I think one of the weakest and most inane arguments that I hear in current politics, on an almost daily basis, is that the “Democrats knew” or the “Democrats took money too” or “Democrats anything” as if that would make anything right or better. I am SICK of it. I’m outraged at the lack of outrage in this country regarding the current state of affairs. Sometimes I feel so disenfranchised and I think that others must be suffering under the same condition. We have two seriously corrupt and out of control parties in this country, an utterly laughable “media” and a large populace who can not get their voices heard. The atrocities of this administration continue to spin out of control and more people care about the latest “American Idol” contest. The number of significant and arguable charges leveled against this administration continues to grow. We hear about falsehoods that led to a preemptive war, detainees, renditions, warrantless wiretaps, torture, bribery and the list goes on. These are serious topics and deserve serious attention and examination.
Meanwhile we have pundits like Ann Coulter committing felonies as a joke. And NO ONE even winces anymore.
Every day a little piece of hope and comfort dies in me.
Well, we got our ‘report cards’ at work today. According to them, I’m doing a really fine job. I even got exceptional marks in the ‘Ethics’ categories (ironic…I know).
Funny, all those terrible marks I got back in Elementary School for Penmanship don’t seem to matter now that I use a keyboard more than a pen. I feel like sending this ‘report card’ to Mrs. B from 4th grade:
“See, you really can amount to something and do a good job, even if people can’t read a damn word you write.”
[Aside: I wonder how many other “kids” remember things Mrs. B said to them.]
Reflections of a Visually Biased Right-Brainer on the Experience of a Conference Call
I am lost in the world of voices with no guiding image to lead me. The weak visuals swirl behind my eyes, while I float, unattached, in and out of the symphonic tones that surround me. Language is momentarily meaningless and I am immune to any power that words may wield. I yearn to see faces and hands gesturing in unison with the clatter of conversation, not just the empty chairs and blank walls where I sit with my clean white pages, making notes of nothing and casually smiling and nodding, while voicing my deceptive “Yes” of understanding into the speakerphone void to no one else, who may not be listening.
I?m smack dab in the middle of a battle with the crud? not a full on grunge mind you, but a fairly persnickety crud to be sure. I hate all the dizzy, stuffy-headedness. I?m sitting at my office, trying to avoid work and people?just going through the motions, when all I really want to do is be at home all snug in a bundle of blankets.
I just signed my name on the line, made a deal with the devil. There are some evils that we knowingly participate in, that we tacitly approve of in our midst. There are temptations that are just too strong. In particular there are temptations that we have succumbed to for so long that we hardly recognize them as temptations and merely think of them as necessities.
I ordered some of the trefoils, plenty of samoas, and a ton of tagalongs. God help me!
So today is the last day of the Holidalies, and yesterday was one more missed post. Oh, well. I had the best of intentions, but due to the several margaritas I imbibed at the chick happy hour I promptly forgot and gave way to just having a computer-free good time. It involved good Mexican food, lots of wild, party women, dark and grainy video taken in the side room, many friends, many dogs, an air mattress, politics/religion banter and a cozy bed. You do the mixing/sorting of details.
So I guess I will again be pulling my little trick, the double daily post. So hold on folks. I feel a two-fer coming on!
Ever have those moments when you feel both happy and stupid?
I noticed recently that I was being wrongly charged on my cell phone bill. So, today I called the company to “discuss” the matter and I was lucky enough to get a wonderful, type-A personality, obsessive compulsive who went through my prior bills with a fine-toothed-comb. Turns out I’ve been overcharged since MARCH!!! So after about an hour on the phone sorting it all out, she awarded me with a nice credit. I was thrilled, but I still felt a little stupid for not noticing it earlier. (I like to think I’m more on top of my finances than that.)
You can blame glitterbvg if the title song sticks in your head for the rest of the day. She was the one singing it, and not me. Complaints should be lodged directly to her.
By the way, it is also her fault (due to her rampant vegetarianism) that her poor pup, c-dawg, has come to believe that vegetables are toys. Because of the prevalence of vegetables in her life (and the fact that c-dawg really does prefer the flavor of venison) c-dawg has taken to playing with them whenever the opportunity arises. There was the lime dance of joy in the front yard the other day and just tonight we had the asparagus stem show-down which culminated (after an hour of stem bite, toss, roll, bite) with c-dawg stalking the slobbery stem and crouching down before it to bark ferociously. Fortunately for us we were saved from the vicious stem by c-dawg’s bravery!
So I missed my journal entry for yesterday. But hey, no one is perfect. But I can at least get this message up and try for another one later today.
Yesterday went by SOOOOO fast, but it was also full and wonderful. I didn’t have any set plans so I figured it would be a nice lazy day, but after a bit of chatting, hanging with neighbors, breakfasting, erranding, pedicuring, chilling, mexicaning, dogging, neighboring, laundrying, wining and cuddling the day was done way quicker than I expected.
The only thing it lacked was blogging….so here it is.