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1. LOLOL, Kris Allen, Jim Cantiello, I haven't been following too closely but I'VE MISSED YOU GUYS. The whole Mama Allen-Jim-Kris dynamic is kind of amazing. I'm so happy Kris has someone in his life telling reporters to ask him about that time he got locked out of his hotel room butt naked (which he literally pronounces "butt-nekkid", like that. Is it me or has his accent gotten thicker?).
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2. And Adam did an "It Gets Better" video ♥.
3. I received my bandomstuffsit assignment, which will... require much thinking and slight freaking out (your standard holiday exchange, then), and my yuletart assignment, which is really freaking awesome.
3. I don't know what to say about the proposed citizenship oath. I mean, I'm against it. I don't have anything new to say about it. And forget the fact that I disagree with it, but Jesus Christ, do we not have enough fires to put out that you have to create new ones?
4. 15 years ago today according to the Jewish calendar, Rabin was shot. I was 11 years old and at home, watching my sisters for the evening while my parents went to the peace rally in Tel Aviv. They left before the end, wanting to beat traffic. When they got home, my mom got a call from my grandmother. I remember her gasp -- my mom's a very self-controlled person and I'd never seen her react to anything with such shocked emotion, neither before nor since. "Rabin was shot," she said, and turned on the TV. It took me a moment to remember whether Rabin was President or Prime Minister, another to realize that it had happened a short while after my parents had left the rally. For over an hour we watched the same 10 minutes of footage repeating over and over again, the scene, the panicked crowd, the shooter caught and displaying no remorse. Finally my mom told me to go to bed, it's late, promising to let me know what happens first thing in the morning. I woke up early, and for a few minutes I stayed in bed, hoping he was alive because he was a good man so it has to have a happy ending, because it mattered so much to my mom, because I'd never seen her so distressed, and if I don't get out of bed, I don't have to find out.
And then the door opened, and my mom came in and sat on the corner of my bed, and told me he'd died during the night.
I went to school, and the teacher arranged us in a circle, obviously upset, asked us to talk about our feelings. Some kids didn't come to school at all. Some kids were crying. Somme were sad, or bewildered, like myself. I didn't know what it meant. Fifteen years later I still don't know what it meant, and I always wish we could get a glimpse into the world where Rabin hadn't been shot, know where we would have been today; I certainly don't think Rabin would have necessarily been Israel's Magical Healing PM, but things are so fucked up, and it's easy to go back to that moment and think that's where things went off-course. Maybe it's just the AU fan in me, but I wish there as a way to know what could have been.
5. WHY IS IT SO HOT THOUGH. And dry. Summer, I'd thought we were past this :(
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MTV Shows
2. And Adam did an "It Gets Better" video ♥.
3. I received my bandomstuffsit assignment, which will... require much thinking and slight freaking out (your standard holiday exchange, then), and my yuletart assignment, which is really freaking awesome.
3. I don't know what to say about the proposed citizenship oath. I mean, I'm against it. I don't have anything new to say about it. And forget the fact that I disagree with it, but Jesus Christ, do we not have enough fires to put out that you have to create new ones?
4. 15 years ago today according to the Jewish calendar, Rabin was shot. I was 11 years old and at home, watching my sisters for the evening while my parents went to the peace rally in Tel Aviv. They left before the end, wanting to beat traffic. When they got home, my mom got a call from my grandmother. I remember her gasp -- my mom's a very self-controlled person and I'd never seen her react to anything with such shocked emotion, neither before nor since. "Rabin was shot," she said, and turned on the TV. It took me a moment to remember whether Rabin was President or Prime Minister, another to realize that it had happened a short while after my parents had left the rally. For over an hour we watched the same 10 minutes of footage repeating over and over again, the scene, the panicked crowd, the shooter caught and displaying no remorse. Finally my mom told me to go to bed, it's late, promising to let me know what happens first thing in the morning. I woke up early, and for a few minutes I stayed in bed, hoping he was alive because he was a good man so it has to have a happy ending, because it mattered so much to my mom, because I'd never seen her so distressed, and if I don't get out of bed, I don't have to find out.
And then the door opened, and my mom came in and sat on the corner of my bed, and told me he'd died during the night.
I went to school, and the teacher arranged us in a circle, obviously upset, asked us to talk about our feelings. Some kids didn't come to school at all. Some kids were crying. Somme were sad, or bewildered, like myself. I didn't know what it meant. Fifteen years later I still don't know what it meant, and I always wish we could get a glimpse into the world where Rabin hadn't been shot, know where we would have been today; I certainly don't think Rabin would have necessarily been Israel's Magical Healing PM, but things are so fucked up, and it's easy to go back to that moment and think that's where things went off-course. Maybe it's just the AU fan in me, but I wish there as a way to know what could have been.
5. WHY IS IT SO HOT THOUGH. And dry. Summer, I'd thought we were past this :(
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