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It’s long been said (I’ve always wanted to use that phrase) that the Super Bowl is one of the largest sex trafficking events in the United States.

According to our local Fox 8 (not to be confused with Fox News), five women were rescued this past weekend during the event here in New Orleans. This same weekend, eight arrests were made in connection to human-trafficking related events.

What’s ironic to me is that we, as a society, know that forced prostitution is wrong. We know that many girls are forced into it. Yet, there are so many men (it’s usually men. Don’t pull the “man hating” card just yet) who will justify this behavior by denying these very facts.  

A lot is being done to help these girls, including cooperation with local businesses to train employees what to watch out for, and to make secret hotline numbers available for girls in hotel rooms or bathooms.  While these things are undoubtedly beneficial in helping these poor girls, it does not put enough of a public eye on the other piece of the puzzle.  (The names of the “Pimps” should be public, as well as the “johns”.  Why are people spending 10 years in prison for weed, while these slave drivers are living freely?) How can these men justify their actions by calling the act “consentual”, and refuse to see that their contribution is what makes it possible?

We live in a world where it is understood that sex-trafficking is wrong, but do we truly understand why? Women are still judged and valued for their bodies every day. Walking through the downtown area on Super Bowl weekend, I saw the “Budweiser Girls” lining the sidewalk dressed (for lack of a better word) in thong-shorts and bra-tops.  How can we ever overcome the slavery of women if we still view them as objects; as something that needs to be decorated and looked at?  I don’t care if you think it “looks nice”. This isn’t about your needs. A nearly-naked woman should have no relevance to the sales of beer, but “sex sells”, and here lies the connection.  We’re taught that this is ok to expect this from women, and we justify it by telling ourselves they have “consented” to it.  No, these Budweiser women aren’t victims of sex-trafficking. They are victims of a world where there is so little that separates the two.

Beyonce’s job during the haltime performance was to sing and entertain. Why did this have to be done wearing a body suit? If Jay Z, or even Beiber, came on stage wearing a speedo, we’d laugh. We wouldn’t take this seriously. “He must be pulling an act; he can’t be serious”. Because we all know that men don’t need to dress like this to gain an audience. Beyonce is known for her strong influences to women empowerment, yet she peformed in a stadium full of people wearing such little fabric. But again, we justify this. “She was hot doing all that dancing. It’s easier to move. She can wear what she wants”.  Whatever justifies it.  It’s this contribution that makes it possible.

Driving home from work the other morning I was listening to a talk-show where they were comparing the the Mardi Gras here with Carnival in Brazil.  Of course, the topic of women bearing their breasts came up, as it is much more popular in Brazil’s version of Carnival than it is here in the Big Easy – despite popular belief. One of the men began making fun of the women here: “I wouldn’t want to see the ones on the women there anyway, they sag so much they’d have to unzip their pants just for us to see them”.  While I realize he was “making a joke”, the point remains that our bodies are always up for others’ discussion; always subjected to others’ opinions and ridicule.  These two hosts would probably call me an angry feminist, but only they have no way of understanding what it feels like to be on the other side.

To bring an end to my rant, how can we end forced prostitution of women if we’re unable to look at the other ways we enslave them?




Tonight I found myself going through old pictures of college; reminising in the nostalgia that flows from pictures of dorm rooms and dining halls. I remember counting down the days until we received our degrees, sick of being treated like the undergraduate teenagers we were. Sneaking jello shots and small caged animals into our dorm rooms, it was us against the world. 

I miss traveling. Not going-from-here-to-Alabama traveling. I miss TRAVELing. Walking across the bridge over the Charles River in Prague. Seeing the concentration camps in Poland. Living in France. I miss getting lost, trying foreign food, staying in hostels. I miss it all.

I have an inability to enjoy the moment. I always look back and long for the memories of last night, last weekend, last year.  I miss sipping iced lattes under the palm trees before class this past summer. I miss my life in the early days of coming to New Orleans: when everything was new and exciting. Heck, I miss the Mardi Gras parade I attended two days ago.

Today, I have that long-awaited degree. And another one, too.  I continue to sip iced lattes under palm trees, and there will be more Mardi Gras parades all week.  But instead of enjoying the moment, I spent the night on Facebook looking at pictures of college days.

