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Government

Today  I went to the Student Union at Indiana University and stood in line for, I counted: 69 minutes. Why, you may ask? Well to vote, of course. Why else would I voluntarily stand for over in an hour in ANY line other than perhaps, a line to achieve “divine wisdom” or to touch a highly dense and concentrated version of “God.” So I voted early. My ballot has been cast. I’m rather proud, on some level, because this was the first time I’ve ever voted in a primary election. Ever since I was 18 years old, I’ve been proud to vote in general elections and casting my vote is a pretty damn big deal.

I’m sure you would agree that voting is pretty important, don’t you? After all, if things worsen in your country and you never voted, you certainly have no right to complain about the current situation. It seems that some people in this country just don’t care about voting, which I understand to some degree. My dad hates voting because he says, “All the politicians are evil. It’s like voting for the best of the worst.” But at least he votes so he has a right to make a difference. I found out this morning that my roommate isn’t registered to vote. She’s been eligible for six years. How is this possible? The very year I turned 18, one of the first things I did after my birthday was register. At first I thought registering would be time consuming or whatever, but it only involved filling out my name, address, email and giving it to a person at a table. How easy is that? And out here in Indiana, they make registering even easier because they give you the option to register to vote while obtaining a new drivers license… or even renewing one at the drivers license office. There really are no excuses for not being registered to vote. I highly urge anyone reading this to PLEASE register to vote. Just go online and type in “voter registration” + “your-state-here” to find out how to register in your state. It’s very important that you do this because there are DEADLINES on when you can vote for certain elections. The deadline to register to vote within the primary election is already over. But people can still register to vote for the general presidential election, which is uber meaningful.

After voting, I went to the National Economic Forum, a televised conference, where General Tony McPeak and bama’s Senior Foreign Policy Advisor Denis McDonough discussed Obama’s plans with foreign relations. There were some not-so-heavily-weighted questions from some of the audience, while others asked questions *I* would have asked, regarding national security and foreign policy. One question I liked was about the paid contractors/mercenaries sent off to Iraq who are doing acts of war crimes and getting away it because they are not expected to submit to the high standards that the military does. The answer involved making it stop. I like that. Questions asked. Real answers. That’s one thing I respect about the Obama and his campaign staff. They don’t “walk around the questions” and phrase things just to please people. They answer strongly and forthright, which is a trait all candidates should follow.

Today I sat in on Obama’s campaign, but he wasn’t physically there (he was in another Indiana city though).  Rumor has it that he is expected to visit Bloomington before May 6.

To be fair to all candidates coming to Bloomington, tomorrow morning, I’ll go to Town Hall and see Hillary Clinton. Although I have already cast my primary vote for Obama, I still feel compelled to hear Hillary speak so I can ask her some questions about animal rights. Speaking of animal rights, I did NOT get the opportunity to ask Obama’s advisor about animal rights because I felt the time and place wasn’t appropriate to bring that up as a topic of discussion. However when the meeting ended, I walked up to Obama’s field manager/director guy who is on staff and can relay information back to Obama and gave him my name and email address along with a basic question involving legislation and improved animal rights to prevent animal cruelty. I am currently awaiting a response and am confident that my question will one day end up in Obama’s hands.

It’s hard for me to decide which candidate to vote for when the general election comes up, because frankly, NONE of the candidates have spoken up about animal rights and it frustrates me. They either don’t care or it’s so far down the priority list that they feel if they speak up about it no one will listen. WE WILL LISTEN. Some of us actually care about animal rights. Some of us actually DON’T want to eat tortured food. Some of us actually CARE about anti-torture laws involving animals. The problem with animal-cruelty is that it is much worse than extreme “home abuse” cases. It’s a global epidemic. Animal cruelty happens so much that people just don’t seem to care.

I’m sure you may already know that almost every time you eat salmon, the fish starved for 10 days, are sliced open and gutted while still conscious, lived in feces infested tanks in space with 50,000 other fish with so little space, it’s equivalent to putting 27 foot-long fish into the size of your bathtub and forcing them to live there for years. There should be government-regulated legislation that prevents fish farms from being over-populated, under-nourished, abused and neglected.

