WELL BUTTER ME BEGONIAS. IT'S AN UPDATE.
Hoot hoot!
Hey, so, I figured in these times of great turmoil and trouble, these are the times my LJ deserves an update from yrs. trly.
Hello.
Like more or less everyone in the tattered American left, yesterday I found myself dazed, grieving, and utterly at a loss. What the hell do you? Emigrate, like you've been threatening (promising) lo these many months? Crawl into a ball? Volunteer for the battle-worn but still best-chance DFL? Volunteer for the scapegoated and no-chance Nader progressives? Who? What? How?
Do nothing, surrender entirely to the arts, which are ineffective but the only thing more resonant than Big Bad Men with Big Bad Power?
That last one is so very, very tempting. Especially given my skepticism that there's anything we (by we, I mean we progressives) can do, but I wake this morning resigned, and pleased to be moving on with my life, and certain of the course to take. I listened to Minnesota Public Radio, one of the best and well-funded public radio stations in the country, and realized that this is part of what keeps Minnesota with a liberal majority, in spite of the growing greediness and narrowness of our booming Twin City suburbs. And even if we can't make inroads with those nasty suburbs and those bizarrely xenophobic rural hinterlands, we can stay strong, and batten down, and gather provisions for the long siege to come.
I'll join the local chapter of N.O.W. It seems like people are at their most politically effective when pursuing their self-interest, and I've sure done plenty of griping about how dismayingly trampled is modern feminism. I need to cement myself in a liberal coalition, one that will fiercely defend our gay friends, family, neighbors, coworkers, fellow bus riders, hell, sports aficianados. A liberal coalition that will re-educate people on the logically consistent continuum of racial, religious, and sexually oriented civil rights. A liberal coalition that will drop kick Zell Miller and everyone who thinks we need to hear his words in order to maneuver back the South. YOU HEAR ME, ZELL? THREE POINTS FOR PROGRESSIVES. PUNK.
So. That's what I'm a doing. In case you were wondering.
Hey, so, I figured in these times of great turmoil and trouble, these are the times my LJ deserves an update from yrs. trly.
Hello.
Like more or less everyone in the tattered American left, yesterday I found myself dazed, grieving, and utterly at a loss. What the hell do you? Emigrate, like you've been threatening (promising) lo these many months? Crawl into a ball? Volunteer for the battle-worn but still best-chance DFL? Volunteer for the scapegoated and no-chance Nader progressives? Who? What? How?
Do nothing, surrender entirely to the arts, which are ineffective but the only thing more resonant than Big Bad Men with Big Bad Power?
That last one is so very, very tempting. Especially given my skepticism that there's anything we (by we, I mean we progressives) can do, but I wake this morning resigned, and pleased to be moving on with my life, and certain of the course to take. I listened to Minnesota Public Radio, one of the best and well-funded public radio stations in the country, and realized that this is part of what keeps Minnesota with a liberal majority, in spite of the growing greediness and narrowness of our booming Twin City suburbs. And even if we can't make inroads with those nasty suburbs and those bizarrely xenophobic rural hinterlands, we can stay strong, and batten down, and gather provisions for the long siege to come.
I'll join the local chapter of N.O.W. It seems like people are at their most politically effective when pursuing their self-interest, and I've sure done plenty of griping about how dismayingly trampled is modern feminism. I need to cement myself in a liberal coalition, one that will fiercely defend our gay friends, family, neighbors, coworkers, fellow bus riders, hell, sports aficianados. A liberal coalition that will re-educate people on the logically consistent continuum of racial, religious, and sexually oriented civil rights. A liberal coalition that will drop kick Zell Miller and everyone who thinks we need to hear his words in order to maneuver back the South. YOU HEAR ME, ZELL? THREE POINTS FOR PROGRESSIVES. PUNK.
So. That's what I'm a doing. In case you were wondering.