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Recently the question of whether a sperm donor should have the right to decide who his seed went to or not, was raised in the media.
Conjecture was given to both sides of the argument. Those who agreed stated, that indeed yes, a person has a right as to where his seed went, much the same as if he was 'seeding' naturally - the decision of where it was cast would be entirely his own. Obviously his decision making process coloured by his own views and values.
The opposition took the view that, in giving rights to the 'donor', minority groups may be discriminated against based on things like sexuality, religion, culture etc etc and that it should come under a non-biased, regulatory body who would be far more objective in the, and, if, you'll excuse the pun, dissemination of the said commodity.
Being of the female persuasion, I am interested in hearing from men who either have or are considering donating sperm and what your feelings are on the matter. I know how I would feel but I believe this should be a matter of vigorous debate amongst men. After all, much air time is given to 'womens body's' and the fact that they can decide what to do with them in regards to abortion, birth control and harvesting/storing of eggs. Lets hear what men think about when it comes to their own bodies and procreative rights.
I am stunned about an incident which happend here in Western Australia a few days ago.
A young police officer did some 'demonstration' driving at a country fair and now has been villified by the police department and suspended because of 'hoon' driving whilst on duty.
I dont believe that those individuals involved in the witchhunt for this young officer understand, that a country town posting, in which you are remotely located and dealing with many bored youth, affords too few opportunities for positive interractions between authority and the young.
The driving - a doughnut in this instance, was done in a paddock far removed from people and the chance of any injury to any bystander.
Young people, young men particularly, love this kind of adrenaline filled excitement and I'm sure the officer concerned saw it as a chance to build positive rapport with the police of the area rather than being an individual hoping to corrupt as many young people as possible with his anti-social driving skills.
I think the fact that it made it onto You-Tube played a huge role in the senior members of the WA Police Force needing to make a scape-goat of this young officer. I'm sure a quiet chat with the person concerned about protecting the image of the WA Police would have sufficed rather than this major knee-jerk reaction of slapping him with a suspension and possible dismissal.
I note the good people of Carnamah are putting together a petition to have this officer reinstated and I pray that on this occasion commonsense prevails, both for the officers sake and that of the WA Police Department. God only knows we dont have enough people willing to take on this often difficult and challenging role and the WA Police Department should know this as well if they looked at their dwindling numbers of active police officers.
Shame on you, senior members of staff of WA Police Department - grow some balls and do the right thing for once.
Unfortunately, Charlotte so preoccupied, didn't see the door to the offices' inner sanctum opening directly into the path she was on until she walked headlong into it, her cup of water thrown into the air and it's contents flung all over the beautifully fine, dark wool jacket on a distinctly masculine physique.
"Oh, I'm so terribly so..." Charlotte found herself pinned by the most incredibly blue eyes surrounded by lush dark lashes. She felt warmth suffuse her cheeks and throat and it was not all caused by her embarrassment ...."sorry, I"m so sorry... Please let me help you" and she started brushing away the droplets of water from the lapel of his jacket.
A strong male hand stopped her movement and held her hand momentarily hard against his chest. "I think you've done enough don't you Miss.."?
"Charlotte, Charlotte Manning" she quickly replied snatching her hand back.
The mystery male, looked back over his shoulder towards the reception desk and called.."Sonia, bring some kitchen paper here will you, we've had a little spill'.
Sonia appeared at his side, took one look at the scene, cast Charlotte a withering glance and swayed off to hustle up some clean-up gear. Charlotte thought to herself, in spite of 'Sonia's all so sophisticated appearance she appeared to be just as affected by this gorgeous man's persona as she was. The sway and coy tone she affected whilst in mystery mans presence was obviously a purely physical response and who could blame her, he was sex on legs. The to die for eyes, a strong jaw, slow, lazy smile and the way he filled out the now ruined jacket, mmm too bad he was way out of her league.
Charlotte snapped her attention back to the moment, when Sonia reappeared with the kitchen paper in hand. "Here let me Mr Brightman, otherwise you'll be running late for your appointments'.
Charlotte's heart did a triple thump. "oh no, she thought, not Mr Brightman, of Brightman Mining. Please, not let him be the owner of the business for which she was applying for her dream job. She was doomed before she'd even begun....to be continued.
Please vote to see if mystery man is her potential employer and if so, how her faux pas will affect her chances (apologies if this is the incorrect spelling or use of the french term - I'm learning all the time lol).
Once I used to look upon your face with tenderness and care.
Now these feelings all have died and my heart just knows despair.
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'Which one, the blue or the black?'
"Listen Charlotte, you look gorgeous in both of them so just make a decision. It's only a job interview for goodness sake, you're not meeting the queen
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Well, Mr Howards workplace reforms have shafted those poor old nurses in Victoria where it appears a number of them have had their pay's unlawfully docked. Now, the lawyers, already massively overpaid and over-rated, willl be defending these poor innocents in the courts all because of Mr Howards unholy bullsh.. laws. Maybe pollies and lawyers should have a few workplace reforms imposed on them - starting with a cap on the obscene amounts of cash they 'earn'.
Shit, maybe we all better go and get a law degree 'cause me thinks that is the only way anybody will be able to manouevre through the crap which has become our 'fairer, better,' system. Bring on Ameristralia, where the poor get poorer and the rich, well they just keep giving it to us right up the ass. God Bless Ameristralia...
The hands of time move silently round the poker faced clock on the wall
Seconds die, tick, tick, tick.
A Blowfly buzzes loudly let in by some thoughtless soul, it busy in its random, confusing way
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Some days when the sun is shining bright, I can still see in my minds eye, the gold standing out against your brunette locks.
In the call of a bird, I can hear your squeel of delight when chasing them through the park, sweeping them along in a carousel of skewed feathers
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- I love it, thank you for the music.
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on To protect you against bad dreams, perhaps?
Lyn
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"Why mom, what is it, what does it do?"
"Well, you know Uncle Tommy goes to the casino and how he uses those little tokens which he can cash in for money, remember he told about it last time he came to visit when you asked him where he'd been?"
"yep, I remember...Is this a token?"
"Yes, thats exactly what it is" relief of thinking up something to explain away my embarrassing mistake, making my voice crack.
"So, what do I do with it? Take it to the casino?"
"No, not exactly sweetheart. They are 'mummy' tokens. You give it to me and instead of getting what the Tooth Fairy normally gives you, you get double from mummy. Oh, she's a naughty little ToothFairy because she didn't speak to me about this before leaving it for you. Normally it's done when the ToothFairy speaks to the parents of the child, they do it because they think the child has been extra special. You must have been good this week."
"How much Mummy.....!"