Man, I am getting more and more disheartened and angry.
I was watching Megyn Kelly this morning and she did an in-depth report about the Willis family. They had twelve children in a large family and the four oldest daughters were raped by their father. He is now serving prison time. Megyn seemed to be okay with that.
However, moments earlier, and in previous shows, she has manifested a huge defense of supreme court nominee Kavanaugh, even almost ridiculing (A la Trump) the women who had come forward with their stories of sexual assault.
Now, I understand Megyn has sons and I have personally witnessed the huge connection most (almost all) mothers have with their sons. It’s amazing to witness from outside a family of mothers and sons. Anyway, I had daughters, two of them, and I know what daughters can deal with. What women can deal with. No woman wants THAT kind of attention when they tell their story.
Personally, in my own family, I have seen a mother spend the entire family fortune defending a son who was legally CONVICTED of raping and almost killing an INFANT. She paid his legal fees, supported him during his prison time, then let him take over her life when he was released, to the point where she was left penniless and he forced her out of her own home.
Yes, men deserve to be innocent until proven guilty but that DOESN’T mean you can ridicule a woman for telling their truth. Or make them guilty without due process. I cringe when Megyn, using her legal prowess, raves and argues about how men shouldn’t be condemned outright. And how women can lie about events that happened. I believe–my opinion–that many women who watch her religiously, could be damaged by this cold, logical law approach. Statistics report that women claim sexual assault falsely in about two to ten percent of reported cases. The statistic also includes legal cases that may be true, but can’t be proven, into that statistic.
In this new decade of #MeToo, which I personally am very proud of and encouraged by, it seems that women have an obligation to have one another’s backs. We are, and have been, a male dominated society for too long. Look at the male dinosaurs that rule Washington DC. It is a FACT that women often go unheard. They suffer all types of abuse. Yes, men can be raped and sexually assaulted, true, but the minor numbers, when you compare them to female cases are astounding and the number of women assaulted, alarming.
I just want to say shame on you Megyn, @MegynKelly, and I say what my mother often said to me. If you can’t say something positive, just don’t say anything at all.
Sorry if I have offended anyone. I just share my opinions here in this forum.
A lovely Thursday to you.
This is a review I just posted-enjoy!
Good People by EJ Runyon
Author EJ Runyon has written a mesmerizing tale about the healing of Bernie, once known as Bernadette Maldenado, then as Mrs. Carlos Obregon. Now, because she has separated from her husband on a trial basis, she is just Bernie. Names seem to be an important way of progressing this story as Bernie eventually becomes The Little Baker. But I get ahead of myself.
Bernadette enters the three-month separation detached from everything, her marriage, her family, her life and mostly herself. She’s an abused woman, beaten to the point of brokenness by the man who claims to love her. Hence this summer separation suggested by their court-ordered counselor.
This time apart is portrayed in a lovely literary tour de force as Bernie reawakens to life, a journey crafted skillfully by Runyon. She is a master of phrases. For example:
When they pounded her with their frowns and stares and demanded, “Who are you trying to be, Chica?”
Home alone, sleeping is what she concentrated on. Her sheets on the single bed took on the scent of ripened fruit, sweet.
And I especially like this one:
And she did the softest thing I’ve ever seen; through the crack, instead of opening it any wider, she reached out her fingertips, two slim fingers in a cupped curve, reaching like a kitten’s paw slipped under a closed door, a search for something she might know was there but couldn’t see. She waved them. “’kay.” The door closed. She was gone
Runyon has also peopled Bernie’s new life with catalytic characters that struggle with their own issues as they charm Bernie by turns. Meg, a tormented M2F transgendered neighbor, is the first to befriend Bernie. Then there are the others who are overcoming problems of their own, Baby and Rae and Fred and Judd…the list goes on. Where will Bernie fit into this morass of new acquaintances? Will they intimidate her further or empower her to be the strong, vibrant woman she once was? Only time will tell but will it require more time than one enchanted summer? Or will Bernie, with autumn, again become the Bernadette-of the too-long words and bookish ways-who painfully belongs to her husband and his expectant family?
This novel is an expansion of a short story in Runyon’s excellent collection Claiming One. I won that collection in a contest and as soon as I cracked it open, I realized how truly lucky that happenstance was. And of all the stories in Claiming One, this was a perfect choice for expansion and exploring to such depth.
Just a bit:
I saw the movie Peppermint earlier today with a friend. Sheesh! That is one amazing movie with a totally unexpected, suuweet ending. I loved it. Don’t expect scintillating dialogue because this is a dyed in the wool action movie. Jennifer Garner kicks some ass–rightfully so– and takes beating after beating and comes back ticking. There were a few really unexpected moments and I this jaded movie addict really appreciated that. Go see it if you can. You won’t be sorry.
Years ago, I was a managing editor of the Diabetes Care medical journal so I occasionally check it out, even now. Imagine my surprise when I discovered some interesting new research.
First off, let me say that my mother was a Type 1 diabetic and I developed Type 2 a decade ago (in ‘remission’ now due to my diet) . I was told by every doctor, every grandmother, every friend, every well-meaning individual, that it was ‘sugar in the blood’ and that I needed to avoid sugar, especially white bread, potatoes, pasta. So I did but my diabetes got progressively worse. And my mother died when she was only 35 from this insidious disease.
