Friday, 31 December 2010

Light vs. Dark......

Smokey CandleImage by PeterLinLin via Flickr


Wiry vaporous spectres
Dance about the naked blaze
Their lithesome frames 
Gyrating, Sensuous, Mesmerising
Engaged in haphazard flight.

Piercing the sinister shadow
They make their valiant attempts
To strike at the dark nothingness
That lies beyond the lonesome light.

Baleful, Lurking,
Ever- patient it awaits
That inevitable moment
When, exhausted,
The hapless flame
Delivers its final flicker.

And eventually, spent,
The extinguished light of love,
And its silent wraiths,
Are laid to rest within
The gloomy bowels of  the night.


~Daixy~

I'd like to thank the Electricity Company of Ghana for the inspiration for this piece.  The past four nights spent in darkness have afforded me the opportunity to play, as I did as a child, with candles.  Happy New Year's people.  May 2011 bring out the best in us.  God Bless.
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Wednesday, 1 December 2010

Stop The Aids: Prevention Revolution on World AIDS Day

World AIDS Day Christmas TreeImage by ginnerobot via Flickr
Once upon a time, learning your ABCs meant simply learning the letters of the alphabet.  With time, kids would associate a letter with a word and so on and so forth until they could read, write and comprehend text.  But over the years, A whole new meaning has been attached to this childhood learning Aid.  From about 1988 to date, attempts have been made to teach the young and old alike the ABCs of HIV.  People are being asked to remember to:
Abstain;
Be Faithful; and to practise
Condom Use

Just in case you've been hiding under a rock for the past couple of years, HIV is a virus that attacks the immune system and leaves it vulnerable to attack by other infections.  AIDS is a condition brought about by the overthrowing of the immune system.  Basically, Aids is the point in which your immune system has given up and various diseases attack.  There are a lot of people living with HIV/Aids (PLWHA) who do not have AIDS.  With the right treatment, PLWHA can live for many years.  The important thing is to teach inform and educate PLWHA and those without about the condition and how to handle themselves.

World AIDS Day is celebrated every year, on this day (December 1) with the aim of awareness creation, a celebration of successes in prevention and treatment, and to commemorate those who have fallen victim to the icy grip of death. I hope you  will join the world as we mourn the people who have died of AIDS and praise the people who have made such valuable contributions to its identification, prevention, treatment and possible cure.

I do not want to go into detail and bombard you with information on HIV/AIDS but I will say this, "It is a crime against humanity if you do not educate yourself and your family on the reality that is HIV/AIDS". It is a travesty to be mentally sound and yet ignorant of the virus and its effects and to keep those about you in that same ignorant state.  

In Ghana, sexuality is something that is rarely discussed, especially by parents to their kids. Most people try to avoid talking about it.  Well I say, enough is enough.  I agree with UNAIDS in that we need a prevention revolution.  Everyone out there needs the three Bs. We should ALL:  
Be Aware;
Be Informed;
Be Educated;

Therefore, if you're in Accra, I know for sure that there is Free Voluntary HIV Counselling and testing at the KorleBu Teaching Hospital, Legon Hospital and SNITT Hospital in Osu.  If you're anywhere near the Legon campus, please drop by the Noguchi Memorial Institute for Medical Research (NMIMR) every Wednesday and Saturday.  Ask for the Health Support Centre and follow the directional arrows to the counselling office.  For directions, please visit the NMIMR website.

If you have information on HIV/AIDS, please do not keep it to yourself.  Tell that cousin that lives in Wenchi about it and be sure to give him accurate information.  Encourage him to get regular testing and to spread the word. It is IMPERATIVE  that people get the right information and that they believe it.  HIV/AIDS is not some spiritual problem you can wash away with the blood of virgins or beat out of your body. 

I look forward to a world that is free of HIV.  We were able to get rid of small pox.  I want to see us do the same with HIV, Hepatitis and other sexually transmitted diseases/infections. Let us get more people (Ghanaian and otherwise) to attend VCT centres.  Let's "STOP the AIDS"!!!



~Daixy~

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Saturday, 16 October 2010

Water is Life: It's a Two Way Street

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We came from water. Or so science claims. The first living organism, which evolved and diversified in species and produced what is now mankind, came from water.


Water accounts for the make-up of 75% of the human body. It's the base/medium for ALL bodily fluids and I'd like to see how your blood would send that precious oxygen to parts of your body if that volume were reduced to 40% let alone zero. I hate to imagine if soil was to be the centre of life (can you imagine sand running through your veins? or molten larva like the pyro guy in "Ben10"?!). And Air? I suddenly have a funny image in my mind of a human being consisting solely of skin and air. In my mind I see him inflate on the intake of air and deflate on the out lol. Water eats the cake, my dears and has it too :)


A fit person can go about four to six weeks without food (and some hardcore religious people have shown they can go waaaaaay longer) so long as they have water. Try going for just a week without water though and let's see how long you have left for this earth.
 
How many babies jump straight to eating solid foods? NONE!!! These tiny beings have no teeth and cannot chew and for so many other reasons, their meal (breast milk or formula) is fluid based. That fluid? Of course it's water!!! 88% of breast milk is made up of water. And Amniotic fluid? The stuff that cushions and nourishes your unborn baby? You know, protects it from external shocks; allows nutrients to pass from mother to child? Hello? 50-70% I think my point has been made.


Virtually everyone knows water is for cooking, drinking and cleaning and for generating energy. We all know the agricultural value of water but how many of us think of transportation? In some parts of Ghana, especially during the rainy/flooding seasons, you'll find that boat/canoe is the only available method of transportation. Once dry paths become waterlogged and its not rare to find people moving to and from their jobs on water vessels.

I yearn to stroll the streets of Venice, and to drag my hand through the waters of its canals while I enjoy a magical moonlit gondola ride, (I'm still a hopeless romantic, no matter how pessimistic I pretend to be) and perhaps one day I shall follow Mrs. Bucket and take a trip on the QEII. For millennia, water crafts have been used for transportation and permit activities such as fishing. How many offshore oil drills have been set up over the past lord knows how many years? How were those giant monstrosities set up?



Did you know that people build houses on water? Perhaps you have heard of Nzulezu? It's a village in the Western Region of Ghana where the people have their houses on stilts on Lake Tadane. An entire village on water!!! In Benin, on the river Nokoue, and in some parts of Thailand, you will find this is common. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what these people subsist on and I for one marvel at the way they interact with their environment.

Remember the really fine Chinese silk? The kind they used to clothe their emperors in? Contrary to most people's beliefs, silk isn't grown on trees like cotton is. It's spun from the cocoons of the silkworm. And the trick to growing gorgeous cocoons is to feed and water the silk worms regularly. The water required is the clean, fresh mineral water from their vestal lake, streams and pools. Sadly, with industrialisation, not only is it difficult to find people willing to practice this ancient craft, but the pure water used to water the worms is no longer well, pure. Factory run-offs now pollute those water bodies and it seems we've lost a fine art.

Oh, I shouldn't forget to mention the fun things we do with water. The snorkelling and skiing and swimming and omg DIVING!!! I yearn to visit Water World and play with the seals and dolphins. Oooh and to kiss a killer whale....as always, I digress. And the religious uses, all those purificaton rights!!!

