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I AM WOMAN-PAY ME MORE!?!?! | Seamus O'Sparks


By Seamus O'Sparks on September 19, 2015 — 2 mins read

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I like women. They’re neat. Sometimes I wear their clothes. I definitely try to get “weird” and “diabolical” with them as often as possible. WOMEN-I salute you. I say all of this because I just saw a report on KXAN about women not getting paid as much as men in central Texas. They cited the example of U.T. where a female professor made $40,000 less than a male colleague even though she had 11 more years experience. U.T. said they were “working to close the gap.” Now then, what exactly does that mean? I ask this because after about 6 seconds of reflection I had a pretty viable solution ready: PAY WOMEN THE SAME AMOUNT AS MEN. What kind of work does it take to make that happen? What kind of heavy cogitation and planning does it take to “close the gap?” Do they need a lab full of physicists, engineers, and 12 stout Volga boatmen to accomplish this? I know, I know-things are complex. Money allocation is a bitch (I’d hate for any U.T. football players to lose some funding and miss out on a rub and a tug {fu*kin’ sports}) and it takes more than just online ire to get stuff resolved. But, seriously, man…Like, saying blabber blurb hokum such as, “We are working to close the gap” just reeks of media savvy/institutional-speak hooey. It’s a stock dodge; neither slick nor clever. Oh well… fart, that’s the world we live in. And most of us seem to like it that way. We like the big explosions in our movies and the rote phrases from our public figures. And we like to poop our pampers about whatever cause or antagonism is close to our fat hearts. People hate the government or big oil or the media or immigrants or Monsanto or flapjacks (I hate Wal*Mart and Buc*ees and Disney by the way-they’re evil. They’re our Alaric I, stacking kindling at the gate.) We hate…WE HATE. And to what end? Probably can’t change the game until you change the players. And guess who the players are? US! And there’s the onion. If we want to see change then we have to stop blaming the vapor trails and the I.W.W. and Enron and Denny’s and whatever other “other” you can name, and start looking inward(cue pan pipes). We need to stop being obnoxious experts about everything and start being students of ourselves and each other. Gads- and look at me exercising my mouth as if I know something… I apologize for the tangent and the hypocrisy and I seem to have run off the rails a bit…Where was I, Oh yeah-PAY WOMEN THE SAME AS MEN FOR CHRIST’S SAKE.

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The Story of Seamus

Seamus O'Sparks is the seventh son of a Seventh Day Adventist who went on a seven-day bender starting on July 7, 1977 at a strip club called Seventh Heaven at the corner of 7th St. and 7th Ave. in the West Village.