And you probably know better than anyone that cows are so mistreated that much of the beef is diseased to due neglect and abuse. Just this year, 143 million pounds of beef were recalled by the USDA. That’s a LOT of beef. Why did the recall it? Because they were packaging beef that came from lame, sick, and abused cows. Why would anyone want to eat something filled with mucus, disease, and dangerous toxins? Cows often have their testicles sliced off while they’re screaming, have their horns pulled off their heads while they are still conscious, have their bodies branded with prods that are thousands of degrees in temperature until smoke is coming off their bodies and they are screaming hysterically. Often times, they are gutted alive, have their eyeballs gouged out by human thumbs, or have the skin on their legs sliced open while they are standing up simply so they won’t run away. How sick is that? I want this to change. We need new legislation in this country to prevent this from happening. I’m sure any intelligent human being would agree that animals shouldn’t be tortured and mutilated while they are still alive and conscious.

And perhaps you already know that pigs are tortured every day for things like bacon, sausage, and hot dogs. Sure, many people enjoy the taste of those products, but many people just don’t care how those products were obtained. Did you know that pigs have their balls cut off while they are still screaming and conscious? That they are often put in pens where they have little room to move. In fact, they have so little room to move (whether in cages or big giant shared pens), that they have hardly any room to lie down, turn around, and NO room to run or enjoy the social things animals need to remain healthy. Many of them go crazy or insane in those cages out of pure boredom. Then they are tortured and mutilated in horrible ways while still conscious, before finally dying and being sent the assembly line. If people are going to be allowed to kill animal, then there should be enforceable LAWS that prevent the outright abuse, neglect, and torture of the animals. Animals in agricultural farms deserve the SAME RIGHTS as animals that people have as pets. I’m not against the killing of animals. I am against the torture of animals. There are alternative methods we can use to prevent this from happening.

And we all know that chickens get some of the worst of the treatment. Their beaks are burned at thousands-of-degrees of temperature while still conscious. They often live in feces-infested cages with thousands of other chickens where they have no pecking order or social stimuli. They are slung by the handful into metal trucks, their bodies forcefully flung by their wings or their feet where their bodies slam into the truck, often times causing injury and death. They are put on assembly lines with water so they are electrocuted and paralyzed to prevent them from running away, but they still feel everything. They still feel all the pain. They are still conscious and their wings are still flapping when they get sent to the throat slicer. The throat slicer goes so fast that it doesn’t take the time to make sure the chickens’ throats have been sliced all the way before sending them down the assembly line. Almost always, the animal is still alive and kicking after having its neck sliced. Then it gets sent into hot, scalding water…. boiling water… while still alive…. so the chicken can be de-feathered. Isn’t that some sick shit? Those kicking chickens are forcibly put into boiling water with their open throats gashed open… they’re flapping trying to get out… and the machines are too shallow to allow drowning. Those that survive the torture of being boiled alive, get gutted… alive. Deskinned and gashed open while still feeling all the pain, still feeling all the torture… and being powerless to stop it. WHO WILL BE THE VOICES FOR THESE ANIMALS? There are alternative methods we could be using instead, such as using controlled-atmosphere-killing (CAK) which involves the painless killing of 400+ chickens within an odorless gas environment. The cost is relatively cheap, given context of how many animals it could terminate at one time in as littler as 30 seconds. WE NEED TO USE THESE ALTERNATIVES. I urge any of you reading this to PLEASE use your voice for animal rights in this upcoming election. Get involved. We need to speak up for these crying, tortured animals. Those who are strong in compassion, please make the stance that we, as Americans, ARE INTERESTED in knowing how the candidates stand on the issue of animal rights.

For those of you who have to “see it to believe it,” I DARE you to watch these sick videos. My stomach can’t handle it.

I care about animal rights. Will you care about them too?

Love
Isabella
xoxoxoox

High school and college

Today I registered to attend Indiana University. Woohoo! Registration done, fee sent. Now I just have to wait 3-6 weeks for approval. I’ve already filled out a request for my college transcript, just need to mail it off. The only thing I’m waiting on is my high school transcript. I called the high school and told them I graduated ten years ago and the lady said to me, “I’m not sure if we still keep transcripts after that long. I’ll have to check on that and call you back.” What? How is this even a possibility? I would think every high school keeps transcripts from every single year. How could they NOT have it? Isn’t that sort of proof I even attended at all? So I’m awaiting that call back and have my fingers crossed that they have it and that everything will go smoothly. Indiana University normally doesn’t need high school transcripts, but in my case (because I have 21 credits, and the minimum needed on college transcripts is 26), I’ll need to send in transcripts from high school and college.

