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Saturday, August 27, 2005
2:50 PM

I think all my classmates would agree with me that ytd's soc psy tutoral left an impression that would last for as long as God knows. It was about the women brought up in cultures which required them to go thru circumcision, in other words, genital manipulation. Where they would get their clit cut and sewed up at a tender age, just so the men knows she's still a virgin and that she's qualified for marriage. What's worse is that it's never the women's freedom to choose whether she wants this excruciating procedure to be performed on her, and trust me, judging from the video we watched and the screams from a little girl, it's not a practice quite as pleasant.

Also, honour killings. Women in those very cultures're not viewed as human beings worthy of the same rights as the men. They are viewed as objects, property to b bought and sold and ill treated in any manner the men feels appropriate. I mean, seriously, would u shoot ur very own sister in the head just because she ran away from an unhappy arranged marriage just to uphold ur pride, because such an act of her's was seen as dishonourable and would bring immense shame to the family? It's a life of a human being we're talking about!

Whatev.. I shall stop here, if not it will never cease. The injustice u feel for women who have to succumb to such cultures make you wanna kill all men! Though, it really is the culture that ought to get pulverized, smothered and flushed down the dirtiest toilet bowl in India.

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A tribute to my dearest Ashlee who left the family and joined another due to my mother's incompetence.

I'll always remember how she'd climb up my chest and sniff at my cheeks, tickling me with her little tongue. I'll always remember how she'd nestle urself in my lap, urging me to pat her to sleep. I'll always remember how excited she'd b, when I come home after a long day's work, stretching at my feet, greeting me with that wagging tail and the cutest overwhelmed look a chihuahua could give.

I can hear her whimpering. I can feel her loneliness, her pain. Her desire to be here at home, where she really belongs. I'll miss her presence, I'll miss her licks, I'll miss her falling asleep in my lap, I'll miss Ashlee. My beautiful dark brown, short coat, female chihuahua.

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