Physiotherapists prescribe water exercises for a lot of their patients. Soaking in a hot tub is guaranteed to soothe your aches and pains and a lot of women these days are opting for water births. I have my reservations about the safety of these for the baby but am in total agreement with the fact that it eases the delivery for the mother. Swimming is recommended for a full body work out and I've been told several times to start swimming to strengthen my back muscles and to help with re-aligning my spine (good luck with getting me back in the water). There's so much more you could do with water that I haven't covered!!!

Water covers 70.9% of the earth's surface but did you know that over a billion of the world's population has no access to clean water? 97% of the water is saline water in the seas and oceans. 2.4% is locked up , frozen, in the icecaps, 1.6% in underground water and about 0.6% is in streams, lakes, rivers etc. The entire earth's population of animals (including humans) relies on this 0.6%. In the less developed countries, people have to travel great distances to collect and store water of poor quality for their day to day activities, leaving them exposed to all sorts of diseases, infections and dangerous animals (I include some humans in this category.)

I fully believe that the next world war will be fought over access to water, and not oil. In Ghana for instance, even in the major cities, you will be hard pressed to find someone who has water flowing regularly in their residence. Storage tanks and reservoirs have become essential to the ghanaian household and people pay loads of money to have water delivered to their homes. If this is the situation in the major cities, then can you imagine what people in the rural areas have to contend with?
Lack of clean drinking water exposes people to  water/sanitation related diseases. These pictures were taken in a part of Ghana. The water body pictured (it's a conduit from a dam) is known to be a breeding ground for the vector of schistosomiasis and yet it's the only open source of water for miles. Boreholes sunk in the area proved to be no better, as it was discovered that the mineral content in the water was too high for consumption. A few of the boreholes were declared safe for drinking and its not uncommon to see people leaving one village and walking for miles to fetch clean water for their cooking needs.
You can imagine however the risks they still face, as they still turn to the water from the river for their cleaning and agricultural activities. These women were washing vegetables in their bare feet. They're easy prey for the agents of schisto unlike the consumers who are at NO risk (by the time the veggies get to us, the agents are long gone). Thankfully, with education, they are now aware of the risks involved and hopefully the next time I see this, the women will be wearing Wellington boots and thick gloves to protect themselves.

Did you know that Ghana has a water policy?, I certainly didn't. I discovered the Ghana Water Resources Commission and from the state of their website (it's not been updated in ages!) I've concluded for now, that they're either really busy (too busy to let us know what they're up to) or not very effective.

Water acts like a double edged sword from time to time and becomes even more nasty when mankind decides to mess with it. If you've ever slipped or fallen asleep in a bathtub, been carried out to sea or nearly drowned in a pool, you have my sincerest sympathies. I almost drowned some years back and have only gotten in a swimming pool once since. I learned not to play with that particular sword and now have a new respect for it. Remember the Tsunami in Indonesia a couple years ago? All those sunken ships with their bellies loaded with treasure? Who could forget the titanic, or the damage dealt to New Orleans when Katrina hit? Yes, it giveth and taketh, and most of us would rather be collecting from water than giving back.

Earth scientists believe quite strongly that global warming and climate change is contributing to ecological disasters such as the flooding in Pakistan. The ice caps are melting!!! And not into your streams and rivers, No. They're melting into the oceans and the effects are astronomical! If you've been to Keta, you may have noticed the sea defense project. Hundreds of people have lost property in that area. I have an aunt who was struggling to keep her home from greedy in laws. She laughs bitterly now and tells them to go dig the land from the sea. If you're one of those people poo pooing climate change, ask yourself why it no longer hails in the Eastern Region of Ghana, and why The Osu castle is at risk of disappearing. We need to take a page from the good people of Holland and build better defences if we want to continue to live along the present coast of Ghana.

A major source of drinking water is the collection of rainwater/ precipitation. My grandfather, before water was connected to his home, used to collect and filter rain water for all his domestic needs. I wouldn't recommend that now. A result of Industrialization we now have to contend with Acid Rain. Rain/precipitation is essential for the renewal of that 0.6% of non saline water. Now imagine the effects on agriculture and property when the rain itself is poisonous and corrosive? And the runoffs that enter our streams and rivers before making their way to our taps? Polluted water (through our own fault) from our sewage and factory wastes is going to be the death of us.

If you've never lived in an area where water is scarce to come by, odds are you waste this precious product. I asked myself what I could do to cut down on water consumption some years back and I stick to them like glue. Hopefully, now you know why it's so important, you'll also learn to conserve it. And in the case of people paying an arm and a leg, (like I do) for water to be delivered, you can actually save yourself some money.

Do you need that shower or Jacuzzi? Would it not be better to use a bucket so you can cut down on the quantity you utilise? I use a bucket and on the odd weekend, I take one relaxing bubble bath to relax my muscles. It's my guilty pleasure which I combine with my physiotherapist's advice but once I take up swimming, I'm sure I'll rule it out completely.

Instead of letting the water run while you do dishes, perhaps you could fill the sink with warm water and leave it for the duration of your mealtime until everyone is done washing their plate. And when you brush your teeth, please use a cup or glass, or remember to shut off the tap between rinses. I've seen people leave the tap running while they brush. It's a senseless waste :(

Wash your car from a bucket, not a hose. I give mine a good cleaning at a washing bay on occasion, when I need to have the bonnet and undercarriage flushed out, but daily cleaning involves a bucket and large duster. NO laundry detergent!!! It ruins your paint job! Get a car shampoo if you really want to see lather or buy yourself some wax.

One thing you can do is, instead of watering your garden with a hose, save your laundry water. Let it rest and scoop off the scumm from the top and drain off the clear water for watering your garden. And you can collect your rain water for this purpose also. It all starts from YOU. Conserve water today.

You know how it is when you have so much to say and such little time to do it, well that's the case here. Some of my fellow bloggers have said what I'd like to about the importance of clean drinking water and why we should make it accessible to everyone. Benjamin Anyan writes beautifully and I love what he has to say about the topic.And you should check out Nana Kofi Acqua's gorgeous descriptives. I'll keep updating FYI.
And now that I'm finally fed up of rambling, I'ma stop here. More in my next post :)

~Daixy~
Yes, I know it's a day late but better late than never, eh? I dunno what's going on with blogger but my preview looks nothing like the final product,  Edited this stuff a million times to make it passable grr
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Monday, 27 September 2010

Chotto Kawaiiii

Child held in a car seat by a five point harnessImage via Wikipedia


Driving out with dad today, I was busy running my mouth off when I heard a little voice calling, "bye bye..."  Looking up at the SUV next to me, I noticed the little tyke waving at me from the passenger window.  Forgetting the point I was making to my dad, I found myself turning into a squealing baby lover.  "Aaaaaw aren't you cuuuuuute!  Buh Bye......"  Complete with giant smile and waves. It's this quarter life crisis I tell you!  I can't resist cute and adorable children!!!!!




