Thursday, March 4, 2010

Daterettammè - satelliti selvaggi - Freestyle- con Giovanni Muciaccia e le ancelle di Castorama



Freestyle è geniale. Praticamente funziona così:

Una bambina " non consenziente" chiede che le si modifichi la sua bella cameretta di "Mondo convenienza", in modo che, una volta rientrata, non riesca mai più a fare sonni tranquilli.
A questo punto entra in scena l'ottimo Muciaccia, che ordina alle due schiave-artigiane di mettersi al lavoro.
Nella puntata cult che ho avuto il privilegio di seguire, le due bricofer-geishe, armate di scotch, immancabile colla vinilica e metamfetamine, decorano l'immancabile armadio in formica con improbabili margherite ricavate da rimanenze di rotoli di carta da culo.
Fantastico!
Il Mucciaccia ordina ai genitori della vittima " E adesso prendete tutti i rotoli terminati che avete in casa! "
Chi di noi una volta finita la carta igienica non si tiene il prezioso rotolino marrone?
Io per esempio lo uso come megafono per il cane quando vado al parco.
Mia nonna invece come tubo di scappamento quando ha la colite.
Comunque… le due fatine di Leroy Merlin si mettono al lavoro e….ricavano un armadio che ho già visto in una festa ma ero sotto acido, un letto a baldacchino retto da canne di bambù tremolanti che farebbe la felicità di ogni pedofilo degno di questo nome, e un angolo musicale con tanto di tastierina ornata di disegni cachemire che ho visto in " Suspiria".
A questo punto la tenera bimba rientra in camera e, trattenendo a stento le lacrime, chiede ai genitori l'email della procura della repubblica.
Secondo voi se invito Giovanni Muciacca a cena ci viene?

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

We are the world!

Che dire...?
Quella che si dice una notte in bianco spesa bene!
La realizzazione di " we are the world for Polverini" è stata faticosa ma immensamente divertente.
Esattamente 12 ore trascorse a scrivere, cantare, mixare, montare e pubblicare.
... e pensate che abbiamo impiegato un'ora solo per cantare la prima frase senza pisciarci sotto dalle risate.
Cibo per l'anima? yesssssss!!!!


Condividi

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Travel Update #3

Please note that with MckMama and "MckDaddy" leaving today (instead of Thursday as indicated on the Compassion Bloggers site), the days traveling and away from their children is now at 31 out of 54 days. It could go up again.

We'll just have to wait and see how many days they tack on to the end of their trip.

One of the MSC had an "incident" yesterday that resulted in a trip to the ER, and ended with her saying "everything is just fine...now!". Even after many Tweets and questions about the boy's health, MckMama refused to update her readers with the 5 W's, namely the who. Last visit to the ER (Big Mac), she twittered, took pics, and posted a blog post. Why wouldn't she fill in the details this time - she had the time - did you see her last long update?

Unless she thought readers would chastise her for leaving her child for over a week after (fill in blank) occurred??

My hopes are the pulse ox in the picture she says is from this morning and the ER visit aren't hints something was/is wrong with Stellan, and that she and her husband aren't leaving the potentially sick one-year-old alone with "a really great friend."

Post Script to DV, Part 2

MckMama's post "Introducing....MckDaddy" sheds more light on their relationship, and the importance of money and disrespect on their failing marriage. I thought I'd add the log to the fire:

And I don't just mean a regular mess that many couples often face, I mean a mess I never in a trillion years imagined we'd get ourselves into. But we did. I was selfish and unloving to my husband for years. I was caught up in being a spectacular mother to our young children and I left him and his heart in the dust. During that same time, my husband got caught up in focusing on my negative qualities and he pulled away emotionally. He was very angry with me. On more than one occasion, his anger became so great that he made physical threats to me and I called the police on him.

At that point, things seemed literally hopeless. We endured a separation and at the same time, the bottom of the economy fell out and we were flat on our faces financially, too. Selfish choices we had made to spend beyond our means caught up with us quickly. It wasn't just the economy's fault; that just sped things up. We had made poor financial choices and lived for the moment. We blamed each other, lost a house, fought, dealt with all the emotions and tension that come with having a very sick son, lost a car, came exceedingly close to giving up on our entire marriage and have almost lost a second house.

