Monday, January 20, 2020

Boycott Aaron Carter: Art Thief and Asshole

So, dumpster fire and talentless hack Aaron Carter is ripping off the work of an actual artist to promote his shitty merchandise.

Here is the location of the tweet in case you’d like to respond to Aaron’s entitled temper tantrum.

Here is the article on Forbes where I first learned of this incident. It includes a picture of Jonas’ art.

I added the following sentiment to my retweet of Aaron’s cosmically shitty response to Jonas Jodicke’s classy request that Aaron stop using his art without his permission.

It's probably too much to ask for @aaroncarter to not behave like a complete trash fire for once in his arrogant, entitled life. Aaron is ripping off @JoJoesArt because he doesn't have an original bone in his entire body. Don't buy his overpriced merch, he doesn't deserve a cent.

I wouldn’t wipe my ass with Aaron’s overpriced clothes. Please share this so everyone knows what a colossal douchebag Aaron the Art Thief is.

Friday, January 17, 2020

Sly Speaks + Fat Friday + Friday Flashback: Diet Culture Rhetoric Is Not Poetry

This poignant gem was originally published on 17 January 2010 on my now-retired poetry blog.

life It would be far easier to diet if I didn't like food.

This, apparently, was the entire-ass poem.

A year later, I would finally take the long-needed step of ditching diet culture for good.

That is a terrible statement, let alone being a terrible poem. 

It isn't even a poem, it's a blurb. A very stupid and brainwashed blurb. It's a tweet that shouldn't have been tweeted. It is a lot of things, none of them good. A poem it is not. 

The Chili Bean Tanka is a better poem, and it is not a good poem. In fact, it is close to Vogon poetry in its poetic injustice.

It goes a little bit something like this.

I ate the chili
between the beans and the spice
digestive horror
beneath the cover of night
noxious eruptions take place

As I mentioned previously, I struggled over the holidays. My abusive partner ED (Eating Disorder) reared his ugly head and I relapsed into my old restrictive eating and self-loathing patterns. Which, by the way, never made me thin, they just fucked my metabolism over and made me hate myself even more. 

However, reading this micro-poem that should not be, I could see where I'd been myopic in my criticism of a poet whose book I reviewed recently. I gave the book overall high praise, but I stated that her "poem" which read as follows, and I quote:

love ends but calories are forever

was not so much a poem as unfortunate diet culture rhetoric, and I wouldn't want to read it as a tweet, let alone in a book of poetry.

Given the unseemly evidence above, that critique was hypocritical of me.

However, there is a lesson to be learned.

Next time you think publishing a pithy pearl of poignant perspicacity such as this...

Go to the kitchen and grab yourself a snack. Or at least have something to drink. Your blood sugar may be low because if you think that's worth publishing, you obviously haven't been thinking clearly. Step out for a breath of air and clear your head of the Diet Culture nonsense. You've obviously bitten off more of it than you can chew.

That being said, Words Written in the Dark is, overall, a thoughtful and thought-provoking volume of modern poetry, and I recommend it highly.

Fat and Ornery
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Monday, January 13, 2020

About Me Monday: Ornery and Sly: Stop the Bullying and Stigma

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Today isn't FOAD Thursday, but "The Biggest Dickweed" and anyone who supports it can FOAD every day. Please read about and sign the petition to stop this horrible, hateful garbage from being resurrected.

If you're one of these people who are so indoctrinated into diet culture (I was one of those people for 33 years, and it never made me thin, it just made me miserable) that you believe that shaming and bullying large people "for their own good" is a great idea, here are some key points refuting that belief.

This show caused so much harm to the health of contestants and viewers alike by perpetuating weight stigma. Since the show went off the air, we have research related to how weight stigma and yo-yo dieting actually harms people in larger bodies. Additionally, there is research from prior Biggest Loser contestants indicating long term negative effects:

Participants not only gained the weight back due to a slowing of the metabolism but that participants had increased leptin levels that cause extreme hunger:

From The National Association of Eating Disorders:
“Weight stigma, also known as weight bias or weight-based discrimination, is discrimination or stereotyping based on a person's weight. Weight stigma can increase body dissatisfaction, a leading risk factor in the development of eating disorders.”