And then I spent most of the rest of the drive gushing to dad about how cute the little boy was and how when I have kids I'd want them to be as sweet as that one.  It wasn't until later that I realised,

  • He was in the front seat
  • On his mother's lap
  • He wasn't in a car seat!!!
  • His mother didn't smile at me (maybe she doesn't like people complimenting her son and refusing to compliment her :P) 
  • I want one of my own!!! Not in the distant future, or next year, or tomorrow....I want one NOW!  The boyfriend better get to work fast lol.
I got nothing but mad rambling today.  Sorry.......I'm going to give myself a good work out and get off this happy high lol
~Daixy~
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    Sunday, 26 September 2010

    Up to here......

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    I wish that I didn't have to feel
    For numbness to mask the pain
    That I had space to heal
    And didn't have to see your cheating face again

    I wish you'd just leave me be
    To live my life in peace
    Must you keep tabs on me
    Ensure that I'm still down on my knees?

    Don't you think you've done enough
    To tear my world apart
    To shatter dreams of my gullible youth
    And trample on my oh so fragile heart?


    I'm sick and tired of crying
    Of wondering what I did wrong
    Even though I realise that you were a lying
    Cheating Ass all along!

    Congratulations!
    You almost broke my spirit
    But you really should cease your jubilations,
    You see, because I've finally hit my limit

    So I'll say this one last time
    I've had enough of you
    And I'll get over your insidious crime
    If it's the last thing I do

    Quit trying to check out my facebook
    And calling me up on the phone
    Don't come over to give me that puppy dog look
    And for goodness sakes, LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!!!

    ~Daixy~
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    Wednesday, 22 September 2010

    Cowards! Stand there and take it like a man....

    To whom it may concern,



    Thanks ever so much for running into my parked car.  Thanks so much for choosing not to wait around for the owner of the ride you scraped.  Thanks for leaving that wide and long dent for me to fix.  And above all, thanks for proving yourself to be a coward.  The least you could have done was leave a note on my windscreen with an apology and maybe even a number so I could call and thank you for at least being responsible. 



    I think you are a coward for not facing your crime and wish someone would do far more damage to whatever you have the misfortune of driving.  As I take out money I should be using to pay school fees or feeding my family to fix the dent and scratch you left, I'll be wishing for a thousand skunks to bathe you in their juices and hoping that someone chooses to put sugar in your petrol tank.

    I'm pissed off beyond measure and hope you never let me get wind of your identity.

    Just saying and hoping you have a sucky day.


    ~Daixy~
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    Saturday, 18 September 2010

    When Life is Just too Hard to Deal With: 13 yr old girl commits suicide!!

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    Reading the paper today, this story caught my eye. Girl, 13, Commits Suicide.

    Apparently, thirteen (13) year old Abigail who lives with her Aunt (Beatrice) in Takoradi decided that life was just too much for her to deal with. This child hanged herself for what she claims to be unfounded accusations of promiscuity and theft. A day after reporting the suicide to the police, Beatrice produced a "suicide note" in which Abigail is said to have stated that a colleague and friend of Beatrice's (Sophia) had accused her of stealing phone cards and a charger. The little girl went on in her note to state that her aunt had accused her of flirting, and most importantly, denied those claims.

    Perhaps I'm being picky, but shouldn't the police when they investigated the scene, have discovered the note? What sort of detective work did they do? If you come across a suicide scene, isn't the first thing you do after checking to see if there is any sign of a pulse to look for a note?

    I wonder who this little girl was. I may not have known her, but I wish I knew who she was and what happened to her. I think about whether or not she had NO ONE to talk to about the persecution she felt she was facing. I'm wondering how bad it had to be for her to decide to end it all. I've already given her a profile in my head. Most likely she is orphaned and living with the only relative who would have her. Or perhaps her parents are incapable of caring for her and chose to send her to stay with a better off relation, as is often the case here in Ghana.

    My question is, how did this child come to the conclusion that she could go to no one for help? Was there not a pastor she spoke to? A playmate? A concerned neighbour? If it was that bad, could she not have run away? Why did she feel there was nothing else out there for her?

    I wish someone could have saved her from her demons, real or imagined as they may be. I figure what disturbed me most was how in the "Weekend Mirror" an "observer" was quoted to have said that the girl killed herself to cover up her crimes. That person hinted that Abigail may have been pregnant and may have killed herself to avoid punishment. Grr. I sincerely doubt that anyone, choosing to end their life for a crime they committed, would choose to leave the sort of note Abigail did. Most likely, she would have apologised for her crimes in the note. It would take a truly bitter soul to leave a farewell note declaring themselves innocent of a crime they committed. Like, think of it. If you're leaving the world anyway, why hide your sins? It doesn't gel with me. This girl in whatever state she was in, still felt the need to declare her innocence. And goodbye she wrote out in capital letters? She made it very clear who it was she was running from. If she truly were pregnant, would she not have given some explanation on that? Perhaps an apology for killing her unborn child?

    So now, I feel terrible for her aunt, who most likely did not realise what was going on. Surely, she never meant to harm the girl. It's quite probable that there were reasons for her to believe Abigail was headed for trouble and she acted the only way she knew how. How can this woman feel now, taking the blame for this tragedy?

    Whether she is responsible or not, I doubt there is any way that she will be able to get out of this without feeling guilty. Little Abigail did far more than take her own life. She marked at least one woman for life and most likely ruined their reputations. This woman will forever blame herself for not seeing this coming, for not dealing with the situation properly, for not listening.....you know us humans; even without the note, she'd make herself responsible.

    This raises a lot of issues about the way children are raised in this country. How much is too much chastising and ridiculing? When is it not okay to call a child up, sit them down and tell them to the face that their actions are wrong? When should you give up on correcting a child and guiding them on the right path?

    This is where counseling services would be helpful in Ghana. Sure, a person has committed suicide, but what of the people who are left behind, those that feel guilty? Who is to save them from sinking into the same states that their friends and loved ones were in?

    I feel that if we had better child services, if CHRAJ and WAJU and other social services were running properly in this country......would Abigail still be alive? I'm wondering how many more cases such as this will have to occur before something is done in this country and wish that people who have the Know How will step forward and DO SOMETHING about mental health issues in Ghana. At least our children should have one place they can go to when they feel oppressed and depressed.

    It's bad enough when adults who should know better commit suicide but when our children turn to it? We should know by now that we have a problem and our Nations leaders should quit arguing about which members of parliament are homosexuals and actually get down to doing their work. People like Derrick Adjei, should be talking about ways to keep our youth from pulling stunts like this, not mouthing off about Akuffo Addos's supposed diminutive stature. Just you wait! Your time in Daixy's corner will come sooner than you think.

    ~Daixy~

    related posts:
    Daixy on Suicide Prevention day
    Daixy on Suicide Debunked
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    Saturday, 11 September 2010

    Happy Birthday Lil' Miz Daixy.....

