Some women will put a slice of wedding cake under their pillow.

They hope to dream of the man they're going to marry.

I tried this.

On the third night, I dreamed of uplinking to a multigendered five-person hubmind.

I swoon just thinking about it.
 (posted with one glaring typo on Xtra West's website)

Section 293 of the Criminal Code of Canada forbids being in "Any kind of conjugal union with more than one person at the same time whether or not it is by law recognized as a binding form of marriage" and also prosecutes anyone who "celebrates, assists or is a party to a rite, ceremony, contract or consent that purports to sanction..." such a relationship.

A 1937 court case ruled that this law does not apply to adultery, only to consensual multiple-person arrangements.

Under section 293, if one of your friends has an agreement with zer partner who is on a two-year overseas contract, has met a sweety and has a party to welcome this person into zer life, anyone who attends the party could spend five years in jail.

This is a terrible law and the only reason that it has not already been repealed or overturned is that it has not been used to prosecute someone recently.


If we need to prosecute people in Bountiful, we should consider something along the lines of child sexual abuse.

Addendum: At present, all parties to a polygamous relationship are in violation. Not just the half-dozen or so dudes at the centre of it - the teenage brides as well.
[This is not about current events in my life, but refers to a general trend that I have noticed over several years - one which I have sometimes exacerbated]

Online dating takes communication out of the nest of reciprocity that defines most of our social world.
Confer: Ursula Franklin's "Real World of Technology"

This specializes it for specific appliactions: blind dating; meeting someone who your friends don't know.; if you want a certain degree of anonimity (kinky, queer, cheating, high-proifle, and/or just shy).

It also makes it kinda crappy for fostering ongoing relationships. The vast bulk of my human relationships develop and are sustained via  a social backing: work; school; volunteering; religion; recreation; overlapping social circles; living nearby. These systems support our interactions. They give us something to talk about. They put us together week after week. They provide coworkers, fellow students, club members and so on to ask where the other person is.

Without these things, our normal relationship skills are often not sufficent. We do not notice that it's been awhile since we've seen so-and-so because we usually don't see so-and-so - their absence is normal, provoking no sense of loss. If we deprioritize communicating with them, it does not affect our interactions with them. We will not spontaneously encounter them. They can be in our lives... or not. Either or.

That I overlooked this set of problems stems from assuming that communication has an essential form; that it exists in an ideal state like Plato's chair; contextless, like Aphrodite coming to be by rising out of sea foam; that you can date however you like and it will be about the same. But communication is not a default thing that can be plugged into different media. A tongue or a keyboard, a long aquaintance or a blind-date are all different things, despite our wish to be free of context.
Looking forward over the next months and years, I can see a lot of long-term endeavors that have structured my life coming to an end.

And then what?

Let's keep in mind that structure, purpose and meaning are a matter of perception.

I started asking myself this question just shy of two years ago. I stopped thinking of what I should do (whatever that means), and instead turned towards what I want. Or what makes me happy. Or whatever is worth it to me.
A few years back, I described my faith as "a crappy Buddhist."
Self denial doesn't work

I. Want:

To spend some time in a cabin that's surrounded by snow - Birkenhead maybe, anyone else want in?

To get back into kink - I attended a workshop last night - I forgot how much fun that was - I find it a bit awkward to go to a play party without someone to play with though

To find a loving relationship - feeling irritated (gah! women! oh... wait... shit.), will keep trying, appreciate suggestions and recommendations

To learn how to make more things - a trades course looms

To be a better cook and seweringpersonything - keep practicing

A cunt - better start doing research

To be doing more art - community college maybe? Or one of those electives that looms on the way to finishing my degree

To get into physical activity that will strengthen my joints instead of hurting them - signed up for softball, will try to get involved with paintball - [ I want to make a queer paintball team (the team is queer - the people on it may or may not be) just so I can make a wordplay on "Rainbow Six"]

To take some time off - told my coworkers last month that I won't be a round much this month

To get my Student Union out of the goddamn CFS - the fight starts in January and culminates in March

To get involved in co-op stuff - I think I might go intern again
 

You got any advice or suggestions or news, or have the same thing that you want a second person to work on keep me in mind
"the way you function in this orientation exercise is the way you function in real-life teams."
    - Sam Bradd

A loooong walk around South Van at night gave me space to peer inside my baggage.

In Europe in the Summer of 2004, I was angry at my companions: I returned to the hotel to learn that they had decided to dissolve our plans and travel separately or in small groups, leaving me going solo. This said, I did not object and I was in no way surprised or shocked.

My ability to, when faced with isolation due to the disintegration of a group and its plans, calmly change tack to spend the better part of a month navigating through obscure regions of Western Slavia while completing schoolwork and research speaks to a useful streak of self-reliance, but one with unhealthy roots.

Indeed, self-reliance is a real strength, but beliefs like the following are not, and they mar the character of one's independence. leading to the habits of living half a life

1. Other people will occasionally try to help you because they think they should. They will at best give you an ear, leaving you back solving the problem on your own. At worst they will direct you towards bad decisions while making you feel inadequate.

2. Other people will drop you and the things you care about for weird/bad/no reasons. You cannot change this.

3. Other people are immature emotional firecrackers: handle them with kid gloves. When they hurt you, calmly note your disagreement and try to shed the conflict quietly.

4. You cannot connect with other people. They will always remain a mystery.

Conclusion: handle everything yourself.

Extricating myself from this has involved and is involving learning how to richly/effectively communicate with others, when I've rarely scratched the surface before. This time in my life is seeing the first deep friendships, and maybe a more complete romantic relationships or ties with family - as well as me asking probing questions, such as the ones that I may toss your way regarding the above topics. Heads up.
Happy New Year all.

Nineday is the close of week zero and a good time for summaries and resoultions:
Thus... )

In other news: to date, four people have stated that "Sasha" doesn't sound, or simply isn't, an androgynous name. Two said it's a boy's name; two, a girl's.
Something's shifted recently, I can see into what I'm doing, why I'm doing it. I can see where the problems with how I'm living my life are, and what I need to change them. I can even see them on the fly, while I'm erring, and hav ethe impulse to fix it.

Weird.

The genie seems out of the bottle. Being in some sort or capital-R Relationship uncorked something weird and it's still spilling out and all over the place. I feel different, see myself, sex, and the interaction between the two differently, and I can't pin down events to cause this, just events that should cause this, that make sense.

It's good, but scary.
I'm convinced that it should be illegal for people to drive while high on phenyethylamine: it inhibits critical judgment and tends to cause distraction, but there's no test for it. Although touted as a "natural" high, there's no cure for it and I hear it's been linked to the blues.

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