<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post114898422291681366..comments</id><updated>2007-04-13T02:33:57.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on FrankenGirl: What Monsters Sleep Under Your Bed?</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114898422291681366/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114951755077797939</id><published>2006-06-05T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T10:25:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FG: An acquaintance of mine has contacted me and a...</title><content type='html'>FG: An acquaintance of mine has contacted me and asked that you forward this note to our mutual friend.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Dearest Doriana,&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I am deeply distressed by your beautiful portrait, which C. has hung above the fireplace. I do not mean to alarm you, and it may be nothing more than my feeble eyesight, but it appears that your visage is not aging properly. It distresses me that an already inexplicable process may indeed be reversing itself. Please respond, at your earliest convenience, and tell me that I am seeing things, that it is merely a product of my overactive imagination.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Yours truly &amp;c,&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Eunice</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114951755077797939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114951755077797939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149517500000#c114951755077797939' title=''/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00722567671925063706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114944808132275438</id><published>2006-06-04T15:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T15:08:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Kyahgirl,What a great point you raise!!!  The...</title><content type='html'>Dear Kyahgirl,&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;What a great point you raise!!!  The desire to protect others from dangers without instilling fear; ensuring your children protect themselves without restricting themselves too much.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;This seems a whole topic in itself and I can’t do it justice here, but I’m so glad you brought it to light.  Our struggle to find the right balance - creating as much safety as possible without creating “ivory towers” around ourselves or our loved ones.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Thank you so much for your truly thoughtful comment – :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114944808132275438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114944808132275438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149448080000#c114944808132275438' title=''/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16305376195206859719'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114927837022342478</id><published>2006-06-02T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T15:59:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is such a great post Frankengirl.  I really a...</title><content type='html'>This is such a great post Frankengirl.  I really appreciate your thoughtful and insightful posts. It makes it a pleasure to come here.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;A lot of your commenters have touched on points I want to make. There is one more though.  As a woman raising a daughter, I'm always conscious of the messages I send to her (and to my son).  I want the children to be aware of their vulnerabilites so they can defend themselves, but to be aware of their innate power and their rights to be here, to not be bullied, to have a voice, and a place.  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;There are so many themes about fear and femininism and power that revolve around this. &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;One example I have is that my brother gave me heck for revealing too much about myself on my blog.  I am moderately careful to protect my children and family but I told him, I'm not going to 'hide' in case someone wants to steal my photo and put it on a nude body or something like that.  I won't let the bastards that do that kind of thing make me live in fear.  Also, I think I generate enough good will on my blog that it is a defense in itself. I don't have trolls or nasty people hanging around because they don't enjoy the spirit of goodwill, strength and caring that my blogging friends and family surround me with.  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Fear is so complex, I could blab on for a long time but will stop here.  &lt;BR/&gt;I always learn something when I drop by here. Thanks! :-)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114927837022342478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114927837022342478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149278340000#c114927837022342478' title=''/><author><name>Kyahgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496268340516243071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114925482977227171</id><published>2006-06-02T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T09:27:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"How much you seem to have done Frankengirl!" Hehe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;"How much you seem to have done Frankengirl!"&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt; &lt;BR/&gt;Hehe!  When you're an English Major, you can end up with a lot of odd jobs! - ;)&lt;BR/&gt; &lt;BR/&gt;I didn’t work at an all-boys’ school - sorry for the confusion.  It was a coed public school in an old mill town in which the mills were being shut down.  By “Boy’s Club,” I meant that approx. 70-80% of the faculty and 100% of the administration was male.  In the end, they didn’t want a young idealistic (and yes, somewhat Pollyanna!) feminist coming in and rocking the boat.&lt;BR/&gt; &lt;BR/&gt;I truly regretted leaving the students behind me.  There were lots of tears and I suspect feelings of abandonment on their part, but I had taken too many punches from the administration, and at that time, I was too young to know how to work the system to the students’ advantage.&lt;BR/&gt; &lt;BR/&gt;But PLEASE don’t let this story deter you from considering teaching!!! A Resource Room in an under-funded school is not at all the easiest place to start one’s career - ;)&lt;BR/&gt; &lt;BR/&gt;A friend told me about a job reading scripts for a theatre, and I thought—what Heaven!!!  And yes, it was Heaven (tho Heaven doesn’t pay very well).  One aspect of my job was overseeing literary interns and I loved teaching them "the ropes;" sharing what I had learned with them; being challenged by their questions.  This is the joyful part of teaching for me.&lt;BR/&gt; &lt;BR/&gt;Thank you for your questions!!!  