Monday, December 28, 2009

Here's a Good One from Echidne...

Echidne has a wonderful post for December 27, "A Fully Wired Dark Age" by Anthony McCarthy.
Here's just one provocative paragraph:
Watching several young teenagers, my nieces, nephews and their friends and their use of online media I’m horrified at what it’s leading to. The sales pitch of lap tops in the schools, of online access was that it was supposed to provide children (and adults) with a hugely expanded source of important information. What I’m seeing is that it is the worst of TV raised to a staggering power.
 The comments for this post are especially thoughtful and thought-provoking. I would add, also, that I totally agree there has been a decline in many young people's ability to navigate the English language. Not all of them are so hobbled by the vastly impoverished offerings in American elementary schools, however. My school-age grandchildren are wonderful writers and readers (though one says he "hates English,") and they are at the same time highly media-savvy. But they have been exposed from the cradle not only to the best writing in children's stories but also the best in books and magazines their parents have left around in the house.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

My Baptism Day....

I was born in Nebraska, and when I was one day short of four weeks old, my parents took me to Holy Name parish on December 27 and had me baptized.  I still have the little pink dress they dressed me in. My god parents were the doctor who delivered me and his wife. A good time was had by all.

Baptism is, purportedly, about new life, and on this December 27, I'm starting yet another new life. Appropriately enough, considering they are about beliefs, there are two new items I'm happy to add to my list of "Blogs I Love" for my readers to  njoy. (Thank you all, and Happy New Year coming up!)

#1 is Onward Studio, home of Max Ink Blink Comic's Weblog.  Open Salon has Blink's Christmas Comic "What's to Believe?" I've also posted this on Facebook. So funny, and so right on the mark with what I believe, too.

#2 is Reiko Eoh, one of the authors of Realpolitix.com. Eoh is one off Max Ink's favorites!  and also featured on Open Salon.

I love how you can find stuff you really really like by following your instincts online.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

We Write Letters....

I got this letter in an email from Cathy this morning.  It's so wonderful, I'm posting it here with her permission.  We can't all write as well as she can, but we CAN write to our congress critters--even (and especially) the ones who are rock-headedly set against anything even remotely constructive or beneficial. Here's what Cathy wrote:

Wellll, I sent Harry Reid a note thanking him for keeping the Senate working in the face of Republican intransigence.

The only Republican I could think to contact, not being a person who can stand listening to them for more than 3 minutes let alone remember what they say, was Lindsey Graham. Soooo...this letter is a little angry, but at least it gives me the energy to face the dishes.

Dear Sen. Graham,
Of COURSE the Dems are making stinky deals. You Republicans leave them no choice. I--who believe most people have good hearts--can only excuse this by thinking that you and the rest of your party are locked into an ideology that is at best outdated and at worse evil (although perhaps you really don't know it).

Our nation needs health care, sir, and you and the rest of your party can tell our grandchildren and great-grandchildren how you tried every tactic in the book to stop it. Shame on you.
And, yes, you can throw out this note, because, as you see by the address, I am one of the nearly 1 million Americans who is totally unrepresented in Senate. This in the country that calls itself the most democratic in the world. Again, thanks to ideologues, power-logues, and racists such as yourself. Come to think of it, it is not just our grandkids and the rest of humanity that you will have to face, but God Himself. Good luck.


Cathy

Monday, December 21, 2009

"Emily Dickinson: Her True Self" by Flash Rosenberg

Lida Daehlin, an alumna of Concordia College in Moorhead, MN, and a friend & knitting buddy of LRH, sent this wonderful VIMEO recently.  It's by her good friend Flash Rosenberg, and you'll notice on the VIMEO site that there are more of Rosenberg's unique cartoons.  I especially liked the "Mile High and Dry Club." But here's "Emily Dickinson, Her True Self":



Emily Dickinson – Her True Self from Flash Rosenberg on Vimeo.

Many thanks, Lisa!

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

I hate moving...

...But here i am, doing it again. This is my fate. I have finally wound up entirely alone in a new town--again. I'm tired, and I'm not even one-tenth ready for the movers tomorrow. Well, actually, that's today already. But enough....

Red Nose had a great post today/yesterday (!) in her Holidailies series. It has great photos and sensitive ruminations on her day. She starts out "It seems like nothing has been easy lately," and it hasn't. Her mother is in ill health, and she's been working hard at her job. But at the end, she says her husband smiled at her after work and made her a steak.

Nothing has been easy here lately, either. But believe me, nobody is making me any steaks. I did have a nice chopped salad tonight at the Chop House, though. And the waiter was a nice, friendly guy with a cute smile. God bless waiters everywhere. And God bless the mover guys who are gonna come tomorrow and load up my stuff. And God bless the lady who answers their phones and made sure I'm scheduled.

So, here's to new vistas. The new place has a humongous flat TV thing on the wall in the family room. I just may watch the damn thing if I can figure out how to work it. Or better yet, I may put an ad in the local webthing and see if anybody wants to ride bikes on the many cool paths in the area.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

This just in from Dumfries & Galloway: "I got you want for Christmas, ladies version"

Henry sent this on Facebook...it's very cute. Thanks, Henry. What do YOU want for Christmas? Besides an armored bicycle, that is....

Friday, December 11, 2009

Happy Hanukkah, too.....

Cosmic Navel Lint, one of my favorite (excuse me, faVOUrite) blogs from the UK, has this jolly song for all his Jewish readers. I'm pinching, er..reposting, this one, too. Happy Hanukkah, especially to Tracy & Lisa out there in LALALand! and to Barbara and Jutta right down the street. (And you, too, Mo...even though you are Lutheran.) And Cathy, another lapsed Quaker like XE.

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

Merry Christmas, Everyone!

About this time two years ago, I posted cartoonist Joshua Held's video of "I'm dreaming of a White Christmas." It's turned out to be my most popular post of all time, right ahead of the one about our wood stove in Iowa, the one about my Italian hiking boots, and the one about the Deaf KFC in Egypt.

Here's another musical selection for this Christmas season. Hope you like it. I love it. And I pinched it from Wrath of Dawn.

Love my books!

My mother had been a school teacher before she married, and she convinced me when I was about three years old how much fun it would be if I read to her! She gave me a few lessons in phonics, and I was on my way. She would go about her chores in the kitchen or the upstairs rooms while I droned on from the couch. We'd go to the children's section of the library at least once a week in the summer and check out the maximum number of books allowed. And we had a set of John Martin's Big Book--seven volumes of John Martin's delightful poems and rich illustrations plus fairy tales, mythology, Bible stories, simple stories for very small readers, and just plain nonsense that I waded through from beginning to end. When I entered first grade at the age of five, the teacher would pin a note to my sweater and send me up to perform for the 6th grade teacher by reading a sample of their texts for the big kids.

And my brother Gene and I used mom's phonics method to initiate my oldest niece to reading, too. Her mother wanted her to enter kindergarten before the teachers did, so she made an appointment with the school and brought along my niece. When they were seated in front of the teacher, my sister-in-law picked up a copy of the local newspaper, handed it to my niece, and said, "Read the first article for the teacher." My niece read, and she got into school early. She's now a librarian who blogs about her reading.

I love books, but now they've multiplied in my place to the point where I've decided to find new homes for a few bookcases' worth. This is a very slow process, since I keep finding wonderful books I haven't read for a few years, forcing me to sit down and read them again.

