Mothers in Medicine: “Getting In the Sterile Field”, by Tempeh. The topic verges on glurge, but it’s well-written and non-cliche enough to bite. Or maybe I’m just susceptible right now. Make up your own mind.
As you can imagine, putting chemo into someone’s brain is a tad unnerving. The sterile field is no joke. Enough said.
Belinda Luscombe decides that there haven’t been boys in the White House for some time because it’s impossible to campaign while parenting male children, on account of they’re so naturally rambunctious and troublesome, unlike all those photogenic, eager-to-please girlchildren.
Campaigning and raising sons are mutually exclusive. Campaigning requires lots of travel, enormous amounts of time in the public eye and months and months of sitting down quietly listening to the same guy talking while wearing your good clothes. It’s like 11 straight months of being in church when you’re the preacher’s kid – with long car rides in between. It’s torture on adults, let alone children. But it’s worse for boys. Try this experiment: next month ask your son to be on his best behavior in front of other people, from now until November 2009. See how far you get.
“Boys are generally more competitive, risk-taking and defiant, which makes them less manageable,” says Meg Meeker M.D., author of Boys Should be Boys and Strong Fathers, Strong Daughters. And the 24/7 scrutiny of the modern campaign makes every small risky and defiant act a public affair.
Luscombe takes a side-swipe at the Obama girls, not only dismissing them as compliant, daddy-lovin’ campaign-prop ciphers, but as losses in the ol’ gamble of childbearing. She exhorts the Obamas to try again to bring an XY-fuelled bundle of mischief into the family.
In tough times like these, it would be nice to have a bit of that harmless White House mischief. And the Obamas are still a young couple. With ready access to government-sponsored childcare. No pressure of course, but would it be too much to ask to give the ol’ dice another roll?
And The Ugly.
TV blog Cliqueclack, in a fit of simultaneous prurience and gormlessness, asks, “Do lesbians really have as much sex as The L Word girls?”
Bonus Ugly Points for lesbians as exotic species, bisexuality as “identity issues”, walking in on lesbian sex as an automatic invitation to a threesome, and lesbianism as het-man-pleasing display.