They are a gift, you know - :D</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114925482977227171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114925482977227171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149254820000#c114925482977227171' title=''/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16305376195206859719'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114921889929564891</id><published>2006-06-01T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:28:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow! How much you seem to have done Frankengirl! T...</title><content type='html'>Wow! How much you seem to have done Frankengirl! Teaching to boot as well! And working in Special Resource Room must have been challenging, no doubt. So I gather you worked in an all-boys' school? Would you have the same opinion of teaching if you had worked in a co-ed or all-girls' environment? Also, if you have left teaching, what was the most important factor that made you leave it? Would you do it again? &lt;BR/&gt;Sorry if this sounds like too many questions at once. I was considering teaching too.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114921889929564891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114921889929564891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149218880000#c114921889929564891' title=''/><author><name>mysticgypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17419674376640859205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114921589274285876</id><published>2006-06-01T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T22:38:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, MysticGypsy!“An attack of conscience is a far ...</title><content type='html'>Hi, MysticGypsy!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;I&gt;“An attack of conscience is a far serious matter because one deals with it alone. And many would rather not do so, and hence they might resort to violence because they just don’t know how else to react.”&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Yes, so very insightful - how people project their own flaws onto another or desire a scapegoat to blame for their own weaknesses.  &lt;I&gt;Tenant&lt;/I&gt; is a great example - :)&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Hmm, as for teaching, I loved the students, but I was constantly embattled with the administration at this particular school.  I found the textbooks absurdly backward and uninspiring, and would toss them aside to talk directly to the students.  I was informal and not very obedient to school regulations when I found them limiting to learning.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;There was a “boy’s club” atmosphere at this school and another female teacher who started when I did quit midway through the year.  Once there was a skirmish between two students in the hallway, and I threw my small self between them while two manly men closed their classroom doors to avoid involvement.  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Ah - I should note that I was teaching in the Special Resource Room in which all teens who were unwanted in “normal” classes were thrown.  I found that some of these kids were often bullied in the so-called normal classes and there was absolutely no “intelligence” reason for them to be with me, but those in power appeared to look the other way.  Thus, I ended up with quite a few gifted teens among the struggling ones.  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;The students amazed me with their incredible creativity and their fierce strength against adversity.  They taught me far more than I taught them.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114921589274285876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114921589274285876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149215880000#c114921589274285876' title=''/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16305376195206859719'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114921283367783550</id><published>2006-06-01T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T21:47:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Frankengirl!"I did teach high school"Oh can you...</title><content type='html'>Hi Frankengirl!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;I&gt;"I did teach high school"&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Oh can you share more about your experiences? I'd love to hear them :) Were they positive? &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;If someone's concience is troubled when they come face to face with its negative propensities, this is one reason why they might find goodness intimidating. An attack of conscience is a far serious matter because one deals with it alone. And many would rather not do so, and hence they might resort to violence because they just dont' know how else to react. This is illustrated in &lt;I&gt;The Tenant of Wildfell Hall&lt;/I&gt;, where both Hattersley and Huntingdon abuse their "virtous" wives.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114921283367783550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114921283367783550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149212820000#c114921283367783550' title=''/><author><name>mysticgypsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17419674376640859205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114920044720528302</id><published>2006-06-01T18:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T18:20:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophia!  Hello, fellow petitite (and gym class dod...</title><content type='html'>Sophia!  Hello, fellow petitite (and gym class dodgeress)&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I did teach high school, and on my first day, I was repeatedly mistaken for a new student.  What fun that was - ;)&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;And I agree - MysticGypsy’s comment on Goodness being intimidating is very thought-provoking…</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114920044720528302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114920044720528302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149200400000#c114920044720528302' title=''/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16305376195206859719'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114920008968166419</id><published>2006-06-01T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T18:14:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Admiral!What an astute and candid response to my q...</title><content type='html'>Admiral!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;What an astute and candid response to my question.  &lt;I&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I can say that I have experienced all three myself.  Sometimes, it is hard to know when to give up the fight, but as you say, there are always more battles to be found and fought elsewhere.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114920008968166419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114920008968166419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149200040000#c114920008968166419' title=''/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16305376195206859719'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114917849709790971</id><published>2006-06-01T12:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T12:14:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I too cannot relate to the fear of being feared, a...