DramaFreaks

middlesex is one of my favorite books, by one my favorite authors, Jeffrey Eugenides. it plainly deals with how men and women interact and we treat the different sexes, from birth to adulthood. i won't give away the plot; but say that it was an eye-opening book. the play i saw this past weekend reminded me of that, in a surreal way but from another viewpoint. i saw scab by Sheila Callaghan, about the places we sometimes get to in life and what we do when we reach them.

scab deals with the underlying issues of how deal with loss, grief and our sexuality; something middlesex does as well. both are blatant about how we interact, how women and girls are taught to wear feminine colors and men are taught to be tough-not show emotion and wear colors that are more masculine. hence, i think sexuality of being male and female is taught in society on many different levels.

this week someone became incensed with me for reasons that are still not clear; rather than trying to get my contact information from my friends or even confronting me on it, numerous people that partook in this harassment, libel and character assassination continued for 48 hours on the local server board on Craiglist. a not for profit website meant to build community not tear it apart. although, lately i am beginning to feel that the

server list has become populated by the few in society that fear face-to-face confrontation, and hence resort to 8th grade bullying through an anonymous address'. the issue became grave after someone posted my picture highlighted with what can be described as 8th grade bathroom scribble. i was also psychologically evaluated in a 4 page retort when i attempted to address what people had already written...this person who appears to lack a grave amount of social skills claimed he didn't care that harassing me on behalf of my stalker was

a problem, cause it was ONLY a misdemeanor. wow, i wish i could live my life that way; judging what i ethically do to someone by telling myself that if it's less than 3 years in jail after trial it's no big deal. a person who has supposedly ONLY met me once claimed I was an openBook and that Everyone I count on as a close friend is in fact backstabbing me. that was cleared up after a few emails to the people i DO see on a regular basis, and i was proved mistaken; although i pity my cyberstalker and am baffled by what exactly it was that i have done? i chose to bring this up in my blog

in addition, it will be the Last time i will write about this kind of nasty, childish 8th grade behavior. i urge anyone who i may have upset to contact me in person. seriously, we're adults and resorting to chiding me on a public server board serves you no purpose to display your inability to interact with those of us who can.

back to my topic, scab and middlesex deal with 2 social complexities, sexuality and society. society has to do with how we're raised, which reflects in current life situations and the choices we then make. sexuality has to with (okay-so i haven't been laid, that's Not why i am writing about this, but nice try...) how we perceive our sex and someone else's. as a woman in my 30's my need for instant gratification and head banging lust has begun to seize; yeah-i wanted to, there was a really cute med student i saw today, but alas i did not, and would not have.

in middlesex the author Eugenides focus' on social cues from both sexes and what they mean. how women act when they're turned on and how men act, how we have overt physical social cues with our bodies that reflect if we are turned on or not. i can clearly state that being turned on and being turned off are 2 different sides of the same coin. a majority of that lies in trust. an issue i have written about before. for me feeling emotionally safe with someone and actually liking them for more than 5 minutes is important. a friend of mine that i haven't seen in a year told me that i looked happy. i am, fully happy and it doesn't have any other focal point than myself.

in scab, a young woman in throws of modern 21st society is analyzing the bohemian era in france and how it created a new social model for women. the characters in the play mimic this thesis in many ways, as one discovers she is falling for her female roommate as the other female lead discovers that she can accomplish intellectual aspects of being grad student being ultra feminine and being openly sexual from advances from the opposite sex. that is essentially, what made the play so fantastic and left me speechless.

that women can balance power and politics with sexuality, much the same way someone can chose how they want to feel sexually if stuck in the middle of the 2(no more plot hints..). both deals with something i find fascinating, maybe it's because the "where's the rainbow guy" i had a fling with this summer treated his status of being promiscuous and BI as if he had won a gold medal. for me i was like wow, you've been in the closet that long. i am not saying that being BI is an issue or living in the closet if someone feels safe with all the dust; but for me it

wasn't a Grand Revelation that he had discovered this, and he is now walking around hitting on my friends, still lost on the point he is trying to make, as a good friend of mine said today. really and fatChance; i think that suits. for fear of putting you all to sleep, i will stop now. i will ask those who read this one thing; a deed if i may: if you're angry, sad or hurt by what someone has said or done, do me a favor. Tell Them-in person if you can. i am no longer in 8th grade; and neither are most of you.