The difference between “free speech” and speech without consequence.

Well, it is a new year in pretty much all of the world now, with even the Westernmost Americans bringing everything other than their political science into the year 2013.

Fukk off, DVD pusher.

Most of the time, when I go to the local shops and look at goods, it lifts my spirits somewhat. For most of the preceding year, whilst sitting around the house, I have been feeling… how can I put it? Out of sorts? Like my baby has died? Like I am stuck in a society that would rather throw me away than expend any effort to help me be what I can be? Like I have a masculine parental entity whom I have recently determined is determined to break my spirit?

The deficit between positive interaction and flat-out abuse

I have tried, and I do mean tried, to write two more posts that might mean something to anybody. But I just cannot at present. It is difficult enough to write when one is feeling relatively okay inside and has a collection of ideas (or even just one idea) to write about.