</title><content type='html'>I too cannot relate to the fear of being feared, as a fellow Petite.  In fact, one of the reasons I decided against becoming a high school teacher was that I felt I wouldn't seem authoritative enough when standing up (literally) against big football jocks!  Silly me.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I like MysticGypsy's idea that goodness can be intimidating.  Good versus evil...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114917849709790971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114917849709790971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149178440000#c114917849709790971' title=''/><author><name>Sophia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05398157989498383639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114917745794272132</id><published>2006-06-01T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T11:57:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think a question for me is when does constructiv...</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;I think a question for me is when does constructive anger become unconstructive?&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Sometimes, I actually have to &lt;I&gt;think&lt;/I&gt; before I say something.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;My anger becomes destructive when:&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;1. Anger turns into resentment.&lt;BR/&gt;2. That I am yelling so loud that no one, including myself, can either hear or listen.&lt;BR/&gt;3. When my conscience "tells" me that I am violating a personal principle I am determined to uphold: That I must accept the things I cannot change, and that raving hurts no one but myself.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;The latter is indeed a bitter pill to swallow, but I cannot destroy myself trying to set aright injustices I have no "control" over.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Unfortunately, there are always other good fights to be fought.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114917745794272132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114917745794272132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149177420000#c114917745794272132' title=''/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00722567671925063706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114917124668827730</id><published>2006-06-01T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T10:14:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, ActonBell!Apparently, the blogosphere finds y...</title><content type='html'>Hey, ActonBell!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Apparently, the blogosphere finds your comments very tasty and eats them right up - ;)&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Yes, I agree about the prez wanting Americans scared.  It’s how he keeps so many in-line.  It convinced my mum to vote for him.  Fear.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Happy Thursday to you!!!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114917124668827730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114917124668827730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149171240000#c114917124668827730' title=''/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16305376195206859719'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114911928732843887</id><published>2006-05-31T19:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T19:48:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, my comment's gone:( What was I saying...I adm...</title><content type='html'>Hey, my comment's gone:( &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;What was I saying...I admired Admiral Pooper's comment, and then said something on the line of what Poodle's Friend said--look at how everyone wants to have nuclear weapons--it's all about respect. And our dear prez wants us all scared, too. I think that's pretty much all I said, anyway. &lt;BR/&gt;Happy Wednesday, Frankengirl:)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114911928732843887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114911928732843887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149119280000#c114911928732843887' title=''/><author><name>actonbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05344781460971466611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114909773540288319</id><published>2006-05-31T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T13:48:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TPF &amp; PAN!!! Hello, world-travelers!“Thus, by inst...</title><content type='html'>TPF &amp; PAN!!! Hello, world-travelers!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;I&gt;“Thus, by instilling fear, the weak gain power and instill more fear in order to maintain it.”&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Hmmm… I think this says quite a bit about dearest Mr. President - ;)&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Lovely to hear from our &lt;I&gt;beloved teen bloggers&lt;/I&gt; – all the way from Bombay!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114909773540288319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114909773540288319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149097680000#c114909773540288319' title=''/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16305376195206859719'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114909504135737597</id><published>2006-05-31T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T13:04:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, instilling fear is a less a luxury of t...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, instilling fear is a less a luxury of the powerful than a means of gaining power. As Machiavelli said, it is better to be feared than to be respected. Thus, by intilling fear, the weak gain power and instill more fear in order to maintain it.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Now what does this tell us about dearest Mr. President?&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;HI FROM BOMBAY!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;TPF and Pan</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114909504135737597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114909504135737597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149095040000#c114909504135737597' title=''/><author><name>The Poodle's Friend</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145759580429858299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114906825328440478</id><published>2006-05-31T05:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T05:37:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, Holly (aka BD)!Wow.  You have really deepened ...</title><content type='html'>Hi, Holly (aka BD)!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Wow.  You have really deepened this issue for me.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Yes, expectations and anticipations can create fears about a nonexistent or self-created monster. Our fear itself can become the very monstrosity we are fleeing.