Mosuo Women Rule

In the howling winds of a deep, New Hampshire, December.  After the four legged children have been fed, watered and put to bed…I glance at my wife, my partner, my…not born yesterday, marriage.  Between the kicking, prodding, slurring and whispered, angry requests…I ponder…

Could I live like a Mosuo?

Mosuo are a small, matriarchal sect.  An ethnic group from China that defies traditional marriage.

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Instead, they have built their love relationships on something called, walking marriage.

Having read this little bit of knowledge.  And, currently dealing with a kicking wife who soundly sit’s up out of bed from a dead sleep and screams…

“Are you okay?”

Again I say to self…

Mosuo or not Mosuo?

Normally when she asks if everything is copacetic with my meditation time.  I just give into my demons.  Forgo the chant.  And worry about bills. 

However, her question came out in blood curdling bursts from a voice that sits between Pee Wee Herman and Joan Rivers.

Mosuo?  Do they really have anything on this so called, Walking Marriage.  No wives.  No husbands.  Children raised by the inner sanctum of family.

After all, at seventeen years in, we write post-it notes to each other…to have sex.

The women of Mosuo?  They sing and dance.  They probably even remember what they said to each other yesterday.  Most likely, the Lady in Charge of Her House, even rubs her perspective night-mate’s feet.  These little jabs at foreplay happen during the day…when no one is tired.

Later on that evening, women invite visitors to their rooms and encourage them to leave the next morning!

Benefits?'Oh bugger -- not the Jehovah's witnesses again!'

-Equal freedoms.

-This dating game can begin and end…whenever.

Or, as I like to say, ‘if the door hits you on the backside.  Don’t bother coming back in.’

-Never any need to inquire on the ‘adult’ stuff.  At least for a short period of time.  No pillow-talk over are the…kids alright?  Have you walked the dogs?  Did you get the stool sample from the cat?  Like the vet asked!

And, other little assets that come to mind if one decides to participate in a Walking Marriage:

Old people (like myself)can give it a whirl.

There is little domestic violence!  For christ’s sake…if two people can’t get along for a few hours.  They probably shouldn’t hook up!

War is less likely to happen!  With everyone having ‘walked’ the whole village.  War would be counter productive.

This Visiting Marriage can have its faults:

-What is love?

And, more importantly,

-What does love have to do with it? (Thank you, Tina Turner)

-If two Visitors happen to have visited the Lady’s abode?  What happens if they meet up?  Jealousy?  Hurt feelings?  Who will be the Sugar Momma or Sugar Daddy?  It could get ugly.

About now it is 3 in the morning.  My wife has now decided to wake up out of my sound sleep and ask…

“Don’t forget you have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow!

So, with Mosuo and Megan…on my mind.  I think ‘No’ to Mosuo tradition.  What if I broke a hip and needed someone to take care of me?  Take care of me for 4 to 6 weeks?  Who’d be walking through my house then?283362727208_1

 

the Garden of the Prophet

Pity the nation that is full of beliefs and empty of religion. 
Pity the nation that wears a cloth it does not weave 
and eats a bread it does not harvest. 

Pity the nation that acclaims the bully as hero, 
and that deems the glittering conqueror bountiful. 

Pity a nation that despises a passion in its dream, 
yet submits in its awakening. 
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Pity the nation that raises not its voice 
save when it walks in a funeral, 
boasts not except among its ruins, 
and will rebel not save when its neck is laid 
between the sword and the block. 

Pity the nation whose statesman is a fox, 
whose philosopher is a juggler, 
and whose art is the art of patching and mimicking 

Pity the nation that welcomes its new ruler with trumpeting, 
and farewells him with hooting, 
only to welcome another with trumpeting again. 

Pity the nation whose sages are dumb with years 
and whose strongmen are yet in the cradle. 

Pity the nation divided into fragments, 
each fragment deeming itself a nation.

Gibran, the Garden of the Prophet

Stand or Fall

Trying to get up that great big hill of hope for a destination.  I realized quickly when I knew I should…that the world was made up of this brotherhood of man.  For whatever that means. And, so I cry sometimes when I’m lying in bed, just to get it all out…what’s in my head… so I wake in the morning and I step outside and I take a deep breath and I get real high and I scream from the top of my lungs, “What’s going on?!”

 

I have never been one for promoting pro-life.  I am pro-life, however.  That is when it comes to decisions, physically, in my own life.  Not someone else’s.  Being a lesbian, I have no need for birth control.  Still, when I had been younger…and indecisive, birth control from Planned Parenthood, fit into my low income budget.  And, after coming fully-out?  Planned Parenthood had remained my healthcare provider for all my ‘female’ exams!

In these days of appointing Provincial Judges to a higher court and electing right wing officials, our freedoms are dwindling…a little at time.  Slipping budget cuts in between the moments of  #45’s latest debacle.

So…

The White House plans to issue new guidelines for Title X, the only federal program dedicated to paying for birth control. The new rule is expected to require a “physical as well as financial separation” between entities that receive Title X funds and those that provide abortions.

By the way, in-between the fine lines of screwing women over…

Title X provides birth control, screening for sexual transmitted diseases and reproductive healthcare.

Over 40% of Planned Parenthood’s clients receive these services. 

Early abortion bans, known as ‘heartbeat bills,’ are being proposed in at least ten states. So far, those in MissouriMississippiTennesseeGeorgia, and Kentucky have advanced the farthest in state legislatures.

https://www.nbcnews.com

Again, slowly and quietly, a woman’s right’s’ to make informed, healthy choices, are falling away with the slightest stroke of a pen.

 

 

What is Hemp Good For?

What is hemp good for?  Absolutely, or almost, everything.  

Many colonists during the 18th century.  Tired, quiet, industrious, farmers…did not have the same quarrel over weed, hemp, etc., and it’s benefits.  As we do today.  To them smoking a bone held little light over the benefits of hemp.  From clothing to food to armor and lastly, a good buzz: growing hemp had been the meal ticket for many.

When we ever learn nothing lasts.  Nothing that is unless it is of the earth.

Today and Hemp?

Plastics can be replaced with bio-plastics – hemp

Fuel with bio-fuel – hemp

sunscreen

soap

We now have hemp-crete and Hemp Sport’s cars

But my new hemp-improved…favorite?

A pair of rustic, iconic…Levi’s!

enviromentalleader.com
Levi Strauss & Co. has created a new line of clothing made with hemp that “feels just like cotton.” Hemp requires far less water and land in the growing phase and has roughly half the carbon footprint of conventionally grown cotton but has not had wide adoption in the apparel industry because of its coarse feel. Now, however, Levi’s has employed a process developed by fiber technology specialists that softens the hemp, giving it a look and feel that is “almost indistinguishable from cotton,” the company says. The new hemp garments in the Wellthread x Outerknown spring/summer collection include jeans and a trucker jacket. They are made with a 70/30 cotton-to-hemp blend. The hemp, sourced from a rain-fed hemp crop, reduced the water used in fiber cultivation by roughly 30%.

 

Smile Visions

When people smile to themselves in the street, when I see the face of an ugly man or uninteresting woman light up…

I wonder from what visions within those smiles are reflected; from what footlights, what gay and incredible scenes they gleam of glory and triumph.

Girl in Swimming Cap by Diane Arbus

Logan Pearsall Smith