One book I found last weekend is a small paperback called Ten Fun Things to Do Before You Die, written by Karol Jackowski. If you like Dave Letterman's Top Ten lists, this is your book. The ten fun things is a list, and at the top is "Have More Fun than Anyone Else." In case you don't know how to have fun, the author has another list: "Four Ways to Have Fun," and number #1 is "Find Fun People." The author helps out here, too, in case you need help recognizing fun people. She tell us "what to watch for": "Good appetite, interesting work, good storyteller, slightly twisted humor, fresh insight, and brave choices." All of my good friends have great appetites. I've never trusted anyone who doesn't love to eat.

Saturday, December 05, 2009

Kristin Lavransdatter

I try to read Sigrid Undset's novel Kristin Lavransdatter every year. Last year I missed because I retired and moved. And with a bunch of freelance deadlines and my decision to move yet again, I'm probably not going to read it this year, either.

Happily, however, I rented the movie "Kristin Lavransdatter" from Netflix this week, and once I wade through a bunch of Tukey tables and reformat some references, I'll get to watch it. The screenplay based on the book was written by none other than the superb Norwegian actress Liv Ullmann. She directed it, too. When the movie opened in Norway in 1995, more than half of the Norwegian population bought tickets to see it.

Why do I like this book so much and return to it every year? Because every year it's a new book! Every time I read it, I see new things that resonate with my entire life experience. Like this utterance by Lady Aashild: "Love makes hard rules--and breaks them all."

It also depicts a Catholic life such as was not entirely dead when I was a child. True, life in the 13th Century in Norway was far different from mid-20th Century life in Fargo, North Dakota. But there were still pockets of Catholic piety even in Fargo, whose residents were mostly Scandinavian and Lutheran when I blew on the scene at the age of 18 months. Kristin Lavransdatter, the heroine of the novel, lived before the Protestant Reformation. She didn't have to endure the taunts of the followers of Martin Luther: "Dirty Catlicker, mackerel snapper." But her religion was rooted in nature as well as in the church, and it was this that touched me as a lonely kid and moves me still.

The book is full of testaments to God's mercy, also. Mercy seems to have gone by the board in the present-day RC church. The bishop of Washington, DC, has threatened to close down the church's services for the needy in DC if the City Council passes the gay marriage act. Perhaps God is dead, after all. All the more reason for me to drink from the sweet, sustaining well of Sigrid Undset's novel, which is really three books in one.

Thursday, December 03, 2009

C'mon, New York....

Digby has a wonderful post today (besides the one on Al Franken). Here's the main part:

Monday, November 23, 2009

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Time to pay the taxes, boys.....

Ponder this (posted by IDEA1013 on Huffington Post article on Rep. Patrick Kennedy being denied communion by RC bishop):

"To be tax-exempt under section 501(c)(3) of the Internal Revenue Code, an organization must be organized and operated exclusively for exempt purposes set forth in section 501(c)(3), and none of its earnings may inure to any private shareholder or individual. In addition, it may not be an action organization, i.e., it may not attempt to influence legislation as a substantial part of its activities and it may not participate in any campaign activity for or against political candidates."

Friday, November 20, 2009

New Writer

"New" for me, that is.  His name is Edward P. Jones, and he is, according to a recent article in the WP Magazine by Neely Tucker, "the greatest fiction writer the nation's capital has ever produced." He has published three books, two collections of short stories and one novel, The Known World.

Tucker's article says
He makes his home near Washington National Cathedral....There is no bed..., no bookshelves, no couch, nor much to sit on other than a kitchen chair. He does not have a car, a driver's license or any mechanized means of transport, not even a bicycle. He has no cellphone, no DVD player, and his Internet connection is sporadic. Though he loves movies and trash daytime television--in particular, those judge shows--he has only a 10-year-old, 13-inch TV and has never had cable.
He created his first book, the novel The Known World, in his head for a period of about 10 years, then wrote it all down in 2001 when he was laid off from his job for three months.   It won the Pulitzer Prize.

Ordinarily, I'm a very fast reader--consuming a book a day is not unusual.  All books don't allow this, though--this book especially. I have spent the past three days reading The Known World, and I'm on page 72 out of 388, and I'm worrying that I'm going too fast lest I miss something. I don't have any words to describe his writing other than to say it's unlike anything else I've ever read.  Well, a few of my favorite writers come to mind:  Tolstory, Faulkner, Robertson Davies--but even they write on the surface at times. Jones is an architect, and he uses words to build his stories. He's also a painter and a poet and a sculptor with words. 

Jones, for all his shyness and unassuming ways and modest output, has won in addition to the Pulitzer Prize,
the National Book Critic's Circle award, the PEN/Hemingway Award, a MacArthur "genius grant," the Lannan Literary Award, the International IMPAC Dublin Literary Award, and a bunch of (by comparison) trifling stuff. He's won nearly $1 million in literary awards alone, never mind earning hundreds of thousands of dollars in royalties.
Well, it's time for me to be moving again, and that means more downsizing. Edward P. Jones has set a shining example for getting along without a whole bunch of stuff. I really don't need a short ton of books, let alone seven bookcases to hold them. True, he's had a very different life, but he's been firmly in charge of it.

I went to grad school at the age of 60 and graduated 18 months later on what would have been my mother's 101st birthday. I still remember from those days what a thrill it was to have read Elizabeth Bishop and Allen Ginsberg for the first time, knowing they'd been around and famous for their writing for a long time despite my ignorance.

This is one of the very best things about being my age. There are still riches unmined in the library.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Guess who is the voice of reason??

Here's a neat clip from Jon Stewart via this evening's Daily Kos.


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This is supposed to be funny, but I think it's a great idea!!!

New Direction for any war: Send Service Vets over 60!

 I am over 60 and the Armed Forces thinks I'm too old to track down terrorists. You can't be older than 42 to join the military. They've got the whole thing backwards. Instead of sending 18-year olds off to fight, they ought to take us old guys. You shouldn't be able to join a military unit until you're at least 35.

For starters: Researchers say 18-year-olds think about sex every 10 seconds.  Old guys only think about sex a couple of times a day, leaving us more than 28,000 additional seconds per day to concentrate on the enemy.

Young guys haven't lived long enough to be cranky, and a cranky soldier is a dangerous soldier. 'My back hurts!  I can't sleep, I'm tired and hungry' We are impatient and maybe letting us kill some jerk who desperately deserves it will make us feel better and shut us up for a  while.

An 18-year-old doesn't even like to get  up before 10 a.m. Old guys always get up early to pee so what the hell. Besides, like I said, 'I'm tired and can't sleep and since I'm already up, I may as well be up killing some fanatical SOB....
  

If  captured we couldn't spill the beans because we'd forget where we put them. In fact, name, rank, and serial number would be a real stretch.

Boot camp would be easier for old guys.  We're used to getting screamed and yelled at and we're used to soft food. We've also developed an appreciation for guns. We've been using them for years as an excuse to get out of the house, away from the screaming and yelling.

They could lighten up on the obstacle course however. I've been in combat and didn't see a single 20-foot wall with rope hanging over the side, nor did I ever do any pushups after completing basic training.

 Actually, the running part is kind of a waste of energy, too. I've never seen anyone outrun a bullet.


An 18-year-old has the whole world ahead of him.. He's still learning to shave, to start up a conversation with a pretty girl.  He still hasn't figured out that a baseball cap has a brim to shade his eyes, not the back of his  head.

