My liberals, I love you, but we need to have a talk. I know any time we lose an election (and sometimes we’ve won one), we have to point fingers at each other and refuse to shoulder any of the blame, but can we please not do it this time? Pretty please? I’m seeing a… Continue Reading
I saw an American flag flying on a car while I was on my way to the grocery store and a thrill of fear ran down my spine. Same when I saw the American flag flying in front of a neighbor’s house the day after the election. Later on, I saw three American flags in… Continue Reading
I’m not a brave woman. I am rabidly conflict-avoidant, and I’m always fearful. So, to see all the protests and people talking about resistance is very gratifying to me, but it also makes me feel ashamed. I am always afraid. It’s a matter of extent, and it’s faded in time, but there’s always a nugget… Continue Reading
I’m still numb, in a state of disbelief. I’ve cried at random times, and there is fear beating in my heart. I don’t love America; I never have. Why? Because America didn’t love me. I knew it growing up a yellow girl in a very white world. I knew it as a queer, fat, tattooed,… Continue Reading
I am sorry there was no post this morning. I think many of you can understand why. I watched the returns last night, my heart sinking further and further as the night went on. I went to bed before the official declaration, but I knew by the time I tried to sleep, what the result… Continue Reading
All right, folks. I have a holiday (election) poem for you. Strap it up. We’re doing this! A Visit from President Obama Twas the night before elections, and all through the house, Everyone was panicking, causing me to grouse; I had my laptop on my lap, typing with speed, Hoping that America wouldn’t be consumed… Continue Reading
I saw my niece recently. She’s eighteen, graduated from an arts high school, has a full-time job, and has moved into an apartment with her boyfriend and his friend. She also got two tattoos recently. A small one on her hand and a larger one on her arm. She asked me if I had heard… Continue Reading
The elections are less than a week away, and if you’re a political junkie at all*, you’re probably feeling stressed as hell. It doesn’t help that you can check stats every second of the day if you want to, and while I wouldn’t recommend it, I know many political junkies can’t help themselves. I see… Continue Reading
Newt Gingrich: You are fascinated with sex, and you don’t care about public policy. Megyn Kelly: Me, really? Newt Gingrich: That’s what I get out of watching you tonight. Megyn Kelly: You know what, Mr. Speaker? I’m not fascinated by sex, but I am fascinated by the protection of women and understanding what we’re getting… Continue Reading
I give. Please. Is this election over yet? I can’t take any more. This election season seems longer than ever, like the endless engagement of a girlfriend who can’t stop talking about the minutiae of her wedding. “My colors are going to be teal and ivory!” “I think wisteria is better than baby’s breath, don’t… Continue Reading