    Right. Getting down to brass tacks.
    Iz Mai Berfdai!!!
    I'm growing old. it's as simple as that lol. For every year that's tacked on, I'm reminded that I'm no longer nineteen. I was so happy at nineteen. As Ray Charles would say, "It was a very good year". I had just started uni and discovered that once again, I was the "Americano in town" and I had the time of my life shocking people who would gossip in twi about me and the tomboyish way I dressed. It was, and still is wonderful to see their faces when I call up someone on the phone and start speaking fante LOL. Oooh and I discovered Asian Cooking back then and boy, did my kitchen smell good that year?!
    But I do realise that there's much I appreciate in the years after that. I've done and learned a lot and most importantly, I'm on the road to self discovery and happiness. I've no doubt of that. Me and the boyfriend celebrated our one year anniversary :) Oh and I picked up Guitar....I've gone back to the kitchen....and even better, I've made wonderful new friends who care enough to start calling before midnight to wish me a happy birthday lol. Thanks guys....Now I'm wide awake rofl.



    I didn't know I'd make it this far and I have to thank God for getting me here. I've been wandering about blindly and yet I've not done half bad methinks. I guess the big wish for my candle this year is that I discover what it is I am meant to do. I know, I know, I'm always demanding something from you but you're like, GOD! Who else am I going to make wild demands to? lol.
    I just wanna give a birthday holla @ the peeps who are blessed enough to share my special day:
    Fr. Edmund Neizer (formerly of St. Kizito's Catholic Church)
    Mrs. Ewuley (Christ the King International School- She taught me in 4th year)
    Donald Griffith (Who probably doesn't remember me ROFL)
    Barry White (I love you man! Your music will live on!!!!)
    Yao Ming (One of these days, me and you have to shack up. Dunno how I'll explain the half co baby but I thank God for the Portuguese blood in my BF lol) {Did I mention my mom is fascinated by you? She says she won't mind having you for a son in law)
    Jennifer Hudson (My voice is nowhere near as strong as yours is, but I can't wait for the day me and you get to belt out a couple of songs @ the BET awards)
    Reuben Studdard (You're a lucky man to share my spotlight lol and YES I'm that vain).
    September (I adore Cry For you!!! And I hate that you've chosen the stage name I woulda picked rofl)
    Paul Walker (I have to admit that you're drool worthy. Not like Barry, but drool worthy nonetheless)
    So yeah, Happy birthday y'all and remember to have a good one. Barry, remember to put in a word for me to the Big Guy. Oh and see if he can't make me 19 again? ;) Oh and I hope you, Marvin, Teddy, Raye and Luther aren't giving Michael a hard time. The six of you would be AMAZING together.
    So yeah, today, I'm gonna eat and drink enough for all of us (Fruit Juice). Umm..I figure I'll drink 1/8th of what Yao would. He's got a bigger tank than I do. Oh and this year I'm not gonna try to call him up so I can scream, "Yao! I want to have your giant babies!" I think I'll send him an email instead ;) Just in case Nanasei is reading this, NO, there will be no milkshakes. Just smoothies ;) And pardon the randomness but did warn you (check out my profile and get used to it).
    Much Love,
    ~Daixy~
    PS. @ the boyfriend....Arigatou Gozaimashita mai koibito. Aishiteru!
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    Friday, 10 September 2010

    When life is just too hard to deal with: World Suicide Prevention Day

    Today is World Suicide Prevention Day and it's got me thinking a lot about things I can do to make the situation better in Ghana.  Depression, Suicide and abuse are not treated properly in this country but at least we have CHRAJ and WAJU.  Depression and suicide and mental health issues are ignored in Ghana and I believe that's a huge boo boo.  I don't know why it is that we are so afraid of death.  It's a subject most do not want to discuss and even more so when someone takes his/her own life.  But I think burying our heads in the sand won't make the problem go away.

    Adults and children alike have been committing suicide in Ghana for several years.  Our poor record keeping though, means we don't have actual figures.  Most info on suicide in Ghana comes from the sensationalist tabloids who aren't given much credit for their newsworthiness.  We get stories like this one from time to time which shock us to the core momentarily and then we go about our daily business and forget all about the tragedy.

    According to this article, over 1500 people, most of them between the ages of 20 and 35, were reported to have committed suicide in 2008.  I checked the Annual report of the Ghana Health Service and this wasn't mentioned. I truly wonder if these reported cases come from the Ghana Police Service or the Health service.  Where are these figures from?!!!  The 2009 Annual report doesn't mention Mental Health at all.  In 2007 however, according to their annual report,only 3.6% of the budget allocated to the Ghana Health Service went to the Mental health Services.   3.6%?  Healthy Mind Healthy Body!!!!  I know we have major diseases to deal with like TB and Malaria and Lymphatic Filariasis but seriously.....3.6% explains why we have so few mental health centres and why they are understaffed.  Shame on you GHS.  You should know better.

    I have heard that KNUST has started a counseling centre to deal with these issues amongst its students. It's a wonderful idea, what with the number of jumpers Tech has had over the years.  In searching for that, I discovered Lifeline Ghana.  I wonder if they're fully operational and will be looking deeper into it.   They were kind enough to list their phone numbers so I will be giving them a call.


    I'd love to see Legon do the same thing Tech is rumoured to be doing, and eventually spread it out all over the country. Anyone interested in seeing that happen should holla @ me.  I'm ready to get stuck in but will need all the help I can get.  More people on board will give us a bigger voice.

    So um, Happy Suicide Prevention Day! :D  Remember to hug your loved ones and tell them you care. And that loner of a coworker, maybe you should invite em out for a cup of coffee. I want to see us do this all day of the year.  This ain't christmas to think about only on the D day :)

    Anywho, don't forget to check out :

    WHO
    IASP
    WHO WSPD statement 2009

    ~Daixy~
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    Thursday, 9 September 2010

    Hypocrisy at its best......

    Y'all need to see what the Diva has to talk about today.

    I certainly couldn't have said it any better meself.


    Soliloquies of a Diva

     ~Daixy~
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    Tuesday, 7 September 2010

    When life is just too hard to deal with: Myths debunked

    "Ghanaians don't get depressed,"  This comment had me laughing early last week.  "it's americans like you who flip out over everything."   
    First of all, I am very much a Ghanaian.  I simply open myself up to other cultures :P 
    Second, just cuz I've had a very interesting past and it's scarred me a bit doesn't mean I'm mentally unsound.  Why should it take a crazy person to think about steps to prevent suicide? I find it odd that the second I try to talk about rape, abuse, suicide or depression, it becomes a game of driving nails into dry concrete with me bare fingers!
    Third, dealing with my issues shouldn't stop me from facing up to reality and saying, I want to do something about this.  Doesn't have to stop me from starting whatever movement I want or lobbying my local MP or regional health director for infrastructure I believe should be in place. And now that that rant is over, I can get down to the business off the day.


    What I'd like to do today is debunk a few myths about self harm and suicide.  I can't cover them all and I'm not going to explain what they are.  Links below should be sufficient methinks....
    Suicide rates per 100,000 peopleImage via Wikipedia 

    Myth:  Suicides don't occur in Ghana.

    Fact:  Suicide occurs all over the world. In fact, it is the 10th leading cause of death globally. Over a million people commit suicide every year all over the world.  Sadly, no one seems to be collecting data on suicide in Ghana and most of Africa.  We do not as yet have the necessary systems in place for reporting and recording of suicide attempts and successes. The map above is as accurate as the WHO can make it.  Without actual data, there is nothing they or any other organisation can do.

