It seems that the popular techie blog, Gizmodo, has stooped to appealing to geek lust. They have a pictorial of 10 female blog writers that are supposedly hawt!

Well, here’s an interesting to-do. First of all…where are the hot guys? Hey, I like man candy. I’m sure that a lot of Gizmodo’s readership like it, too, considering that it’s one of the most read blogs in the world. Second, unless the ladies are made of microchips, who the hell cares? Last I checked, Gizmodo wasn’t a rating site. It’s not “Hot or Not?”, nor is it an LJ rating group full of teens going, “Oooooh! Look at meee! Am I pretty?” They can open up a blog for geek chick love, or something, but this (albeit consensual) objectification of women in a tech blog is just plain silly. I say objectification, because…”WHERE ARE THE GUYS?!?!”

It’s always nice to be appreciated for your looks. I can understand why they would pose for this; it’s exposure for their work, and they get attention from it. Society isn’t made up of a bunch of nuns and priests. What I don’t understand is…WHERE ARE THE GUYS?!?!

The entry is here, if you want to look at their picks (and their pics).

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A wise woman of my acquaintance reminds me often that, “Isis, it’s hard to live consciously.” It is. It’s refreshing to open the mind and spirit, feeling energy pulse through you as you meditate. You see, deep, cleansing meditation is like opening the doors to the soul. It’s so amazing to be so connected to Source that you actually move with the energy running through you (this happens to me as I meditate). The day seems shorter, work seems more redeeming, and it feels as if nothing can keep you down.

The biggest problem with conscious, spiritual living, however, is the inevitable whacks that hit you every so often. Whacks like realizing that friends are not really friends, but simply acquaintances. Or, viewing pictures of a past lover that end up feeling like a kick in the stomach. When you’re living in spirit, and your energy is open and flowing…well, I think that you feel things in their purest form. There are no lies, then. The truth will out. You are Icarus, whether you like it or not.

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First off, my moment of star gossip…Dita von Teese filed for divorce from Manson today. Shocker! She’s got a brain, though, so she’ll be okay. Supposedly, that crap-ass actually ditched her out in favor of his booze, and left her alone on Christmas. That’s just ugly. I hope he gets what he deserves. It seems that she’s not asking for spousal support. She’s a better woman than I.
The point of this post, however, is to comment on burlesque. Hearing about the divorce made me think about burlesque dance, and how it’s morphed into something that doesn’t seem to have much substance. Looking at the biggies of today such as Dita Von Teese, Julie Atlas, and Dirty Martini, I’m not wholly convinced of the creative merits of what I see. I think that the predominate resistance to change that I see can make burlesque really tired and boring.

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There’s an EXCELLENT blog carnival hosted at abyss2hope. My entry, 41 Things: Intuition, and The Gift Of Personal Safety, is in the “Solutions” section. Go check it out…

Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.

In my last column, I mentioned that it pays to be aware of your gut feelings in relation to physical safety. Now, I’m going to take you back to a major point that I’ve stressed throughout: listening to your gut to avoid unnecessary pain and heartbreak.

Ahhhh…but here’s the trick: how do you tell the difference between paranoia, fear, delusion, and intuition? It’s simple. Do whatever gives birth to love, not to pain, and you’re on the right track.

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