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Woe is me I just took a stroll down to the corner of Main Street and Fox Ave. and the quality of the people hanging out there is beyond belief, a rough crowd to say the least. They have blood in their eyes and book burning on their minds, some claim that this is the fourth book burning they have attended recently and they will not stop until every Koran has gone up in smoke.
Dearest Doctor, I have come to my senses. Days ago, when you offered your diagnosis, I died. No, not literally. Had you done me in, I would not be here to write what I hope will help inform your bedside manner. Well, in my case only the way in which you approach a patient who merely sits in an examining room chair near you is the concern. You may recall our time together began so innocently. We sat down to review the results of annually scheduled blood-work. I had not felt sick all year or on that day. You had even expressed, it had been so long since we last saw each other. You scanned the pages, and proclaimed, that I must have returned to my bulimic ways. My spirit perished. I had done nothing of the sort! Yet, you said you were sure I had.
Really, not as intense a tragedy as Kent State, but if he gets the Speaker's Gavel in a wave election, another tragedy from my home state, Boehner of Orange.
Versus Nancy Pelosi.
People, its the midterms. I understand that many had their hopes stoked by the Presidential campaign, and many had their hopes satisfied, at least somewhat, and many had their hopes dashed, at least somewhat ... but this aint Presidential Primary season. Its the General Election Midterms.
Where are the YouTubes telling young Hispanic first time 2008 voters in Spanish "Poder para el Pueblo / Nadie Silente! Vota!" ... where's the Green fightback against Republican scorched earth ... is it all lost in naval gazing in the middle of General Election season?
I have many things on my mind, and one has just been added, as a start: The fact that my original Thursday Thoughts essay disappeared after working so hard on it, and before it was even finished! I admit to being ticked off, and it's hard to shrug it off as "oh, s**t happens" when one has written so much, only to have it vanish! Oh, boy oh boy!! I wrote a long, long Thursday's Thoughts letter, which disappeared...dammit! I wish this site could be fixed so that won't happen again! It took me soooo long to write it...and poof.,...it's gone, f**king gone! I have many things on my mind..and it's blown to smithereens by a stupid glitch that I wish didn't exist!
This is something that I find hard to accept; something that I've worked long and hard on getting screwed up for whatever reason. I've had disasters happen to pieces that I've come close to finishing, I've had other essays disappear that I've come close to concluding. It's funny how these things happen when one's just about at the end and about to finish! Oh, well.
Okay--back to business; I've got many things on my mind, and having made my righteous rant, I will now go on to other stuff. Here goes:
During most of the summer - my first in the garden - the heat rose in the morning and hovered unpleasantly past sunset. It hardly ever rained, and more than once the well ran dry from watering. As if in response to the sun-bleached days, the plants with white flowers (the Datura Belle Blanche, Casa Blanca lilies, Nicotiana alata, Little Lamb hydrangea and Phlox paniculata) bloomed spectacularly, while those with pink or red blossoms (the Monarda didyma, roses rhododendrons) seemed to struggle.
(until knuck comes back, i'll keep promoting this one
- promoted by RiaD)
As usual, I`m back on Fridays to post my coral reef images & to lend my small support to all the people from the gulf, & for all the plants & animals, above & belowthe surface.
I fear the damage will affect more the denizens of the deep, than the more visible surface land inhabitants.
As I`m sure you`ll all concur, I believe this was by design, ... to minimize the visible surface damage, at the much greater expense of the out-of-sight underwater damage.
I`m encouraged, albeit minimally, of the renewed pushback against the mantra of "the oil is gone", a magical feat, (read, pack of lies) akin to the (mushroom cloud from WMD`S in Iraq).
For months, the list of professional Leftists who have betrayed this President and the Democratic Party has grown. Last night, we first had to listen to this outburst from Rachel Maddow
("The crownless again shall be king." - promoted by newpioneer)
The latest update from Mordor is not encouraging . . .
There are still orcs in every agency of the federal government, uruk-hai still infest the Pentagon and the NSA, Congress is still filled to the rafters with Wormtongues and there are still five Nazgul on the Supreme Court.
I don't even want to talk about the Catfood Commission . . .
Nothing has changed in Mordor because Obama put the Ring of Power on his finger before Rick Warren even finished the Inaugural Invocation. We've all seen the consequences. The power of Mordor has not been broken, it hasn't even been seriously challenged.
Really, not as intense a tragedy as Kent State, but if he gets the Speaker's Gavel in a wave election, another tragedy from my home state, Boehner of Orange.