    To save face, families in Ghana bribe police officers and medical practitioners into changing the cause of death.  This is most especially so when they are christian.  As such, the police and hospitals here very rarely report such cases.

    Myth: People hurt themselves or attempt suicide for attention.

    Fact: Au contraire. People who self harm are simply trying to feel, something anything. They usually are detached from this world and feel they are alone, unloved, repressed. Cutting, burning, they turn to pain as they cannot feel happiness, love. Other times, they are punishing themselves for some crime they perceive they committed.  A lot of people suffering from PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) will do this. Quite often they have suffered physical or sexual abuse and are unable to deal with the psychological fallout.  The result therefore is a need to externalize the pain, to "make it real."

    Myth: People who talk about suicide are looking for attention.

    Fact: People who talk about suicide are reaching out for help. They've thought about it and are scared that they'll actually go through with it.

    Myth:  If you're depressed, just make yourself happy.  Snap out of it.

    Fact:  If it was that easy, your friend, family member, colleague wouldn't have the cuts, burns and bruises they do, and most importantly?  They wouldn't be thinking of ending it.

    Myth:  Suicide occurs without warming.

    Fact:  Usually, suicide victims will leave some sort of clue as to what they intend to do.  There is always some verbal or behavioural hint. Most often though, these clues are ignored or not taken seriously.

    Myth:  Asking someone if they are thinkingof suicide will plant the idea in their head.

    Fact: Talking about suicide will NOT give a person who is not considering it ideas.  If you feel the need to ask someone this question, then most likely they've left clues that led you to that conclusion.  Asking them will not make them go out and do it. A lot of suicidal persons will be relieved to have someone ask them about it.  It's a huge burden to bear by oneself and someone who has been struggling with the urge and wants a friend to talk to will actually be grateful for the opportunity to share some of their fears.

    Myth:  Once a person has attempted suicide, he or she will never try it again.

    Fact: If your friend or loved one has made the attempt before, please keep an eye out, especially when they are under stressful conditions.  People who make attempts and fail are most likely  to come up with a different plan of action, with the sole aim of actually going through with it.  Perhaps the last time you were lucky enough to grab him before he ran under a bus.  Well next time, perhaps your friend would have researched on the number of pills he needs to swallow and would have made sure to lock his door.

    Please do not treat any threat of suicide lightly.  If you suspect someone of having suicidal thoughts, talk to them. Find out if they have a definite plan. Someone who has gone so far as to set out a plan (or several plans) has had a lot of time to prepare and could take action at any minute. Try to get them to talk about their problems and see if you can get them to go see a counselor. Look for signs of self harm. Usual suspects are long sleeves (even in hot weather) to hide ligatures on the arms and a reluctance to dress in shorts/skirts. When your friend, daughter, colleague suddenly changes their style of dressing to cover up, it's usually a sure sign of distress.

    Sources and links:
    Self Harm
    Self harm on the BBC

    ~Daixy~
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    Monday, 6 September 2010

    When Life is too hard to deal with: To Write Love On Her Arms

    To Write Love On Her ArmsImage by ninniane via Flickr
    So, I was going to write one big piece for this week as suicide prevention day is coming up, but it just made me sad, depressed and frankly, I entered a dark place. I decided instead to provide links to info I think the world should read and give the little extra that I feel should be stressed on. Addiction, Depression, Self Harm and Suicide are topics that truly matter to me, right up there with abuse. I consider addiction, self harm and suicide to be abuse, not only of oneself, but of the people around you.   They do far more harm than we expect, scarring the lives of millions of people each year.
     
    To Write Love on Her ArmsImage via Wikipedia
    I want to introduce you guys to TWLOHA (To Write Love on Her Arms).  It's a movement dedicated to the above.  TWLOHA has been raising awareness about addiction, depression, self harm and suicide since 2006.  They link people to hotlines and rehab centres close by and they offer real life stories from real life victims.  TWLOHA is all about showing people that they are not alone, that they are loved, and that life is so worth living right.  Feel free to visit their site and read their blog. The only problem I have with TWLOHA is that it's transitioned from a movement into a fad.  Everyone is writing love, but not everyone knows why.  I think we should all know the reasons why we do what we do.  I missed TWLOHA day this year (was in febuary), I think the decision was made to randomise it so it's not treated like christmas, where people think about it only at that time of the year.

    For those of you out there who are feeling lost and all alone, who think constantly of suicide, who hurt yourselves:  remember, don't pick up that razor, don't slice up that wrist.  Instead, write "Love" on your arms. 


    I write love on my arms.  Hopefully, you will too.....

    ~Daixy~
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    Saturday, 4 September 2010

    Random event on the road in Accra........


    Timeline: Yesterday

    Red, yellow and green (unlit) LEDs used in a t...Image via Wikipedia 

    Venue: 37 Military hospital traffic light.

    "That monster hates my guts!!" Always has! Like, this bad old monster waited till it was my turn to move through the stand-still traffic to turn it's angry red glare on me!!!  (Like it always does!!!) Anywho, so I'm on my way to work and the light stops me, and there's this trotro in the lane next to me who overshot the light by like a metre. I'll tell you why I'm mentioning that in a minute.So I'm grumbling and cussing at the light when this guy comes up to my window and asks me to buy some of his grapes.  They are big and juicy looking but I'm not carrying any loose change and don't feel like waiting for him to try and change a big note but I digress.



    This young grape seller (did I mention that he looked HAWT?  He shouldn't be selling by the roadside)  he begins lambasting this woman in the backseat of the trotro.  Apparently she dropped a used "pure water" sachet out the window and into the street.  The woman ignores said young man and rolls her eyes.  The young man keeps complaining then bends over to pick up the bag.  It's what he does next that's got me grinning even now.  Just as the light turned green, he shoved the bag through the woman's window and into the trotro!


    It is so refreshing to see that people still care about the environment.


    Or is it because the AMA holds the street hawkers to task when the area is filthy, hmm?  LOL


    ~Daixy~

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    Wednesday, 25 August 2010

    Music

    Ghana's 50th Independence Anniversary national...Image by nova3web via Flickr


    My voice; the anthem
    To which your body must rise
    Erect, rigid; in token salute.
    Acquaint yourself with the quake
    From your powerful thighs
    For I intend to play all day


    ~Daixy~ 
    Seems this is a naughty week for me.   I know I'm leaving myself open but here it is.  I have no idea what's gotten into me :P but I'm using this as continuation to Chemistry.  Class is in session ;)
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    Thursday, 19 August 2010

    Broken.....



    I am
    A broken record
    You’ve coaxed out all I have to offer
    Played me one too many times


    I am
    Abused, ruined
    Condemned to suffer
    Victim of your elaborate crimes


    I am
    A fallen star
    Landed in your gutter
    I sparkled once!  Now I’m covered in grime


    I am
    Your broken record
    You’ve pried out what I have to offer...
    For the very last time


    ~Daixy~
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    Tuesday, 17 August 2010

    The Skin I'm in.....


