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Upleveling Our Badassery
Twelve years ago, when Bush was re-elected, I felt sad. The nation seemed to have nonchalantly accepted being at war. We knew by then that there were no weapons of mass destruction in Iraq, the war that was killing and maiming so many was based on misinformation at best, and as a nation, we didn’t seem to care.
My then teen-aged daughter fell into a depressive slump, and stopped wearing shoes as a way to denounce the way things were going. I was disappointed by the election, but not devastated. Four more years. We knew what we were in for, and though I was deeply disturbed, I wasn’t terrified. We would plod through.
Here we are in 2016, and it’s a whole new ballgame. We watch, breath held, as the man who believes it’s okay to grab women by the genitals, spew hateful rhetoric against entire countries and religions, and seems unable to focus for more than a few minutes at a time, begins to take charge. I, like many of you, feel terrified and sickened. If it weren’t so disgusti…
My then teen-aged daughter fell into a depressive slump, and stopped wearing shoes as a way to denounce the way things were going. I was disappointed by the election, but not devastated. Four more years. We knew what we were in for, and though I was deeply disturbed, I wasn’t terrified. We would plod through.
Here we are in 2016, and it’s a whole new ballgame. We watch, breath held, as the man who believes it’s okay to grab women by the genitals, spew hateful rhetoric against entire countries and religions, and seems unable to focus for more than a few minutes at a time, begins to take charge. I, like many of you, feel terrified and sickened. If it weren’t so disgusti…
You otta post the story about the grocery store clerk. I loved that one. I thought about that story last week when I was driving K. to an appointment and she took pictures of the sunset on her cell phone through the windshield.
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