Monday, October 10, 2005

Do not ever discount a woman scorned!!! My theory is and always has been -

Barbara Bush wanted her husband vindicated for the First Gulf War.

She therefor set out to get one of her sons elected - namely ignorant George!

She needed someone to get him elected - voila - Carl Rove!

She needed a cold blooded VP - voila - Dick Cheney!

9/11 gave them the reason they wanted and planned on - war with Iraq.

Jump a few years down the road and we have middle America buying into "weapons of mass destruction", thus the war, and thus another Vietnam!!!!

Jump a few years further down the road and we have Carl Rove in trouble - major UH DUH - way too much power! Harriet Miers put up for the Supreme Court - give me a break! No end to the war - another UH DUH! Higher gas prices, an entire area of our nation hit by one of the worst disaters ever and compounded by ignorance and non -caring, more government not less, a budget out of control, and an administration hustling to defend itself.

Just as I said years ago that sex would be the undoing of Clinton, I now say that a woman scorned would be the undoing of this president. But, I ask you - blow job vs war? Which one would you pick????

It is heavenly watching the Republicans unravel and unravel from their own doing! We, Democrats, had better just sit back and watch "the cookie crumble". No need for us to do anything at all. The Republicans are becoming masters at their own game - destruction.

And, don't ever, ever discount the power of women!!!!!! Rightly or wrongly, we hold the strings!

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Given the blog I wrote several days ago, I am so saddened to read this morning that contracts to rebuild have been given to cronies of the Bush administration - even a subsiduary of Haliburton. That is all I am able to say about that right now - too sad.

Thank you to NFL today for making most of their pre-game show about both disasters - the hurrican and 9/11. Thank you once again to the people of this country - football players, and ex-football players (Terry Bradshaw) who went there to help and give some smiles. A handshake, a laugh, and a hug can do so much.

As we remember all those so in need, let us not forget the victims and families of 9/11 today. Time does not erease the need or the pain.

We have seen a lot these past four years, and to those who might criticize the younger generation (my son's generation) let it be known that my husband and I understand. We know that you have seen, felt, and done a lot. Keep going, keep trying, keep pushing. Your grief will be your gifts one day.

Friday, September 09, 2005

My apologies for typing five years instead of four years in my previous blog when talking about 9/11. Those types of mistakes should not happen. I could offer up all kinds of different excuses, many of them based in truth, but a time such as that deserves more than my sloppiness.
It is September yet again - another glorious September of warm days, cool nights, and soft sunshine. It has never been my favorite time of year for I am a spring/ summer person. September has always meant too many goodbyes - goodbye to husband and kids as back to school they went, goodbye to freedom, goodbye to the burst of flower's color, goodbye freshly mown grass, and bare feet, evening walks, days at the beach, and on and on and on. But, since five years ago on a morning such as this one, September has come to mean a whole different way of looking at goodbyes.

Here we are again, in the early stages of fall, facing another crisis of our nation, fortitude, will, faith, politics, and humanity. Our hearts ache, our beliefs are tested, and our safe little goodbyes of other years become trivial compared to the scope of what we witness from our secure little domiciles. How dare we mourn our losses?

After a week, we have heard just about all there is to hear, seen all we think we can endure. Yet, endure we must, for our emotional upset is miniscule in comparison. We have ranted for or against our political leaders, asked all the questions, and wondered why. We watched a nation rally five years ago. Now we watch individuals rally, and that makes us sad. Praise the human spirit! Praise the American humanitarians! Praise the givers! Praise the will of the sufferers to go on! But, woe to the national spirit. Woe to the rallying cries of our nation. Woe to the leaders who have left us drowning in despair instead of raising us up with a challenge to move forward and to come together. It should not require a bombing or a war to lead that charge. What is a country without its compassion, its unity, and its people? What is a nation without the leadership to take us there?

