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CRIMINALLY LAME (An Indie Ink Challenge)

February 25, 2011

I participated this week in the awesomely cool challenge posed by the innovative folks over at Indie Ink. Check em out if you haven’t done so. I j’adore them.




Challenge: Is our society still worthy of the debt metaphorically being paid to it by criminals?


Uh-oh.


Listen, I’m that snarky writer chick from Orange County, CA. A redhead in a sea of blondes. Those are a lot of serious words for a girl like me:


Society.


Debt.


Metaphorically.


Paid.


Criminals.


Wow, when I received this prompt relayed by Indie Ink editor Stacy (who rocks), I immediately reached for my coffee. Realizing it was too late in the day for caffeine, I thanked the heavens for timing and made myself a dirty martini, double, extra olives. Phew. I clearly required an extra bit of, um, creativity for this project de-deconstruction.


Because, see…this is what I do. I deconstruct things. Well, usually men (a man is a thing, right? Noun = person, place, or thing. Oops.). I’m known as the Mancode chick. In fact, I’m writing a book about it. Er, them.


I observe male behavior and dare to ask WHY? How can men change the world but not a toilet paper roll? How can they check out a woman’s rack and think we don’t notice (um, as if)?


Now, granted, not all men do this. The seemingly perfect ones (who leave comments on my blog or Twitter stream, by the way), will be the first to disagree with me and tell me that I’m wrong. They’re right. That women actually owe a debt to men for all the wonderful things they do for their women, all the time. Obviously, I need to pull my head out of my ass. Metaphorically speaking, of course.


Other times I talk Chickspeak, where I parse out long-held maxims of the Mystery Female Society to dudes, along with a secret decoder ring. Most guys are willing to take the walk with me, given that they’ve more than paid in advance in sweat, blood, and tears while failing in their attempts to discover what “I’m fine,” or “I’m tired,” really mean. These essays tend to be some of my most popular for some reason. Hmmm.


So what does all this have to do with criminals? Jack, really.


Though, as I watched the vodka swirl in my martini glass from my cozy perch here in my warm (albeit small by OC standards) comfortable home, I did have this thought:

As we leave the poor to fend for themselves, creating opportunities for crimes to occur out of necessity for survival – where Mancode and Chickspeak, Twitter and blogs don’t matter – when children’s hungry bellies are the order of the day…maybe we need to question who the criminals really are.


Uh-oh.
 
 
Comments and retweets welcome. Thanks.

5 Comments
  1. ibc4 permalink

    Are we the criminals for sitting by (and drinking cocktails) and watching the poor?

    Are the poor being criminally irresponsible for not addressing their own 'poorness' by hard work and toil?

    Are we our brother's keepers?

    Interesting topic. I shall pull up a chair, pour me a drink and listen in.

  2. Lets face it we all could do more, but individually we cannot do it all. I think we need to keep it in the forefront of our brains to remember and listen when reminded to reach out our hands and shekels when we can and not turn away and do the best we can.

    When I first started reading today's issue, I thought it was going to be something along the lines of the cost of our penal system versus the fact that we even have children going hungry in our country, which I think shames us all.

    This made me remember something that occurred quite a few years ago. I was working at a senior center where we fed meals to our local seniors in need. This center happened to be next to a county work release jail and some of the inmates would be sent to help us with cleanup and such. One day two of them were talking about how upsetting it was that the cable was out in the jail the night before because they were unable to watch such and such show and missed the episode. My jaw dropped and was in a stupor – at the time we could not afford cable television in our home, as it was luxury just not yet in our budget, but here I was paying taxes for the prisoners to watch cable and be well fed three meals a day, knowing many of the seniors I was feeding lunch to were eating perhaps their main and possibly only meal of the day. Just food for thought.

  3. Great Post Rachel! I love the way you did that thing you did there!

    =)

    Not sure where to go with a response here, there lots of people having a hard time somewhere. We can probably all do a lot more than we do to help others. I know I spend most of my free time by myself trying to write a damn book instead of helping at the local soup kitchen or visiting the elderly that live just on the next block. I know we try to get our kids to think about these issues to, but unless they are faced with it, its hard to get the reality of it all to sink in. Life can be a real bitch. Don't get me going on the prison situation in our country. If I had it my way we would feed them well and give them a good bed to sleep in and work their asses off all day long, with no gyms or TV privileges or degree programs. Prison should suck so bad nobody would want to be there.

    Anyway I did like your post. =)

  4. Wow. Nice finish there, OC girl. xo

  5. Yep.
    Nicely done oh brilliant one.

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