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|Wednesday, December 24th, 2008|
|Sunday, November 23rd, 2008|
|An Open letter to Barack Obama from Alice Walker
Nov. 5, 2008
Dear Brother Obama,
You have no idea, really, of how profound this moment is for us. Us being the black people of the Southern United States. You think you know, because you are thoughtful, and you have studied our history. But seeing you deliver the torch so many others before you carried, year after year, decade after decade, century after century, only to be struck down before igniting the flame of justice and of law, is almost more than the heart can bear. And yet, this observation is not intended to burden you, for you are of a different time, and, indeed, because of all the relay runners before you, North America is a different place. It is really only to say: Well done. We knew, through all the generations, that you were with us, in us, the best of the spirit of Africa and of the Americas. Knowing this, that you would actually appear, someday, was part of our strength. Seeing you take your rightful place, based solely on your wisdom, stamina and character, is a balm for the weary warriors of hope, previously only sung about.
I would advise you to remember that you did not create the disaster that the world is experiencing, and you alone are not responsible for bringing the world back to balance. A primary responsibility that you do have, however, is to cultivate happiness in your own life. To make a schedule that permits sufficient time of rest and play with your gorgeous wife and lovely daughters. And so on. One gathers that your family is large. We are used to seeing men in the White House soon become juiceless and as white-haired as the building; we notice their wives and children looking strained and stressed. They soon have smiles so lacking in joy that they remind us of scissors. This is no way to lead. Nor does your family deserve this fate. One way of thinking about all this is: It is so bad now that there is no excuse not to relax. From your happy, relaxed state, you can model real success, which is all that so many people in the world really want. They may buy endless cars and houses and furs and gobble up all the attention and space they can manage, or barely manage, but this is because it is not yet clear to them that success is truly an inside job. That it is within the reach of almost everyone.
I would further advise you not to take on other people's enemies. Most damage that others do to us is out of fear, humiliation and pain. Those feelings occur in all of us, not just in those of us who profess a certain religious or racial devotion. We must learn actually not to have enemies, but only confused adversaries who are ourselves in disguise. It is understood by all that you are commander in chief of the United States and are sworn to protect our beloved country; this we understand, completely. However, as my mother used to say, quoting a Bible with which I often fought, "hate the sin, but love the sinner." There must be no more crushing of whole communities, no more torture, no more dehumanizing as a means of ruling a people's spirit. This has already happened to people of color, poor people, women, children. We see where this leads, where it has led.
A good model of how to "work with the enemy" internally is presented by the Dalai Lama, in his endless caretaking of his soul as he confronts the Chinese government that invaded Tibet. Because, finally, it is the soul that must be preserved, if one is to remain a credible leader. All else might be lost; but when the soul dies, the connection to earth, to peoples, to animals, to rivers, to mountain ranges, purple and majestic, also dies. And your smile, with which we watch you do gracious battle with unjust characterizations, distortions and lies, is that expression of healthy self-worth, spirit and soul, that, kept happy and free and relaxed, can find an answering smile in all of us, lighting our way, and brightening the world.
We are the ones we have been waiting for.
In Peace and Joy,
|Sunday, November 16th, 2008|
|Wednesday, July 16th, 2008|
|Saturday, June 23rd, 2007|
When you are a hammer, every problem looks like a nail. Current Mood: annoyed
|Wednesday, December 20th, 2006|
|tagged by lsaboe
6 random things about me
1. I have an extra cervical rib
2. Almost all of my bottom teeth are baby teeth
3. I watched the very first episode of "Sesame Street" the first day it was broadcast.
4. I still have to think about which is my right and which is my left
5. I hate styrafoam more than almost any other substance
6. I can't think
|Saturday, February 11th, 2006|
Yesterday I helped my Mom put my step-father in a nursing home. THought I had a bad day.
S. has had a worse day.
Today, one of my best friend's sister died at the age of 38 leaving behind a 4 year old daughter.
S. and I have often bonded over the fact that we share the same recurring nightmare. The phone rings and someone tells us our respective sisters have died.
S.'s worst nightmare came true today. Can't even imagine.
|Tuesday, January 17th, 2006|
|From the OT
Cleaning up feces is not the job of the therapists. If we need to help our patient's do this, we will, but please do not leave them that way for us to find. Also leaving a full commode to ripen until we have to deal with it or die from the stench is just plain gross. Please do not confuse our willingness to "lend a hand" with "can be dumped with the stuff that the PCAs find too heinous."
About transferring those 300 pound stroke patients out of bed. We weren't endowed with Kryptonian strength in OT school. Some help would be nice.