    Sweet like chocolate
    Smooth as silk
    Dark like coffee
    Skimped on the milk
    Redolent of a lotus field
    And blessed with a mellifluous tongue,
    I Am Regal, African, Mother,
    Proud 
     A true gift of the gods.
    Now, is it any wonder that I refuse to yield?

    ~Daixy~

    Dunno why I was up at 2am but at least I got something out of it.  I know I'm a pseudo feminist and African but does anything stop me from displaying my roots? :P  Ghanaian girls, please don't shoot me for picking a pic of a Nigerian model.  I beg oh! 
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    Saturday, 14 August 2010

    Guess Who's back....

    Guess who's back?
    Back again?
    Daixy's back
    Tell a friend ;)
    So this little lady went on a road trip and worked her arse to the bone. Two weeks of hard work never killed anyone right?
    After two weeks in the lovely Upper East Region of Ghana, I am back home.  It feels wonderful to be back in my own bed, to curl up with my kitty Ginger next to me. I really missed him.  He's lost so much weight since I've been gone :(  No more stuffy hotel rooms, no eating strange stuff that makes my tummy grumble, and even better?  I have my kitchen back!!!  No more MSG.  Just plain old good Daixy cooking.



    I'm not looking forward to the stress of regular work and home, but I did miss my family and friends.   I'm no longer the stranger everyone mistakes for a young doctor (which can be interesting at times)  and I won't be laughed at for pronouncing words wrong.  I had so much salt, cuz I was eating lunch at a local bar (lunch being a couple sticks of khebab from the self acclaimed "best khebab in town").
    So, fun things I got to do on this trip?  Well, I witnessed a donkey fight.  The lighter toned donkey had a firm grip on the others ear and wouldn't let go. 
    Our guide got out of the car to seperate them and that's when the victim turned into the attacker.  I had a good lol at that, cuz whereas the light donkey was biting his ear, this dude went for his tail.  He didn't make it though ;)
    Our local guide informed us that these usually docile creatures can bite and kick each other to death and for no apparent reason.  There were no females about, they had nothing to prove to each other...And I can bet you they just ran off to find someplace more private to finish off the match.
    I was hanging out of the car to get these shots.  Kinda disappointed that my zoom wouldn't get in any farther :(  That moment where the darker donkey's teeth were about to snap onto the others tail?  Breathtaking.  I was actually cheering him on lol.  (Woso ka no bi!!!)
    I love this side of  Ghana.  It's nature: clean and undisturbed by urbanisation, exactly as she should be.   Too bad it's not home lol.
    Now I'm off to catch a few zzzs.  Monday's coming up lol
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    Monday, 9 August 2010

    Too much Anime: Dreaming of Ninjas on Motorcycles

    It's very rare that I dream.  My nights are often spent working or writing/reading, maybe fooling around with my japanese lessons.  (Anata wa genki desu ka?)  Anywho, I stay up all night doing whatever I feel like till I pass out from exhaustion and then, I sleep so deep that I do not recall anything that I may have dreamed. If I'd dreamed....



    One night (I can't remember when) I awoke to the remnants of a dream and was so amazed by the sheer stupidity of it that I haven't ever managed to get it out of my mind.
    I was walking down the Legon-Atomic road, late at night.  I remember I was on the left side of the road so Presec was across the street from me.  This dream placed me on the road before construction had began on it.  You know, when there were tall enough grasses for the purse snatchers and escaped mental patients to hide in.
    So I was walking down the road, see? (I hope the peeps from Brooklyn don't "feed me to the fishes" for this lol) Minding my own business like everybody else that's nutts enough to walk out alone at night, when I noticed a light in the distance. After a few seconds standing there like an idiot and watching the light come closer and closer, I realised it was a motorcycle.  What struck me as strange was the fact that, well, it had a NINJA on it!!!
    Yes, people, a ninja.  With full face mask, hitate, katana and all. Fascinated, I stood there while the bike came to a stop right next to me and the ninja swiped out his katana, pointed it at me, and said "Give me your purse".  Like any sensible human faced with a ninja on a motorcycle, I gulped and handed over my handbag.  I even went farther to hand over my earrings! :o
    Now get this.  The ninja grabbed his loot, hopped off the bike and ran giggling into the bush to check on his spoils.  Like wtf?  A giggling ninja?  A stupid ninja?  (Gosh but I have stupid dreams....)
    'So,' one would ask, 'what did Lil' Miz Daixy do?"  Why, what any rational woman would do in such a situation, of course.  Knowing full well that I could not ride a motorcycle, I wheeled it across the street to the Presec School, where two security guards were relaxing under a Nim tree. Lord knows why they were sitting there watching me get robbed but at least I remembered to yank out the keys (unlike the silly ninja)  and then proceeded to walk towards the Madina Police Station. Oh and the ninja had no idea his bike was gone.
    Please don't ask me what happened next.  I couldn't recall anything else upon waking.  But my family and friends have had a good laugh at this one.  I actually think about it when I find myself in a mood.  Cheers me right up :)
    Anywho, Greetings from Bolga and all that.  Don't miss me too much. I'll be home soon....
    ~Daixy~ 
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    Wednesday, 4 August 2010

    Randomness from a Road Trip........

    So, driving up to the Upper East Region of Ghana, I realised that I'm still very much the babbler. And when I babble, I come up with some pretty random topics. Here's some of the stuff that I came up with during conversation while on the road;

    1.  In the aftermath of the events of this year's Africa Cup of Nations, do Algerians drive through Togo?

    2.  Reasons why one should not build a  log cabin in Ghana:
    a) Termites will have a field day, regardless of the treatment methods you employ
    b) You'll be an easy target for estranged family.  All they'll need is some kerosene and a lighter/match and you're toast.
    c) Dogs will forever be marking their territory on your house
    d) Shoddy Ghanaian electrical systems plus a log cabin = bad idea
    e)  Who you gonna call to build your log cabin in Ghana?  Do you call a carpenter, get an artisan from the art centre to carve one up for you?....

     3. No matter how things have changed, there's no way that a grown man will/can accept a "small girl" being in charge of any project coordination, let alone controlling the money associated with it.

    4. I love cheese, books and things on TV, in no particular order.

    5.  Christians are quite possibly the biggest hypocrites there are out there.  We claim to be like Christ, but are nothing like the Son of God.  How do we profess love, and yet turn out to be the strongest "haters"?

    ~Daixy~
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    Monday, 2 August 2010

    From UER with love

    So, this little lady has gotten herself into another adventure.  Unfortunately, I can't go into details about my trip and I'll have to be careful what pictures I put up, but Lil' Miz Daixy is off to save the world again, one little kid at a time.  Last time I was up there, I got to go to the border between Ghana and Burkina.


    Yes, that's me at the border.  I also got to go nutts and messed about with a 99 yr old croc.


    Now I'm known to my friends and family as Shiela or Dundee ;)  Hopefully, I'll have the chance to see more of the area this time around.   I can't wait to see what else I can discover :)

    I'll have internet and will be checking up on the blogosphere, but I doubt I'll be doing much posting or commenting.  Yes, I will be stalking you lot!  Anywho, I'm off for my first day of teaching kids inappropriate things to say ;)  Holla @ y'all later

    ~Daixy~
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    Sunday, 1 August 2010

    15 signs you're watching too much anime......

