"Some people wear their heart upon their sleeve.
I wear mine under my right pant leg,
strapped to my boot." ~Ani Difranco
Welcome to the Brain. This is the place where I spout my opinions about anything that pops into my head. Keep in mind that these are thoughts I've jotted down on the spur of the moment and they don't represent my entire opinion. If you want to comment on any of them, feel free.
I will add new Rants periodically; if you like what you see, check back for more. As new rants are added, the old ones are stacked (that is, oldest at the bottom, most current at the top). And so, without further ado, i present...
it amazes me what people call an "education".
Why do people pick on those less fortunate than themselves?
Dirty Old Men
When old guys check me out it gives me the creeps.
Why do people seem to lose all independent brain function when in groups?
Love: don't believe everything you're told
how the media skews our image of love
(warning! don't read unless you already know the ending of Titanic)
My Take on the Spice Girl Philosophy of Life
what i dislike about those spicy popsters
(this is not a "caroline hates the spice girls" thing, mind you)
Why I'm Afraid of Love
why i'm afraid to say "i love you" and of love in general
squeakings on organized religion and stupid people
Love Yourself part 2
Heard the phrase "you can't love anyone 'till you can love yourself"? Me too. Here's my official rant.
Sparky's quasi-intellectual snarlings about respect between parents and children.
my little shpiel on Girl Toys vs. Boy Toys
a rant on Girl Power, that faddish beast. Not about the Spice Girls!
Like Your Body
a letter I posted to tripod's "Body Talk" conference on... well, body image.
my mutterings about what I think of The System.
Them's fightin' words! Take me to the comment form and I'll give you a piece of my mind.
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