The Occupational Therapist
|Saturday, January 14th, 2006|
I am ridiculously pleased that I have now evolved past knitting rectagles and tubes and have made 3 sweaters. They are pretty cute too.
|Tuesday, November 8th, 2005|
|I will so have my feminist card torn up...
but I really miss Chris right now because Ben has brought an enormous mouse in through the cat flap and is eating it with great crunchy glee, after a long squeaky torture session. I alone must clean up the abandoned entrails. *shudder*
That's so his job. And since Ben has done this right in the doorway of my bedroom, I can't willfully ignore it until Saturday. Current Mood: nauseated
|Saturday, July 30th, 2005|
|Tales from the hospital
I evaluated a 63 yo lady in the ICU who had had a massive heart attack and anoxic brain injury from having taken so long to be revived. She's pretty well gone already. Her husband still has her on full code even though she's fairly permanantly wrecked. Just reflexes left, including some that shouldn't be present in an intact mature brain.
She had the heart attack after receiving the phone call that her son died. Like within minutes of putting the phone down.
You can die of a broken heart
OK, you check the pockets of things before you put them in the wash, right?
I had taken off my dress pants from work to change into shorts when I came home on a hot day. I intended to wear the pants the next day.
He gathered them up and put them in the washing machine.
With my cell phone in the pocket.
That's one way to clean the memory. D'oh!
Actually, the sim card survived and lives in my new phone. $130 later.
|Friday, June 24th, 2005|
It was 2 years ago today that I had my double hip replacements. Absolutely no regrets!
|Wednesday, May 18th, 2005|
|the cholesterol update
All numbers except for my HDL are now within spec. Dropped my total cholesterol 100pts!!! For some silly reason my HDL went down with everything else. Ratio is good 3.6. Go me! I can live like this. Current Mood: accomplished
|Thursday, April 14th, 2005|
|Saturday, April 2nd, 2005|
|brni complained I haven't updated lately
So, I found this new user icon in homage to our lunch conversation.
Lots happening lately. 3 people were murdered up the street from me, including a 3 year old girl. Molly's been really freaked but won't talk directly about it. She slept in my bed a few nights, shaking and complaining of tummy aches and denying any upset about the incident. She doesn't want anyone to watch the news, and I have to take the long way around the neighborhood to avoid passing the house-there is still a big memorial in front of it. I know the women that were killed casually, and the guy who killed them was a checker at the ACME where I shop. I've seen him every week for about 10 years. He apparantly asked one woman out, she said no, and
he came over and stabbed her, her sister and her kid. When he was caught, he confessed to killing another woman in Bridgeport in 1999. How fucked up is that? I feel incredibly sorry for the Dad/Grandfather whose house it is-he came home and found them. Totally sweet, gentle guy.
It's been on my mind alot, I guess.
|Monday, February 21st, 2005|
|Week 2 of the low-cholesterol thing
Things I've learned so far (in no particular order)
- Oatmeal for breakfast(the real, cooked stuff) is actually pretty good. Even better with berries on it.
- Egg beaters scrambled are only tasty when camping Otherwise-blegh!
-Reduced-fat cheese is better than it used to be
-Non-fat cheese however still sucks.
- If you do the "5 a day" fruit and veggie thing-it is unlikely that you will ever be constipated again
-Fast food is not my friend-even the salads suck fat-wise.
- Green tea is my friend, however
-Planning and packing my lunch and snacks is saving me beaucoup bucks
-Healthy eating is such a socioeconomic issue, it enrages me. I could never have afforded to do this when I was poor.
-There is a lot of yummy fish in the world and easy ways to make it
-There are alot of cool veggies in the world like jicima and Jerusalem artichokes and cabbage
- Molly is very good-natured and flexible about the change in household foods.
- I miss grapefruit :-(
-Must read serving sizes when assessing nutrition label. What some companies call a serving is pathetic and when you look at the values considering how much you actually plan on eating you may give yourself a heart attack on the spot.
To be continued...
|Saturday, February 12th, 2005|
Coincidentally, I needed my thyroid level and lyme titer checked about a week after my friend Martin was found dead of heart attack, so I agreed to let my doctor also check my cholesterol too. Got the results yesterday.
On the plus side, I don't smoke, not diabetic have low blood pressure and I exercise. On the minus side I'm fat, I love to eat cholesterol-laden foods, don't exercise as much as I could and my father and grandfather had heart attacks at young ages. Also will be 40 in a few months and I'm probably not putting out the estrogen the way I used to. Adds up to high heart attack risk.
So I am starting Omega-3 supplements, Niacin and Lipitor and a low-cholesterol diet. (Did you know that you turrn bright red and your face gets hot 20 minutes after taking niacin? Very unpleasant)
Yes, you read that correctly. A low-cholesterol diet. Or should I say a low-cholesterol paradigm shift since I loathe the word diet. I want to live long enough to thoroughly embarass Molly in my dotage.
Looking for silver lining. I can rationalize doing more karate, swimming and eating more sushi.
Feeling sad about the reduced cheese and egg consumption and what the heck will I eat while I run from to job to job. Yeah, I know eating in the car was a bad idea in the first place.
I am soliciting advice, tasty recipes, words of encouragement, etc. I gotta do this. But I don't wanna...