    1. You dream about Ninjas on Motorcycles (post on this coming soon)
    2. You refer to your life as your Nindo (way of the ninja)
    3. You find yourself learning Japanese so you do not need the subtitles
    4. You find yourself practicing hand seals and jutsu poses
        b. You KNOW all the hand seals and jutsu poses.
    5. You know what a deathnote is and have plans on how to use it
    6. You know what Shinigami, Hollows and Arancars are and can explain the difference between the three
    7. You write fanfiction
    8. You're listening out for your zanpaktu's name

    9. You think Hatake Kakashi and Uchiha Itachi are the sexiest personas
    10. You cried when Jiraiya died
    11. You cried when L died and wished it'd never happened
    12.Your facebook profile picture is of your favourite anime character

    13.You wish there was a comic/anime convention nearby so you could wear your ninja costume

    14. You're wondering who on earth is going to play Yoruichi in the movie version of Bleach
    15.You hated "the last airbender" movie (actually, even people who hadn't seen the anime hated this one)

    Don't ask, and I won't have to lie lol.  What I can tell you is that I've been binging on anime and drama this weekend :)
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    Sunday, 25 July 2010

    Daixy on: Boobs, Vajayjays and Feet, in no particular order.....

    picture source: http://fitnesslines.com

    Through out history, in the various parts of the world, there have been several ideas on what women should look like. In most of africa, women are expected to be shapely.  Wide hips more or less guarantee a woman can bear a man's 15 children and her bantu buttocks are fully expected to cradle a child on her back.  And the giant pendulous breasts?  Oh but certainly both child and husband can enjoy suckling at them ;)  Yes in the western world, thinner bodies are appreciated. An ideal that has led to severe psychological disorders in both male and females (although most often in females) like bulemia and anorexia nervosa. Good job Europe and America.  You've turned a female dilemma into a general issue :)

    For over a thousand years, women in China had their feet routinely broken and bound, with the aim of giving them a wavy "lotus-like gait".  Feet that are already too small (compared to mine), were shrunk down to fit in two inch shoes from as little as 4 years of age!! Why?  Well because the men felt the lotus gait was sexually stimulating.  How any man could bear to look at his wife's unbound feet simply befuddles me.  I honestly doubt that they ever assisted with the constant nail trimmings and the massages the poor women had to endure to try and stave off the pain (which they had to endure for the rest of their lives).  

    WARNING!!! If you are squeamish, please do not read any farther!!!
     
    Of course, in most of Central Africa, some parts of Arabia and Asia, women were having their labia and clitorises lobbed off.  The reasons, well, people (of course they were male) thought the female genitals were ugly and dirty for one.  Chop them off and a woman would be better equipped to clean herself? Forget that for weeks, she would be afraid to attend to natures call; on account of the acidic nature of her urine would cause fresh reels of pain to course through her nether regions.  Gentlemen, imagine touching yourselves down there with hands that are covered in pepper or a hot liniment.  Think of lemon juice or salt in an open wound.  Why would you subject anyone to this kind of inhumane treatment?

    Some (obviously mentally unsound persons) argued that women had no right to enjoy sex and thus insisted on removing the centre of pleasure. What did this lead to?  Frustrated husbands raping their wives, of course.  Well if you make a woman hate sex, why on earth then, would you expect her to WANT to give it up? Yes, these women will stay away from men as intended but did the oh so intelligent males of the species forget that they were in essence, cock blocking themselves? (This actually made me lol.  Amazing what stupidity we can eschew, n'est pas?)

    What drew my ire most was one story I read (back in high school) where a frustrated husband; annoyed that he couldn't get his overly-large african snausage through the tiny passage left by the village wanzam, decided to turn himself into a surgeon.  Without anesthesia, ignoring the basics of sterilization, he beat his wife senseless, cut her open and then proceeded to rape her.

    Did anyone think about the degree of pain these poor women would go through during sex, let alone during child-birth, before instituting this atrocious practice?  No wonder many of them sought ways of abortion and rendering themselves barren. I doubt I could ever finish talking about this particular form of mutilation.  It sickens me to the core and there's absolutely no way I would ever condone it. I'm glad it's no longer in active practice.  Yes, I know it's turned into a covert-op in our Northern regions but at least more and more people are aware of it and more women are standing up for themselves.


    Women in Victorian England were expected to wear corsets. These tended to plump up the breasts while squeezing the spine into a most uncomfortable shape, cinching the waist into a thinner shape and allowing the hips to flare out.    This practice had it's own negative effects.  Imagine having your internal organs pushed out of place, as seen in the picture above (corseted woman is on the left). People dealing with scoliosis would want to slap these idiots who willingly bend their spines out of shape!  I know I want to.... On the other end of the boob shape spectrum, Catholic nuns up until the 1930s were required to wear a linen breast binding under their garments in addition to their everyday vestments. Clergy claimed that this measure was designed to eliminate any potential distraction that the nuns' breasts might cause.Yeah right!  I would far more prefer for wayward priests to go after the nuns than to turn to little children.  How a priest can preach against homosexuality and tout sodomy as an act of the devil, and then force little boys into that act...well that's a rant for another post methinks.

    Oh and let's not forget the women who had to hide their breasts from men (like Joan of Arc so she would be allowed to play soldier).  Yes, it's this topic that's kept me awake since 11pm and will not allow me a moment of peace.  BREAST BINDING!!!  EUGH!!!!  You see, I happened to take a look at Nana Yaw Asiedu's post Breasts Pressed Messed... yeah, you can lay the blame for my insomnia squarely at his feet.


    So, now we're onto an act that is openly active in this day and age.  Women in Cameroon and other parts south of the Sahara have taken to distorting their daughters' figures with the sole purpose of making them undesirable to men. Girls as young as nine years old are being subjected to torture in order to prevent them from being raped.  Most women interviewed insist that they want to prevent pregnancy so their daughters can go to school.  They want to save them from the uncontrollable and horny males lurking round the corners.  As always, when the male of the species is unable to control his instinct for debauchery, it is the female who must suffer.  Why are we not bending penises and making them look like pretzels?
    What affects me the most about these atrocities to women is how mothers will encourage their daughters to suffer through this.  How they manage to brainwash them into believing that they need to go through with it.  A mother will bind her daughters limbs to her own while a wanzam cuts away at her God-given vajayjay.  She will sob along with her and plead for her to withstand the pain.  Girls have been known to dislocate their shoulders while trying to free themselves from those "maternal" arms.  How can a mother pound her daughter's breasts into flat misshapen objects and all the while tell her, "you must bear it.  Think about your education"?
    The only modification we perform on males is circumcision, which is scientifically proven to be beneficial to them.  And guess what?  We do that in a hospital with trained staff and put them on medication so they do not suffer.
    How bad does security have to be in a country before its women have to resort to such drastic measures?  How sick does a society have to be, for it to decide that its women have to destroy their bodies, to deny themselves of any sexual gratuity?  When will women ever be allowed to be free, to walk, talk and breathe as they like?  To decide what they want to do with the natural grace, beauty and passion that they are blessed with?