Please note the last line is an outright lie. "Introducing.....MckDaddy" was published on February 15, and the "almost lost a second house" was actually released as a foreclosure for sale on February 10. The second house had to have foreclosed some time in January in order to be available for sale, making it very simply a "second foreclosure".

Also, commenter E and K had this to add to the "any marriage can be saved" conversation, and it had me thinking it was pertinent enough to add to this post script:
"However, when it comes to children I was appalled by her comments. I was most bothered by this statement--
Reply by MckMama
author of My Charming Kids
Raising 4 children and living to blog about
2/28/2010 8:57 PM
I totally see your point, SIF. If I were ever in a situation like that, I would have to seek some serious counsel. There certainly is something to be said for teaching our children to forgive the way God does, but there is something to be said for how they might perceive that what happened to them didn't matter. I probably won't say more on this specific topic, as I have no frame of reference for it. I am so sorry you went through abuse in your childhood. "

WHY would anyone even think that a molested child should be taught to forgive a molester?

The hierarchy of importance put on a husband when it comes to abuse and violence is concerning. If Submissive wives believe all marriages should be saved, how do they choose between their children (who in cases with the law involved would be indefinitely separated from their fathers) and their spouse?

Something else concerning to me (**these are solely my thoughts here**) is the number of times MckDaddy has mentioned his temper and yelling at his children. All parents lose their cool, but not all parents have been arrested twice for "emotional and verbal" domestic violence towards the mother. Anyone out there want to help me out here with what the differences are between "yelling" at your kids and verbal abuse towards children?

Holter, string, or just lies?

MWOP is hopping this morning. MckMama posted a cute picture of her kids a few minutes ago, and lots of people have noticed and already commented on the cord on Stellan:


Here's a picture of Stellan on the cover of the Little Hearts calendar. It's easy to see why readers might get confused:


MckMama said yesterday on Twitter:
  1. ..ready yet, so Dr B said he'd call me after Kenya, or email if something does show on the Holter. He said "I think we got our swan story!"
  2. The appt went great! Stellan's EKG was perfect. He hasn't gained any weight in five months, but he's taller! The Holter results weren't...
  3. Taking Stellan to see Dr B this morning in what could be his LAST cardiology visit EVER if everything looks good!
Today, her post says:
While I was packing for Kenya this morning (Fully aware that I didn't post my ultrasound photo from yesterday or tell you about it yet, sorry! I ended up doing too much last night and then getting really sleepy so I didn't post it yet! But I will later today. Pinky swear!!), stuffing clothes and shoes and prenatal vitamins in my suitcase, I took a break.

It was quiet in the living room where the kids had been playing with my husband. (We didn't pack before today...yes we leave this afternoon...we're procrastinators like that...so we're taking turns being with the kids and packing this morning) I thought maybe they were downstairs, but when I saw this...
So what is that cord on Stellan? Wire? String? Holter monitor cord? And if it is the Holter cord, why lie about when the picture was taken?

ETA: Someone asked in the comments, and MckMama replied, but she didn't let readers know what the cord is, if it's not a Holter monitor cord.

This photo was certainly taken this morning and that is not a Holter monitor you're seeing in the photo:) Holter monitors go on the chest and attach to a box that looks like a pager. But thanks for the implication that I wasn't being truthful:)

Monday, March 1, 2010

Domestic Violence, Part 2

MckMama ever so kindly gave me an easy intro into today's domestic violence post by demonstrating exactly, precisely, and perfectly why she should not be one to give out marriage advice.

I won't beat a dying horse, but the short and sweet of the publicity disaster on Blog Frog yesterday is MckMama claimed all marriages can be saved. She followed that up by responding to a commenter who asked if marriages where children had been molested could be saved by saying again that ALL marriages, with God's help, can be saved.
MckMama: I am a firm believer that all marriages, no matter what they are going through, can be saved. All of them.

With that being said, I also think the only way for such marriages to be saved, truly restored, made healthy, is if both spouses are willing to give up and turn away from their wrong behaviors and are fully committed to the healing of their marriage.

