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Vision: HB2 is utter crap

So North Carolina’s governor has decided to fight the order from the Justice Department and filed a lawsuit. Sheer and utter crap.

Putting the more serious aspects of the law aside (that being the restrictions placed upon members of the LGBT community when it comes to seeking recourse for discrimination based upon sexual and/or gender identity), my biggest questions on the entire bathroom restriction element of the law are:

  1. Should everyone be required to carry a copy of their birth certificate in order to prove they are in line with the law when they go to pee? I am completely serious on this. How exactly will law enforcement be able to enforce the law if there is no means of determining if an infraction has occurred? And will parents need to abstain from bringing their children into the bathroom if they are of the incorrect gender? Honestly, if someone wants to be a pain in the ass with this law, there are numerous ways to do so.
  2. How soon will it be until there is a serious incident when a transgender man uses the women’s bathroom or a transgendered woman uses the men’s bathroom? And what will the resulting litigation look like? HB2 has limited litigation for discrimination, but if there is an incident where discrimination occurred due to an individual following the law it takes on a new slant.
  3. Can the state government cast residents of North Carolina is any worse light than they already have? Though now that the question has been asked, the answer will inevitably be yes. Sorry.

For a political party who’s rallying cry has been to have a smaller, less invasive government, this seems just a wee bit hypocritical. Not that it surprises me.

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Riff 041416

image: Blue Sky Day © Marilyn Barbone | Dreamstime Stock Photos
image: Blue Sky Day © Marilyn Barbone | Dreamstime Stock Photos

“They’re out to get me, Doc!”

“Who is this they, Gerald? And please come out from behind the couch.”

Gerald slowly peaked out over the top of the couch back, his face obstructed by the gas mask he was wearing. After taking a cautious look around, he stepped around and sat upon his former hiding place.

“Them, Doc, THEM. They’re everywhere, Doc, and they are trying to kill me.”

“Gerald, there is no one trying to kill you. We have been over this before. Remember two months ago when you thought the mail carrier for your building was trying to kill you by poisoning your mail? It turned out to be nothing of the sort.”

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Riffs schedule for April

So the riffs may be a bit more sporadic during the month of April. I am taking part in the NaNoMo April “Writing Camp” with the goal of knocking out 50,000 words by the end of the month. As such, I will be doing additional writing all month long, so I may skip some riffs here and there.

But!

I will post up what I write with every 10,000 or so words I manage to knock out (rounded to the end of chapters). It will most likely end up with it’s own category (it’s not really a riff, ramble, or rant, after all), so keep an eye out on the navigation for something new, probably later this week.

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Riff 040516

image: Lion Guard© Uschi Hering | Dreamstime Stock Photos
image: Lion Guard© Uschi Hering | Dreamstime Stock Photos

“Legend holds that the Golden Lion guards the entry from those who would trespass upon the grounds of the Duke of Wormetshire. There are tales of unexplained deaths in the area near the Golden Lion and the gateway it is said to protect. Pretty scary, yes? If you’ll follow me this way, I’ll lead you to the gardens …”

The tour guide led the rest of the gawkers on towards a lush and borderline overgrown garden. Lawrence stayed behind, staring at the Golden Lion.

“People come up with the craziest stories sometimes.”, Lawrence muttered.

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Riff 040116

image: Cat © Jon Hembree | Dreamstime Stock Photos
image: Cat © Jon Hembree | Dreamstime Stock Photos

It happened again. Perfect plan, perfectly executed … up until my minion decided to go all mouse-brained.

I had it all worked out. I was going to corner the world anchovy market and use the profits to fund my undersea base of operations. It was brilliant and fool-proof. Or at least it seemed fool-proof.

The simplicity of it all should have precluded any error. My minion managed to secretly amass a majority stake in almost all the anchovy wholesale companies worldwide. With the majority stake in hand, a series of leveraged buyouts and mergers would consolidate the anchovy wholesale market to a handful of regional companies. With less competition, and in reality no competition as I would have controlled all the anchovy players worldwide, prices for those delectable morsels would skyrocket.

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