In other news, my 10-year high school reunion is coming up in June or July. I’m still contemplating whether I’ll go or not. I made some good friends there (it was a magnet high school, so it was quite unconventional), but I sure have changed a lot since graduation. One thing people may not know about me is that back in high school, I was a Christian freak. I wore Christian shirts with salvation slogans, carried a Bible to class every day, and was a member of the Fellowship of Christian Students. I was close-minded and bigoted and called gay people faggots and every other slur under the sun. I was mentioned more in my senior yearbook than any other student which I thought ironic considered I felt rather unlikeable. Students remembered me because of my background as a school journalist (Opinion Editor) and the school’s literary magazine (Editor-in-Chief), so I often cruised the campus with a pad and pen asking students and faculty specific (and often personal) questions in-relation to articles. I was the one CONSTANTLY picking people’s brains so I could write new articles for the paper. It didn’t matter if someone had never personally met me before, if they attended that school, they at least knew about me. When it came to surveys, polls, and getting anonymous student/faculty input, many people either ran to me or away from me. It was a unique time period for me. I loved my high school years, but I sure would have done things differently.

Most of my high school friends would shit a brick if they knew I came out of the closet. Me: the previously conservative finger-pointing editor who everyone knew was secretly gay…. now currently working in the adult sex and hypnosis industry as a proud and open lesbian. I can see their faces and hear their responses right now. “I knew it! I knew you were into girls.” or “Haha… we knew before you knew!” or “I can’t believe you have naked women tattooed on your back. What are you trying to prove?” or “You do WHAT for a living?” or “You’re kidding right? Who are you?”

I suppose if I go, I fear some sort of backlash and laughter for my previous behavior. I do, however, feel comfortable giving people due apologies. A few weeks ago, I sent a sincere apology via email to a teacher whom I offended with gay slurs. I even shared with her that I am currently a gay-rights activist and have spent the last 5 years of my life fighting for the rights of all couples and human beings, regardless of their orientation. It took nearly ten years to track her down. Received no response. Guess I had that much of an effect, huh?

It’s hard to believe how far I’ve come. For those who knew me then, they could never in a million years see me being a professional dominatrix doing erotic hypnosis or working in the sex industry. And they’d guess even less that I’m currently a vegan, animal-rights activist, human-rights activist, gay-rights activist, and am a member of over a dozen liberal organizations who support democracy and global acceptance. It wouldn’t even cross their minds. I suppose they all pictured me continuing journalism and maybe going off to be a part of the Christian Coalition (which I used to attend with my mother back in the day) to help “straighten out America.” Sometimes I wish I could do it all over. But I wouldn’t be HERE NOW if I didn’t go through that THEN. I had to learn my way and eventually my whole life did a 180 turn. My parents, to this day, do not support my decision to turn toward “sin.”

Sin is my life now. In a good way, of course. If I didn’t, in some aspects, love sin, I sure as hell wouldn’t be advocating that cuckolds allow their wives to commit adultery. And while I do feel balanced, secure, love, peace, and harmony… I still sometimes have an underlying fear of going to my high-school reunion and tying up all those lose ends, which were mostly my fault for untying in the first place. I lost my best friend in high school because she came out as a lesbian, and I stupidly chose to shun her. I had a crush on a bisexual girl in my class for 2 years and when she caught me staring lustfully at her, I stopped speaking to her cause I was so embarrassed. If I ran into her today, I would do everything in my power to woo her, but it sure would take many apologies and a lifetime of convincing that I’m no longer that person.

Ugh. How did I go from talking about college (which I love and am excited about) to talking about a high school reunion (which I dread about as much as cutting my own leg off)?

Love
Isabella
xooxoxox

I found free wisdom

For the last 4 months, I’ve  been contemplating moving to Vegas and just recently decided against it. I love Bloomington and the more I stay here, the more I know I came here for a reason. I moved here to attend Indiana University and it’s been one setback after another that has prevented me from attending. That is about to change, thanks to several moments of clarity obtained sitting in a room surrounded by books.

