why do we think we are born with rights

my power plant guys are having their final exam today. and i am listening to groovy music, feel energetic and plan to dress up. ive gotten lazy since i arrived to istanbul but this past week ive picked up occasionally. the weather doesnt really support this -sweating in a fancy dress is still sweating- but oh well. im thinking of a red dress with red lipstick, heels and the whole thing.

lately ive been reading more and more sociology and feminism stuff online. blogs, articles. burkha bans in France and empowering sluttiness in NYC, pros and cons. polygamy in the turkish government. etc. i always run into the "every gay/woman/man/child has the right to...". this gives me a lot to think about.

check the fucking weather