Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Good Reads

Here are some things I found edifying on the world wide web recently. Click on the title to read the whole story. The blurb below is from the post itself.

About Komen and Planned Parenthood
Pink is apolitical, so is cancer. But the fact that women are so much more likely to be poor, and that poor women are more likely to be sick and in need of care, and so much less likely to get it... those are political issues.  It's a time of lean budgets and great anxiety for many; pastorally, we may not want to add to the conflict. Personally, we might not want to alienate any big givers. We might, of course, be deeply ambivalent about abortion and the fact that Planned Parenthood provides them, even though that's just a small portion of what they do.  But this raises a much larger question for us, for the church, for women: how do we decide when to stay or go?  What change can we work for and what change can we not wait for?  In our denominations, in our nations, in our communities and in our churches -- what obstacles are yet present to us and those in our care, what brokenness needs healing, and what are we going to do in response?  

Is it okay to ask if someone's kids are adopted?
I will admit that whenever I see other transracial families, I have a huge urge to go up and meet them, that is at violent odds with my introverted nature.   If the kids are with me, we might give each other the secret handshake silent nod of acknowledgement, but if they aren’t I might say something like, “Your family looks similar to mine” as a way to strike up a conversation without putting the kids on the spot.   But I do think it is important for adults to be sensitive to adopted children, and to understand that fielding questions from strangers (or hearing their mother field questions from strangers) may make them feel self-conscious and “othered”.  I don’t think satisfying a curiosity is ever worth making a child feel uncomfortable.

Pinterest, you are drunk
Giving the Baby Back
People ask, repeatedly, how I can be a foster parent. How I can stand to give the babies back.
That is actually the biggest concern everyone has: "How do you give them back?" they ask. "I would never be able to do that!"
What does that mean, exactly? They 'would never be able to do that'?
I give them back because these babies are not mine. And this is not about me.
I'm Not Okay with Chris Brown at the Grammys, and I'm not sure why you are
I’m sick and tired of people acting like it’s no big deal that Chris Brown will be performing at the Grammys. I’m frustrated that the mainstream media is covering this story like it’s any comeback story, like an exiled prince’s return to a former glory, like this is another political timeline — as though some rich and powerful old white men in the music business have not just issued an enormous ‘f**k you’ to every woman who has been, is or will be on the receiving end of domestic violence.

Wonder Dog: A Golden Retriever Reaches a Raging Boy
In 2007, a phone call came into 4 Paws from an Atlanta mother of a boy with special needs.
“Do you place dogs with children who have fetal alcohol syndrome?” the mother asked Shirk.“Never heard of it.” Donnie Winokur, who had by then founded the Georgia affiliate of the National Organization on Fetal Alcohol Syndrome, explained with rapid and precise diction.
“Is your son likely to verbally abuse a dog?” Shirk asked.“Well, yes,” Donnie had to admit, at a reduced speed. “Is he likely to try to physically abuse a dog?”“It’s not impossible,” she said, now certain of rejection. “O.K.,” Shirk said. “We’ll need a doctor’s prescription and we’ll need video. We want to see your son every day, everywhere — getting up in the morning, eating breakfast, getting in a car, at school at bedtime. We need to hear his noises and see his tantrums.” “You’ll give us a dog?” Donnie gasped.

  *Fair warning - this story will perhaps make you cry your face off, in a good way. 

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