From Abby's Kitchen:
“A study published in the Journal of Obesity suggested that watching even one episode of the Biggest Loser increased hateful weight bias among viewers! This is particularly concerning to me when there are children watching, as it’s easy to sense and duplicate the disgust for fatness when they see it in their peers or even themselves."

From Today’s Dietitian:
January 2018 Issue

The Health Impact of Weight Stigma
By Carrie Dennett, MPH, RDN, CD
Today's Dietitian
Vol. 20, No. 1, P. 24

“The health risks of weight discrimination are consistent with the observed effects of racial discrimination.”

Being the target of weight stigma increases the risk of poor mental health outcomes, including depression, anxiety, poor self-esteem, suicidal thoughts and behaviors, and eating disorders. These associations happen regardless of BMI, so it's unlikely that body weight itself is a cause.”

“Harrison says. "The majority of the clients I've treated for disordered eating cite bullying or shaming for their weight by parents, peers, coaches, or health care professionals as the initial trigger for their issues with food."

My reason for signing the petition is this.

Promotion of size shaming and eating disorders does not equate with "health."

I have had an eating disorder since I was twelve years old. I was not fat at twelve, but I was so terrified of becoming fat that I became bulimic. 

I never felt direct hatred for fat people, but I saw the way that they were bullied and shamed. I was already the target of bullying. I couldn't bear the idea of the bullying being stepped up if I got fat. 

I am fat at this point. Not the "I feel fat" kind of fat. (By the way, "fat" is not a feeling.) I am really, genuinely, truly fat, and yes, I am "that" fat. My size, like everyone's size, results from a combination of factors. The first and most important factor in determining a person's body type is DNA. 

One of the waitresses I worked with at the job I had eighteen years ago was a tall, sturdy young woman. One time in the break room she ended up telling me about her sister, who was bulimic and anorexic. She told her sister: "we're big people. We come from a line of big people. It isn't natural for us to be skinny." 

So, which sister was the "healthier" of the two? The one who accepted the way she was built and went on with her life, or the one who was so obsessed with the idea of becoming thin that she was going to extremes to manipulate her body to a perceived point of acceptable slenderness?

By the way, health is not a measure of personal worth. I am not asking which of these sisters was more worthy of being treated with common decency. They are both worthy of that.

I had a very difficult time during this past holiday season. My feelings of self-worth plummeted to the depths. I ended up starving myself. I also ceased my daily walks. I didn't feel motivated to walk, and I felt as if everyone was staring at me and judging me. Also, walking can be painful for me. No, not because I'm fat. I was fat back when I was waitressing. I was fat when I was working as a nursing assistant and later as a nurse. These jobs contributed to the spinal problems I now have. So did engaging in behaviors consistent with orthorexia, such as spending five hours a day at the gym on my days off from work. My size did not.

I don't know how people can fathom that it's okay to say whatever they want to a big person. Okay, I actually know how it happens. It happens because larger people have been othered and dehumanized. One of our neighbors saw me having trouble shoveling the snow off the porch. He came over to help. In fairness, he wasn't trying to be cruel, and I think he is in the early stages of dementia. But this is what came to his mind, and what society has led him to think is perfectly okay to say.

"My wife was built like you. She was obese. But at least you're trying. She didn't try, so she died."

If you think that "obese" is a harmless word, think again. Obese is a shaming, othering, dehumanizing word which leads to people being denied proper health care and even basic respect. Obese is a word that kills people.

I'm fat. I'm not stupid. I know when I'm being condescended to. I know when I'm being looked down on. I know when I'm being othered.

Sometimes my bad attitude prevails and I let the middle finger fly and go on about my life.

Sometimes I get broken and relapse into unhealthy behaviors (starving myself) and self-loathing.

I got broken over this holiday season. I starved myself, and I stopped taking my walks because I felt like I was being watched and judged and the walks weren't bringing on the almighty WATE LOOZE!!11!!! Which, of course, is the only thing that matters.

I am getting back in the saddle and charging back into action on my very large horse.

So, if you're one of those people who thinks it's okay to behave badly towards me and others who look like me because we don't fit your criteria of beautiful or fuckable or because we don't fulfill your criteria of perfect "health"...

Let's face it. It's never really about health. 

You may expect that this is where I tell you to FOAD.

Actually, I'm going to ask you to read the words above mine again.

