homicidal lesbian terrorist

i see your women caught behind windows
in their homes, behind rows and rows
of bleached and frightened children.
They speak men's words, not their own
except those languages they've
learned to speak in secret
and in dreams, if they've
not forgotten.

- Joy Harjo, From the Salt Lake City Airport '82

Thursday, December 25

second_life

I've been playing [second_life] - well, trying to play [second_life], anyway; it seems my computer is not up to snuff. Instead, I get some torture. Slow like molasses, rendering images only with great agony: I wish I could play because it seems like fun.

Also because I'm a seven-foot tall ice-white neandertal with green eyes and a pop gun who can fly. I'd like to open up that can of whup-ass on my neighbours.

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