These are all great reasons to keep our kids at home to learn a little more about life before sending them off into harm's way.

Let us old guys track down those dirty rotten coward terrorists. The last thing an enemy would want to see is a couple of million pissed off old farts with attitudes and automatic weapons who know that their best years are already behind them.

***How about recruiting Women over 50 ....with PMS !!! You think Men have attitudes !!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh my Lord!!!  If nothing else, put them on border patrol....we  will have it secured the first night!

[UPDATE from Xtreme English....sorry, i think the prime age for PMS is BEFORE 50.]  



[This is from Darlene, of course....who else? I don't know if it's on her blog, but she sends lots of funnies out every day. This is one of today's....]


 

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Dramatic News from Hundred Acre Wood



This wonderful cartoon comes courtesy of Charles Ravndal. Originally he got it from his mother-in-law, and his husband, Odd, was kind enough to forward it to me after Charles accidentally deleted it after posting.  Charles has been driven to his sickbed by the swine flu and is recovering slowly.  Let's hope he hasn't been ostracized by his friends like poor Piglet!!

The artist's signature is in the upper right hand corner, but even with a magnifying glass, I can't make it out. Thank you, Charles and Odd, for sending it so I can share it with my friends. 

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Have you read it?

Here is the President's speech at Fort Hood:

Remarks by the President at Memorial Service at Fort Hood

Fort Hood - III Corps, Fort Hood, Texas

1:55 P.M. CST
THE PRESIDENT:  To the Fort Hood community; to Admiral Mullen; General Casey; General Cone; Secretary McHugh; Secretary Gates; most importantly, to family, friends and members of our Armed Forces.  We come together filled with sorrow for the 13 Americans that we have lost; with gratitude for the lives that they led; and with a determination to honor them through the work we carry on.
This is a time of war.  Yet these Americans did not die on a foreign field of battle.  They were killed here, on American soil, in the heart of this great state and the heart of this great American community.  This is the fact that makes the tragedy even more painful, even more incomprehensible.
For those families who have lost a loved one, no words can fill the void that's been left.  We knew these men and women as soldiers and caregivers.  You knew them as mothers and fathers; sons and daughters; sisters and brothers.
But here is what you must also know:  Your loved ones endure through the life of our nation.  Their memory will be honored in the places they lived and by the people they touched.  Their life's work is our security, and the freedom that we all too often take for granted.  Every evening that the sun sets on a tranquil town; every dawn that a flag is unfurled; every moment that an American enjoys life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness -- that is their legacy.
Neither this country -- nor the values upon which we were founded -- could exist without men and women like these 13 Americans.  And that is why we must pay tribute to their stories. 
Chief Warrant Officer Michael Cahill had served in the National Guard and worked as a physician's assistant for decades. A husband and father of three, he was so committed to his patients that on the day he died, he was back at work just weeks after having had a heart attack.
Major Libardo Eduardo Caraveo spoke little English when he came to America as a teenager.  But he put himself through college, earned a PhD, and was helping combat units cope with the stress of deployment.  He's survived by his wife, sons and step-daughters.
  
Staff Sergeant Justin DeCrow joined the Army right after high school, married his high school sweetheart, and had served as a light wheeled mechanic and satellite communications operator.  He was known as an optimist, a mentor, and a loving husband and loving father.
After retiring from the Army as a major, John Gaffaney cared for society's most vulnerable during two decades as a psychiatric nurse.  He spent three years trying to return to active duty in this time of war, and he was preparing to deploy to Iraq as a captain.  He leaves behind a wife and son.
Specialist Frederick Greene was a Tennessean who wanted to join the Army for a long time, and did so in 2008, with the support of his family.  As a combat engineer he was a natural leader, and he is survived by his wife and two daughters.
Specialist Jason Hunt was also recently married, with three children to care for.  He joined the Army after high school.  He did a tour in Iraq, and it was there that he reenlisted for six more years on his 21st birthday so that he could continue to serve.
Staff Sergeant Amy Krueger was an athlete in high school, joined the Army shortly after 9/11, and had since returned home to speak to students about her experience.  When her mother told her she couldn't take on Osama bin Laden by herself, Amy replied: "Watch me."
Private First Class Aaron Nemelka was an Eagle Scout who just recently signed up to do one of the most dangerous jobs in the service -- diffuse bombs -- so that he could help save lives. He was proudly carrying on a tradition of military service that runs deep within his family.
Private First Class Michael Pearson loved his family and loved his music, and his goal was to be a music teacher.  He excelled at playing the guitar, and could create songs on the spot and show others how to play.  He joined the military a year ago, and was preparing for his first deployment.
Captain Russell Seager worked as a nurse for the VA, helping veterans with Post-Traumatic Stress.  He had extraordinary respect for the military, and signed up to serve so that he could help soldiers cope with the stress of combat and return to civilian life.  He leaves behind a wife and son.
Private Francheska Velez, daughter of a father from Colombia and a Puerto Rican mother, had recently served in Korea and in Iraq, and was pursuing a career in the Army.  When she was killed she was pregnant with her first child, and was excited about becoming a mother.
Lieutenant Colonel Juanita Warman was the daughter and granddaughter of Army veterans.  She was a single mom who put herself through college and graduate school, and served as a nurse practitioner while raising her two daughters.  She also left behind a loving husband.
Private First Class Kham Xiong came to America from Thailand as a small child.  He was a husband and father who followed his brother into the military because his family had a strong history of service.  He was preparing for his first deployment to Afghanistan.
These men and women came from all parts of the country.  Some had long careers in the military.  Some had signed up to serve in the shadow of 9/11.  Some had known intense combat in Iraq and Afghanistan, and some cared for those did.  Their lives speak to the strength, the dignity, the decency of those who serve, and that's how they will be remembered.
For that same spirit is embodied in the community here at Fort Hood, and in the many wounded who are still recovering.  As was already mentioned, in those terrible minutes during the attack, soldiers made makeshift tourniquets out of their clothes. They braved gunfire to reach the wounded, and ferried them to safety in the backs of cars and a pickup truck.
One young soldier, Amber Bahr, was so intent on helping others, she did not realize for some time that she, herself, had been shot in the back.  Two police officers -- Mark Todd and Kim Munley -- saved countless lives by risking their own.  One medic -- Francisco de la Serna -- treated both Officer Munley and the gunman who shot her.
It may be hard to comprehend the twisted logic that led to this tragedy.  But this much we do know -- no faith justifies these murderous and craven acts; no just and loving God looks upon them with favor.  For what he has done, we know that the killer will be met with justice -- in this world, and the next.
These are trying times for our country.  In Afghanistan and Pakistan, the same extremists who killed nearly 3,000 Americans continue to endanger America, our allies, and innocent Afghans and Pakistanis.  In Iraq, we're working to bring a war to a successful end, as there are still those who would deny the Iraqi people the future that Americans and Iraqis have sacrificed so much for.
As we face these challenges, the stories of those at Fort Hood reaffirm the core values that we are fighting for, and the strength that we must draw upon.  Theirs are the tales of American men and women answering an extraordinary call -- the call to serve their comrades, their communities, and their country.  In an age of selfishness, they embody responsibility.  In an era of division, they call upon us to come together.  In a time of cynicism, they remind us of who we are as Americans.
We are a nation that endures because of the courage of those who defend it.  We saw that valor in those who braved bullets here at Fort Hood, just as surely as we see it in those who signed up knowing that they would serve in harm’s way.
We are a nation of laws whose commitment to justice is so enduring that we would treat a gunman and give him due process, just as surely as we will see that he pays for his crimes.
We're a nation that guarantees the freedom to worship as one chooses.  And instead of claiming God for our side, we remember Lincoln’s words, and always pray to be on the side of God.
We're a nation that is dedicated to the proposition that all men and women are created equal.  We live that truth within our military, and see it in the varied backgrounds of those we lay to rest today.  We defend that truth at home and abroad, and we know that Americans will always be found on the side of liberty and equality.  That's who we are as a people.
Tomorrow is Veterans Day.  It's a chance to pause, and to pay tribute -- for students to learn the struggles that preceded them; for families to honor the service of parents and grandparents; for citizens to reflect upon the sacrifices that have been made in pursuit of a more perfect union.
For history is filled with heroes.  You may remember the stories of a grandfather who marched across Europe; an uncle who fought in Vietnam; a sister who served in the Gulf.  But as we honor the many generations who have served, all of us -- every single American -- must acknowledge that this generation has more than proved itself the equal of those who've come before.
We need not look to the past for greatness, because it is before our very eyes.
This generation of soldiers, sailors, airmen, Marines and Coast Guardsmen have volunteered in the time of certain danger. They are part of the finest fighting force that the world has ever known.  They have served tour after tour of duty in distant, different and difficult places.  They have stood watch in blinding deserts and on snowy mountains.  They have extended the opportunity of self-government to peoples that have suffered tyranny and war.  They are man and woman; white, black, and brown; of all faiths and all stations -- all Americans, serving together to protect our people, while giving others half a world away the chance to lead a better life.
In today’s wars, there's not always a simple ceremony that signals our troops’ success -- no surrender papers to be signed, or capital to be claimed.  But the measure of the impact of these young men and women is no less great -- in a world of threats that no know borders, their legacy will be marked in the safety of our cities and towns, and the security and opportunity that's extended abroad.  It will serve as testimony to the character of those who served, and the example that all of you in uniform set for America and for the world.
Here, at Fort Hood, we pay tribute to 13 men and women who were not able to escape the horror of war, even in the comfort of home.  Later today, at Fort Lewis, one community will gather to remember so many in one Stryker Brigade who have fallen in Afghanistan.
Long after they are laid to rest -- when the fighting has finished, and our nation has endured; when today’s servicemen and women are veterans, and their children have grown -- it will be said that this generation believed under the most trying of tests; believed in perseverance -- not just when it was easy, but when it was hard; that they paid the price and bore the burden to secure this nation, and stood up for the values that live in the hearts of all free peoples.
So we say goodbye to those who now belong to eternity.  We press ahead in pursuit of the peace that guided their service. May God bless the memory of those that we have lost.  And may God bless the United States of America.  (Applause.) 
END

