Out From Under the Umbrella

playing in the rain


Have you ever been sexually assaulted?


This post will be a safe zone.  I normally do not agree with censorship but as I will be asking for commentary about very a very sensitive issue I will not allow assault or rape apologetics to remain.  Nor will I tolerate any belittling or insensitive remarks toward anyone sharing their own experience.

The U.S. Department of Justice defines it this way:

Sexual assault is any type of sexual contact or behavior that occurs without the explicit consent of the recipient*. Falling under the definition of sexual assault are sexual activities as forced sexual intercourse, forcible sodomy, child molestation, incest, fondling*, and attempted rape.

I don’t think a lot of people think of groping or fondling as sexual assault. Sure, it’s unacceptable.  It’s definitely an invasion of personal space. But is it assault?

It most assuredly is.

These types of assaults go largely unreported.  Unless you’re raped it hardly seems an emergency to dial 911. Most don’t think of being groped as a form of violence.

I’m conducting a completely unscientific poll to see how many of you, dear readers, male or female, have been sexually assaulted in any of the ways described by the U.S. Department of Justice.  If you feel comfortable please share your experience in the comments below.



*Emphasis mine



Sealed with a Kiss



Photo credit:  TIMOTHY A. CLARY/AFP/Getty Images©


Now Mike Pence knows what it feels like to be groped by an entitled old white guy.  Just like a woman, he closed his eyes, hoped for the moment to soon pass, and thought, “someone, please, just tell me when it’s over.”

I wonder if this is what it looked like when Judas kissed Jesus.  Just.so.uncomfortable.


Hell, Mary

Rotten Tomato Comedy

Since my own deconversion, or conversion to agnostic atheism, or whatever you want to call it, I’ve developed a devilish(heh!) sense of humor as relates to religion.  Or sarcasm.  Or cynicism.  Or a blasphemous sense of humor.

Whatever you want to call it.

Tomato, tomahto.  It’s all the same thing.

So the other day a co-worker failed (again!) to turn in some paperwork that is vital to my job.  I playfully scolded him since I have no actual authority to properly scold him.

He tells me he’s sorry and he’ll try to do better(which is what he says each time).

“Don’t worry about it.  Just go say three hell Maries, throw some salt over your shoulder, and eat a piece of garlic.”

“Wait,” he says. Serious as a heart attack, “Are you Catholic?”

“No, my child, I serve no gods.”

The moment entirely lost on him, “Oh. Well, as long as you’re not Catholic.  You know, they’re not really Christian.”

“Yeah, well, neither are protestants. Besides, saying hell Mary isn’t the same thing as hail Mary. You, know, as in, ‘Hell, Mary, don’t do that again!’  And throwing salt over your shoulder and eating garlic have nothing to do with being Catholic.”

“So, what?  Do you belong to one of those non-denominational religions?”

“Only if being sacrilegious counts.”


Becky Says Things…About the Brexit

Surely the powers that be also promised that things would get worse before they got better(if they get better, that is).

‘Crikey Moses, what the hell’s going on over there?’ my splendid international listeners must be wondering. ‘Britain looks like a pair of tangled headphones covered in unidentified soiling that have been found at the bottom of a crud-filled handbag, with one earpiece snapped off and the other one stuffed with wax. What a terrible mess! But it’s okay, I’m sure the […]

via Becky says things about … staying positive — BECKY SAYS THINGS