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Kudos to Wendy for being a part of the collective effort to take the Canadian government to court over its inability to provide laws for the protection of those who work in the sex trade.

A Commons subcomittee recently pined over the issue and failed to recommend the full decriminalization of prostitution. In fact, the subcomittee suggested that it would be preferable to engage a campaign of information and education to keep people from entering the sex trade.

Ah, yes, the old “we told you so” attitude. Let’s wash our hands from anything that could happen to these people and give them a paternalistic wag of the finger, followed by a “I told you what you were getting yourself into.” Real constructive.

By propping themselves up like that, the government is creating a second class citizen, one who by choice of his or her lifestyle and career forfeits his or her rights which are available to all Canadians. An idea that the law doesn’t need to stick its head out for you since there were risks which came with the job. Frankly, I don’t consider crippling beatings and homicide as occupational hazards.

It’s no surprise that this kind of stance would be taken from a government which has decided to close three quarters of Canada’s Status of Women offices after announcing a 5 million cut to its budget and preventing the organization from funding any type of advocacy programs.

If worded intelligently (I dare advance), legitimized prositution could not only help reduce violence against sex workers, but it could take a chunk out of sex slavery and child prostitution. Ending unecessary battles against two consenting adults entering mutual accord for sexual services can provide better focus to come to the aid of those who are forced and coerced into doing it. I think that’s something we can all get behind.

There’s so much moral ground slipperyness here, you can smell the grease. But one has to wonder what is more moral: maintaining an ethical stance against someone who demands money for sexual services, or punching a prostitute in the face until she is unconscious (or worse).

(Related: Sex workers to mount court challenge of Ottawa over ‘dangerous’ laws)

at 1 minute 49 seconds Chapter 9 is not only the shortest *SNORT* chapter of the series, but also the strangest. Not only does R Kelly go a little *OH MY SIDES* Ferris Bueller on us, but also he STUMPS *HEHE* us with the tiny *BWFFFT* ending twist by not showing us what will happen, but by just telling us. This mini-me *HA* installment of sorts certainly will remain the pipsqueak *BAHAHA* enigma of the Opera but it’s peculiarity is certain dwarfed *BLARF* by the awesomeness of the rest of it. Midget.

Stumpy Stats thus far:
Infidelities: If the number of character is equal to n and the number of infidelities is equal to y than we can plot this on our graphs with the formula f(y) = n-1 .
Characters: Who cares.
People who’ve been shot: 1
Midgets: 1

Winning the hearts and minds of the locals though unintentional irony.

(Via Wonkette)

Sometimes a Cigar is just a Cigar, and sometimes character in R Kelly’s Trapped in the Closet saga has not broken their vow of marriage.

Wow, are we already on Chapter 7? I can’t believe it, but here we are. We’ve been through a lot so far. So far every character except the Gay Guy and the Guy who’se just got out of Prison (oh and Rosie the Nosy Neighbor) have revealed to have committed infidelity (That’s five married people, two couples and a fifth whose wife we have yet to meet), guns have been drawn, there’s been a sex scene, the police are involved, and a shot has been fired leading to a man down.
The real genius part of Chapter 7 for me is the fact that Twan (Gwen’s brother), a man who just got out of prison and arriving at his sister house gets shot, handles getting shot with much more reservation and rationality than Sylvester had shown when he found out his wife slept with another man, even though he had just betrayed her the night before. I’d like to think that if I got shot on accident by my brother-in-law I would wig the f$ck out. Here “The Criminal” is a much more pious and zen-like character than “The Everyman”.

Am I up to number thirteen of these? You better believe it, you unsightly swine! Most of them can be found over at the Foxy Lollop sub-site.

Fellow Gluemeaties, please welcome into your loving bosoms the man known as Scott Tribe, fellow progressive, progressivebloggers.ca moderator, Canadian extraordinaire, and lover of various things that go “ding” when you rap them with a spoon (Ed. note: sources needed on that last claim).

And why, pray thee ask, would you do that kind of service to this man? Because Scott is now part of the extended Gluemeat family.

Scott has been hard pressed to find a good, secure, and mostly respectable home for his new blog, but he ended up being hosted on Gluemeat instead. So after much toil and trouble, Scott’s DiaTribes (get it?) is now online and ready to change the way you see… um… Scott… uh, forever. Yeah. You can rest assured that piping hot social commentary will be served on a daily basis, topped with sweet, sweet political views and outlooks, as well as the occasional good word for Stéphane Dion as an after dinner mint.

Welcome, Scottie! I reserve the right to call you Scottie!

Stats So Far:
Run Time: 20 minutes and 30 seconds.
Tempo Changes: 0
Melodies: 1
Times a Gun is Drawn: 4
Shots Fired: 1
Characters: 7
Characters who just got out of prison: 1
Midgets: 0

In the cinqtupleth installment of Trapt in the Blogget we present to you (perhaps coincidentally, but more fatally I like to think) the fifth chapter of R Kelly’s Operatic Ouvre “Trapped in the Closet”.

Irony is best served crazily loopy as in this installment our Protagonist, Sylvester, discovers that on the very same day of his own adultorous affair, his wife was having one of her own, but one devised by Kathy, the very woman whose husband is having an affair with another man and whose apartment Sylvester woke up in.

All great works of art have their imitator’s and homage’s, and already Trapped in the Closet has earned scores, but have any of them been recreated via “The Sims?”

The Original:

Are you following along with your Cliff’s Notes? If you are then you would know that the word Climax means the fictional height of a women’s physical experience.

Stats up to Chapter 4;
Midgets: 0
Infidelities: 4
Characters: 6
Incestuous Relationships: 0
Cliffhanger Endings: 4