharged from the hospital. However, Molly said she would live with her grandmother as she faced death. The fugitive said the woman had initially provoked the beating and it was unfair for the police and community leaders to target him.
Police say Ju is still on the run and reiterated their call to villagers for co-operation in apprehending him to face charges.
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Sunday Morning
7:43 PM, Sunday, 21 October, 2007
"You've got a lump in the middle of your forehead!"
"That's right, I'm a unihorn."
"A unihorn?"
"No, I mean a leper!"
"Leper? Are you a leper, a unihorn or a unicorn?"
"That's right, I'm a unicorn..."
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Eye Sore
11:00 AM, Tuesday, 16 October, 2007
As a particularly young bride (there are a full five years between my husband and I!) I realise that I have a difficult and tough life ahead of me. As my husband ages I will remain young and beautiful, even ravishing, and references will be made to Anna Nicole Smith (but with a nicer bum and less cleavage), among others.
I had my first taste of palliative care on Sunday, when Yehia got dust stuck in his eye. Forcing his head back over the bathtub and pouring a jug of water over his face did not help. Pulling on his eyelids and squirting eyedrops in did not help. Telling him to get over it did not help.
Forced to get on a tram (nobody vacated the "special needs" seat for my dear husband) and go to the Eye and Ear Hospital, I led him by the arm down the street because the bit of dust was forcing him to look out the corner of his eye and trip over the things that were in front of his eye. At the hospital the triage nurse flipped his eyelid inside out and wiped it with a cotton bud . The dust was gone, and the life-threatening situation averted.
On our way home we bought Vietnamese food.
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Not burning bras...
4:13 PM, Wednesday, 10 October, 2007
Next week is "Week Without Violence", and for my work I'm holding self-defence and self-protection workshops for young women, and being all happy and non-violent.
The highlight of the week is badge-making. I'm making badges with feminist slogans and badges with anti-violence slogans. Only problem is that I can't think of many slogans that aren't boring. Also, my favourite, "I'll be post-feminist in the post-patriarchy", isn't really teen friendly and it makes me look like a big geek. Anyone got any ideas? A couple so far:
It’s simple Brad - either use condoms or beat it
Feminism: my favourite f-word
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In which I eat too much, and then complain a bit.
11:17 AM, Thursday, 4 October, 2007
Last night's birthday celebrations involved Yehia and I eating a lot. It started well, which could be translated as badly but won't be because food is good, when my duckliverparfait was way rich and filling. I had already ordered a 500gramsteak (who eats a steak that big? I mean, really?) to eat after the duckliverparfait. I was concerned, and rightly so. For after we finished the desserttastingplatterincludingthechocolatenemesis, my stomach was injured and we had to walk home, during the whole 40 minutes of which I complained about my injured stomach.
In other complainey type news, the Australian government are a pack of turdmonkeys. They have decided that because African refugees have a lot of trouble assimilating* into Australian culture** that they won't accept any more into the country until at least July 2008. Not only is this, in my*** opinion utterly racist, it's just totally ignoring the point of refugees. Which is that they need refuge for a reason.
Something that makes me happy is my latest obsession with Jonah Takalua. If you don't love him already go to Summer Heights High and download and watch every episode, and you will. It's not disruptive, it's entertainment.
*I mean, what did the government expect here? That they'd prance out of the refugee camp that was their "home" for ten years and go have a bbq? I mean, really!
**I mean, really, define that. Stupid.
***humble
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Birthday Goodness
6:55 PM, Wednesday, 3 October, 2007
It's a very special man's very special birthday today.
Happy 30th Birthday Yehia! Mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah!
Above (left to right): Birthday Boy Yehia, Spinach.
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