About a week ago, I discovered… the Monroe County Public library: a world of infinite knowledge and wisdom within three beautiful stories of bliss. I almost had an orgasm when I realized how many free books I could read and check out! The subjects offered in the public library are far more vast than any other library I’ve ever experienced. Considering I spent a major percentage of my childhood and adulthood within bookstores and libraries, this completely overwhelmed me to see such a mind-blowing building filled with all the topics I enjoy. To most people, the act of walking in a library is nothing new. You borrow books, you return them. No big deal, right? Wrong. For me, simply the act of walking INTO the library immediately increases my IQ points by at least 20 points. I just feel smarter when I walk into a bookstore or library. I find myself fascinated by new subject matter and topics that will expand my thinking. For me, nothing is sexier than intelligence. That being said, everyone within the library is also incredibly sexy to me. I don’t know why books turn me on so much, they just do. And now that I’ve been introduced to this massive library, I feel as though someone has put a vibrator in my panties and said to me, “That’s right. You can have as much of this as you want and it won’t cost you a penny.”

Within those library walls, I recovered a piece of myself  that had previously been shrouded in confusion. To move or not to move. To attend IU or not attend. The decision, while simple in delivery, is quite complex in beginning action stages. My goal is to begin attending IU within 1-2 weeks. Step one is to get my transcript from my other college and make sure this one has it. Second step is finding out registration times. If I’ve missed the cutoff time for Winter or Spring, then no problem. I’ll start out with online courses that way I can begin asap. Thanks to several generous customers, I already have all the textbooks I need for 4 courses.

So why this sudden re-interest in college? Oh boy. How do I say this. Not only was I introduced to the main county library, which by its own standard is highly impressive, I also discovered the Taj Majal of information. Kinsey Institute has a library. Fucking unbelievable. The Kinsey Institute Library. By golly, I’m going to attend IU if it’s the last thing I do in this world. That was the sole reason for me moving here. To study Kinsey’s work. To be exposed to exclusive, confidential, and private sexual research that cannot be browsed by public eyes. I WANT IN! Just the thought of me being in a library filled with books on gender, sex, reproduction, gender-roles, GLBT, and all the other sexual topics I find intriguing, fills a destiny in me that absolutely cannot be put into words. Although I’m still undecided on whether or not I’ve lived a past life before, I often wonder if my previous life involved sex research or if I worked with Kinsey (or maybe I was Alfred Kinsey himself) many years ago. Nothing comes more natural to me. Gender research and studying human sexuality roles comes as naturally to me as hypnosis and NLP, so that’s saying a lot. It’s what I want to do with my life. Study sex. I’ve said it for years, and I know a lot of you have heard me rant about this (even in my audio blogs) for a long, long time. This week, my life will begin to change all over again.

Knowing that I’m about to take on the research of sexuality head-on, I’m also opening myself up to the possibility of also taking quantum physics courses (as you all know my ridiculous obsession with the subject of probability and plausibility within quantum physics), and maybe even taking law courses. My friends often say they could easily see me being a lawyer, especially with my NLP background. I never really pondered the idea that I would venture into law, and it’s still unknown to me, however if I became a lawyer in the sex field, especially one who fights for the rights of sissies, transgenders, lesbian and gay couples, D/s couples, and those who have unconventional sexual relationships - I know I could win (and win big!) because it’s something I’m passionate about and it complements the direction my life is moving.

There’s no such thing as having too much knowledge. At this point, I really don’t even care about getting degrees (before that was all that was important to me). Right now, I just want to delve head-first into all the courses that interest me and let my intuition guide me along the path to increased happiness and success.

I suppose on a global level, achieving a doctorate in psychology would be my ultimate goal. However, right now, it’s important to me that I make correct decisions based on happiness rather than expectation. In any other previous circumstance, I would have kicked myself for not knowing what I want. Usually I’m the kind of person who is very anxious, urgent, and lives life in accordance to perfectionism and have-all-or-nothing. Today, I’m proud that I’ve learned the art of patience and that it’s ok to take small steps to get to the big goal. My zen only lives happily when I take the time to thoroughly read life’s article, instead of skimming it just to say it’s been read.

Love
Isabella
xoxooxox






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