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Musings of the Batty. It can be truly said, that I have a bat in my belfry. Joker. Tuesday, March 3, 2009. The Feminist Feline of Nightmares. This makes her a problem. No doubt, she is what the anti-feminists feared a woman of power who uses it to her own devices. Likewise, she gives feminists a bad name. Not all powerful females are that evil. But maybe Catwoman does not see herself as evil. She is just a cat on the prowl for a good time. Thursday, February 26, 2009. Why did they cancel it? Harley actu.CONTENT
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Lessons from life on allowing ourselves to shine. Out of the night that covers me,. Black as the Pit from pole to pole,. I thank whatever gods may be. In the fell clutch of circumstance. I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance. My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears. Looms but the Horror of the shade,. And yet the menace of the years. Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.