|Saturday, June 5th, 2004|
Reagan is dead and National Public Radio is going on about him as if he were Jimmy Carter. Dying does not make a person virtuous; it just makes a person dead.
|Friday, April 2nd, 2004|
|O Yes O Yes Indeed
Today I went out for dinner with Nancy and our friend Pippa then trekked down to the Nargilah teahouse off of St. Denis(um I don't actually know its real name) and sat around and drank tea out of tiny painted cups and watched a beautiful woman play accordion and sing Turkish songs. Now I'm home and baking cookies. Sometimes life seems so good.
|Sunday, March 28th, 2004|
Tonight I have eaten ice cream and chocolate sauce, played boggle, sat in a swing by the architectural gardens and sang, and made a kick-ass collage. Why can't more nights be like this?
|Thursday, March 18th, 2004|
|Happy Birthday to Me!
My birthday is on Friday. I am old old old. I'm heading to Boston to see friends and my momma (not to mention YOUR momma) and play in the (O the Irony) foot of snow that has fallen on the east coast.
|Saturday, March 13th, 2004|
The rally kicked ass. I came home. Cleaned the house. Went to an organizers' party. Drank too much. Came home at 2 am. Woke up Nancy. Tried to get her to bake cookies. Went to bed. Woke up. Wrote in tiny sentences. Very satisfactory.
|Thursday, March 11th, 2004|
|Get Up Stand Up!
Hey! All you Montrealers come to the Treat the People rally tomorrow. We're meeting at 1:30 at the Roddick Gates and marching down to Guy-Favreau in support of strengthening the C-9 bill.
The way shortened story is as follows:
When this bill passes it's going to make Canada the first of the G-8 countries to amend its domestic patent laws to allow generic drug companies to provide affordable medicines to the developing world- for example anti-retrovirals for a country like Botswana where 39% of the population has HIV or full-blown AIDS. This piece of legislation should be revolutionary. Except. The pharmaceutical companies and their lobbies have put an unbelievable amount of pressure on the government which has resulted in the bill being altered in a number of ways that are going to make it much less effective and encompassing. In fact it may render the bill entirely toothless.
Here are some examples of the problems: the major issue is called the Right to First Refusal. Basically, after a generic drug producer has negotiated a contract with a country they have to take that contract to the patent holding company and that company can take over the contract. AND even if at that point the patent holding company chooses not to take over the contract they will have the opportunity to take it over again every two years after the generic company has already done all the legwork. If these pharmaceuticals wanted to make affordable drugs they could have done it already or could compete with the generic companies fair and square on the market. The Right of First Refusal means that the generic companies basically have no incentive to start making these necessary medications. It totally undermines the very reasons for the C-9 bill! Also- the pharmaceutical companies are smart. They will, in all likelihood, take over EVERY contract until they have broken the generic companies and no more attempts are made to produce these badly needed drugs.
This is just one example of the bills flaws.
Let's mobilize to remind Ottawa that their primary allegience should not be to lobbiests but to their constituencies! The C-9 bill needs to be amended!
I know I've just said (written?) a mouthful. But lest I sound too critical I also want to say that I am a duel citizen of the U.S and Canada and I am so proud that at least ONE of my countries is willing to tackle issues of global health justice. I just hope that this bill will be made as useful and effective as possible. There are so many people in need. Come to the rally tomorrow and lets make the bill work!
|Saturday, March 6th, 2004|
|Please Weigh In
Nancy, Lauren and I are debating who has the most ridiculously complicated/jargon filled reading. Here are the contenders:
1) "The forming of a subject requires an identification with a normative phantasm of 'sex' and this identification takes place through a repudiation which produces a domain of abjection, a repudiation without which the subject cannot emerge."
- Judith Butler, "Bodies That Matter"
2)"But the prohibition of 'incests' attempted to reach its objective through an asymptotic decrease in the thing it condemned, whereas the control of infantile sexuality hoped to reach it through a simulataneous propagation of its own power and of the object on which it was brought to bear."
- Michel Foucault, "The History of Sexuality, Vol. 1"
3)"Nec me adeo fallit veritam te moenia nostra
suspectas habuisse domos Karthaginis altae."
- Virgil, "Aeneid"
um.. I think Lauren should be disqualified. Latin is cheating. Anyone else have ridiculous reading they would care to share?
|Monday, March 1st, 2004|
|Tupper Drama/What IS that Smell?