(If one spouse is willing to fix and the other isn't, that isn't to say the partner shouldn't stay, pray, and wait, if they feel that is right (and safe) for them. Who knows when the other spouse's heart will change! But if abuse or infidelity or any dangerous behavior is happening and that partner is unwilling to change, I think get out now might certainly be a necessary thing to do!)

Eventually, if one partner is unwilling to get with the program of saving a marriage, I think the marriage will fail. There will be nothing else the partner who wants to change, and perhaps has changed, can do. But if both people are equally setting their sights on a restored marriage, then healing is always possible!

So, yes, I think there are times when marriages can't be saved. But no matter what the situation, it is always worth at least trying!

That is just my two cents' worth!
MckMama: That is such a tough one, Linda. It is so easy for me to say that that would be a deal breaker. That I would never go back. Molesting children? I cannot think of anything worse. That father should be far, far away from his family right now. At least that's what I think.

But I also never say never. God can redeem and can change anyone if they are willing to be redeemed. Anyone. But even if that were to ever happen, I would think in a heinous situation like this, extreme precautions would have to be taken. I would err for years and year on the side of protecting those kids at any cost. That kind of reconciliation and change could take years of separation before it was completed. It certainly might not be likely, and that might be the end of the marriage for most, and rightly so. But I will not put God in a box because He can do anything! A super tough issue, for sure. I hope that they let God guide them in what they do from here on out. I cannot imagine.
She has back tracked and said she changed her mind, that not all marriages can be saved, but the damage is done. You can read the entire thread here. I won't continue to berate her for her ridiculous blanket statement, or her back-tracking, as readers here and there have done an excellent job of knocking her off her high horse on the topic.

I would like to take this lead-in to talk about another area in which MckMama has offered dangerous advice: submission and abuse.

Let me start with this: No woman deserves to be abused for any reason. Period.

We weren't in the house, we don't know what happened. Maybe MckMama, who has known her husband since they were in diapers and knows him maybe a little too well, pushed her husband's buttons over and over, and knowingly so. That kind of disrespectful behavior wouldn't be surprising if it brought on abuse. It's still not acceptable, but I should probably change my statement above to no spouse deserves to be abused for any reason.

Maybe the combination of one house foreclosing, another mouth to feed (which was unplanned and unwanted by Israel, per MckMama's admission), missed car payments, and an admittedly egotistical wife who continued to make daily trips all over the "Frozen Tundra", buy expensive organic food, and need a nanny, all lying on the shoulders of the sole breadwinner whose business was faltering in a dying economy set him off. Again, we weren't there, and even as such, it's not acceptable.

But there was a lot of stress and tension in the McKinney house in the summer of 2008. It's easy to see the many different combinations of the hows and whys.

I think, given the condition of the McKinney finances in December 2008 (first foreclosure, sick baby, hospital bills, car reposessed, business problems, a bad economy, four children under four) that money may have played a very large and understandable part of their problems.

With the table set, so to speak, here's where we left off with Part 1. After MckDaddy's trial on November 3, and the Queen Mum moved in in late November, MckMama posted her first post about submission (on December 9):
Oh, and here's the biggie I will close with: As helpful as all of these coping mechanisms are for me as I navigate through my days filled with Many Small Children and their Many Large Needs, there is one not yet listed that takes the cake. I am learning to put my husband first in all things. You know the phrase, "When Mama ain't happy ain't nobody happy"? I find a similar truth holds in regards to my husband.

When I work hard to decide to put Prince Charming first, no matter what my feelings towards him at the time are, other details of our busy, crazy family life fall into place much more smoothly.

I recently read a great book called The 7 Worst Things (Good) Parents Do by John and Linda Friel in which they list one of the worst mistakes as putting our kids first and our marriage last. I am the first to admit that I fell prey to that mistake early in our child-rearing years (you know, like three years ago). I am coming to be able to call out that lie, that putting our kids first is best for our family.

Putting my husband first has been a much better choice for me.

I hesitate to say that our lives are happier when I am not putting our kids first in my life but instead reserve that spot for my husband. It's true, for the most part, though; happiness does abound when I submit to the way my husband would like things done, fall under his authority and lavish love and respect upon him. I just hesitated to mention happiness because I am coming to--slowly--understand that happiness ought not be the goal of marriage and family.