Take it from Darlene, liberal is good

Darlene has been busy stirring her Hodgepodge.  Her latest column is "What is a Liberal?" Darlene is a proud liberal, and she cites many reasons why.  She even quotes the Online and Merriam dictionaries, including this list of synonyms:
1. progressive. 7. broad-minded, unprejudiced. 9. beneficent, charitable, openhanded, munificent, unstinting, lavish. 


She, like many of us who share her views, abhors the transmogrification of the word liberal among the right-wing.

The use of the word liberal in a negative way began in the Reagan administration. We liberals have had to endure the following labels:  bleeding heart liberals, liberal/commie/pinkos and even fascists.  The sneers and derisive tones of voice when saying the word by the right wing is appalling. 

 The label that would make me laugh were it not so sad is just plain "librul." 

Monday, November 09, 2009

"Monday Blogaround" from Shakespeare's Sister

Shakesville has lots of good blogs to read today:

This blogaround brought to you by Shaxco, makers of Spudsy's Delicious Scooter Snak-Paks, for the zipster on the go.

Recommended Reading:

UPDATE: Feminist Majority Foundation: "The Stupak amendment far from being abortion neutral is an unacceptable, giant step backward for women."

Melissa: The Stupak-Pitts Amendment Hall of Shame

Amanda: Misogyny Hijacks Health Care Reform Vote

The Red Queen: Second Class Health Care for Second Class Citizens

Atrios: The Worst Person in the World

Angry Asian Man: Health Care Bill's Lone Republican Supporter: Anh 'Joseph' Cao

Andy: Health Care Bill Provision Would Fix Unjust Tax Laws for Gays

Click the Link at the top to get the links to the blogs.

Is anybody paying attention?

Think the anti-abortion side won this weekend? Think women are going to accept this Stupak stupidity on behalf of their sisters and nieces and daughters and granddaughters?
Listen to what they're saying:

Angry Mouse in Daily Kos:
My autonomy is not about your religious beliefs. My autonomy is not about your "concerns." My autonomy is not about your arbitrary belief that rape victims are entitled to reproductive health care, but women who "use it as contraception" or "change their minds" or "forget to use birth control" are somehow not entitled to reproductive health care.

I refuse to argue the minutia anymore. I refuse to beg for the right to be a full and equal citizen. I refuse to be taken for granted by the Democratic party, who tells me I have no choice but to vote Democrat in elections, and then congratulates itself for its big tent when it comes time to vote on legislation.

Don't tell me how you feel about abortion. I don't care how you feel about abortion.

Tell me how you feel about my rights. Tell me whether you believe I am a full and equal citizen. Tell me whether you really believe the Democratic party stands for women.


It is time for every member of the Democratic party to answer one simple question:

Do you believe in equal rights for women?


Jane Hamscher, in Huffington Post:
Democrats in Congress have just proudly signed a deal with the Catholic bishops which allows a bunch of old men who have spent the better part of the last century avoiding their own sexual issues to dictate access to abortion services in the House health care bill.

No tax dollars were going to go to pay for abortions, mind you, but now insurance companies that participate in the exchange can't even cover them, thanks to Democrat Bart Stupak. FDL's Jon Walker explains how it works:

If the insurance companies offering plans on the exchange are not allowed to turn down any customers, it means no basic insurance plan on the exchange could cover abortion. There would be no way to prevent that at least one of the plan’s customer would be be using affordability tax credits to help purchase the plan. So the effect is no plan sold on the exchange could offer abortion coverage as part of its basic package.


Read more at: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jane-hamsher/naral-and-planned-parenth_b_349596.html&cp


MY question is: Is this even constitutional? Can women's rights be dismissed so completely and with no problem to anyone other than women facing heartbreaking choices?

I think Obama really should have concentrated on doing something like FDR did--putting people to work on projects restoring the infrastructure. JOBS JOBS JOBS. Instead, we have this steaming pile of crap they are calling a "health care" bill. It has nothing to do with health and even less with care. All that will remain is the bill.

Sunday, November 08, 2009

Dear Mr. President

It's getting annoying, the way you can't send a letter to an elected official these days unless you agree to contribute to something. So...Here's my letter to President Obama. I'd send it through the Planned Parenthood site, but they have not made it possible. YEt. Here's my letter:

Dear Mr. President:

You campaigned on a promise to put reproductive health care at the center of your health care reform plan. Now it's time for you to make good on that commitment.

