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Microsoft Announces CableCARD Support
Thomas Hawk writes "Microsoft and CableLabs announced today that they have reached agreement that will allow digital cable ready CableCARD supported Media Center PCs to ship by the Holiday Season next year. Lack of premium HDTV cable or satellite support was frequently cited as one of the largest weaknesses of the Media Center platform. Central to this agreement is the DRM protection scheme developed by Microsoft to protect HDTV cable programming under the OpenCable process."
You only hate it because youre angry
You were raped, thats why you hate men
You lived a hard life, thats the only reason you walk this path
Ive heard them all before, too many times to count.
Im not shy about my past. Im not ashamed of my past. Many painful, unfair things happened to me in my past. Unfortunately, oftentimes my past is what people attack me with. What has prompted this post?
I awoke this morning and wanted to share with everyone my feelings about an appointment yesterday. It was an appointment with OSU (Ohio State University). The single most important appointment I think I have ever had. I had half a post even created; its still in my draft folder. I wanted to talk about the fear I had, the terror that consumed me at the thought of this appointment. I wanted to share where that fear had come from, what had fed it, nurtured it. The injustices that I have had to overcome to get to where I am today. I wanted to share some of my past, some of the things that have made me who I am.
But I stopped.
Midway through the post I stopped, my fingers hovered over the keyboard and my mind froze in mid-sentence. I kept thinking to myself, If I tell this stuff, if I make it public, how many will then use it to destroy my credibility? How many people will point to this post as a reason they shouldnt believe my theories or my beliefs? If they knew what kind of life I had lived would they use it against me? Would they dismiss my arguments based upon my past?
Ive had this happen before. Some of my best friends have done it to me. I was engaged in a debate over pornography with a very close friend. I cited statistics, I cited harm, I quoted numbers and gave my sources. She looked at me after we had been arguing for some time and said, Well B.B. you have to admit that your past has an effect on your views. I understand that you wouldnt like Pornography because you havent gotten over what has been done to you
I froze. My face a mask of puzzlement, my jaw hanging lax as I stared in disbelief. What the hell had just happened? I mean, I had heard the argument from others, but it was in that day as I was sitting in her living room petting her cat and drinking a beer that it actually hit me. My entire belief system was invalid because of my past. My points were not made stronger by my past, they were made weaker. My past was the reason I was not to be taken seriously.
Did anyone discount the slaves arguments that what was happening was unjust based only upon the fact that they were slaves? I mean, would anyone tell a black man that, You just dont like slavery because of your past Would any of the above arguments work for slavery?
How about Jews? Would anyone tell Jews that, Youre just angry over the holocaust because of your past would they say it and actually believe that it was a valid argument?
Then why in the fuck is it that MY past is able to be used in that fashion? Why is it so easy to dismiss a woman who has been raped, who has been used and destroyed that her argument is not valid because of her past?
Some have told me that the life I lived was a hard life. I really have no objective knowledge of it because it was my life and well, I was living it at the time. For all I knew everyone had the kind of life I had, at times, I even told myself that MOST women had the kind of life I had. I have since realized that this is untrue, but it is a good example of what I thought normal was.
I was raped at 10 by an uncle. An uncle who used to show us the Pornography kept under the bathroom sink at my Aunts house. This same uncle went on to damage another of my cousins. Hes not in jail. Nothing was done to him and the young girls he violated try to live their lives knowing that he will never be brought to justice.
It was that solitary event that set up the events for the rest of my life. I fell apart, my life shattered, my world-view destroyed. I no longer felt safe, anywhere. The fear crept over me like a fog. I was put into a drug rehab for
Reminds me of a song:
...Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
Mr. Gates^H^H^H^HGrinch.
Just in time for Chistmas!
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