Neither my husband nor my children, neither my clean kitchen nor my painted fingernails can truly make me happy.

A book that Prince Charming and I are reading together called Sacred Marriage by Gary Thomas has the tagline, "What if marriage were meant to make us holy instead of happy?" It's been intriguing to look at marriage--and at life at large--that way, while, at the same time, to learn to keep putting Prince Charming first, and watch our lives reap the benefits.

So there you have it: putting my husband and his needs and desires first and laying our our MSC's clothes on the night before MOPS.
She followed that up with a post in April (5 months after MckDaddy's court date). This was before MckDaddy's arrests were made known, so pay attention to anything that might, ahem, stand out:
Submission is not a four-letter word!
Prince Charming and I don't have a perfect marriage. But the thing is, until rather recently, we had a much less than perfect marriage. (C'mon. I can get really vulnerable and real with you guys, right? I feel safe enough and bold enough to do it tonight, so, before I change my mind, I'll plow ahead. Plus, in a way similar to Not Me! Mondays, I think great good can come from being willing to be open and honest with others about what life is really like on the inside.) And our marriage was definitely less than perfect.

This summer, when we learned that Stellan, as yet unborn, was gravely ill and I was hospitalized for nearly 3 weeks while we alternated between waiting for Stellan to die and waiting for God to reach down and do the impossible, our marital relationship was stretched to say the least.

Oh, but before Biblical submission began to play out in our marriage, first I tried to stamp it to death by demanding my way. Of course, I demanded in oh-so-sweet MckMama fashion as to attempt to get my way without Prince Charming realizing I was overstepping my bounds.

Um, that did not work. Our marriage derailed and landed in the ditch, due in large part to the havoc I'd wreaked.

Instead, as my husband and I are allowing God to now rebuild our marriage brick by brick, God has gone from whispering in my ear and tapping me on my shoulder to gently shaking me with both hands and speaking directly in my face: "Don't try to demand your way, my daughter! Stop fabricating rules that your husband must follow before you'll let yourself be happy. Quit seeking happiness in your marriage by trying to find meaning and emotion in every single cotton pickin' thing your husband does or doesn't do. Just relax. Just be. Just serve me with your marriage. Prince Charming can never make you ultimately happy, anyway. Being happy isn't the goal I even created marriage to help my children attain! Find a true joy, my daughter, a sustainable peace in your marriage from letting go of your need to control your husband and meet him in the middle in all decisions, big and small. Give him leeway to lead you, for I have put your Prince Charming in that role for you."
Here's her next post on Submission on October 27, following the airing of her dirty secrets all summer:
marriage, submitting, forgiving and ducking

What I said above begs the question, then. If, indeed, I would much rather forget arguments that I've had with my husband than blog about them, then why on earth am I blogging about them instead of just forgetting them!? Great question. You see, I would rather just brush the truth about my disagreements under the rug and call it good, moving along to a fun post about what a happy family we are. But if I have learned one thing since becoming a wife and a mother it is that it does no one any good to lie to others about the reality of our lives.
And thrown in just because it is one of my all-time favorite MckMama comments:
I'll say that again. It does no one any good to lie, either overtly or by omission, to others about the reality of our lives.
So, MckMama was abused enough to have to call the police twice, have her husband arrested and legally not allowed to see his wife without a moderator present, and a month after his court date, she starts commenting on how Submission was saving her marriage. While it's great that it is stopping the abuse in her house, submission is also a sign OF abuse.

The combination of Submission and abuse is especially dangerous on a Christian blog, as the Bible is the primary source for teaching Submission. In fact abuse in Submissive Christian relationships is also referred to as "Biblical Battered Wife Syndrome."

Does the Bible require a wife to submit to an abusive husband?
More than a few Christian wives endure years of terrible mistreatment at the hands of an abusive husband because they genuinely want to follow God’s calling to “submit to their husbands in everything” (Ephesians 5:24). Many assume or have been taught to believe that submitting “in everything” includes submitting to abusive behavior.

It’s important to understand the setting in which Ephesians 5 calls for submission."
Women who are abused are not required Biblically to submit to their abusive husbands, and without the proper help, reading how Submission saved her marriage on the brink and hearing whispers that he was arrested for domestic violence beforehand could be a dangerous and volatile setup for her impressionable Christian audience.