I am one of many who are outraged that the House of Representatives passed a bill that would make women worse off under health care reform than they are today. I am asking you to ensure that lawmakers, especially those in your party, support health care reform that protects women's access to reproductive care as the next round of debate and voting occurs in the Senate.

President Obama, without access to abortion care, and to comprehensive reproductive health care, there is no choice. I will not stand for that, and I need to know that you won't either.

Also, Mr. President, we can read. Specifically, we have read Taylor Marsh's column in HP today, which reads, in part: "It was Pres. Obama who opened the door to sell us out when he decided to put the Hyde Amendment in the budget, something Bill Clinton never did. But Mr. Obama didn't stop there. During the stimulus fight, at the first sign of displeasure, our president personally asked that contraceptives be taken out. Now the president seems ready to finish the job, with Democrats in the House helping him do it."
(Read more at: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/taylor-marsh/in-pelosis-house-64-democ_b_349769.html&cp).

You are not going to WIN anything if you do it on the backs of women!!


Thank you,

Xtreme English

Saturday, November 07, 2009

Another great blog!

It just hasn't stopped this week:  Welcome to Scotland for the Senses, whose post yesterday was on the "green monster," kale!  I adore kale, and S4S has a great recipe for BAKED kale--she says,

I’m telling you, it’s tastier than popcorn and about a thousand times better for you. If you like the deep-fried crispy seaweed you can get in Chinese restaurants, this is a perfect substitute. Best eaten straight away to get the best crunch factor, but you can pack it up for a lunchtime snack as well.

Welcome to 20th Century Woman!

Golly....The most wonderful bloggers keep stopping by and saying hello this week.  I'm pleased to welcome 20th Century Woman, who turns out to be an artist--currently studying painting but in her words, "I don’t think of myself as a painter.  I went to art school when I was 50, and I majored in printmaking." Art school!  Major!

She has links to other artists, too--like her community college painting teacher, Lorna Libert, whom 20th CW describes as "a free spirit, spontaneous, cheerful, friendly, intelligent and pretty."  All of that?! 

I've gone to many different art CLASSES--the University of Minnesota (metal sculpture), the Minneapolis College of Art & Design (painting), Art Students League in NYC (anatomical drawing), the University of Iowa (watercolor), Washington Studio School (figure sculpting), Gallaudet University (hand building ceramics),  the Torpedo Factory (watercolor again) but unlike 20th CW I've never signed up and picked a major.  What a great idea!

I'm feeling a great rush of inspiration here. Art has saved my bacon many times, and I'm going back to it.  Grandma Moses started painting when she was 74. Do you think she ever wondered what the hey to do with herself when her eyesight got too wobbly for her embroidering?

But enough about me. Welcome, Ms. 20th Century Woman!  You've come bearing great gifts!!

Friday, November 06, 2009

Introducing....Cosmic Navel Lint!

Sometimes I just get very lucky...as when I encountered Cosmic Navel Lint, a blog from the UK. CNL was so kind as to comment on a couple of my posts yesterday, so I looked it up, and found today's post, immediately preceded by THIS one. Sooooo funny, and so original, too.  Thanks CNL!!
 

i write letters.....

here's one I just composed...on "retired life":

retired life....well....lessee....it's sort of like being 9 or 10 but with nobody riding your ass all day--do this, don't do that, wash your hands, don't slam the back door (boy, there was one....my father used to go ballistic if i slammed the back door). i don't need much more money than i had then....so far, i've got a roof over my head, and food in the fridge, and three laptops. what more could a person want? haven't had a car since 1991 (for which, thanks be), but i do have a cool bike that i bought at a thrift shop last year and fixed up. it makes a lovely drying rack for my smalls, too.

Thursday, November 05, 2009

Lest you misunderestimate what happened at the polls yesterday,

here's DIGBY, who always has something very sensible to say:

The fatuous gasbags have settled on the theme that the Democrats suffered a devastating setback to their agenda on Tuesday. This is despite the fact that as Clyburn pointed out, the only candidates who were actually running on the national agenda were those running for congress --- and the Democrats won. Nonetheless, the election has been decreed to be a precursor to a Democratic rout in 2010 and, more importantly, the reason for that will be because the Democrats have been far, far too liberal for the country. As usual.

In other words, Repuglicans, YOU LOST!!

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Answer: Because altar boys don't get pregnant

Yesterday's mail brought a request from Planned Parenthood to help fight back against the Catholic bishops, who are throwing their weight around to encourage Catholic parishioners to agitate for more abortion restrictions in the health care bill.  This clearly is the episcopal issue of choice (oops) these days. No matter that what the law of the land is, or the opinion of compassionate people everywhere, they are totally against abortion (and worse yet, birth control) for women. 

Why, you ask?  See above.

Monday, November 02, 2009

More Engineer's Guide to Cats....

thankx to ronniecat for involuntarily sharing this....

Dear Diary....

November 2, 2009

Hard work today--successfully restrained myself from throwing my laptop through the window, and got the work done, too.

Plus, Squeak threw up blood!  He probably heard us talking about my niece, who rescued a stray dog from the street in Naples yesterday.  As she was driving around it, it raised its poor head and looked straight into her eyes.  Being a kind person, she stopped traffic, got out and wrapped the dog in her sweatshirt, and hauled him home.  There are no English-speaking vets in Naples, so she had to wait until this morning to take him into the vet on post.  Last night, though, she said he had a broken leg and was vomiting blood.  I imagine he is on the rainbow bridge, as my niece calls it, by now--if not on the other side already.  But maybe not. I remember Josh surviving a hit by a panel truck back in the 70s.  He managed to limp back to the shop and stand swaying in the back, where the overhead doors were wide open to the outside and fresh air. He had blood running from his nose and mouth. Mary, who was working in the back, said "There's something the matter with that dog!" Off to the vet with him, and the prognosis was grim.  But HE survived.

Meanwhile, Squeak is at the vet here now, and the vet is going to do some blood work. What? No xrays?  No MRIs? Probably a good case of parasites. Squeak loves to supplement his diet with whatever he can find on the sidewalk or in the tall grass. He's been vomiting regularly since last Friday, when they installed all new carpet!  I yelled at him today for barfing on the carpet again, and woddya know, he directed his next four throwups to the kitchen tile!

So it's dog vomit day in Naples and DC.

I am not a dog lover like some.  And it always amazes some dog lovers that their dogs come to sit by me or lie at my feet when I visit. I disapprove of the dogs lollygagging on the furniture and eating food off the kitchen counter. I disapprove of the dogs' lack of obedience and good doggy manners. But ha.  The dogs still like me--more, it seems, than they like others who are more tolerant.

It's the day George Bernard Shaw died, at the age of 94. I was in the 8th grade at St. Mary's in Fargo that day, and I had never heard of George Bernard Shaw. I always thought he was English, but ha!  he was IRISH.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Yup, that's what we need, all right...more WAR we can't pay for

One of my favorite columnists anywhere, Glenn Greenwald, wrote this yesterday in Salon.com. Here are some highlights:

Something very unusual happened on The Washington Post Editorial Page today: they deigned to address a response from one of their readers, who "challenged [them] to explain what he sees as a contradiction in [their] editorial positions": namely, the Post demands that Obama's health care plan not be paid for with borrowed money, yet the very same Post Editors vocally support escalation in Afghanistan without specifying how it should be paid for. "Why is it okay to finance wars with debt, asks our reader, but not to pay for health care that way?"