Sugar. Sugar diabetes. Hmm.
While it is true that there is too much circulating sugar (glucose) in the blood, there was a theory that insulin wasn’t working properly to get the glucose into the cells. The body would then over-produce insulin but type 2 individuals were insulin resistant. But why?
They have now discovered that it is fat that is filling the cell and preventing the glucose from entering the cell.
Whoa! Whole new way of looking at it.
This is verified by my own experience. My diabetes did not go away until I gave up fat. I suspected early on (from something a doctor said) so I cut out meat and dairy but I was still eating mayonnaise and oils. Once I realized that and cut out these more hidden fats, it made all the difference.
Here’s part of the Diabetes Care article and the link to the full article:
The recent release of results from the Finnish Diabetes Prevention Study (FDPS) () and the Diabetes Prevention Program (DPP) () strongly confirm the hypothesis that interventions that alter diet and physical activity to achieve weight loss can prevent or postpone the development of type 2 diabetes in high-risk individuals. The next challenge will be to translate these impressive results into clinical practice. It seems relevant in this context to ask, “What is the best dietary intervention strategy to improve insulin action and prevent diabetes?” In the current issue of , van Dam et al. () assess the association between diet and development of diabetes over a 12-year period in the Health Professionals Follow-up Study (HPFS). They find that consumption of a high-fat diet and high intakes of saturated fat are associated with an increased risk of type 2 diabetes. However, this association disappears when they adjust for BMI. They also find that frequent consumption of processed meats is associated with an increased risk for diabetes. Does this study alter the recommendations we make to individuals at risk for developing diabetes?
Here’s another article:
And then, of course, there is research from my favorite doctor of all time, Dr. Michael Greger on his videoblog Nutritionfacts.org. Amazing site.
I find it very interesting that plant fat sources don’t have the same effect–such as avocado, oil-free hummus, and nuts. Weird.
Just thought I’d share this interesting Natty Bit–certainly was the highlight of my morning.
Make it a great day!
All great truths begin as blasphemies. — George Bernard Shaw
I’m a long-time Amazon Prime member as I do a huge percentage of my shopping online. Yes, I drank the Kool-Aid(TM)Then, lo and behold, Amazon bought Whole Foods grocery stores.
I believe what Chef AJ says, if you don’t live near a Whole Foods or a Costco, MOVE!!
I really like shopping there, mainly because, at my store, the people who work there are actually friendly and helpful. Plus I get an Amazon Prime discount when they scan my app at checkout.
Another interesting thing is, when I go there, I feel as though I have joined a special group of shopping bees who move as one unit. We move through the store with our mini-shopping carts, laden with our own reusable cloth bags.
A side note, I actually hesitated to buy produce there once because I forgot my reusable net produce bags. How gauche to use the green clingy-wrap bags provided to cover my apples.
Anyway, we Whole Food shopping bees move thoughtfully through every aisle of the store, intently reading labels and making informed decisions on what healthy foods to take home to nourish our healthy bodies. I love to watch this process out of the corner of my eye as I read labels and carefully choose healthy foods to take home to nourish our healthy bodies.
Here’s a funny spoof on shopping there. Watch with a light heart!
What are The Natty Bits?
To me, they are the bits and pieces of info or insight that often rise to the murky surface of my mind. The issue is, I’m a writer. Primarily a novelist. And a quote that is oh, so true, is from author Margaret Atwood:
I’m not a pundit; I’m just a lonely fiction writer. They don’t pretend to be experts on anything. They stare out the window and bump into furniture.
Yes, that pretty much describes me. I went to a conference this past Saturday–The Western Women Writers annual conference–and one of the speakers was acclaimed romance novelist Karin Kallmaker. She said a lot of interesting things but chief among them was the fact that writers are generally always writing somewhere in the back of their mind. No matter what they are doing. This is true for me. As a result, I’m often seen as absent-minded or, at the very least, a habitual daydreamer.
I’m currently working on three books:
The sequel to The Liaison, the first book in the Desert Willow series. It’s called Rosemary and follows the life of the baby from the first book as she grows up, There’s a huge space battle that should be kind of fun.
The second is called Progressive Proof, a modern romance.
Thirdly, I’ve had a mainstream drama on my mind concerning a homeless woman who is helped by another powerful woman. Just can’t stop thinking about it.
The problem is getting my butt in the writing chair–BIC. I’ve been working on decluttering the house to give me some peace of mind. And it’s working. As clutter goes away, I feel a huge sense of relief.
Did you know that the Mary Tyler Moore show is on Hulu? It’s been a hoot watching these old shows.
Penzeys Spices is an amazing store. I had a great time with my friend Nina sniffing all the samples. I-we both- walked out with a bagful of spice blends. A good thing, too, as Chris and I are doing very well with our whole foods plant based eating style.
I can’t wait until Chris gets blood drawn and sees the improvements. My improvements have already started–even my triglycerides are below normal and I’ve finally lost fifty pounds. I still have a bit to go but every evening we watch inspirational clips on YouTube teaching us how to properly prepare food and I have the freedom to eat three sweet potatoes in one sitting if I wish–just no butter or oil. It’s been a learning curve but the results are well worth the time.
I’ll post some YouTube links next time…
May the Wombat of Happiness snuffle through your underbrush.
Ancient Aborigine blessing