Damn you, Facebook. Damn you, Nostalgia. You’re making me appear Emo.

curly hair problems


I’m so sick of straight haired girls telling me they understand my frustration when it comes to curly hair.

“My hair gets curly when it’s humid, I totally understand”.

Mm hmm.  You have no idea.

“My hair is naturally curly too, actually it’s wavy, I just straighten it”.

If you can “straighten” your hair to the point where it looks like that, then you probably don’t have the same texture hair as me.

My frustration stems from the fact that every time I try to find a new hair stylist, I ask if they have experience working with curly hair, and I almost get an offended response. As if I have insulted them by asking.  Yet I continue to experience haircuts from people who really have no idea how to work with curly hair. I’m talking REALLY CURLY hair. Not Taylor-Swift-who-has-curly-ends-sometimes hair.

A quick Google search for “curly hair” brings up about 90% of pictures of women with STRAIGHT hair with a hairstyle that came from throwing a couple curlers in it for a while. Where are my naturally-curly girls?

I am trying to find a new hairstyle for graduation, and I came across a site that can help you choose hairstyles based on your face shape. After choosing my face shape, (who the hell knows their face shape!?) I was directed to a site for choices for straight/wavy hair, as well as curly hair.  The two girls featured had the SAME DAMN HAIR.

See for yourself:


Until people learn the difference between straight-hair-with-a-little-bit-of-wave, and CURLY hair, we will continue to have these serious, real world problems. And people like me, who work third shift on a Friday night after no sleep due to preparing for graduation ALL WEEK, will continue to have minor issues to worry about.

So many problems. So little time.

The lines coming out of Chik Fil A this past week are shocking. Ok, not SHOCKING… this IS the South. But it is becoming quite apparent what a slap in the face this whole issue has become.

We have one side who is sick of the hatred, and tired of having our lives become the center of ongoing and hateful debates. We have the other side claiming “free speech”, First Amendment issues, blah blah.

Yes, people are entitled to their beliefs. But sometimes these beliefs make one seem quite ignorant, backwards, and overly old-fashioned.  For example, I have the right to believe that people who eat meat should be ripped of equal rights, (for the record I’m a meat eater). I have every right to believe that unicorns exist – and even that they are the Lord’s Savior.  I have had clients who truly believed they we’re Jesus Christ. (Who in this field hasn’t had that experience?)  We all are entitled to these protected beliefs, no matter how absurd they may seem to the general public.

It’s when people gather together with these extreme beliefs that there becomes a problem. Given the outlet and opportunity to act are what provide a dangerous outlet for discrimination.   I have met some vegans who, if given the chance, would probably persecute meat eaters.  These aforementioned vegans have the right to have an extreme dislike of meat eaters, right? What if these same extremists moved to collective political power? What if, in 20 years, it became illegal to eat meat here in the US?  What’s this? The beliefs of some shouldn’t affect the actions and laws that dictate the your life? Welcome to this realization!  

OK, that’s a bit of a stretch. (And sorry to any vegan readers for my hypothetical example). But this is how the Chik Fil A fiasco looks to me: people are rallying in support of one’s First Amendment right to believe that a group of people should not have equal rights.  Switch the specific group of people, and we can see even more how ridiculous this has become:  “Redheads should not be able to marry each other”. After all, that red hair color – it’s just so unnatural. How about divorcees? Should they be able to get married after breaking one of the major rules within most religious doctrines? …How about Canadians? Who needs more Canadians, anyway? (Relax, I can say this: I’m from Maine. We’re all half-Canadian up they’ah).   Somehow, when we insert any other group of people besides gays into the mix, this issue become quite humorous. It is then that we can objectively see what we’re doing to ourselves.

Yes, people have every right to their opinion. They have every right to donate to a cause, whether that be: People United Against the Use of Thumb-Tacks, or even Protection for the Family Against the Unauthorized use of Goat Cheese.  Donate all you want. Believe whatever you want.

