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State of the Union response, Part 2

Tuesday, February 1st, 2011

I’ll let the post below stand on its own as the satire I meant it to be. . . Remember Reagan’s welfare Mom in the Cadillac? Anyway, too much has happened since then, both personally and politically and professionally to go back to the state of the union. My union is just fine, thank you.

State of the Union response, still in draft form - Below is my respsonse to Ryan’s Republican response. More to come. . .

Tuesday, January 25th, 2011
I want to spread my big white butt out on the hammock and call my good friend down the street and tell her to drop by in her new Welfare Cadillac and drink a 24 pack of beer with me before we use my food stamps to go the corner store and buy some Spam and mayonnaise and bread.

R.I.P. Reynolds Price, 1933-2011

Monday, January 24th, 2011

Remembering Reynolds Price tonight, I recall one of his best novels, ROXANNA SLADE.  I am drawn to it. 

Roxanna Slade goes through a 5 year long depression in the 1950s in rural northeastern North Carolina and the only medical options available to her are electric shock and other treatments she finds deplorable.  So one day when she’s riding with her husband in his pick up truck to town, she opens the door when he rounds a curve at 50 miles an hour and jumps out.  She cracks her skull open on the pavement, breaks countless bones and is taken to her sister Leela’s house to recover. 

The following excerpt from ROXANNA SLADE is one of the most enlightening views of recovering from depression I’ve ever heard.  Roxanna is thinking now:

“As I began to swim up to consciousness, whenever Leela and I were alone, she’d make brief references to what she’d read about the ’shock’ and the good results it was having - insulin shock for dementia praecox, electro-shock convulsive for
melancholia.  By the time I could take in more than two spoken sentences and nod in response, Leela was saying “You invented your own shock treatment.  I know it in my bones.  Things are very changed now.” 

And so they were.   

The Assassinations in Tucson

Sunday, January 9th, 2011

Of course this is here, upon us. After the decade we’ve had, what do we expect? How much do we accept?

It breaks my heart. Into pieces.

Here Comes 2011

Thursday, December 30th, 2010

Happy New Year.  I’m off to Palm Springs to celebrate another birthday and soak my back in a hot tub.  See you there. . . 

R.I.P. Teena Marie

Monday, December 27th, 2010

“Over all my race hasn’t been a problem,” Teena Marie said. “I’m a black artist with white skin. At the end of the day you have to sing what’s in your own soul.”

The End of “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.”

Saturday, December 18th, 2010

At last.

Thanks to all the gay and straight military members and discharged activists who put their lives on the line and to those who served and sometimes lost their lives after living a lie while serving their country. You all brought a personal face to this blatantly discriminatory policy.

I had the honor of having lunch with the late Sergeant Leonard Matlovich in the early 80s in Guerneville, CA near the Russian River where he lived. He was kicked out of the Air Force because he was gay, after receiving both a Purple Heart and Bronze Star. He had been a hero of mine since I had seen him on the cover of Time Magazine in 1975. His quote, now famous around the world, has poignant meaning today, after the repeal of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell - here’s to you, Leonard, it finally happened. . .

“When I was in the military they gave me a medal for killing two men and a discharge for loving one.”

Today is for you, Sergeant Matlovich and for you, Army Specialist in the MPs, Luke Terpstra, my man.

5 DAYS BEFORE THE WINTER SOLSTICE AND THE WAXING OF THE LIGHT: Now and Again and Sometimes and Always Writers create magic. I give you Tennessee Williams - He inspires me to keep stringing words together. . .

Thursday, December 16th, 2010

EZMERALDA’S PRAYER, from “CAMINO REAL,” by TENNESSEE WILLIAMS, 1953.

“God bless all con men and hustlers and pitchmen who hawk their hearts on the street, all two-time losers who’re likely to lose once more, the courtesan who made the mistake of love, the greatest of lovers crowned with the longest horns, the poet who wandered far from his heart’s green country and possibly will and possibly won’t be able to find his way back, look down with a smile tonight on the the last cavaliers, the ones with the rusty armor and soiled white plumes, and visit with understanding and something that’s almost tender those fading legends that come and go in this plaza like songs not clearly remembered.”

Let’s Crunch the Numbers on the Tax (Compromise?) (Com Promise?)

Tuesday, December 7th, 2010

In fact, the only groups likely to face a tax increase are those near the bottom of the income scale — individuals who make less than $20,000 and families with earnings below $40,000.  Although the $120 billion payroll tax reduction offers nearly twice the tax savings of the credit it replaces, it will nonetheless lead to higher tax bills for individuals with incomes below $20,000 and families that make less than $40,000. That is because their payroll tax savings are less than the $400 or $800 they will lose from the Making Work Pay credit.

– Hat Tip:  Jason Linkins, Jake Tapper 

Elizabeth Edwards’ Statement: Dec. 6, 2010

Monday, December 6th, 2010

You all know that I have been sustained throughout my life by three saving graces — my family, my friends, and a faith in the power of resilience and hope. These graces have carried me through difficult times and they have brought more joy to the good times than I ever could have imagined. The days of our lives, for all of us, are numbered. We know that. And yes, there are certainly times when we aren’t able to muster as much strength and patience as we would like. It’s called being human. But I have found that in the simple act of living with hope, and in the daily effort to have a positive impact in the world, the days I do have are made all the more meaningful and precious. And for that I am grateful. It isn’t possible to put into words the love and gratitude I feel towards everyone who has and continues to support and inspire me every day. To you I simply say: you know.