Greenwald confirms what lots of us are thinking:

We have absolutely no ability to pay for our Afghan adventure other than by expanding our ignominious status as the largest and most insatiable debtor nation which history has ever known. That debt gravely bothers Beltway elites like the Post editors when it comes to providing ordinary Americans with basic services (which Post editors already enjoy), but it's totally irrelevant to them when it comes to re-fueling the vicarious joys of endless war.

Yeah.  Read Greenwald's whole article. 

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Martha Argerich performs Bach Partita No. 2 at Verbier festival



Martha Argerich is an incomparable Argentine pianist. She shuns the press and the limelight, but to see and hear her play is to be in the presence of music itself.

Friday, October 16, 2009

Perception....

Good old Darlene. She sent this today:

A true story.



Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approximately 2000 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.


4 minutes later:


the violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk..


6 minutes:


A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.


10 minutes:


A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.


45 minutes:


The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.


1 hour:


He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.


This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people's priorities. The questions raised: in a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?


One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this: If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made.... How many other things are we missing?



[XE here] Every Saturday morning, two guys play outside the Gallery Place metro--one on violin, the other on some kind of electric guitar/keyboard thing (dunno what it is--never seen one before). Last Saturday, they were playing Vivaldi's "Four Seasons." Their playing was so beautiful, it stopped lots of people in their tracks, but even so, only a few people contributed. still, what a fabulous gift....

Some of the pickle bucket players are great, too--it costs me an average of $3 just to walk down the street here....NEED to win that lottery!


Mary Ellen Carew

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Angelic face in the crowd....

Henry sent this trailer for "This Is Not a Show" by R.E.M. at the Olympia Theater in Dublin. The angelic young face appearing about 49 seconds in, just before the on-screen words "is the sound track to your life," belongs to George, my grandson. The lad gets around!


New This Is Not A Show Trailer by Bill Berg-Hillinger

R.E.M. | MySpace Music Videos

WHAT "huge COLA increase in January 2009"??

OK...I may be old and funny, but I'm not quite as gaga as to have missed any huge cost-of-living jump in my Social Security payment in January, 2009. As I remember, we got the news last winter--rather shortly after the Inaugural, in fact--that there would be NO COLA increases for TWO YEARS: 2009 and 2010. This is not what I would call a COLA increase. COLA increases show up in your SS payment. Mine has held rock steady in 2009. The last increase of any kind in Social Security I got was in 2008. Quibble all you want, but we got zip in January of 2009, contrary to what I've read twice now in different news outlets. These articles are straight from the word processors of people who are either very young and don't know anything much or liars.

I read this morning that the President wants to give each and every one of us old crocks a one-time bonus of $250. Isn't that nice? I don't know how they're timing this, but it seems the bonus will appear in 2010. And the teabaggers have gone ballistic wondering just how "we" can afford this "socialistic" nonsense. The cause of their total astonishment is the apparent fact that to cut a $250 check for each of our country's aged, sick, and permanently incapacitated will cost $13 billion dollars! Mercy! It cost "us" several hundreds of billion dollars to ease the pain of bankers, white-collar employees on Wall Street, and Big US carmakers, not that Jessica or Joe the Line Worker in Detroit/Hamtramck will see a dime of it. Even there, the big payouts go to the executive suite.

But what's my problem? $250 is, as my dear, witty father-in-law used to say, "better than a poke in the eye." Of course, that will be $250 MINUS TAXES, don't forget. That's one thing us poor old folks are good at--paying taxes on every freaking penny so that the rich folks can avoid paying any taxes at all.

So, hmmm...what will $250 do RIGHT NOW, before they raise the prices of everything? (And aren't you just flabbergasted to learn that there was NO INFLATION this past year? Where are they talking about, do you know?) But I digress.

Go ahead, seniors! Take that 250 smackers (minus taxes) and FILL THOSE PRESCRIPTIONS! Get your teeth cleaned! Buy a used bicycle and use it for a walker! Take a trip to Florida on the Greyhound bus. There's talk of another payment for next year (2011 or 2012), when you can buy a return ticket!!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Like, Ha Ha....

One afternoon last week, I was heading toward the escalator at my local metro stop, and a cluster of teens fresh out of junior high school classes for the day burst ahead of me onto the moving steps and began their descent to the trains. One of the kids, a skinny boy about my height (medium), was trying to sit on the moving hand rail for a free ride, when the escalator stopped. The kid hopped on the railing, slid down the black rubber "bannister," and ran fast toward the gates. Was he feeling guilty? Afraid he'd get caught stopping the escalator? One of the sights in my neighborhood is young men running like crazy out of a store with merchandise in hand. Petty crime is great exercise, apparently.

You don't need much proof that lots of early teens act like jackasses until they either grow out of it or get passed on to juvenile court. As an adult, it's quite annoying to watch them throw their empty soda cans and cigarette boxes on the sidewalks, stuff their faces on the metro ("no eating or drinking"), and mess up public transporation with graffiti and stupid teen tricks. Since this is DC, there are bullets or knives involved all too often.

One of my sisters-in-law is from a tiny town in the western half of North Dakota. Her cousin lived in L.A., and his early teen-aged son was in such constant trouble for vandalism and other offenses there that the authorities suggested they send or take him "back home." My sister-in-law's parents offered to take him in, so back to ND he came. I asked her a few months after his return how he was doing.

"Oh, fine," she said.

"Is he settling down? No more vandalism?"

"No, he's still at it, but you know, folks in [hometown] just expect kids will do that, so nobody pays much attention."

And sure enough, the kid stopped after a while. Maybe petty crime wasn't as much fun if it didn't cause a ruckus. Or maybe he just found other interests like sports (you can almost always play on a team in a very small town--they need all the bodies they can get) or girls.

Watching that kid dash away from the escalator reminded me of all that. But there's lots more involved in big cities now than just low tolerance for youthful hijinks. Bob Herbert has an excellent column in today's NYTimes: "Behind the Laughter."

Herbert talks about Conan O'Brien's needling of Newark Mayor Cory Booker.

O’Brien joked that the mayor was establishing a program to improve the health of the city’s residents, then deadpanned: “The health care program would consist of a bus ticket out of Newark.”

He did a video bit in which he praised the city’s “thriving arts scene” (while showing a graffiti-scarred wall); its “four-star lodging” (shots of abandoned, gutted, rusting vehicles); and its “world-class live theater” (a peep show).


Conan is just trying to be funny, I guess. And his audience (or at least his laugh track) finds it all amusing. Herbert, however, points out this [emphasis mine]:

In Newark, where some of the streets do look as bad as the scenes that were part of Conan’s comedy bit, the unemployment rate is 14.7 percent. Keeping kids in high school long enough to graduate is difficult. Drug dealing is a fallback employment option for men and boys who can’t find legitimate work.

Other cities have the same problems, some to a greater degree. So what are we doing? While mulling the prospect of sending up to 40,000 additional troops to Afghanistan, we’ve stood idly by, mute as a stone, as school districts across the nation have bounced 40,000 teachers out of their jobs over the past year.

That should tell you all you need to know about twisted national priorities.


Even as teachers by the tens of thousands are walking the plank to unemployment, we’re learning, as The Times reported last week, that one in every 10 young male dropouts is locked up in jail or juvenile detention. As if that weren’t gruesome enough, we find that the figure for blacks is one in four. What would it take to get the perpetual crisis facing these young people onto the radar screens of the rest of America?


