Click on this link to see what I'm talking about. http://news.ninemsn.com.au/world/1022195/us-festival-uses-roo-in-boxing-show.
A festival sponsored by Kraft is using a Boxing Kangaroo as entertainment. The mindless performance spurs a live kangaroo into boxing with a human, in a festival to 'celebrate' Australia. Unfortunately, when it gets too heated the kangaroo is tethered. How about tethering the clown who is tormenting it in the first place?
'Boycott Kraft,' I want to scream, but come on - how many Aussies can live without their vegemite!! Not sure I can.
I'm guessing after the uproar the act will be cancelled. I certainly hope so.
About Me
- May Barclay from http://nickelanddimestuff.blogspot.com
- My daughter has just started school and suddenly the house, like me, feels very empty - deserted even. What does one do with so much time??? The possibilities are so overwhelming, it's hard to choose any one thing. And yes, the house is a mess, the kids probably have no clean uniforms for tomorrow and the cereal is still out on the bench from breakfast, but what the hell....
Friday, March 5, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Why have I chosen pictures of San Fran when I live in Australia?
When I was looking through my photos, trying to find one that would inspire me for my blog, I came across these photos that I took at Pier 39, San Francisco in March 2002.
I remember that day so clearly - it was a crisp spring day and there was a tulip festival on. I was 7 months pregnant and I was loving living in the States. It was one of those days where life seemed so packed with beauty and potential and inspiration that I could barely contain myself as I marveled at the glorious arrangements of colour. And later that day, back in the city, I found myself behind a young woman, about the same age I was at the time. She was wearing a pink backpack with a large smiley face on it. This woman was blowing bubbles into the air as she walked, and as they wafted into the sky and dodged around office-bound pedestrians, people looked up at them and smiled and then smiled at the girl blowing them. Such little things can create such long lasting memories.
When I look at those photos today, it reminds me of how inspired I felt that day and again I feel the anticipation of all the wonderful things in life still in store for me.
I remember that day so clearly - it was a crisp spring day and there was a tulip festival on. I was 7 months pregnant and I was loving living in the States. It was one of those days where life seemed so packed with beauty and potential and inspiration that I could barely contain myself as I marveled at the glorious arrangements of colour. And later that day, back in the city, I found myself behind a young woman, about the same age I was at the time. She was wearing a pink backpack with a large smiley face on it. This woman was blowing bubbles into the air as she walked, and as they wafted into the sky and dodged around office-bound pedestrians, people looked up at them and smiled and then smiled at the girl blowing them. Such little things can create such long lasting memories.
When I look at those photos today, it reminds me of how inspired I felt that day and again I feel the anticipation of all the wonderful things in life still in store for me.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Why I feel the need to Blog..
I feel a little like an alien in an unfamiliar land. Never thought I'd write a blog. In fact a couple of years ago, while completing my masters, a girl in my class was talking about her blog, how we needed to visit her blog, how important her blog was to her creativity. Everyone was nodding along while I was trying to work out if it was some kind of new breed of animal or something.
Now that my second child has started school and I'm trying to force myself to sit at the computer for at least a couple of hours a day to start making use of my MA in Creative Writing (and yes, I know I am a living cliche), I find that my blog is a lovely thing to think about. It's like throwing my thoughts and opinions out into the universe, never knowing if someone out there will stop to read them, whether anyone will ever know my blog exists at all.
Somedays lately when I'm at home I wonder the same thing about myself - all these hours at home, alone. It's like, if no one sees me for such a period of time, is it possible I actually cease to exist for those six hours a day? Does anyone else feel like that?
Now that my second child has started school and I'm trying to force myself to sit at the computer for at least a couple of hours a day to start making use of my MA in Creative Writing (and yes, I know I am a living cliche), I find that my blog is a lovely thing to think about. It's like throwing my thoughts and opinions out into the universe, never knowing if someone out there will stop to read them, whether anyone will ever know my blog exists at all.
Somedays lately when I'm at home I wonder the same thing about myself - all these hours at home, alone. It's like, if no one sees me for such a period of time, is it possible I actually cease to exist for those six hours a day? Does anyone else feel like that?
Thursday, February 18, 2010
A bizarre day, when I find myself defending Pamela Anderson and agreeing with Victoria Beckham.
There are few celebrities I admire less than Pamela Anderson and Victoria Beckam, yet I feel compelled to write about both of them today.
Firstly, the storm of media criticism surrounding Pamela's NY Fashion Week outfit. If you haven't seen it, check this out - but warning, it may offend some viewers. http://news.ninemsn.com.au/entertainment/1014407/anderson-stripper-outfit-horrifies-critics
I want to know, what is the age cut-off for wearing such an outfit? Do you think it's 25, 35, perhaps if she was only 40, not 42?
I challenge even a 20-year-old supermodel to look good in such a trashy outfit. Let's blame the designer Richie Rich here, not the wearer!
Poor Pamela has built her career on showing off those melon breasts to an adoring, largely male, public. I get depressed looking at all the Sass and Bide outfits that I would love to wear, if I was ten years younger (I'm 38). How much worse for someone who has made a career out of flaunting her body to be now mocked in the media, to be told she should be showing less flesh and more dignity. I say, go Pamela, wear what you want. Why should we all have to grow old gracefully? We should all grow old in whatever manner will make us happy (within the confines of the law of course!).
As for Victoria Beckham. She's gone on The View and defended Size 0 models. THANK YOU! She says no one should be criticized for their size, small or large. This has long been a beef of mine. For some reason, if you are slim, people think its acceptable to comment on your weight, or worse, on what they believe to be your eating habits. Perhaps they think its a compliment, but I can tell you for the naturally skinny girl, it can be just as uncomfortable having people speculating on your eating habits as for a larger person. I never thought I would find myslef applauding Victoria Beckham, but I am! Go Victoria, champion of the Size 0 girl.
If we all spent more time looking inwards, instead of measuring ourselves against others, how much happier would be be?
Firstly, the storm of media criticism surrounding Pamela's NY Fashion Week outfit. If you haven't seen it, check this out - but warning, it may offend some viewers. http://news.ninemsn.com.au/entertainment/1014407/anderson-stripper-outfit-horrifies-critics
I want to know, what is the age cut-off for wearing such an outfit? Do you think it's 25, 35, perhaps if she was only 40, not 42?
I challenge even a 20-year-old supermodel to look good in such a trashy outfit. Let's blame the designer Richie Rich here, not the wearer!
Poor Pamela has built her career on showing off those melon breasts to an adoring, largely male, public. I get depressed looking at all the Sass and Bide outfits that I would love to wear, if I was ten years younger (I'm 38). How much worse for someone who has made a career out of flaunting her body to be now mocked in the media, to be told she should be showing less flesh and more dignity. I say, go Pamela, wear what you want. Why should we all have to grow old gracefully? We should all grow old in whatever manner will make us happy (within the confines of the law of course!).
As for Victoria Beckham. She's gone on The View and defended Size 0 models. THANK YOU! She says no one should be criticized for their size, small or large. This has long been a beef of mine. For some reason, if you are slim, people think its acceptable to comment on your weight, or worse, on what they believe to be your eating habits. Perhaps they think its a compliment, but I can tell you for the naturally skinny girl, it can be just as uncomfortable having people speculating on your eating habits as for a larger person. I never thought I would find myslef applauding Victoria Beckham, but I am! Go Victoria, champion of the Size 0 girl.
If we all spent more time looking inwards, instead of measuring ourselves against others, how much happier would be be?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)