Keith Olberman Special Comment
Did you hear this last night?
If you did not … hear it now …
tamarjacobson
Looking back and thinking forward
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October 6, 2008
Weaving life’s web
In the early morning, when the darkness lingers for a few more moments, I wander through the apartment opening blinds and starting the day. First up are treats for Ada, who waits on my desk with bright shiny eyes in anticipation. Hardly able to contain herself she mews and squeaks with delight as I approach my study down the hall way. I hear her call and become excited to see her face. Today, as I pattered about, waking life partner for the new work week and opening the blinds, I felt thankful for these early morning rituals and, especially for little Ada Mae.
It is the same at work. Arriving in my office, greeting people, switching on the light, computer, listening to the messages on my voice-mail, and reaching for that welcoming cup of coffee to start the work day. I have brought two plants to green up my work office, and they seem to greet me as well. Do I see Ada in every living thing?
Indeed, it is the small things that weave life's web around me and hold me steady and strong.
A year ago at Mining Nuggets: Angel squirrel
October 5, 2008
That looks good to me
Thanks, Shimon.
October 4, 2008
A personal Palin rant
Any president deserves a vice president who will be a sound adviser and trustworthy supporter. But the American people also deserve and need a vice president who understands and respects the balance of power — and the limits of his or her own power. That is fundamental to our democracy.
So far, Ms. Palin has it exactly, frighteningly wrong. (Editorial, October 4, 2008)
How’s that for perspective? The credit markets are frozen. Our top general in Afghanistan is dialing 911. Americans are losing jobs by the scores of thousands. And Sarah Palin is making sure we know that the chant is “drill, baby, drill!” not “drill, drill, drill.” (Bob Herbert, October 4, 2008)
This entire election season has been a long-running saga about the rise of women in American politics. On Thursday, it all went sour. The people boosting Palin’s triumph were not celebrating because she demonstrated that she is qualified to be president if something ever happened to John McCain. They were cheering her success in covering up her lack of knowledge about the things she would have to deal with if she wound up running the country. (Gail Collins, October 4 2008)
So much is written and said after the debate. Much laughter and anxiety at what we heard and did not hear. And, yes indeed, I have to admit Palin's performance insulted my intelligence:
“Say it ain’t so, Joe! There you go pointing backwards again … Now, doggone it, let’s look ahead and tell Americans what we have to plan to do for them in the future. You mentioned education, and I’m glad you did. I know education you are passionate about with your wife being a teacher for 30 years, and God bless her. Her reward is in heaven, right?”
But ever since Thursday night something else has been niggling at me, prodding at my early childhood sensibilities and knowledge about how young children develop. Finally, I realized this morning that what I am feeling is rage, and as I prowled around from room to room wondering what to do with this feeling I remembered, "Ah! I can blog about it!"
For all I can see is Sarah Palin at the end of the debate standing on stage holding her baby and aggressively patting the infant's back as she talked to people around her. What on earth was that poor young child doing up there on the stage at that time of night, surrounded by noise and lights, all confusing and frightening? Is Governor Palin showing what a wonderful mother she is? How she puts family first? That she can do two things at once? After bashing away at the baby's back as if calming and loving, she passed the infant off to her young daughter to hold, and then strode out to greet the audience.
Palin might waste the public's time by garbling all that gibberish into the camera for 90 minutes at a time. She might even sound so much like George Bush nucu-learing her way through the evening that I could scream.
But, nothing is as awful as the selfish exploitation of her youngest child for her political ambitions. Maybe she is a champion for Right to Life. However, young children have the right to a quality of life, and I cannot imagine what Trig Palin's earliest emotional memories will be.
September 30, 2008
Obama Cookies are Back!
This morning I took a walk up to Chestnut Hill and stopped by the Night Kitchen Bakery. I haven't been there for awhile but recently I was nominated for a position on their Facebook page and, feeling a sort of friendly ownership, I wanted to see how they are doing.
Plus, I wanted to check out their Obama cookies.
[Sadly, I cannot eat them lately because I am enjoying the fruits of the South Beach Diet, which denies me such tasty treats!]
So, I bought a cookie anyway, to share with the Life Partner for when we watch Biden Versus Palin on Thursday. And then I bought a Night Kitchen Bakery coffee mug too.
September 30, 2008
Where I blog
A year ago I wrote a post about "where I blog" because I had sent a photograph of my blogging space to Ronni Bennett for her generous offer to link to all our blogging spaces!
One year later, I notice that my PC has turned into a Mac! So, my blogging space has changed a wee bit …
Can you see Ada? She is looking out at the window full of plants … waiting … waiting … for my return.
A different view …
September 29, 2008
Happy New Year
SHANA TOVA to all who celebrate!
AND HERE IS THE CHANGE YOU NEED …
September 17, 2008
Catch a piece of it
Quote of the day:
Life just keeps coming at you. Make no mistake, it's out to get you, and in the end it will. But every so often, you can catch a piece of it and make it do what you want it to, at least for a little while. You've got to stay alert, though. Heads up so you don't get caught off base, though if you do, what the hell, it's not the ninth inning, until it is. Jane Juska
A year ago at Mining Nuggets: Anger is as anger does
September 14, 2008
Confronting ignorance (Update II)
Changing into my swim suit in the women's locker room at my gym, I overhear three women talking about the election. I move in closer and hear them laughing out loud. One of them says that Martin Luther King Jr.'s dream will be realized come November. I mutter, "Amen to that." The same woman says loudly and boldly to all of us, about ten others, dressing and undressing in the locker room, "I am a Republican – always was – but what do they think they are doing? They can't just throw us any old woman and expect us to fall for that! We just aren't that stupid! No, sir. I am voting for Barack Obama in November! Republican or not!" Lots of tittering and twittering now, nodding of heads and smiles of agreement. I go out to the pool, smiles and hope growing and beaming within. Perhaps the nation is evolved after all, I think to myself as I plunge into the soothing pool waters to breast stroke my way back and forth, back and forth for the next twenty minutes or so.
It is these types of small moments that keep me hoping that we are headed in a progressive direction. I used to fear ignorance, and try to side step when it crossed my path. Lately, I have decided to confront it head, heart and mind on. And, like all fears, once I stare it down, it begins to whimper and back away.
Let us hope that everyone realizes, like that woman in the locker room yesterday that: "We just aren't that stupid!"
A year ago at Mining Nuggets: Lessons learned
Update:
This just in from sister Sue. Enjoy!
Update II
And this just in from JJ: 'Alaska Women Reject Palin' rally is huge!
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