And in case you haven't heard about all the teachers being laid off, Paul Krugman had an enlightening column in the NYTimes last week: "The Uneducated American."

According to the Bureau of Labor Statistics, the United States economy lost 273,000 jobs last month. Of those lost jobs, 29,000 were in state and local education, bringing the total losses in that category over the past five months to 143,000. That may not sound like much, but education is one of those areas that should, and normally does, keep growing even during a recession. Markets may be troubled, but that’s no reason to stop teaching our children. Yet that’s exactly what we’re doing.

There’s no mystery about what’s going on: education is mainly the responsibility of state and local governments, which are in dire fiscal straits. Adequate federal aid could have made a big difference. But while some aid has been provided, it has made up only a fraction of the shortfall. In part, that’s because back in February centrist senators insisted on stripping much of that aid from the American Recovery and Reinvestment Act, a k a the stimulus bill.

As a result, education is on the chopping block. And laid-off teachers are only part of the story. Even more important is the way that we’re shutting off opportunities.

For example, the Chronicle of Higher Education recently reported on the plight of California’s community college students. For generations, talented students from less affluent families have used those colleges as a stepping stone to the state’s public universities. But in the face of the state’s budget crisis those universities have been forced to slam the door on this year’s potential transfer students. One result, almost surely, will be lifetime damage to many students’ prospects — and a large, gratuitous waste of human potential.


Teabaggers, pay attention! Your beloved 'Murica-loving', tax-hating representatives are doing their best to bring the country down.

Monday, October 12, 2009

My favorite banana story



I put this in a comment on Major Reader's recent post on opening a banana "the monkey way" (see above video). However, I love this story. Those who know me may find I have repeated it 1000 times, but so what? Why get old if you can't repeat your old stories??? Here it is:

One of the women in my reception at 1890 Randolph tells us that she and her numerous siblings had never eaten bananas in all their young lives until after WW2 ended, and their mother came home one day bearing a bag of groceries containing a bunch of bananas. Mom was highly excited about being able to find bananas on sale in Minnesota at long last, and she pulled the bunch out and left it on the kitchen table for her children to admire while she went to the hallway to hang up her coat. While she was in the hall, the phone rang, and she answered it and chatted at some length.

When she came back to the kitchen, there were no bananas on the table.

"Where are the bananas?" she said.

"We ate them," the children said.

"But where are the peelings?"

"Peelings?"

"Well, yes, you have to peel them. You can't eat the peelings!"

"We don't like bananas," they said.

Thursday, October 08, 2009

Happy Almost Friday.....P.S. My favorite is #10

This came today from M'reen. Thanks, kiddo....

This may be a little old but it's short and still may give you a smile!


1. A day without sunshine is like night.

2. On the other hand, you have different fingers.

3. 42.7 percent of all statistics are made up on the spot.

4. 99 percent of lawyers give the rest a bad name.

5. Remember, half the people you know are below average.

6. He who laughs last, thinks slowest.

7. Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.

8. The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese in the trap.

9. Support bacteria. They're the only culture most people have.

10. A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.

11. Change is inevitable, except from vending machines.

12. If you think nobody cares, try missing a couple of payments.

13. How many of you believe in psycho-kinesis? Raise my hand.

14. OK, so what's the speed of dark?

15. When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.

16. Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now.

17. How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges?

18. Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines.

19. What happens if you get scared half to death, twice?

20. Why do psychics have to ask you your name?

21. Inside every older person is a younger person wondering, "What the heck happened?"

22. Just remember--if the world didn't suck, we would all fall off.

23. Light travels faster than sound. That's why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.

Monday, October 05, 2009

O Canada!! Fall, 2009, version

To Ronnie, Fenella, and Sherwood (well....almost canadian), et al.

Smartest Thing I Heard All Week--And It's Only Monday

In my class in positive psychology this week, we're thinking about "ultimate currency"--which the teacher tells us is HAPPINESS.

One of the students pointed out this link to an article in an Australian newspaper.

Leave it to the French to have something smart to say about how to live your life. As the article's author, Henry Samuel, says, "FRANCE has long been famed for its love of the good life - the land of wine, cheese and generous holidays."

French President Sarkozy is pushing the idea of happiness and well-being as a better indicator of a society's progress than the GNP.

Mr Sarkozy said he would ''fight to make all international organisations change their statistical system''.

He said: ''A great revolution is waiting for us. For years, people said that finance was a formidable creator of wealth, only to discover one day that it accumulated so many risks that the world almost plunged into chaos.

''The crisis doesn't only make us free to imagine other models, another future, another world. It obliges us to do so.''

Sunday, October 04, 2009

"Let Us Begin Again"

William Rivers Pitt, in today's Truthout says this, with which I heartily agree (emphasis is mine):

Putting aside any and all grievances you and I may hold regarding the acts and activities of the Obama administration, you have to admit, it is a brighter day. I actually voted for President Obama twice - calm down, once in the primary and once in the general - for a variety of reasons, but none more than this: I don't think Obama can change everything that needs changing.

I don't think any one election or any one president can repair the damage done over the last eight years, not to mention the damage done over the last half-century. I believe Obama has done much good work, and will do much good work in the years to come, but the challenges we face as a nation and planet are so daunting, it is fantasy to believe this president, or any one president, can address everything before us.

"Politics is a strong and slow boring of hard boards," said German sociologist Max Weber. "It requires passion as well as perspective." My perspective, and the final reason I voted for Obama, is as Mr. Weber said. The process of change takes lifetimes, it is slow, it is grueling, it is excruciating, and it is filled with defeats and setbacks. Especially now, in this degraded age, when only half the country votes, when the vast majority of young adults know all the contestants on "American Idol" but can't name three Supreme Court justices, don't know the name of their representative, don't know the names of their senators, don't know about Vietnam, or the Cold War, or Nixon, or Johnson, or Reagan, don't know history and how it has long, long teeth, don't know those teeth have been sunk into their flesh, and don't have any idea how to do anything about any of it.

People are unbelievably cynical now, as voter turnout statistics can attest to. A lot of people don't believe things can change, so they don't bother trying to try to even dare to imagine it ever could. That's why Obama got my vote: he has that once-in-a-lifetime gift that lets him elevate people, inspire them, fire them up, and make them believe change is possible. Before anything can change, people have to be convinced there is actually hope, that they can make a difference, that a difference can be made.

Obama, to me, is the first step on a very long road. He's not going to fix everything, but he is a good start, the best start I've seen win that office in my life, and even with all the darkness and everything that has gone so horribly wrong, that is a light to absolutely celebrate. He has the power to inspire, to make people believe change is possible, and I am telling you now, no change is possible if people don't believe it can happen ... but all things are possible if people do, and that is what President Obama has the potential to do and to be: the motivating factor that changes doubt to hope. Nothing is possible without that, and everything is possible with it.


Shame on SNL for mocking the president's achievements in his first months in office. The Truthout article has a long list of his achievements. I hope you'll read the while thing.

Friday, October 02, 2009

Things to think about....

