Archive for the ‘politics’ Category

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gone fishin’

October 2, 2008

yeah, so i’m pretty much outta here.  not for good, mind you.  just life and politics and oh, yeah, that whole getting married thing.  my world is shutting down on friday at noon to pledge my life to the man that i love, spend time with my friends and family and get the hell out of amerika for a few weeks.

catch ya on the flip side, blogosphere!

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enough

July 3, 2008

yeah, yeah.  it’s been a while.  do you think i didn’t realize?  i’ve actually been quite busy.  thank you very much.  if you thought planning an akawedding was hard, try running for public office.

yes.  you heard me right.  i’m running for public office.  it’s a tiny, unpaid office.  but it’s public and i actually have to convince people to vote for me.

so, yeah.  i’ve been busy.  and totally overwhelmed.  although i’m super excited about the prospect of winning i am an impossibly lazy fuck who sees all of the work ahead of me and thinks, “why did i agree to do this?”  the fact that i will be out of the country on my honeymoon for the three weeks before the election doesn’t bode well for my chances of actually being elected.   

my other problem is one of self-confidence.  the worry that i will “fail” in one way or another weighs heavily on my mind.  will the copy on my website and campaign literature convey my message enough?  can i answer potential voters’ questions clearly enough?  do my stump speeches come off as intelligent and natural enough?  am “i” enough?

of course i hope so.  and it will take every ounce of me to make it so.

wish me luck!

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linked

May 21, 2008

yesterday i was kindly linked by the Florida Progressive Coalition Blog for my creepy politics post.  thanks, ken!

i hope those who come by because of it aren’t totally turned off by some of my other shit musings.

 

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creepy politics

May 19, 2008

as of late i’ve been weary of people who say that this country “isn’t ready” for a female OR african american president.  some of my weariness stems from a need for self-preservation.  i mean, if clinton or obama doesn’t win the presidency by a significant mandate…dear god, i don’t want to even imagine what that would do to my mental state.

but my main reason for objecting to that kind of logic is that it undermines decades (centuries, really) of grassroots’ struggle for gender and racial equality.  it suggests that the feminist and civil rights movements have had little effect on the day to day lives of most americans and that the cultural phenomena sought to be overturned by such movements are still deeply rooted within us.

and through my brain isn’t big enough to discuss the true theoretical intricacies of my argument, it just FEELS wrong to suggest that i, as a woman, am no better off because of feminism or that barack obama, as an aferican american, is no better off because of the civil rights movement.  by extension, it FEELS wrong to also suggest that the average american isn’t more open minded and tolerant because of these two “equality” movements (and countless others).

which leads me to recount a recent scene.

mr. D and i were invited by a friend of his to come over to the friend’s house for a late lunch.  i had no idea what to expect but i knew four things – the invitee is an older woman, the invitee lives with her long time boyfriend, they live on expansive acreage “out east” or “in the redneck part of town” and this “late lunch” was bound to be an adventure.

upon our arrival, mr. invitee was lovingly washing his gator-type vehicle.  he asked if we wanted a ride.  why yes!  adventure after all.  so inside to find ms. invitee we go and it’s decided that we’ll prep some food, have some drinks and then go for a ride.

and what a ride it was!  we sped down country roads and highways, mostly on the shoulder going the opposite direction of traffic.  my mother, rest her soul, would have punched me.  hard.  we stopped at a horse farm with a bunch of emaciated horses and an acre or so of barren farm land.  prefect for some “off-roadin'”

later, during lunch, the subject turned political.  big opps to whoever turned it because it turned let me tell you.  downhill.  too much and too fast for it to ever fully recover.

“gas prices wouldn’t be so goddamn high if it weren’t for those goddamn towel heads running things over there”, mr. invitee said.

silence.

“and YOU want that ni**er to be president, too”, he added.

more silence.

he finished, “all we need in this country is a ni**er towel head running shit.”

ad VEN ture!

mr. D and i were in shock at this point.  and to be honest, i can’t relate the rest of what was said because i was fuming, holding it in and could only sigh once mr. D and i were safely back in our fuel efficient vehicle.  kinda like when you have to fart but you’re in a restaurant or some other such public place so it builds and the pressure becomes unbearable and then when you finally get to a place where you can let it rip it just sort of slides out in a wimpy little “pfftt” and you move on.  and so it went that mr. D and i could only look at each other and say “that was crazy” and move on.

yeah.  so now i’m not sure how i feel about whether we’re “ready” for a female or african american president.  i guess i’ll keep my fingers crossed that guys like this with creepy politics just stay home on november 4th.

 

 

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torture

February 8, 2008

we do not torture.

oh, wait. yeah we do.

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si se puede

February 7, 2008

Yes We Can!

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slash war

January 28, 2008

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