Posted on March 12, 2004 in Roundup
It’s politics Friday and do I care? Not a whole lot.
As soon as I sat down at the computer and started to type in the name “Weekly Roundup”, I felt like a plaster mannekin: cliche cliche cliche, even in that. But here’s the week’s steaks and cow patties:
I completely realize that these people do not speak for everyone who espouses Christianity, but it seems to me that “mainstream” Christians have given the fundies a free ride on their psychopathic behavior because it makes their own level of hypocrisy seem more acceptable. The attitudes and behaviors being exhibited by the fundies gathered yesterday on Beacon Hill are, if anything, the very antithesis of the philosophies of a man who preached brotherhood and equality for everyone.
….spiritual hunger that can be satisfied by strict rules and a theology of fear is a warped psyche, not a true spiritual questing. And the spiritual hunger that can be satisfied with warbled 300 year old hymns and a draughty building and a pious but unintelligible sermon does not exist.
Gay people, gay families, have nothing to do with the pain and problems of heterosexual families. They don’t take away from the scant social services monies available for family care, nor the lack of adequate police resources, nor school deficiencies, nor access to preventive and protective health and medical systems. In short, blaming gay folk for these problems is a bogus argument, one that isn’t grounded in the reality of this world. It is rather a sales tool, offered by people scared of change, seeking any reason, any justification, to hold on to a world that never really existed.
The crash of energy and emotion in City Hall was just devastating. Our two members were in line just behind the couple who were stopped in the middle of filling out their license forms. It was almost surreal… for all that we knew that this act of liberation and demand for civil rights could be interrupted at a moment’s notice, none of us really believed that it would happen in the midst of a very human moment – and crash down upon very real, very beloved families who had traveled a long way.
Say what you will about PETA, but I think they’re a riot. They have a message to spread, and while they go about it idiotically a lot of the time, they’re not hurting anyone.
the lives lost in this “conflict” are the toys he longed for as a boy playing with his little green army men. like a giant, slow-witted gulliver, manipulating his “armies.” shit.
my politics in general lean pretty far to the left (duh!), and i’m not thrilled about mr. kerry. but that’s me. just a yes man with no balls.
“behind bars for a while just to get a long enough break to let some dust accumulate on those newly painted shelves.”
As soon as your mobile phone is switched on, even if you are not making a call, it reveals its position to the cell network. So spooks can track you, making a travel profile. Many phones also have an escape sequence called ‘babyphone mode’. It means that if the phone is switched on, someone can call the phone (silently, without it ringing) and turn on the microphone. An ideal bugging device.
The good news is that the Teamsters are taking good care of us. We will have full pay through June and full benefits through August. On April 3rd they are having a meeting at the Union Hall to start job placement and to offer retraining. Keep your fingers crossed that there is some kind of training that John will like. He really is wasting his incredible intellect working in a warehouse.
Knowing how fast news gets around on the sansai (mountain vegetables) grapevine, we immediately went and got a nice basket and headed off to our favorite secret butterbur-harvesting locations, where we looked for quite a while, heads down, searching for something we hadn’t lost, feet poking gently through the new growth beneath the brown weeds of Winter for those little shy light-jade gems until we had about ten of them so we could have 5 each for dinner, you don’t want to eat too many at a time (can be toxic, if not properly prepared), not that that many come up at a time anyway, these plants have an ancient intelligence that has clearly served them well (we never weed butterbur that has managed to grow)….
Maybe on Monday, I might start a “great photos” pointer.