Slacko here

Its been months since I posted up a blog, and for my loyal readers, I have to beg your indulgence and apologise.

I have many drafts waiting to be completed, and so much to put up - but just never gotten round to it. Its a huge difference not to have access to the internet all the time as we did in the UK. Fortunately, we now have it - and I can start sorting out a bunch of internety things.. including this blog..  So, please excuse me too as I start to publish things - they may be in a strange order.

The 'Sanctity of Marriage" debate

It seems insane to me that the hoo ha about the “sanctity of marriage” is even an issue. I’ve decided to weigh in my 2 c worth.

Love is love. You want to be with the people you love and share a life with them. You don’t need a piece of paper to prove you love someone - but if you want it, you aught to be allowed to have it. Thats called equal rights. 

Just as I believe you don’t need a religious person to ok it by their gods. Its between your God/Goddess and yourself - no-one else damned business. I certainly don’t think the state or Gov have any rights to tell me who I can love or share my life with and damned as heck don’t feel I need to ‘keep them in the loop’.

But lets reel this back a little.. The Sanctity of Marriage? Please…. It should read “The slavery and misery of women” - watch out - you’ve got me started…In no way am I trying to male bash here - they are just a part of the machine of marriage. Here is a small history lesson about marriage - we are looking at the white anglo-saxon Christian point of history - but many of these points still hold true in other societies and religions. Marriage was rarely about true love. Its a business transaction. It was ( and for many still IS) about ownership, it was about patching up arguments, wars, making political alliances, bringing new money , land and influence to old families. It was about climbing up that social ladder and of ‘bettering your standing”.. and still is.

Marriage was about revenge, to prove loyalties, to settle debts to annoy the neighbours, to prove a point, the be ‘better than the others.”  What the individuals thought of the union was rarely if every considered.

Rape was ( and still is in many places) acceptable in marriage ( how about your ‘marital duties?” thats still VERY much part of our present day culture). Countless women were brutally murdered for having the wrong gendered child, or if they were unable to produce a child ( too bad if it was the males issue and not her fertility - just blame the woman!!)… Children are still being married off at young ages as business transactions. Women were murdered or discarded when a better alliance appeared on the horizon ( lets not start on the mid life crisis issues we have now when many men discard their ‘worn out wife’ for a younger chick”). Many women were perpetually kept breeding until they died ( how many of you have grandparents who were 1 of 12 or 16 kids? Its not that long ago that this was still happening). 

I’m not saying that love and romance didn’t happen in marriages - and that it was possible for arranged marriages to bring respect and happiness between the two; but that Disney fluffy crap about romantic marriage and the ‘sanctity of marriage being eroded?” The whole business of marriage is a money making , plastic BS fashion statement set up - even now as a passing of a chattel ( the daughter) over to her new owner.  It makes my blood boil.

So - summing it up.. I believe in love between two people. Is it really that hard? If they CHOOSE to dress up and have a party in front of some religious person or civilly appointed person and get a piece of paper proving it - then they aught to be allowed to do that. 

Soo.. what would you do?

Yawn.... Just arrived in Singapore ( big delays due to fog and knock on effects at Abu Dhabi)

Just a little hick up to prove that it doesn't matter how much you plan or organise stuff, something always throws a curly one at you.

However, I believe that the trick with travel is, is to be flexible... ( and be grateful to have a little extra money stashed away for that rainy day.. thank goodness....)

Our hotel transfer was unable to pick us up at airport - as it was a sedan car and the guy said he only accepts 1 bag per person.. I know.. WHAT?  Normally these are those little minivans or mini buses...I've NEVER had issues with per person luggage before..We had 30 kg each plus cabin luggage.( which is a NORMAL amount for any international traveller. so.. The driver suggested I send the children with him to the hotel ( half an hours drive away BTW) or leave Morgan at the airport and he'd come pick him up later. (is anyone imaging my face right now.. after nearly 20 hours of travel, I stink and I am damned tired...)

To be fair, I know he was being helpful but at 2 am (no damn it - anytime) I was not comfortable at all with either leaving a child at a near deserted international airport or letting a stranger take the kids somewhere.

So, I said no thanks and got a minivan to the hotel. (where that little extra stow away cash came in handy)

Sigh.. I guess ya just got to roll with what you are given when you are travelling... sleeping now.. sad we got here so late and are going to be sleeping till we get chucked out at check out time - and not see anything of Singers. Still, its not that far away and there is always a next time.