Yes. It's "that bad." I'm so sorry, but I don't have more to say. It's. That. Bad. And, evidently, going to get much, much worse. Sheesh.
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Yes. It's "that bad." I'm so sorry, but I don't have more to say. It's. That. Bad. And, evidently, going to get much, much worse. Sheesh.
It's a tough, tough row, right now. I've donated, canvassed, militated as I can, called and yelled. I work (a lot) and therefore have a hard time showing up in person to demonstrate--though have done some of that, too. No dice so far. It's an effing tragedy. Hard to sleep at night. Oh, well.
Welp. I called and emailed Gillebrand and Schumer all week long, re. the budget. "NO" on cloture," I wrote, said, (and to my shame, I'm too busy to have gone to an in-person advocacy). So. That's fucked for now. Bad, bad times forefend. This-all is pretty effing discouraging. (Hugs)? Yeah. Hugs. <3
His worm is eating him out from the inside. Such a pack of fucktardery effing loser morons-from-hell, these folks. I pity them. And I hope they rot in hell. Soon.
Yes. That's it: Yes. Plus, I also walked down to the People of the Night social services project in my 'hood, and donated 100 dollars. Since that's about what I would have spent on groceries if I weren't boycotting. They're doing "okay so far," they said. Soon. . .they expect much. Much that's bad.
YEP. I've donated to you. Wind in your SAILS! WI is so harrowed by MAGA, but your win could put a firmer foot in the door of their intended perfidy. GO, GO, Judge Crawford!!! <3
This was a lot of fun. Thank you! I hope they enjoy the photos of my dog. She is a DEI rescue and I am NARKING on her!!!
Highly recommending Anand Giridharadas's THE INK, for those who don't already follow. It's so hard to be conversant, these wild and wooly days. I'm trying, along with the rest of us. Wind in your sails, Bsk peeps.
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Oh, COSTCO is my new bf. Shame on me that it's new. Better late than freakin' ever.
Oh, totally. Wouldn't that be a dream? I mean, black women have saved. . . about everything that matters in America. I would support that in a NY MINUTE. From your dreaming to my (small, but mighty?) browsing fingers, as a white old lady who knows how to be . . .FREAKING grateful. (pardon my shout)
Your own mental health is worth gold, my dear! Seriously. I hear you. I am swirling (hopefully not "the drain," but. . .I we'll see) and all I can say is. . . searching is what we can do. And it'll matter. From my typing fingers to gods' ears. Light a candle for me. I will light one for you/us!
I hear you. What (kind of) Dem could YOU get behind? Me, sheesh, I WANTED TO LOVE Bernie, and then bros pilloried Hillary, and . . .whatever. (Though I'm STILL not over that, quite). Now, AOC is amazing. . . E. Warren of course,) BUT. Pulling myself up short . . we need to be sensible. Tactical. ???
I keep thinking about what I can drop that will make a difference! I'm sure I can figure it out. Weird, though: having shopped at T.J. Maxx since it was instantiated, and now gone in my environs, and not having Amazon . . I'm . . . like I was in high school: a total dweeb. Lol.
Yep. I wasn't afraid of abduction, in my St. Louis city limit neighborhood. In fact, I was joyous, in 1969 or so, rousting about with "kids" outside our gates. Yet? In 40 years, that same neighborhood, JUSt up the street from "me," a lawyer and her husband threatened BLM protestors. With guns. :(
I would be lying if I said I'd read this article, and I wish it were true. I try, so, so hard, to have hope for the working class kids I teach! They're abs. adorb. And, maybe Biden helped them to be less verklempt than they now/ WE ALL ARE, now. But. WHOOSH. With the axing of PELL? Help!
I hope so. My husband and I, both teachers in c.c. (me) and uni. (he) DO OUR DAMNDEST to get our students placed so they can loft. He, at a uni, has better traction. Me, at my c.c., well. . . I expend MOST days tryig to wrap my mind around this. IT'S STILL POSSIBLE, I think. But whoosh: Long Shot.
I would love to be able to understand this. Raised poor as dirt, mysefl, my folks/community were, also activists (my father a Freedom Rider). I've never quite "gotten" how EFFORT by dems. CAN be "read" as "corporate puppet master stuff." Oh, maybe Pelosi. But. C'mon. We aren't talking about Pelosi?
"Intentional blindness." You've said a mouthful. Yes, and I, too, don't know what to do about it. "Do not willfully misunderstand me" wrote Robert Frost. It's a THING, and my students in c.c. classrooms always look askance and smirk when I emphasize that line. They get it. But. How to break through.
Oh, pls. believe me, I learned to value Joe. TOTALLY. Which made the disaffection of this past summer all the more painful to me. I wrote, donated, called, caviled, was a Joe supporter to the END. And after. Then, he was GONE the way of the dodo, and I STUMPED for Kamala. We all know how that ended.
True. No argument. AND (not but) HOW to . . . source and encourage their investment? David Hogg? Maybe. Not sure. I'm donating, but . . .
Truly. I was born in 1962, and I remember reading somewhere, a long time ago, that mine was "the happiest year to have been born." Weird stat. and I cannot defend it. But. I WILL say, it's been strangely true. And I don't blame generations beyond mine. THOUGH important to (try and) understand them.
Yes. I'm sure you're right. Disaffection goes back a country mile, doesn't it? TRULY. Though a ninny trying to descibe it, back in 1984, when I was a kid studying Cambridge, guy I dated was, then, was being groomed to write the C. with America. No lie. This stuff is. . .ancient in its formation.
I didn't mean to confuse! Sorry, and no offense intended--and none taken, I hope! Bluesky is a bit new to me, so I'm bound to make mistakes in my posting. Indeed, trying to back-space and omit extra, red, "Not posting" stuff is . . .challenging to me. Your indulgence is appreciated! :)
Wyatt, thank you. I've been pondering, and I have NO good answers. My best thought, and it's weak, is that Henrik Ibsen did this work for us--so maybe that can be appreciated. If not (lol) then. . . like recovery circles say, "They with the issues have to do the deal. No one else can, for them." Xo
Yes. I, too, hoped for Gen Z. At the same time, shame on me. I'd taught as I could to them through Covid, often they in their jammies on Zoom, in their dim bedrooms. I'm not "blaming them" for that! But, hoping for strength from them was a fool's errand.
I loved the halftime show! That said, I "got it." I mean--as much as I could (and I wanted to!) My drone friends on FB got to be "horrified," "confused" racists, "Not understanding." "What was that?" they asked. And, yes, like So. racists, "just for giggles" hoping for a fun time at some lynching.
Abs. "Conscience," if they can spell it, makes them snigger. They're Eddie Haskells, hoping June Cleaver's skirt will blow up in a draft so they can catch a sneaky-peek. And snigger some more. It's a little bit hopeless. However, we can't afford not to hope. For something (not them--Us, maybe).
To a lot of golf-playing effs, it does. Unfortunately. And they don't even all have to be fat and look like snails divested of shells and blown up a thousand times, like trump does. I think, in fact, that makes them chuckle and "hope to be his friend--they slimmer, like Musk is . . . "
I agree. And, I don't. Back in the primary before this one, I stumped at first for Warren, encountering ONLY (for the most part) folks who, Dem., feared for their health insurance. I bowed to their will and stumped for Biden. Who won. And then got ROYALLY complained about by same. So what? Hmm.