If you take the name Nancy and 'ifer' to the end what do you get? Nancifer. Is the striking similarity to Lucifer a coincidence? I think not! Due to Ms. N's smell not to mention her scheming attempts to come between Lauren and myself using that powerful medium of instant messaging, I have founded the Smelly Nancy Club with Lauren as co-president and myself as dictator-for-life in keeping with the mandate of all good Calvin and Hobbes fans.
To help all understand Nancy's treacherous doings let it be known that she has referred to me as stinky, tricksy, and a "stenchfest." I! A paragon of personal hygiene! Moreover, she has insinuated repeatedly that I had engaged in sexual congress with "The Blouseman." While this may indeed be the case, there is no excuse for besmirching my good name in this fashion. This will not stand!
President Lauren made a motion that the club have an anthem and pledge of allegiance. I am forgoing schoolwork to create an appropriate flag as well as perfecting the requisite secret handshake. Lauren is creating a dance which will combine aspects of the macarena with repeated pelvic thrusts, and 70's style/pulp fiction hand motions. I suspect that by this point you are all eager to join. (Yes Oren. That means you!)
Membership is a very reasonable $50. Please make all checks payable to the Smelly Nancy Club. You may rest assured that President Lauren and I will put your hard earned money to good use. Namely to purchase cookie dough, books, and incense to burn at the Tuppergirl residence wherein Ms. N abides.
Thank you for your time and consideration,
Dictator for Life Jessie G-N
|Wednesday, February 18th, 2004|
Mel Gibson in response to a critical write up of 'the Passion' by Frank Rich in the New York Times:"I want to kill him. I want his intestines on a stick ... I want to kill his dog." Poor dog.
|Monday, February 16th, 2004|
|Guess Who Has An Essay Due..
What is wrong with English studies??? I am sick of reading books in the most joyless, cerebral possible fashion. I imagine the poor book manacled to an operating table, begging for mercy, while a mad scientist dissect it saying things like: 'Hmmm. I see that you have a Lacanian attitude toward language. We'll soon fix that!" or "Oh Ho! So you thought I wouldn't notice that with your post-modern streak you are not to be read in a realist manner.."
It's like the emperor's clothes or lack there of. Sometimes I want to stand up and yell: NONE OF YOU ARE MAKING ANY SENSE!
I am going to start a support group. Any takers?
|Friday, February 13th, 2004|
Excuse me! I (of course) meant to say "donut rights." I refuse to take a person-centric attitude toward the rights of pastries.
|Modesty Thy Name Is Jessie
To all who may have formerly had their doubts: I am a very important person. At yesterday's Amnesty International Exec meeting I was made a member of the Donut Solidarity Front. I am now in charge of organizing Krispy Kremes for our selling blocks and ensuring that their human rights are respected in the process. It's a tough job. But someone's got to do it.
|Sunday, February 8th, 2004|
Tonight, I am writing a paper on stripping, Julia is writing a paper on unemployment and Nancy is writing a paper on THE PHALLUS! (Caplocks are be taken as an indication that the
word(s) in question should be yelled at the top of one's lungs especially if in a crowded, public place.)
She is filling it with lots of double entendres about issues of the phallus rising, coming up, penetrating questions etc. I am filled with envy.
Our efforts at procrastination ended with all of us pretending to be phalluses (phalli?)which involves making a silly face standing on tiptoe and holding your hands above your head like a ballet dancer while saying 'I aaaaaaaaam a phallus!' Oren took pictures to document this important event in feminist history.
|Saturday, February 7th, 2004|
sixfoot6.com has a great post about the Reagan administration up right now. Check it out.
|Greek Heroine of Great Cooking Prowess
I have been on a cooking roll as of late. I made exceedingly yummy cookies last week, then last night I made lasagna for my housemates and friends, and then today I made tomato soup with onion, black beans and honey. Also rosemary and thyme. I threw in some black pepper to avoid sounding too much like a Simon and Garfunkel song. Is there such thing as cooking Hubris? Is there a cooking disaster lying in wait for me?! Further bulletins as events warrant..
|Wednesday, February 4th, 2004|
This is my first journal entry. And, suitably, I have nothing of particular import to report. (Although I would like to point out that that rhymed. Import/report! Brilliant!)