Archive for June, 2007

Maureen Dowd has written a disturbing column, W learns from students: Dowd still sticking it to Cheney.  I am shocked, scared, and in total and complete disbelief about what this country has and is allowing the current administration to get away with.

Apparently on Monday, a group of high school Presidential Scholars were visiting the White house.  [They] “surprised President Bush by slipping him a handwritten letter pleading with him not to let America become known for torture and urging him to stick to the Geneva Conventions with terror detainees.”  It is a rarity that anyone gets in to see the President without being pre-screened, but these “No Child Left Behind” educated students slipped in with its’ own agenda.  Cheney promptly ran “them off the White House lawn, before he shut down the Presidential Scholars program and abolished high schools.”

But that’s not the scary part.  Cheney has given my term, “manymeez” a whole new meaning.  Cheney, the president of the Senate expelled Dick Lugar, the ranking Republican Senator from Indiana on the Foreign Relations Committee,  because of some comments he made now opposing the war. Here is where you can read more.  Cheney promptly “appointed himself the new Senator from Indiana.”  “It was a busy day of Constitutional shape-shifting for the vice president, who had earlier nominated and confirmed himself to the Supreme Court, so that he could roll back judicial decisions tempering his desire for torture galore, and then morphed back into his executive branch role to bar the door to the Oval Office sandbox and prevent Condi and Bob Gates from giving W. the plan he wanted to close down Gitmo.”

My God, this is disturbing stuff.  Why aren’t our newly elected officials doing something?  Nancy, where the hell are ya girl? You are blowing it,… not literally, (I hope).  You must do something before there is not a country left to govern! Nancy, if you can’t handle it, by God please find someone who can!

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I’m sitting here feeling completely blown away.  I am a regular reader of rosie.com.  Today, I went to Rosie’s website, and saw the above picture, and spent a few moments remembering my own childhood, and the pretend games I used to play.  You remember those games don’t you? Digging to China, army, cowboy and Indians, cops and robbers.  It was nice to spend that moment remembering that part of my imagination that I don’t seem to have anymore.  A few  hours later I check back in with rosie.com, and was amazed to read the comments that people wrote in response to this innocent picture.  I guess I’m a freakin’ moron, because the symbolism of the picture didn’t even cross my mind initially.  I see it now.  But my God people, give me a flippin’ break.  Apparently this picture of an innocent, beautiful young girl playing war with her brothers made TMZ and fox news for cryin’ out loud.

Meanwhile, more soldiers have died.  A mother and father’s little boy.  A mother and father’s little girl.  DEAD, GONE, NO LONGER WALKING ON THE FACE OF THIS EARTH.  And yet, this little girl playing make believe makes “news.”  What is the deal with that?  Can a mother not post a picture of her child on her blog playing a game?  What difference does it make what her mother’s politics are?

Children play games, they play dress-up.  They act out things that they are trying to make sense of.  From my experience with working with children, the parents who forbid their children from play fighting, playing guns, or any form of violent games raised children who were overly fascinated with those things as adults.  Lighten up people…and please, put your focus on the important things, like the heros fighting and dying in the real world!

Whew!  I feel better now.

TO THE paprazzi,

OH HOW SMART AND POWERFUL you ARE.  you KNOW HOW TO USE your power TO GET WHAT you WANT.  you TRULY UNDERSTAND WHAT’S IMPORTANT IN THIS WORLD.  you UNDERSTAND THAT paris hilton GETTING OUT OF JAIL DEMANDS THAT you  RISK your life, AND RUN IN THE MIDDLE OF A HIGHWAY TO CHASE “your story.”  OH, WHAT WOULD THE WORLD DO WITHOUT your bravery?  OR MAYBE, JUST MAYBE, IF the people WHO ARE SO INTERESTED IN THE TYRANTS OF A young woman PUT THE SAME AMOUNT OF ENERGY AND BRAVERY INTO SURROUNDING THE REAL HERO’S OF THE WORLD, AND GETTING THEM THE HELL OUT OF IRAQ…MAYBE, JUST MAYBE you COULD BECOME YOU, AND MAKE A DIFFERENCE IN THIS WORLD!

SHAME ON THE you’s OF THIS WORLD! 

(JUST A NOTICE: I REFUSE TO USE THE NAME OF PARIS IN THE TITLE OR TAGS TO GAIN THE ATTENTION OF THE you’s)

From May 2007, on Saturday Night Live…TV Funhouse.  The presidential candidates do some spring cleaning.  Just goes to show, no one is the perfect candidate…they all have skeletons in the closet.  Hilarious clip!

This was sent to me in an email…it made me laugh.  Thought I’d share it with you all!

Why Men are just happier people.  
What do you expect from such simple creatures? Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack.  You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth.    
 
The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky. You don’t have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Graying hair adds attraction.  Wedding dress~$5000. Tux rental~$100. People never stare at your chest when you’re talking to them. The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected. New shoes don’t cut, blister, or mangle your feet. One mood all the time. Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks.
 
A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend. Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You almost never have strap problems in public. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.

Everything on your face stays its original color. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades. You only have to shave your face and neck.  You can play with toys all your life. Your belly usually hides your big hips. One wallet and one pair of shoes one color for all seasons. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look. You can “do” your nails with a pocket knife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache. You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.

No wonder men are happier. Send this to the women who can handle it and to the men who will enjoy reading it.

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I saw this on a t-shirt when I went to the beach.  I laughed so hard, people were looking at me strangely.  I really wanted to buy it, but just didn’t feel like it was appropriate to explain it to the kids.  But ain’t it the truth?  If only Bush Sr. had pulled out first…

I’m back from the beach now, and just wanted to share a little bit about what I spent some of my time thinking about.  I didn’t spend as much time as I usually do thinking about the terrible direction this world is heading.  I didn’t spend time thinking about politics, or any of the many important things going on in the world today.  Except for global warming.  I saw evidence that it exist, and felt saddened by what I saw.

What I spent a majority of my free time thinking about was selfishness.  I found myself wondering why it seems that a majority of people ask and expect more from others than they are willing to do themselves.  I found myself wondering why we become lazy in relationships.  After spending many hours sitting on the beach, I found that I’m not only disappointed in others, but I’m disappointed in myself.  I hate that I don’t get upset when I feel neglicated.  I hate that I don’t do enough to make sure others don’t feel neglicated.  I hate that I live in a world full of selfishness, and I feel so unphased by it.

In the United States it is an exception and not a rule that people do for others without expecting anything in return.  It is so rare in fact, I don’t even know if I’d know it if I saw it.  That makes me truly sad.  Why is it that we live life as if we, the individual is the most important and our own personal problems and goals need to come before anyone elses?

This is something I spent a lot of time thinking about, and still  haven’t come up with any answers.  I don’t want to be one of these people…but I just can’t seem to figure out how to not feel resentful when others don’t act the same.  Does anyone else think about this?  What have you come up with?