Thursday, September 08, 2005
Taking to My Bed
Well, as Southern Belles have done for generations, I'm "taking to my bed." Unfortunately, I'll be rolling out of it about 6:30 in the morning for a normal work day. Geez, how did they manage *that* part...
Barack Obama's Words
Part of Senator Barack Obama's Statement regarding the Hurricane response...
Whoever was in charge of planning and preparing for the worst case scenario appeared to assume that every American has the capacity to load up their family in an SUV, fill it up with $100 worth of gasoline, stick some bottled water in the trunk, and use a credit card to check in to a hotel on safe ground. I see no evidence of active malice, but I see a continuation of passive indifference on the part of our government towards the least of these.
...I hope we realize that the people of New Orleans weren't just abandoned during the Hurricane. They were abandoned long ago - to murder and mayhem in their streets; to substandard schools; to dilapidated housing; to inadequate health care; to a pervasive sense of hopelessness.
Finally Red
I mentioned I was painting my dining room red. Well, it's finally red. Nearly three gallons of paint and 5 coats and it's the deep red I wanted. This isn't a great photo because I just noticed I've got some crud on the lens that is making it spotty. But, you get the idea.And... hey... it's just a "normal" post. No rant included.
You know that question... if you were a color, what color would it be... this is the color I am - a deep, rich red with blue undertones... deep, ruby red... I hope I don't ever feel the urge to make a whole room this color again. Or if I do that it's only after they've come up with a way to make red paint actually COVER.
I'm starting to live like a grown up - I have curtains up and everything. OK, not everywhere... but I'm making progress. OK, it's slow progress... but it's progress.
God is Not American - Who Knew?
So... today for lunch Greg and I are tooling down Adams Street, headed to fifth, for a run to Roy's. We're chatting - had to stop for a train - looking forward to some exceptional barbecue.We have to stop at a light at fourth street and I glance to my left and what do I see? Well, it's a billboard. But it's one I can't believe I'm seeing my little red midwestern town that's smack dab in the middle of a red state.
I don't know who put it up - no doubt they'll keep their identity well under wraps in this conservative spot. But, oh my gosh, there it was for everyone to see in stark black and white - "GOD IS NOT AMERICAN ...think about it."
We both whipped out the cameras and started snapping away. I'm sorry I didn't have time to post it earlier in the day but it was a busy day today. Thank goodness for digital cameras and the convenience of always having them handy.
I'm surprised there have not been massive pile-ups at the intersection. And I'm amazed churches are not demanding it be taken down because of its lies. We all know God is an American - more specifically a REPUBLICAN American. Right? (Hopefully all readers of my blog recognize sarcasm.)
I'm guessing it's a take off from the book, "God Is Not: Religious, Nice, One of Us, an American, a Capitalist" but I don't know. I just know someone paid some money to print it and post it. I'm curious who.
Hee hee hee... and right in time for the Kansas State Fair that starts in town tomorrow...
There's someone around I like, and I don't even know who it is. Obviously, there's another group I need to join.