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;I&gt;“Students sometimes tell me that I am ‘intimidating.’ Given that they feel comfortable telling me this, I have to wonder how ‘intimidating’ I really am....”&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Hehe!  Yes!  And being “intimidating” could mean that you are a demanding teacher, which (despite their “fears”) is in their best interest.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Not only are there those who are afraid of authority outright, there are those who resent women in authority, and so I think you may get a double-whammy in some cases.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Thank you for your rich comment and for allowing us to look through the lens of woman in power, who may be feared for no other reason than the fact that she is a woman in power.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I love how you turn “instilling fear” on its head.  You have reminded me that some “fear” is good.  If we have no fear at all, then we may be fools or we may not be truly challenging ourselves.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Your comment has sparked a lot of thought for me.  Thanks! - :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114906825328440478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114906825328440478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149068220000#c114906825328440478' title=''/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16305376195206859719'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114906813742780594</id><published>2006-05-31T05:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T05:35:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, Janet!  Any time you're ready to publis...</title><content type='html'>Thank you, Janet!  Any time you're ready to publish me (ha!), just let me know - ;)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114906813742780594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114906813742780594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149068100000#c114906813742780594' title=''/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16305376195206859719'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114902973805074058</id><published>2006-05-30T18:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T18:55:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting question, as always!Don't you think it...</title><content type='html'>Interesting question, as always!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Don't you think it has something to do with people's own notions of safety and fearfulness?  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I have certainly been afraid of a lot of things in my life--not so much of people but of situations.  A few things I should have been even more afraid of than I was, but I wasn't smart enough to realize how dangerous something really was.  Other things scared me far more than they should have, again because I was inexperienced and didn't understand how little real threat existed.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;At this point I can't imagine being afraid of someone unless they are threatening me with violence or sabotage, both of which I try to avoid inflicting on others.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;You raise the issue of power--&lt;I&gt;I would have considered instilling fear a luxury of the powerful.&lt;/I&gt;  I think a lot of people interpret resentment of power as fear, particularly when the power is held by someone they think shouldn't have it.  Students sometimes tell me that I am "intimidating."  Given that they feel comfortable telling me this, I have to wonder how "intimidating" I really am.... The people I'm truly afraid of frighten me enough that I'm not going to tell them I'm afraid.  I'm going to keep my distance and protect myself.  (Though perhaps there are students who take this approach with me.)&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I have no doubt that students often resent the power I have, but I try not to wield it capriciously, and I state my policies explicitly to reassure them of that.  I don't want to scare anyone, and I try not to be scary.  But some people are simply afraid of power--wielding it, observing it, responding to it.  And with such people, their fear is their problem, not mine.  I'm not &lt;I&gt;instilling&lt;/I&gt; fear, I'm simply the object of it.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114902973805074058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114902973805074058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149029700000#c114902973805074058' title=''/><author><name>Bored Dominatrix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15964950589432882745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114902804196199468</id><published>2006-05-30T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T18:27:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I seriously think you should take some of these po...</title><content type='html'>I seriously think you should take some of these posts and turn them into a book.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114902804196199468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114902804196199468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149028020000#c114902804196199468' title=''/><author><name>Janet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08262988549970554970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114901202981210677</id><published>2006-05-30T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T14:00:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, Tai!  Thanks!  As usual, I have more questions...</title><content type='html'>Hi, Tai!  Thanks!  As usual, I have more questions than answers - ;)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114901202981210677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114901202981210677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149012000000#c114901202981210677' title=''/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16305376195206859719'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114901196496191782</id><published>2006-05-30T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T13:59:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, Admiral!“At the base of all violence is the NE...</title><content type='html'>Hi, Admiral!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;I&gt;“At the base of all violence is the NEED to control—the need to assert one's power over another for self-validation, for self-worth.”&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Well stated (as is your entire comment!).  I think you’re right that controlling behavior often comes down to self-esteem, ego, and as you note, cowardice.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I also wonder if there is a lack of self-awareness, too, in some cases.  An inability to perceive one’s own power and thus, the devastation one has caused/is causing.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Ah, how clever of you to include &lt;I&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/I&gt; in your response! - :D&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;I&gt;“Could it be, then, that both Reeds were frightened of Jane's goodness?”