Then I'm going to ask you to go read these blogs.

Big Fat Science
Dances With Fat
Heavyweight Heart

If, after reading those blogs you still think it's fun to ridicule fat people or concern troll fat people or you still think The Biggest Dickweed is good wholesome entertainment for the family...

Then you can fuck off forever.

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Sly and Snarky
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The last diet you will ever need.

Thursday, January 9, 2020

Wordy Thursday: Ornery Reviews: Ashes of Raging Water

Genre: Modern Fantasy/Science Fiction

Rating: Five out of Five Stars on Amazon and Goodreads

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An intricate and cerebral novel about a garrison of phoenix guardians known as a Shield operating in Atlanta. There is one phoenix for each element, plus a Shieldheart. The main protagonist is Aquaylae (Quayla), a youthful and impetuous water phoenix whose Shieldheart, Vitae, dislikes her and finds reasons to punish her.
The Fae in Ashes of Raging Water are not friendly pixies and fairies happy to grant human wishes because it's the kind thing to do. For a human to accept assistance from a Fae is akin to selling one's soul. Many of the Fae are badly behaved. The story opens with Quayla attempting to defend helpless pets waiting for adoption at an animal shelter against unscrupulous Fae hellbent on taking the animals for their own nefarious ends.
The reader learns more about the strange world of the phoenix and the fae as they read through this intricately woven tale. Humans should be careful what they wish for, because the fairies may be willing to grant wishes, but the price will be high.

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Wednesday, January 8, 2020

Sly's WTF Wednesday + Ornery Reviews: Don't Be Like a Girl and Play Through the Pain

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Man Mission is actually a very enjoyable book, and I recommend it. The following comes from a discussion of the Pink Bracelet Rule: he who whines loudest wears the pink bracelet. 

This rule is amusing in the context of the book and is in keeping with the book's characters. However, I had a few thoughts.

I've always found the "don't be like a girl" thing to be both sexist and untrue. Girls have plenty of strength and ability. What are we telling boys about girls when being "like a girl" is an insult?

The pink bracelet bit was fitting for the dudebro camaraderie in the story. However, in real life, "playing through the pain" tends to lead to lasting problems, and it isn't only guys who do it. I ignored numbness and tingling in the fingers of my left hand and kept working a job with a lot of heavy lifting for months until one day I woke up with my left arm in excruciating pain. I didn't have insurance and had to quit my job and wait a month until I could get Medicaid and get physical therapy. The pain was so bad that I considered committing suicide. It took a long time for the arm to become anywhere close to normal again. It still isn't entirely normal, and I still have to be careful with it so I don't exacerbate the injury that I allowed to become as bad as it did by "trying not to whine" and "playing through the pain."

Last time I checked, I was a woman. This bad idea isn't reserved for men, although for some inane reason society pats them on the back for it.

What the fuck, you guys?

~Sly Has Spoken~

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Monday, January 6, 2020

Join Watkins in January for Just $19.95

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Folks, I don't believe in the Hard Sell and I won't promote business opportunities that force their consultants to push their products. The business has to sell itself, or it and I are not going to fit.

Watkins is the kind of business that's a perfect fit for a low-key gal like me. I honestly only joined to get discounts on my own products but ended up seeing that this was something that even an extreme introvert like me can do.

You don't have monthly quotas with Watkins. You don't have to guilt-trip your family, friends, and co-workers into buying from you. You don't have to sell to anyone but yourself. And even if you never make a single sale, you're only out $29.95 for the yearly consultant fee.

Yes, until the end of January, you can become a Watkins consultant for just $19.95. A great deal just got even better!

And seriously, if you only want to sign up to purchase discounted products for yourself, that's perfectly fine. No-one is going to browbeat you to sell anything, ever.

Go on and check it out. You have nothing to lose, and the sky's the limit! 

This opportunity is available for residents of the U.S. and Canada.

Happy 2020 from your Ornery Aunt Cie.