When my grandmother was a child, people had every much of a right then (just as they do now) to BELIEVE that women should not vote – and many rallied and donated against their efforts.  There are still people today who believe such horrible and discriminatory things, as we have seen this week.  What if the lines outside of Chik Fil A were in support of someone’s right to believe that women should not be allowed to vote?  What if they were in support of one’s right to donate money in support the removal of all child abuse laws from the books? What if those people with impromptu chicken cravings were really in support of anti-meat legislation? (Hey, irony happens every day. Especially in politics). Suddenly, the issue of free speech doesn’t seem as important. Or, would you still be in line?

Just, please, think about WHAT BELIEFS you’re supporting. This isn’t a debate about free speech. It’s about making people aware of impact this speech is having on those most vulnerable.

This past month I have been looking around for a used car, ending with me purchasing a Mitsubishi Galant a couple of weeks ago.  No, this isn’t a debate about American vs. Japanese cars – don’t get too excited. Rather, I have decided that I have another reason to add to my growing list of resentment about being the “weaker” sex.

I began by looking around online within my price range to see what I could expect to find around the metropolitan area, made tons of phone calls and emails, then took my search out into the streets. I tried to keep my search to local used car dealers, because the obvious assumption is that the car will be better taken care of.

Being a woman, the immediate thing that you notice when entering a car dealership is that the salesmen automatically assume you A. aren’t buying the car yourself, and B. that you wont have any legitimate questions to ask. I prefaced every inquiry with the basic questions about the mileage, any major problems, how many owners, car-fax, and all that jazz. The first couple questions were answered with an obligatory tone, and then I had apparently reached my allotted time for questions, because that’s when things turned awkward.

I asked the salesman, “Why did the previous owner give up this car?” (It seemed like a very nice car for that price). His response? “Uh, I don’t know ma’am. To get a new one??!’  He said this while laughing.

When test driving the car, he proceeded to crank up the music. Because girls only care about music, right? Clinking noises on the car can always be ignored if you have good tunes!  I was also laughed at when I asked when the last time was the car had an oil change. Because that’s apparently a funny question to be asked by a curly-haired girl wearing a pink shirt.

You’ll be happy to learn I left that dealership and purchased my car at another across town.  Just because I’m a woman, doesn’t mean you can easily take advantage of me.

People piss me off.

          Romney gave a commencement speech at the conservative Liberty University this past weekend, where he made sure to speak about religion for half the allotted time available to him. In a moment that was not uncharacteristic of his inability to take a solid position, he advocated for protection for religious beliefs, and against gay marriage, in the same breath. If we truly have religious protection, and Separation of Church and State, then why is a presidential candidate speaking at a nationally known religiously conservative institution during his campaign?

  “For those who graduate from high school, get a full-time job, and marry before they have their first child, the probability that they will be poor is 2%.  But, if those things are absent, 76% will be poor.” 

        Firstly, why is he telling college students about the benefits of a high school degree? At this point it’s safe to assume they understand that point. Also, why reinforce the benefits of waiting to have children if you publicly denounce birth control and Planned Parenthood funding. Are you suggesting, dare I say, abstinence? Because we KNOW how well THAT works. I should also point out the ambiguity of the word “poor”, especially when used by someone of Romney’s out-of-touch stature.

     “Marriage is a relationship between one man and one woman.”

        OK, and many people (Liberty University included) feel that Mormonism isn’t really Christianity. What does any of this crap have to do with college graduation?  Shouldn’t we be focusing on jobs and the economy? You know, the “important stuff”, as coined by Mitt, himself.

But from the beginning, this nation trusted in God, not man. Religious liberty is the first freedom in our Constitution. And whether the cause is justice for the persecuted, compassion for the needy and the sick, or mercy for the child waiting to be born, there is no greater force for good in the nation than Christian conscience in action. “

      Why is he speaking about religious freedom, if he doesn’t believe it in for people outside of his faith? Religious freedom is essential for those who practice Christianity, but for the rest of us, guess we’re on our own. Don’t believe that the Bible condemns homosexuality? Too bad, you have to follow our Christian-based laws. Don’t believe that the Bible’s words should dictate our laws?  Too, bad. See above rule. Freedom of religion only applies to Christians, according to Romney. “Religious liberty” should protect his right to enforce his beliefs on me.  No, you are forbidden by (secular?) law to marry who you love! We demand religious freedom!  The hypocrisy is blinding.