There are voices in the wilderness and I will share one with you. John Edwards said in an interview on CNN that we have a great opportunity here. We have the opportunity to raise up the people with dignity, pride, and a new future. There are cities to be rebuilt and what greater way to build them than to give those jobs to their citizens. Bring these people back to their home, put them behind a bulldozer or a hammer and saw. Open up the banks, give them an account, and let them rebuild home and life. What a simple concept, and yet one our current leaders can not even begin to understand. Can you imagine what a force this would be? Can you imagine what a model for the nation? Better yet, can you imagine turning poverty and despair into income and hope? What man, woman, or child wouldn't rise up with diginity and pride if given this opportunity?

So, here most of us sit - watching the television hour after hour and then getting on with our lives. Sure, we must get on, and we can not all be the angels in the darkness. But, we can be voices and voices can be heard. We must listen to the voices around us. We must listen to the voice of our leader who said in response to a question posed by the house minority leader - "what went wrong" (damn that one was mind blowing) and then we must listen to the voices of those like John Edwards who offer us a challenge and more importantly - hope!

Thursday, May 05, 2005

I have two new favorites - guys I am really enjoying.

The first is Ron Reagan. Oh Chrislarry, don't groan!!!! I get such a kick out of him. Just to watch him take the liberal side on "Coast to Coast" is amazing! What better way to spend your lunch hour than watching him debate the liberal agenda. It feels so damn smug! Years and years of hating his father's politics and here I am watching the son be all caring. Sweet justice! And, he seems like a pretty nice guy too!

My second is Louis Black - love this guy! Saw his stand-up on HBO and cracked up through the whole thing. Now I catch him when I can on the "Daily Show". Used to love Dennis Miller - not any more! Black's rants are so much better - so much more human - so easier to relate to. How great to get a good laugh. Found his pieces on the net from the "Daily Show" and intend to show Chrislarry's dad tonight. We could use a few chucks! And, what is it about guys with the name of Black. Another favorite is Jack Black! Doesn't he remind you of someone near and dear to us all?????

It is nice to have favorites - sort of gets you through when you need a lift and these guys are so much more entertaining than following the Hollywood boredom crowd!

Thursday, April 28, 2005

There are days, I must admit, that I don't know what to do with the lonliness. Days where no kid comes home and days where there is not much to plan for. That lonliness has a great deal to do with purpose. I have spent many days alone, but always with the idea that I was working for and towards. Suddenly with the last one getting ready to graduate, all that purpose seems to be vanishing and in its wake is a lot of nostalgia and melancholy. Empty nest syndrome rears its ugly head again and it was too damn hard getting through it before. I am not a "clutcher" so I let them go with smiles and godspeed, and I really, really mean that. But there is nowhere to move onto now for me, for us - must work longer, must deal with issues of life, must keep going. Only now it seems less fun, more bleak. Middle age is causing "middle musings" and those musing are not bringing the answers. Where to go? What to do? How even to be! Purpose is a heavy word - even the sound of it is heavy when it rolls around your tongue. But, I like purpose. I like feeling purposeful. And, when everything changes, when your definition no longer fits (especially the definition you like), well, life is confusing. Coming out on the other end will happen, but right now it just feels heavily unpuproseful and I miss what was.

