Rants and Raves


Infertility Does NOT Give You the Right to Adopt!

The latest batch of pro-adoption propaganda, “What’s Mine is Yours”, by Katherine Nelson and Deanna Harper, has set a “beautiful” song that highlights the pain and suffering of infertility while promoting adoption and glorifying relinquishment. But with this song and the simplification and romanticism made of the relinquishing mother, Katherine Nelson leaves out millions of real mothers who have suffered a real loss of living, breathing children, many now gown adults. And often this trauma was inflicted by the hands who those claim to want others to understand; women who should be able to appreciate the true longing to be mothers. She promotes a false cure, a band aide, in adoption, by glorifying the very need that claimed so many of our children.


Blog for Choice 2013 Lame Style

If you don’t believe in abortion, then don’t have one. I promise I won’t force you, but please don’t force my daughter to feel shame or cross state lines for wanting to control her fertility. Don’t give our countries women fake choices and then blame them and shame them for doing what they must. Don’t make them endanger their lives or be slaves to their bodies. Don’t let sex become something only the rich deserve. Don’t feed the adoption machine at the risk of women’s lives. You decide your moral code for your body and I will decide the moral code for my body.


The Fifth and Final Name by Rhonda Noonan

When the end is reached, you will not doubt the validity of her claims, for she has inherited the DNA strain that was so obvious in her famous grandfather Sir Winston Churchill, yes THAT Churchill, the British Prime Minister; she never, never, never, gave up. While Rhonda wins out in the end, The Fifth and Final Name illustrates the injustice in the closed record system while providing a strong primer of adoption truth and adoptee understanding that the non adoption affected can understand.


Dental Care for the 99%

#Occupy Kingston Fights Back with the BEST DENTIST EVER! I might be living on the Wall Street in Kingston, New York; but for over 30 days now my heart has been on the OTHER Wall Street in NY. It’s firmly there, occupying, protesting and standing up for being one of the 99%. People say that the protests make no sense. People say that the list of demands is confusing and…


Buring Down a House, Losing a Soul

Uptown Kingston Fire 181 Wall Street My street feels like it is in mourning. This past Monday there was a fire in a house down the street in the middle of a beautiful post Hurricane Irene afternoon. Only a half hour before the fire broke out, Rye called me at work to say that he had gotten called down the fire house. The volunteers were helping to control the flooding,…


Finding My Andy Warhol

My 80’s Club Scenes, CBGB’s, Music Videos and Blondie Weekend In the days before my birthday, it’s pretty natural to find myself deeply introverted and taking stock of the almost 43 years that have made up my life so far. While some years are better than others, I often think back to the person that I thought I wanted to be and the person who I actually am now and…


Sara Lee and the Evil Poundcake

Did you ever have a craving for 15 years? It’s an awful thing. It’s kind of odd because in allot of ways, I don’t have allot of people from my past in my life. Like when people complain about their families, I really can’t relate anymore. My parents are both gone; my mother to cancer, my father to some strange life that has not included me for the last 20…


JP Morgan Chase Bank is a Bad Pimp Daddy!

JP Morgan Chase Bank P.O. Box 15298 Wilmington, DE 19859-5298 Re: account # XXXXXXXXXXX Dear Chase Bank, He Answered the Phone I want to thank you for actually sending my full account history as my husband requested during one of your recent “gonna call the D’Arcy’s house at least 12 times today” days. I took the liberty of compiling the information contained in the 74 pages since it was hard…


In the Dollhouse; A Message from my Mother

The Christmas before I turned twelve, my parents got me a dollhouse. Not just any dollhouse but they had it custom made by a local man for me. We had been looking for just the right house for quite a while. I don’t know how I got into it, but my mom and I went to quite a few places looking for a good dollhouse.. You know the serious collector…


A Best Buy Customer Service Story

Tweeting and Freaking Out about Best Buy After almost 6 years of hard work, my HP laptop was old, outdated and becoming increasingly more useless, so after the holidays, with my husband’s prodding, we bit the bullet and took advantage of the post holiday sales and purchased a new CPU for myself. We stayed with HP as they have been “our brand” for years and we have that loyalty thing…


Broke Arm Recovery

This is the week that I have decided that I should be ready to get all caught up on my personal ( re: adoption) stuff, so here I am! This whole recovery from surgery thing took a bit more out of me than I expected. Is it any surprise that it makes me feel lame? To be completely truthful, it was not as bad as I had expected, but that…



Broken Humerous: It will be Allright.

Alas, it seems I am worthy of medical care. Armed with the shiny plastic insurance card, I am treated like someone worth fixing and so… My surgery to fix my broken arm has been set for August 18th. I’m trying to remain calm and matter of fact about it, but I can tell you that I am not looking forward to it one bit. The surgeon, while very nice, made…