Wednesday, January 1, 2020

Tackle It NEWsday (On Wednesday) With the Ornery Old Lady: Make Your Own Hot Cocoa Mix and More with Living On a Dime

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Greetings to all our readers! I generally do not make New Years Resolutions because those have become inexorably tied to dreadful diet culture ideals and that gods-awful mantra "NEW YOU IN 52!" Yes, unless I die, my body will have all-new cells in 52 weeks. I believe we generally have all new cells every three months. So there will also be a "new me" in 12, at least on a cellular level. And if I do die, my body will be turned into ashes, thus giving it a completely new form, and I will become a free-floating full-torso apparition. Just sayin'.

As Grover says, we don't do none of that New Years Resolution nonsense 'round here.

Grover has a pretty big aversion to Resolutions. Last time he thought a Resolution was a good idea, he ended up getting run over by a train. However, he did meet his best friend, Cactus Clem, so it wasn't entirely bad.

Cactus Clem has never bothered with New Years Resolutions because he's a happy-go-lucky feller. 

However, I made a discovery recently which changed all of our minds.

This year, we resolve to make more recipes from the Dining on a Dime cookbook! And you should too.

At this point, you may be saying to yourself:

"Now, hold on just a gol-dang minute there, Ornery! Jest what in the flamin' heck is this Dinin' on a Dime Cookbook? That sounds fishy to me!"

Well, that's what Grover said anyway, but you have to keep in mind that he was a miner during the Gold Rush, and he's used to people trying to grift him.

Now, you may wonder why Cactus Clem has an opinion about this, considering that he is a mutant cactus man who drinks his nourishment.


Let me introduce you to the best gol-durn hot chocolate mix you will ever drink. It doesn't come in a box of little envelopes or even an economy-size cylinder. You make it yourself! Before you tell me I must have been nipping at Cuzzin Hildy-Bob and Virgil-Joe's moonshine, let me tell you that it will take you less than ten minutes to make this stuff, and you will save a lot of money compared to even the economy-size cylinders of hot cocoa mix.

Here is what you will need:

10 + 2/3 cups dry milk
6 ounces powdered non-dairy creamer
16 ounces Nesquick powder
1/3 cup powdered sugar

Mix all ingredients in a big bowl. I recommend either a flexible plastic bowl or a plastic bowl with a spout on the side for pouring into your storage container. I store mine in a big covered plastic pitcher. 

This recipe makes a big batch of very delicious cocoa, which should last for a long time. I can vouch for the deliciousness. I can't vouch for how long it will last if Cactus Clem drops by your house for a visit.

To drink the cocoa, heat one cup (8 ounces) of water. Pour in half a cup (4 ounces) of the cocoa mix. Stir it up and drink it down! I recommend using a big mug. You can top it with whipped cream, Cool Whip, or mini marshmallows if you like. 

This is just one of the many fantastic, money-saving recipes you will find in the Dining on a Dime cookbook. Since it's an e-book, I believe you can order it wherever in the world you may be. If I'm wrong about that, please kindly inform me of the error of my mistake.

The Dining on a Dime cookbook is only $19.99 for a wealth of recipes. But if you're not convinced that you want to spend that much, why not give their FREE e-book of 22 recipes a try? You'll find it in the sidebar on their main page. It contains a nice sampling of the sorts of recipes you can expect in the cookbook.

For those who prefer a physical cookbook, there is one in the works, which is due to be released this month. This link will allow you to read a description and pre-order the book. I'm honestly not sure about international shipping. The books are printed in the United States.

To sum things up, I recommend the Dining on a Dime cookbook. It is full of awesome recipes! Click the link to order it. 

If you love instant hot cocoa but hate the high prices, try the hot cocoa recipe in this post! You can find the fixins in Grover's General Store at the end of this post! Note that you might be able to get some of the ingredients cheaper at your local grocery store, so check the prices. But you probably can't beat the cost of the 2-quart plastic pitcher. I paid $7.99 for the Rubbermaid 2-quart pitcher at the grocery store. The very same one is just $2.99 in the search grid below.

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Ghost Town Grover sez: "This here cookbook is one of them scientific miracles! I can't believe you kin make good food so cheap. Ornery dang near fainted when she seen this here list of what things costed in a minin' camp back in the day. Yes sir, that's why I try to make sure the stuff in my General Store is affordable to regular folks, not jest the rich."

Cactus Clem Sez: "I'll drink durn near anything, but I love me some hot chocolate in the winter an' lemonade in the summer. Y'all kin add in some moonshine iffen ya wanna give it a little extra kick!"