Friday, April 08, 2005

Right now I wish I could talk to Michael Moore, because right now he is doing work on a movie about the big pharmacutical companies, and because right now I would like to contribute. It is a very difficult thing to be given a diagnosis and it is even more difficult in today's age to know what to do with that diagnosis BECAUSE the discussion stops with - take this drug. There is no talk about who you are, what your life is like, what your feelings are or what the alternatives are. All you get are words spit out at you from some drug makers pamphlet. How annoying is this!!!!! So, OK, a little background. I have been diagnosed with osteoporosis. I have spent the last month being scared and a good deal of it doing research. I have been told by two doctors now to take the latest drug despite the fact that the testing is still not complete, they don't have all the answers, there are major side effects, and oh yes, let's not forget that it might actually over the long term make bones more brittle. I have been made to feel guilty because I am little, blonde, smoke, and didn't do weight training. Do we take into account that I am a dance teacher and teach 15 classes a week, that I had an ovary removed (goodbye estrogen), that I eat well, and work like crazy in my home and garden? NO! I just fit the stereotype. And why? Well, let's see. Could it be that after pumping women with hormone replacement therapy for years and years that they finally went- oh my this stuff isn't that good for you. So, what do the drug companies do now? Well, they find another vunerable spot for women - brittle bones. And, they run ads in magazines, TV, newspapers scaring us with how we are going to break into tiny little pieces. Effective? You bet! Who wouldn't be scared? And, a scan is devised to measure bone loss - wow, how many of these are done! And, the scan compares you to a 25 year old woman at peak bone density. AND, what do the doctors do? They give you the wonderful pill that Merk is now making big bucks on BECAUSE so many women are now saying no to HRT. So, does anyone give me alternatives? Does anyone say to do weight training? Does anyone advise me on how much or what form of calcium to take? NO! They say take this pill, and when I voice my concerns they say, well that is concerning, but oh well, that is all we have. So, what is a woman left with? Fear, guilt, misunderstandings! Big business? You bet! Now, I am not about to not take this seriously. I am too active a woman to let this one slide by me. Yeh, I am stressing, yeh, I am scared, yeh I know this can be serious. But, I also know that I refused HRT and I am not willing to buy into this drug yet either. So, what does one do? Well, you get researching - looking at everything you can find, talking to as many women that you can. And, lo and behold you find a natural compound, much like calcium that your body has and needs more of, and you find that you can buy it online. And, you realize that it is NOT quackery BECAUSE it has been written up in The New England Journal of Medicine and when mentioned to the doc he says - well, yeh, I saw that article, but didn't pay a whole lot of attention to it!!!!!!!!!!! And, you read what New York's own Dr. Hoffman has to say about it and you read what other natural doctors are saying and you find yourself being your own doctor. And, somewhere along the line you realize that you have time. That despite what the drug companies want you to believe you are not going to break into tiny pieces in the next few years. You realize that this natural compound not only protects bones, but actually rebuilds them! Why would the drug companies want that to happen? Geez, no more Fosomax on the market!!!!! I am not anti drug by any means. I do know that there are amazing, dedicated doctors out there who are trying their best. I do know that there are scientists working away in labs for drug companies who really care and want to help. What I rail against is the CEO's of these companies who are NOT doctors and are only in it for the buck. I rail against an insurance and legal system that has doctors so scared that they can not even speak to a patient honestly anymore. AND, I rail against the insanity done to women. So, onward I go with a plan my husband and I devised on our own through a lot of research. I try it naturally for a year and retest. If it has not improved or is worse I will have to rethink my plan. But, if in some distant future they find that this drug has harmed women I will be pounding on Michael Moore's door and I will help him lead another charge!

Thursday, March 31, 2005

No matter how you feel about the Terry Shaivo case, I think the time has come and should have way before this to shut up! I am sick to death of EVERYONE having an opinion - from lawmakers, to polititians, to religious leaders, to the media, to psychologist, to doctors, to just anyone who feels they have something to say. The reason? Because Terry Shaive had NO say and therein lies the truest indignity. From the start of all of this she has been denied her dignity. Who amongt us would want to see our pictures in such ill health plastered and displayed everywhere? Who amongst us would want to be a martyr? Who amongst us could stand to see our family so torn apart? And now she has died and the talk goes on and on and on. Can she have no dignity in death either? I am not sure how I feel about all of this and I am not even sure I want to know. But, I do know that if it were my child, my spouse that I would want to protect their right to privacy, that I would want to hold them in my arms and rock them home. Sometimes, if not all of the time, a person's life should be mean more than the law, the church, and the family. Has anyone, anyone stopped to think what this poor woman needed? We all know deep down in our hearts don't we? She needed dignity, she needed grace, she needed peace. Sadly that has been denied her and if we must think then let us think about that. It is time to shut up and grieve that for some reason in this country we can never ever let an individual rest.

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