Where would people never notice a town full of robots?

So I watched that movie "The Stepford Wives" with Nicole Kidman tonight, for the second time. I didn't really like it the first time I watched it, but this time I did. I had a conversation about marriage and relationships today with a friend and the movie totally related to those ideas! 

For those of you who haven't seen the movie (assuming anyone is reading this!) it is basically about husbands who feel trampled on by their overachieving wives and decide to therefore turn them into robotic slave companions. 

What really hit me the hardest was the "majority rule" that was being perpetuated throughout the movie. As new couples would enter the community the husbands would begin to reject the individuality and creativity of their partners based on what the norm was. They were being spoon fed the manly man's policy and were willing to sacrifice those dynamic difficult relationships with their spouses for easier ones. The reason I was so affected by it was that the majority isn't always headed in the right direction. I mean I knew this already, but it seemed so much clearer when I could visualize it. Sometimes I get wrapped up in the idea that 89.99% of all people can't be wrong... WHO KNOWS? Not only can I not trust those statistics, but have they tried every possible combo? There may not be a "right way" but assuming your idea is the best idea could be fatally stupid. I need to be open to new ideas, even if they defy what I consider to be human nature or even reasonable thought. I struggle with these issues. I want my "gut" feeling to be the right one, the one I can trust, but, even my gut can be influenced by culture and groupthink. Not saying that I can't usually trust my gut, but if someone provides a valid and well thought out argument I can't just ignore it because of a gut feeling, I need to educate myself.

It makes me wonder what oppressions I am overlooking. Once I begin to recognize that the Hijab on my head is cultural and not "human nature" it begins to open up my eyes to a reality beyond what's in front of me. I used to think that Feminism was a response to Chauvinism, but I think that is only when unchecked. There are clear level headed arguments that can be made and are worth a second look. 

I will probably realize I have more to say and or think about on this topic, but for now I bid you adieu!

Just yo piece of meat.

When will I stand up to guys who just want body warmth?

It might be flattering momentarily, until I realize that this guy, whoever THIS guy might be, is uninterested in my ideas or who I am. 

He is interested in body contact.

Boo you whore.

Cycle your way to the people. (Intentionally Corny)

So I have been doing this whole "bike" thing for the past week or so, riding just for the sake of riding, and I freaking love it. Other than the whole scary cars whizzing past and almost dying, it's really cool.

I notice that when I am riding I can make eye contact with other cyclists, pedestrians and even motorists. When I see other cyclists they give me the head nod that only someone that is a part of their REALLY cool club could get. And pedestrians? For some reason my club membership must be a double one because they seem equally excited to see me. Wherever I happen to be riding to, I always end up having a conversation with someone. It is really random most of the time, but I feel privileged. Today a guy struck up a conversation with me because he noticed my helmet and he was also rising that day. And then a few days ago when I went for lunch at Lee*s, an old man was stoked that I bought a baguette and was riding it home. When I am driving my car, this never happens! I am always the creepy one trying to talk to someone else.

Also, I can ride around the neighborhood and notice things I never noticed before. For instance, this street smells oddly like cat piss! That person has a GIANT sunflower draped over their entryway. All of this stuff is just a blurry mess when I am driving my car. Also unless I am down for a two hour bike ride, I am stuck staying nearby to do things, so now I am learning about new places and riding there to check them out.

I feel like one of those weird New Yorkers that writes zines about how bikes can change the world but so far that is where it ends, in no way has cycling made me an anarchist or a communist:)

But you never know...

Drool = Michael Phelps

DROOOOOL....