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A Nation of Battered Women
It’s kind of fun to have a whole bunch of draft posts that I haven’t gotten to and revisit. I stumbled on this one from November 2019, four sleeps before Election Day. Looking back, these were the halcyon days.
The impeachment hearings began last week, and if the next few weeks of testimony are like the first, it’ll be pretty damning. (Not that is fucking mattered.)
how dare we?
Yesterday was another day to Stand On Every Corner, and, for the first time in a new location, I stood alone.
I have been struggling with how much to include Wee One on with regards to my activism, which has stepped up in the past year or so.
I Am Doing Something
The COOLEST thing happened yesterday.
Weekend Coffee Share #43
If we were having coffee, we would reflect on the passage of the summer. I didn’t think of OH as very much farther north than St. Louis, but it’s been much cooler. It also didn’t have the humidity; I think I underestimated the effect of the river confluence right there in STL.
But more important than the dumb weather, I am having such a joyous time with Wee One. I love watching her play and enjoy the summer with her: Splash pads, ice cream, digging in the yard, sprinklers, climbing trees…
If we were having coffee, I signed her up for a one morning program; I hope it will help with her speech. She’ll be around other little kids for that morning, and I’ll get to write. I’m also thinking about signing her up for Tinkergarden, but I’ll be with her through that. We went to a group session for someone who wants to lead it, and she had fun.
We wouldn’t talk politics because we each know what the other thinks. Our stomach’s have been in knots since November 8th of last year. We knew this would happen. We knew it would be a shit show. And even when the current president is out, as I believe he will be within the next year, the VP is a greater nightmare, in my opinion.
Which makes a good summer even more important.
Lessons From The American President
No, not the that one.
Notes From A Political Movement
Columbus is having a sister March to the Women’s March on Washington that is to take place on the 21th, the day after the inauguration, and they decided to have it a week early to allow people to march both here and there. I haven’t taken part in a political march in awhile; maybe since undergrad.
What A Week
There is no such thing as writers block, I tell myself as I reflect on the passage of silence behind me. I haven’t given time to writing, particularly this week, as much as I want to.
I have been agog with the things that have been happening since the new president took office.
Let Me Clear My Throat
I called my senators today.
I called them about a few acts that are coming before Congress, and a part of the president-elect’s cabinet I think is bad for our nation. It’s the first time I ever called an elected official, and I feel pretty good about it.