DO UNTO OTHERS AS YOU WOULD HAVE THEM DO UNTO YOU



THAT INCLUDES THE OCEAN



TOP TIPS

Hilarious

Thursday, October 01, 2009

Skywatching with Goats - from Esther Garvi aka Ishtar's Ark

One of my favorite blogs originates in Niger. It's written by a young woman who manages the Eden Foundation. Not only is her writing simple and wonderful, her photography blows me away. Photos of what? Solar cooking, indigenous plants and foods, puppies, horses, goats, children, life in Niger, visits to Sweden. Today's post, Skywatching with Goats is a perfect example. The photos of Nigerien sunsets with goats silhouetted against the bright twilight are bittersweet. All of EGAIA's fans have had goats on our minds these days, and one goat, Allis, in particular. Today's pictures show Allis on her feet and moving around. Happy news! Earlier this week, Allis gave birth prematurely to two twins, one of whom was stillborn. The survivor, Alfonso, was a beautiful blue-eyed heartbreaker of a kid, but with Allis totally exhausted and unable to nurse him, he died, too. And the most recent other photo of Allis showed her looking like a goner. But she's better. And Niger's sunsets are without parallel. Thank you, Esther, Anette, Tabita, Arne, Allis, Esmeralda, Sahara and Kalahari, Sheba and the seven, for sharing your rich life.

Zombie Reaganism

Truthout has a wonderful post today, and I hope you'll click the link and read it all. If you are as baffled as I am over the dumbing down of the American public and the nastiness of American discourse recently, and if you want to know just HOW and WHEN liberal became the hated "librul" seen on demonstrators' signs, Henry A. Giroux's thoughts are enlightening. He says,
Part of the answer to the enduring quality of such a destructive politics can be found in the lethal combination of money, power and education that the right wing has had a stranglehold on since the early 1970's and how it has used its influence to develop an institutional infrastructure and ideological apparatus to produce its own intellectuals, disseminate ideas, and eventually control most of the commanding heights and institutions in which knowledge is produced, circulated and legitimated. This is not simply a story about the rise of mean-spirited buffoons such as Glenn Beck, Bill O'Reilly and Michael Savage.


He writes,
...one starting point for understanding this problem is what has been called the Powell Memo, released on August 23, 1971, and written by Lewis F. Powell, who would later be appointed as a member of the Supreme Court of the United States. Powell sent the memo to the US Chamber of Commerce with the title "Attack on the American Free Enterprise System."


Giroux continues,
For Powell, the war against liberalism and a substantive democracy was primarily a pedagogical and political struggle designed both to win the hearts and minds of the general public and to build a power base capable of eliminating those public spaces, spheres and institutions that nourish and sustain what Samuel Huntington would later call (in a 1975 study on the "governability of democracies" by the Trilateral Commission) an "excess of democracy."[5]

...
Any attempt to understand and engage the current right-wing assault on all vestiges of the social contract, the social state and democracy itself will have to begin with challenging this massive infrastructure, which functions as one of the most powerful teaching machines we have seen in the United States, a teaching machine that produces a culture that is increasingly poisonous and detrimental not just to liberalism, but to the formative culture that makes an aspiring democracy possible. This presence of this ideological infrastructure extending from the media to other sites of popular education suggests the need for a new kind of debate, one that is not limited to isolated issues such as health care, but is more broad-based and fundamental, a debate about how power, inequality and money constrict the educational, economic and political conditions that make democracy possible.


Vast right-wing conspiracy, anyone?

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Goop has a
wonderful newsletter today. It's on money. As Gwyneth says,
Here, a collection of thoughts on the topic of investing from two bankers, a money coach and an accountant. Some illuminating concepts, histories and practical advice for the layman in these uncertain times.

I always enjoy this website: it has something different each time on one of its major themes: Make, Go, Get, Do, Be, See. The last time XtremeEnglish featured anything from Goop was last month when we showed Goop's YouTube video on making bibimbop.

There are no videos for this money newsletter, alas. (Do you think I could throw a handful of bills out the window and video them as they sail away?) But it's full of advice from Goop's wise people--many, if not all, of whom are friends or acquaintances of Goop's originator, Gwyneth Paltrow. You can subscribe to the FREE newsletter yourself. Just go to the Goop website and sign up.

UPDATE: Michael Moore's movie on capitolism is about to come out this weekend in DC, and I can't wait to see it. I'm sure the movie will say a lot about much of what is said in this newsletter, which appears to be written by capitalists. I personally don't agree exactly with what one of the contributors says about commodities. A woman I know makes a ton of $$ by trading commodities. But she's an expert and has been doing this for years in a serious way. Anyway....
what do I know about money? Not much. That's why I like things like Goop's newsletter. It provides food for thought on many areas of life.

UPDATE: and yes, she's an OLD woman!!

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Baucus, Conrad, et al.: Daily Kos comments

I am having a hard time digesting the fact that Kent Conrad, D-ND, was one of the DEMOCRATIC PARTY senators who brought the p.o. down. I grew up in ND. What the hey is that effing turkey thinking? I turned to Daily Kos for comments on the public option fiasco engineered by Baucus, Conrad, et al. Here's what it says:

Public Option Outlook after Today

Tue Sep 29, 2009 at 05:30:04 PM PDT

One thing that that's clear from today's Finance Committee votes on the public option: Kent Conrad is the problem for the Dems. He provided the cover today for Lincoln, who was virtually invisible, to vote against the Schumer "level playing field" public option that would have done away with Conrad's supposed problem with Rockefeller's amendment--that it was tied to Medicare rates. If that was truly Conrad's big problem with the bill, he should have had no problem with Schumer's bill.

Obviously, he's the anti-public option problem in the Democratic caucus, if you take Baucus at his illogical word that he supports the public option, but had to vote against it because it didn't have enough votes. But, on the other side, the most conservative of the committees to take up healthcare reform had 10 Dems supporting some form of public option--that's more than I think anyone thought they'd get. Rockefeller told Ed Schultz today that he was suprised to have gotten eight votes for his.

Bottom line, the Finance Committee is going to pass out a bill without a public option, unless Rockefeller and Cantwell do indeed decide to oppose it and can find a third Dem (assuming Snowe will vote with the majority). But it's also coming out of SFC with a strong majority of Democrats who will vote for the public option on the floor.

Which leaves us with a couple of questions, as posed by Ezra:

There are two questions here. The first is "60 votes for what?" Do they not have 60 votes in favor of a health-care plan that includes a public option? Or do they not have 60 votes against a filibuster of a health-care plan that includes a public option? If it's the former, that's okay: You only need 51. If it's the latter, that's a bigger problem. But I'd be interested to hear which Democrats will publicly commit to filibustering Barack Obama's health-care reform bill. If that's such a popular position back home, why aren't more Democrats voicing it loudly?

Second, why give up the public option now? If these moderates want to kill the measure, let them get full credit for doing so on the floor. They can sponsor an amendment to strip it out of the final legislation and go home to their districts having played a clear and undeniable role in the elimination of the public option.

What Democrat is going to stand up and say out loud that he (or she) will join a filibuster with the Republicans against a public option? But they're getting the easy way out on that question, with Kent Conrad (and Max Baucus) to hide behind.

So what can progressives do? Progressives in the Senate need to take a page from their House colleagues. Tell Harry Reid and Max Baucus that there aren't 60 votes for public option-less bill. There are certainly more Democrats who support the public option than who do not. With that strong majority, Reid has no excuse not to be an enforcer over breaking a filibuster.

The other thing today demonstrated is that the Dems have 50 Dem votes for reconciliation. There's really not much of an excuse at this point for a public option NOT to be included in the bill Reid brings to the Senate floor. Particularly considering that it's going to be in the House version of the bill.