A good chance the more sensitive and generous minded might be having an adverse reaction to an Equinox falling in imminent proximity to a Full Moon. It's an Ides of March for a nut eating mental patient whose keyboard is again losing its legibility. There are three words that sound like imminent. There's immanent, note the a, which means something like inherent, belonging to, without which the widget doesn't work and the world ends. And there's eminent, note the sneaking e, which sounds like propaganda reserved for a know it all nominee to high office, but which comes from the Latin for jutting out, or projecting and has for some reason come to mean important, respected, or up there with the illustrious. "The judge's eminence is imminence to power rather than anything remotely immanent." And there's a whole theory about the shape of a person's mouth, the distance between the eyes, length of the arms, shape of the head, location of ears, but best to avoid the hate mail.
Of our species half are girls. Apart from the magnificent daughters of Aries and
Harmonia, who produced a possibly mythical Scythian people, Greek heroes
couldn't be heroes unless they'd done battle against a Scythian Amazon Warrior,
the great majority of cultures have pursued an understanding of the
relationships between boys and girls that reduces the female side of our being
to a class of chattel just above Donkey. The question is why? One argument
revolves around power relationships. Kind of like boys belong to a union, and
the inclusion of girls risks the cohesion of that union which could precipitate
the failure of that union and for boys the result would be a loss of eminence,
authority and having to do things like washing up and vacuuming. The same
argument is used to explain stuff like why don't white people get along with
brown people or black people or immigrants with funny accents, and vica versa
which is Latin for vice versa. The issue here is the extent to which dominance
of a group is immanent to our being and if so are we doomed or can it change.
It's Sunday, it's the 21st Century, stop being a sissy, risk hellfire, start
with the original fake news, Genesis and Apples.