Religious freedom opens a door for Americans that is closed to too many others around the world”

America is better than every other country. This just reminds me of that Planet Fitness commercial where the big muscular guy can only say dumb things like “I lift things up and I put them down“.  Hopefully Mitt will remember how much he enjoys talking about social issues the next time he sees a reporter, instead of falling back on his usual flip-flop fueled position of “let’s focus on the important issues!”

Hunger Games

I took the plunge.  I put down The Hunger Games last night after a mere three days of reading in between finals, and now I’m hooked.

I plan to see the movie this weekend, then go out and buy the other two books.   I’m a little disappointed to see that the actress playing Katniss is (obviously) a typical Hollywood blonde. Kinda takes away the image in my mind, but whatever I guess.

I’m such a follower. 😉


follow up: I finally saw the movie, and they made the actress a brunette.  Fit so much better with the image in my head.  However, I’m pretty disappointed with the movie.  In the book, it really was suspenseful as the reader followed Katniss through saving Peeta’s life, etc. The movie cut out all those parts.

Back to reading more age-appropriate books I guess.


I’m sitting at Starbucks as I write this, and there is a meeting going on next to me about an upcoming party at the Frat House on Willow St. It is apparently some type of fundraising event to raise money for cancer.

Sounds like a good cause, right? Read on, my friend.

The man conducting the meeting is talking to three other people; another middle-aged adult about his age, and two Tulane students – male and female.  The decision maker/team leader is planning the party right down to the amount of alcohol bottles broken down by type, as well as the bands, etc.  It seemed like a harmless event-planning session until he started talking about the women who will help sell the party: “Well put a hot one, one with big breasts, at the front. That will bring in more people. Then we can put another one, maybe a less cute one than the one we put out front…we can put that one behind the bar. It’s always good to have a hot girl selling beer”.

At this point my interest is piqued.  Is this really happening right next to me as I type a paper on group counseling sessions for class?  I continue to listen:

“Well, like, I might have, like, some cute girls that I can ask to work for the night” – says the young girl at the meeting.   Are we talking about prostitution or a party?  I know it’s the friggen Frat House, but come on.

“Do you have any hot girls in your sorority you could ask?” – team leader dude

“No. My sorority, like, is the “ugly sorority”, hehe” – sorority girl.

“Maybe we can ask some chicks from another sorority” – male student with her.


The students leave a few minutes later, and the two men pick apart the looks of the sorority girl who met with them. “She’s not a pretty girl, but at least she has a nice body”.  I’m thisclose to throw my iced latte over his balding head.

It’s quite amazing that years of hard work in the feminist movement has gotten us so far, just to have it taken away in a moment like this.    And the most pathetic thing is that this wont phase anyone, and their tactics will work for them. It makes me so angry that this post will end up in cyberspace somewhere; a feminist rant falling on apathetic ears. And their party will do well, due to half-naked “chicks” selling beer in an successful attempt at raising money for cancer.   It will always be a straight man’s world.

Well, Tulane students. Have fun at the Frat House whenever this party happens. It sounds decent for those looking for a cheap drunk.  Buy a $10 tank, get free beer and $1 shots all night. Hell, they even have me advertising for them.




This article was meant to be an April Fool’s joke. It was published on April 2nd. (Is there a certain time allotted for the distribution of April Fool’s jokes? )

Either way, this is awesome. Apparently, Starbucks’ sales skyrocketed after National Organization of Marriage demanded the boycott of their product in response to the company’s outward support of equal marriage.  The satirical article claims that Apple and Microsoft, jealous of Starbucks’ increase in sales, are requesting a boycott of their companies in order to attain the same financial boom.

It is too hilarious that it is financially better for businesses to be boycotted by NOM.

The best quote in the entire piece:

“In 2010 Google began compensating their coupled LGBT employees for the added tax burden that the Defense of Marriage Act creates.”

Oh, the list of  things that would only happen if true equality existed.


Secular Morality

This song deserves a Grammy. No matter what side you take politically I think you will enjoy this!

Will The Real Mitt Romney Please Stand Up (feat. Eminem)

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