&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;An excellent example!  The Reeds do everything in their power to label, prove and publicly expose Jane as “bad.” &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;I&gt;“‘Good’ anger is as powerful and constructive as bad anger is destructive.”&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Yes!  However, I think a question for me is when does constructive anger become unconstructive?&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Buddhist Nun Pema Chodron has said that if two sides are shouting at each other, no one is being heard, but when an activist confessed to her that she was afraid to stop shouting, because too many are silent, Pema had no easy answer.  Rosa Parks, of course, is a excellent example of someone who did not shout, but was heard.  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Thank you!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114901196496191782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114901196496191782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149011940000#c114901196496191782' title=''/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16305376195206859719'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114900838660052391</id><published>2006-05-30T12:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T12:59:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What an interesting post!I've had alot of those sa...</title><content type='html'>What an interesting post!&lt;BR/&gt;I've had alot of those same questions about what it means to be fearful and what it means to instill fear.&lt;BR/&gt;Thanks!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114900838660052391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114900838660052391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149008340000#c114900838660052391' title=''/><author><name>Tai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03501421874989420807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114900743835526470</id><published>2006-05-30T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T12:43:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So do I, as a feminist, desire women to be seen as...</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;So do I, as a feminist, desire women to be seen as a formidable force?&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Yes. "Good" anger is as powerful and constructive as bad anger is destructive.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Just look at the Civil Rights movement and Rosa Parks.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114900743835526470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114900743835526470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149007380000#c114900743835526470' title=''/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00722567671925063706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114900694176288815</id><published>2006-05-30T12:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T12:35:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>“Often, I think people oppress others when they th...</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;“Often, I think people oppress others when they themselves are the weaker ones.”&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I agree that this is the major reason for not only domestic violence, but other violence as well: rape, bullying, pistol whippings of robbery victims, etc.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;At the base of all violence is the NEED to control—the need to assert one's power over another for self-vailidation, for self-worth. Anger of course is the catalyst for violence, but the need is there first: To be alpha dog when in fact one is a beta—or even an omega.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;But the controller is also a coward, and therein lies the weakness to abuse the weak. A man cannot physically abuse his boss, so he projects his control over his wife and children. A bully, by definition, will always pick on someone smaller. A rapist needs to control women and, when he can't, chooses a vulnerable victim.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;John Reed was a bully and chose Jane, a tiny defenseless girl, to control and abuse. Mrs. Reed hated Jane for a different reason: Jane's verbal cry of "Enough!" exposed Mrs. Reeds oppression and cruelty. I was not surprised that both died tragically and bitterly.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Could it be, then, that both Reeds were frightened of Jane's goodness?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114900694176288815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114900694176288815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1149006900000#c114900694176288815' title=''/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00722567671925063706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114899923143194487</id><published>2006-05-30T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:27:00.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, MysticGypsy!“Often, I think people oppress oth...</title><content type='html'>Hi, MysticGypsy!&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;I&gt;“Often, I think people oppress others when they themselves are the weaker ones.”&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;Yes, I think you’re quite right here.  A deep sense of powerlessness (as much as an overblown sense of power) can stir someone to create a “false” force of fear and punishment.  I imagine this is the case in domestic violence.  A man might feel humiliated at work and take it out on his wife.  Or a mother may feel trapped in poverty and take it out on her children.  &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;So to exert a fearsome force over someone vulnerable to you is quite different than doing the same to one who is threatening you. &lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;I&gt;“For example, someone's goodness may frighten another person so the latter reacts by abusing.”&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;I find it so interesting that you suggest “goodness” is frightening! I’m going to have to think about this more...  (I bet you can name instances in literature, tho!)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114899923143194487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/114898422291681366/comments/default/114899923143194487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html?showComment=1148999220000#c114899923143194487' title=''/><author><name>frankengirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07918457005319335436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16305376195206859719'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://frankengirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-monsters-sleep-under-your-bed.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19595805.post-114898422291681366' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19595805/posts/default/114898422291681366' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>