In light of the conversation yesterday on how "all" marriages can be saved, I wonder how, in her MckMama mind, a woman whose children have been molested or abused in any way submits to her husband after the fact? MckMama is a firm believer in putting her husband first, and I have a hard time processing what kind of guardian a mother who believes that she should submit and put her husband first would be?

Want to know what I think? I believe the combination of the severity of the following legal situation, MckMama realizing she was whittling away at her husband with her abrasive personality (her comment, not mine), monitored interaction, and weekly therapy sessions kept them afloat through the summer of 2009. What has "saved" their marriage, though?

Money.

Plain and simple, they are no longer financially stressed. They have money coming out of the orifices that also shoots sunshine and smiley faces and unicorns onto MckMama's blog. They can afford to pay their mortgage, buy that new Yukon now sitting in the driveway, pay Stellan's hospital bills, and feed another mouth. All without leaving the comfort of their keyboards.

Any and all marriage advice, however heinously incorrect it is, should be preceded with a disclaimer that boldly states: "We had severe financial problems in the year before MckDaddy's arrests. This is no longer the case, as our monthly income is now 500% of what it was in 2008. If you can find a way to increase your income 500%, I heartily advise you to attempt that first before following any inane advice that follows henceforth."

After all, the leading cause of divorce is money, followed by sex, and both MckMama and MckDaddy have bragged that there are no problems there.

On a lighthearted note, here are a few things that I found amusing in my search. From "Glass Houses":
I don't Tweet during our weekly counseling sessions
No, but she did refer to them over and over as "date nights" on Twitter.

And of course, there is MckMama's much-enlightened advice to Tiger in "A Letter to Tiger Woods"
Stand behind your actions by way of fully admitting and acknowledging them to yourself. Don't lie to yourself or pretend they aren't as bad as others think or that somehow you were justified. You weren't. You are reaping what you sowed, Tiger. Own it. But see, whether you acknowledge all that publicly to your fans is entirely up to you. It makes no difference to me if your public apologies are detailed or not. For it is not us you need to be apologizing to. Because you are well known does not make you accountable to the public. Share only what you want, and keep the rest private. Keep it all private, if you can. But, and I speak from painful experience here, coming entirely clean does feel good. Really good.

When my husband and I tortured each other with coldness and painful disagreements about a year and a half ago, the most terrible of which even ended with my husband being arrested for domestic abuse and us being separated for some time, the very last thing either of us wanted was for the details about that time in our lives to be made public, even to our family and friends. We hid it the best we could, suffering in silence. But I want to tell you about what wonderful freedom came for us, Tiger, when people seeing us in the public eye, choosing to disdain us for some reason, saw fit to dig into our dirty garbage and air it. False accusations were made, and continue to be made, and truth we had wanted to hide also came out. You may be experiencing some of both of these scenarios. I was not there when you argued with your wife, Tiger. I certainly have no idea about the details, nor do I need to. I do know a small bit of what it is like to have your private life made public and to have lies and untruths told about you, though. It sucks. Big time. There is nothing you can do now to change it, though. I encourage you to embrace it, to determine to bring good from it, and to cling to grace. The same grace that my husband and I both need every day to cover our own sins is the grace that can cover yours. Regardless of what the transgression is.

Mi presento...






Ciao, sono la sora Cesira e poichè ho scoperto che su internet si possono dire cazzate a più non posso senza andare in castigo o in galera, ho deciso di approfittarne.
siccome però non sono così sicura che non succeda niente, proverò a scrivere qualche insulto. Se entro domani nessuno mi verrà ad arrestare, anch'io sarò blogger ( che fa tanto chic ).

Scarico film pirata. li masterizzo agli amici.ne faccio tante copie.
Scarico pure i cd con tutte le copertine.
Cacca, culo, tette, piscia, merda.
Quando il mio cane fa la cacca con la ceppa che raccolgo.
Berlusconi è un ultracorpo nano e il Papa c'ha le calze a rete coi buchi.
Con il bollettino del canone Rai mi ci rollo i bomboni.
Ecco.
Stiamo a vedere cosa succede....