    I'm SICK AND BLOODY TIRED of women having to constantly feel ashamed of their bodies. Enough is Enough!!!
    I know, I know, I am quick to condemn.  But I fail to wrap my brain around this, to see why it is that us, WOMEN, the bearers of life should have to deal with the nonsense we do.  Why we need to fear for our virginity and constantly be on the lookout for people ready to molest and abuse our minds and bodies.  The next time there is a war somewhere, I want to hear about an army of women marching through the villages and ravishing the local men.  I want to hear about men pleading not to be taken, screaming for mercy while some lascivious female mounts their unwilling bodies and forces them to yield that which they would rather save for a deserving person. Then we'll see what practices would stem with the pretense of protecting you.
    Oh wait, that's never going to happen. You damn lucky bastards can turn yourselves on and off like switches. One would have to feed you an aphrodisiac in order to rape you lot.  I have a new level of anger toward your kind now :(
    ~Daixy~
    It's past 5am and I'm still awake.  This is going to be a weird day, even for me :o Forgive the ranting.  I have a whole lot more to say, I just can't finish it all in one day.
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    Sunday, 11 July 2010

    Daixy on: Backing it up.......

    The thing about making backup plans; Get a backup for your backup and then get a backup for the two you got before. Third time's the charm and all that.....

     image source:http://thesandbox.files.wordpress.com

    Life lesson from working for over a year; it's not enough to have two storage devices, nor is it to rely on one or two friends to show up in your hour of need.  Oh and the comic is for my benefit mostly.  I needed a good laugh ;)

    ~Daixy~
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    Thursday, 1 July 2010

    Daixy on: World Cup Wahala oh, Oga.....

    Wow!  It's been so long since I sat down to type anything that wasn't work related :(  I do apologise for my lackadaisical behaviour when it comes to updating this blog.  Now I'm still very much busy, taking on so many extra projects in addition to my big one, but something drew me out from my hermitage.

    It all began with my Nigerian friends telling me, at the beginning of the WC, to watch while the Super Eagles showed the Black Stars how it's done....Oh wow, you sure showed us yeah?  I decided not to comment on their sad defeat.....until this caught my attention:

     image source: http://www.guardian.co.uk
    Basically, Nigeria's President, Goodluck Jonathan has suspended the Super Eagles from  playing on the International Stage for the next two years.  He has called for an investigation into the hiring of their coach.  It seems a few heads will roll for the poor showing in South Africa, and much as I can understand the President's thinking, SOME TEAMS DIDN'T EVEN MAKE IT TO SOUTH AFRICA!!!! Shouldn't you be glad they made it that far?  Thank God for small mercies and find ways to improve your team spirit and stop spitting in their faces.



    And then you have to factor in the fact that there were far more embarrassing defeats for some other nations (cough North Korea cough cough France cough...)  In fact, there have been all sorts of rumours about North Korea  sending their team to the coalmines as punishment for their poor showing. None of this has been verified, but for a team that came out of nowhere, failed to let any press into their camp, and left South Africa in virtual secrecy....one does have to wonder what's going to happen to them.  The commentators didn't even know their names.  Frankly, the matches with the DPR were quite depressing, with the commentators calling them by shirt number and having to search for their names.  The French Team also wades in murky waters.  Blatter has already indicated his displeasure at the French Government's "interference in FIFA matters", what with Sarkozy calling for investigations into the team's mutinous behaviour in SA.

    Sorry Mr. Jonathan, but I fail to see how the way to prepare your National team for International games can be to prevent them from playing any international games.  Fire your coach if you have to, find some new blood to inject into your team but for goodness sakes, don't suspend them.  The team most likely is going to face suspension from FIFA as a result of this action.  Is THAT what you want, Mr. Jonathan?  For your team to be banned from playing for much longer than necessary?  Someone needs to explain the fine points of Sports Psychology to this man. 

    Goodness, at least when Ivory Coast's National Team was detained  in 2000, it was for their own safety after their elimination from the Africa Cup of Nations. Why not take the normal route?  Find some fresh blood, motivate your players better, train them till they're lean mean football machines and then you can have something to boast about. I really believe that Nigeria needs to rescind this decision before it's too late.  The repercussions far outweigh the benefits in this oh so faulty cost-benefit analysis.

    All I keep thinking about is, if Mills tried to suspend the Black Stars, the Nation would revolt.  (hint hint)

    Enough said lol.

    ~Daixy~
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    Sunday, 23 May 2010

    No one's in the kitchen with Daixy.....


    Caramel Custard

    Cooking Time: 45 minutes

    Ingredients:

    • about 3/4 to 1 cup of granulated sugar (for melting to caramel)
    • 5 cups milk, scalded
    • 5 beaten eggs
    • 1/4 cup granulated sugar
    • 1 teaspoon vanilla
    • 1 teaspoon nutmeg (optional; I just love nutmeg with milk)

    Preparation:

    Melt 3/4 cup of sugar in a small heavy skillet, stirring constantly, until a caramel syrup forms. I like mine a little burnt so wait till it's a dark caramel.  The next step is to pour the caramel immediately into a glass baking dish.  It's important (for me) to be able to coat the entire underside of the dish.

    Meanwhile, heat up your milk in a pan till it's nearly come up to a boil (scalding).  Beat your eggs in a bowl and add the 1/4 cup of sugar.  Pour in a cup of the scalded milk and stir quickly (don't quite beat it) together.  Pour in remaining milk and add vanilla and nutmeg( this tends to float up to the top so you can skip it) and mix properly.



    Set the glass baking dish in a bigger pan. Pour the custard mix into the smaller baking dish and place in the oven at gas mark 5.  Once the custard is place safely in the oven (and you haven't spilled any hopefully) pour hot water into the larger baking pan to a depth of one(1) inch. Bake for about 45 minutes, or until a knife inserted in center comes out clean. 

    Let the custard cool then turn over into a serving dish.  Please remember to pick a wide based dish and remember to pick one that will leave enough room for the caramel sauce.

    So, I've been getting back in the kitchen and redoing the basics.  Of late, I've been making things like chocolate cake with a coffee-cream filling and coated with a chocolate butter frosting. Methinks stuff like that is too complicated for the average diner and with so many flavours, it's difficult to truly appreciate a dish. I think it's time to go back to the clean and simple stuff.  This caramel custard for instance is a wonderful palate cleanser. I like to serve this after a spicy meal to get the heat out of my guests mouths (yes, I tend to like my food hot and spicy).  Anywho, from time to time, when I get the chance to enter the kitchen, I'll present my successes and failures.  Maybe some seasoned vets will offer some advice :)

    Oh and for those of you who don't want to risk breaking the custard when you turn it over, you could use small cups or ramekins.  You could also, instead of baking in the oven,  pour the custard into a cake tin with a cover, seal it tight and place it in a pan of hot water on the stove.  Cover the outer pan and let it steam for about the same time.


    ~Daixy~ 


    PS.  Yes, I know I do it a bit different from the norm.  But this works for me so far. 
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