Girl Power, Equality, and A Note to My self

How much more is there to #girlpower than #hipsdontlie? That’s what all these things you do tell me. But you can accuse me of having a narrow point of view, still.

What do you really mean to say? That you’re confident in yourself and abilities; that you have that dignity that is becoming of a human being regardless of wealth, sex, or status; that you enjoy your femininity without needing to ‘flaunt’ it, happy in your own skin…

To compare yourselves with men in the typical fashion that you do is not wise. There is no basis for comparison. You are different. You have uncommon grounds. But you are equal in dignity … .

A good way is this: if women’s’ golf brings in more money than men’s, women should earn more. That is justice. As you ask for equal treatment from the organisers, ask from the fans too — and for more fans. Move the market better; earn it; play fair; grow.

There is nothing wrong with ‘inequality’; nothing unjust about it. It’s just the norm in nature. What you might want is fair play and your dignity untrampled.

Why complain about inequality; give a clear principled reason for better treatment, and potentially expose insanities.

Emotional driven justice is not just by nature. Statistics driven justice is not just by nature.

They say that it is unjust to pay a man for more than, or less than, the value of the work done. But if you pay more, that is better: industry revenues and norms, owner benevolence, some special arrangement like profit sharing etc are reasons to pay more. How can you justify paying less?

Again, what do you mean by girl power? Is it about the fact that hips don’t lie?

Winning the War — Easter

Did losing the battle mean winning the war? Or was it just a loss on the way to the victory that ended all battles.

One example of the former:
The fight was real but it was at the same time contrived to ensure the victory that sealed the fate of all, according to their choices. God in His wisdom provided a quasi Trojan horse solution to the desire of man for the otherwise unattainable true nirvana.

Today is indeed a good (Fri)day: we commemorate the battle that won the war; the battle where the Protagonist died. “It is finished,” He said. And it was so. And He came back alive!

Happy holidays.

Ogbeide

I wanted the girl

I wanted the girl
She was a bird
She would have no perch
For more than a third

I wanted the bird
‘Go with her where she went
To perch anywhere
There to make our nest

I wanted the girl
Smart lioness princess
Let me be your den
And make your soul my rest

I wanted the bird
With me for all our years
Her only perch
Where she made her best

I wanted the girl
She would not rest
She had not let herself
Make our I’s disappear

I wanted the bird
She has the eagles’ crest
‘Made us a pair
And? We’re just friends

Life goes more than breasts
We are creatures of the air
Ethereal
I wanted the girl

Grateful — March 2017

Didn’t look like a good month half way gone
Looked like I’d end up where I didn’t want
Like a flood it sees me fighting
Finding a way to make better this that I have
It would seem like I suffer
But God knows how it has worked out to my rise

I am grateful for chance

Mysterious almost
That strange luck
I am grateful for open doors
The good fortune that I’ve got

You have made a way

Fortune Has a God

Hey I went all out
To make my own luck
Since fortune has a god
That answers the prayer called work

Hey I got the job
You said dumb luck
But it was just God
That I got favoured

So God of fortune and luck
Answer my wisdom and love
But there are times I have none
So then help me God