I’ve never had an abortion, I don’t ever want to, it’s a tragic thing to have happen. But the decision to do so or not needs to be mine. Always. If that decision should ever belong to someone else then I do not own my body. Should that decision belong to the state, then I am a slave of the state.

Frustration comes from a misalignment of expectation with reality. I thought humanity would be better by now. The reality is that we are not as good as I thought we would be.

There is a positive correlation between religion and the repression of women. Why?

Those who bear the consequences of a decision are the only ones fit to make it. Someone in a fancy suit hundreds of miles away who will not have to live with the outcome of the situation is wildly unfit to make difficult reproductive choices for others. No one has more of a right to make to make reproductive choices than a pregnant woman.

The difficult and complicated part its that it’s both. I imagine we’ve all seen the very publicized examples of very crass abortion supporters who have done things like throw an abortion party, etc. That’s ugly. And it says that women matter but a fetus does not matter. I’m sure we can all also think of an example of a staunch anti-abortion campaigner who would like to see women forced to carry their rapists babies. That’s horrific. And it says that a fetus matters but a woman does not matter. The tricky part about all of this is that it’s both, and it’s not simple at all. The life and well being of a woman matters, and a fetus also matters. In tragic times and places when the their needs are at odds, then very difficult choices about which matters most have to be made. And the ‘answer’ to that will differ in every situation. It’s not simple. We can’t make it simple. And that’s why someone in a fancy suit hundreds of miles away who knows nothing of the specifics of the situation can’t be the one that makes those choices. The people directly affected by the outcome of the situation are the only people fit to make those choices.

Does being understanding and loving actually work? I feel like I've put in an epic effort for decades to be as decent as I can to people. I've bent over backwards to be understanding. I've worked hard to hug rather than kick when someone is down. ...did any of that help anything? If someone doesn't want to see you, if their ideology won't let them respect you, then they will just never be good to you. It doesn't matter how loving you are. You can't make someone care.

How exhausting it is to constantly have to check and test to see if those who are trying to get close to you have any respect for your basic human rights. That has been the case for me in the past ~4 years. So, so many in the Bitcoin/Crypto community have gone down an ugly red pill path adopting an ideology which tells them that women are not appropriate to full autonomy. And these people will attempt to pull you in to their ideology. They will court you and use lovely sounding words and phrases, and once your guard is down they will try to convince you that you are a follower, inappropriate to decision making, a second class human, support staff only. It’s so exhausting, and pathetic. They hide their ideology as they lack the courage to be honest about their convictions. They know that they will be rejected outright if they don’t hide behind flowery words and drip feed their disrespect. What sucks most about this is that now it’s a logistically horrible idea to let anyone in at all until they have thoroughly proven their respect for my basic human rights. So tiring. And it doesn’t feel like that should be the case, that I should have to performs checks to see if someone supports my basic autonomy. What bull shit.

Never was there an abortion that was not a tragedy. But life is complex and full of tragedies of varying types. Sometimes abortion is the least tragic option in a very tragic situation. And here is the really, really important part, if you are not pregnant, if it is not your body that will be torn apart, then this difficult, very morally heavy and tragic decision, is not yours to make. I’m very anti-abortion, it’s a horrible thing to have happen, but here is the thing, any attempt at giving this decision to anyone besides the person who is pregnant, the person who’s body is on the line, is a slap in the face to the autonomy and dignity of that person. Should you tell me that you wish to have laws to prevent abortion, or to give that decision making to anyone besides the person with their body on the line, then I know, should any error or accident or assault come my way, you would hold me down and force me to be an incubator. You do not respect my mind, my decision making, and my autonomy. You are my would be enslaver.

I got swarmed by a pack of wild dogs!!! Which is a very adrenaline inducing experience. I’m happy to report that the nice professional strength pepper spray does work pretty well on dogs. It took about 5 seconds for it to set in but then they all backed off and started rolling their heads around in the the grass.

One of the most intellectually lazy things you can do is decide that if someone disagrees with you it’s simply because they are an idiot.

Love it. We so need some hope for humanity stories!!!

Today is my last day of being 42, my last day of being the answer to life the universe and everything 😭 Really I can’t say I pulled that off, but I sure did give it a go! In the past year I made 12 trips to 5 different countries. I did two talks en español! I definitely prefer the messier moments and the messier photos. Life just is messy, you make yourself miserable trying to be perfect and polished.

There is no utopia, everywhere has it's problems. You gotta pick the set of problems you prefer. ...like today, my office in San Juan is far too sunny. So sunny I put sun glasses on over my computer glasses. These are my kind of problems ☀️😎😉

Ooo, I found the official music video, and it's stunning. Not sure why flowers and flowing fabric are so sensual, but they really, really are!

Wow I need a bottle of wine and an evening that inspires me to dance to this 🍷💃🎶🥰 I must be overdue for date night… or maybe I’m ovulating. Who knows. Just dance.