Quick, But Genuine APPRECIATION

Ok.  Tiger did not win the Masters, yet I still feel appreciative about a lot, actually.  Here goes:


Today I Appreciate...


1.  A new, rich friendship with Nicole.  She is thoughtful, reflective, well-informed, accepting.  She is a teacher.  Her life is fascinating.  Her writing and thinking is clear and beautiful. She lives in Saudi Arabia and we've been "talking" all day.  She is my wonderous gift today.  I appreciate Nicole.


2. Taking Emmie for a walk with Karen.  We all enjoyed it.  Emmie led us around, and was quite happy with herself.  Peeps and 2 poops for good measure.  I appreciate our family walk.


3.  Facetime with our nephew, Justin. We adore him.  He showed us his new doll, Eep, from the Croods movie.  I saw that with him and David, my littlest nephew. 


4. Justin's gap-toothed smile, and how he requests that Aunt Karen mimic a cukoo clock, a blue-jay singing, and dogs talking.  I appreciate my beautiful Justin.


5.  Eating Dulce de leche ice cream with chocolate syrup and chocolate liqeur.  I appreciate chocolate.


6.  A hot shower.  I appreciate being clean and smelling good.


7.  Karen going out to get us ice cream and stuff for me to make my own lunch tomorrow, saving me time, and us money.  I appreciate Karen.


8.  My purple plum tree in bloom.  I appreciate Nature.


9.  Reminiscing about my father with Karen, and having myself a good cry.  I  appreciate, and miss, my father.


10. The garden coming to life, the "talks" with an insightful, kind soul from across the world, realizing I need to get my eyes checked when Karen said, "Look at the duck swimming," and I couldn't even see the pond.
I appreciate this day.

'Night all...

Another Quickie

I spent days researching my blog post on the plight of women in our world and am exhausted, BUT, my committment to appreciatin' is STRONG...so, here goes:

Today I am grateful for:


1.  Writing my new blog post, "Woman Is The Nigger Of The World"


2.  Tiger in the hunt at the Master's.


3.  Organic food.  There is a difference.


4.  Reaching out to more people to share my blog posts.


5.  Making new friends on facebook.


6.  Karen's raise.  YAY!!!


7.  Emmie nesting in MANY comfortable blankets and pillows.


8.  Figuring out how to insert photos on my blog without having to call my cousin Susan in a panic.


9.  Backing up my writings after losing a lot of well-researched material, and pages of writing, about War Crimes and why Dubya and his Shoot 'Em Up Gang should be prosecuted for committing them.


10.  Hours of non-stop research, writing, editing, and formulating a curse-fest against those who hate women, a nice hot shower afterwards, and relaxing watching the Masters.  Augusta National is glorious in April bloom.  Correction I have to make here:  I am grateful for Hole 13 at Augusta; that hole is named "Azalea."  By the way, I also love the holes named Camillia and Dogwood...hell, I love the whole damn course, and I really shouldn't:  ironically, and especially with my focus on what I have been writing, they do not allow women to become members there.  Fuck Augusta.  That is for all the women I cried over today.

11.  I couldn't end with that last one, so, something worthy, that should have been Number 1:  I am grateful for the women who lived through hell, talked about it, allowed themselves to be photographed--although they could be killed for it--and the women, and men, who help them heal, who help them continue to live to tell their stories.


GO  HILLARY,  2016 !!!

WOMAN IS THE NIGGER OF THE WORLD

“…Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes she is...think about it
Woman is the nigger of the world
Think about it...do something about it


We make her paint her face and dance
If she won't be a slave, we say that she don't love us
If she's real, we say she's trying to be a man
While putting her down, we pretend that she's above us


Woman is the nigger of the world...yes she is
If you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with
Woman is the slave of the slaves
Ah, yeah...better scream about it


We make her bear and raise our children
And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen
We tell her home is the only place she should be
Then we complain that she's too unworldly to be our friend


We insult her every day on TV
And wonder why she has no guts or confidence
When she's young we kill her will to be free
While telling her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb


Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes she is...if you don't believe me, take a look at the one you're with
Woman is the slave to the slaves
Yes she is...if you believe me, you better scream about it


We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance

“Woman Is The Nigger Of The World”

-Yoko Ono and John Lennon

 

Afghan President Karzai: Beating wives is the "law of all Muslims and all Afghans"

Qamar Jan,18, was attacked with acid by her angry fiancé after a marriage refusal.

Credits:  Paula Bronstein/Getty Images

  

 

Gul Meena, who was attacked by her brother, and left for dead for dishonoring their family, recovering at a hospital in Jalalabad.  She is now in the care of women who run a Women’s Shelter in Afghanistan, see photos above. (Caption, mine).

Afghan patient Parwin, 23, a mother of three children and three months pregnant, receives medical treatment by staff at the burn unit of Isteqlal hospital, after she committed self-immolation, in Kabul on October 8, 2011. Parwin covered herself in kerosene before setting fire to herself in her kitchen in Kunduz province. According to Parwin her husband who is working as daily laborer gave her very small amount of money and her brother-in-law often beat her, and once shocked her with electrical wires. (from:  pixtale.net)

Can you stand this?  Can you stand this, I ask?  I cannot.  I cannot.  Women immolating themselves because they cannot stand to live their lot in life in horrible places?  If this is the kind of country Hamid Zarzai presides over, and his unimaginably sick brethren in countries far and wide, many of which get World Bank Aid, U.S. Aid, NATO Aid, HOW CAN WE CONTINUE TO ALLOW IT???  HOW CAN WE STAND IDLY BY AND JUST WATCH IT???  Are you sick yet?  Are you feeling sick?  Well, I want you to feel ANGER...a boiling, voluminous ANGER...an incandescent, preternaturally glowing anger...and, I want you to do something...

I want you to do something...WE NEED TO DO SOMETHING!!!  Turning Away Is Not An Option...
And, for you abusers of women...

  Things are about to get uglier right here, right now:  Afghan president, Hamid Karzai, listen carefully: YOU ARE A FUCKING CRIMINAL.  YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR CRIMES AGAINST HUMANITY.  WE NEED TO SEE YOU REMOVED, ARRESTED, TRIED AT THE HAGUE.  WE NEED TO SEE YOU IMPRISONED, WHERE SOME BIG, FILTHY, INFECTED MAN CAN MAKE YOU HIS FUCKING GIRLFRIEND.  I WANT TO MEET YOU.  TRY PULLING MY PANTS DOWN.  JUST TRY PULLING MY FUCKING PANTS DOWN.  I TELL YOU NOW, YOU WILL DIE TRYING.  YOU CORRUPT, INHUMAN FUCK!  YEAH, SUCK ON THIS, WHILE MY IMAGINATION WATCHES YOU SUCKING SOME GUY’S DICK, WITH ANOTHER GUY’S UP YOUR SOFT ASS!!!  HERE IN AMERICA, WOMAN DO NOT WEAR BURKAS, WE WEAR WHAT WE WANT, GO WHERE WE PLEASE, AND NO ONE—NO MAN, NOBODY CAN TOUCH US WITHOUT SEVERE REPRISALS, WITHOUT JUSTICE RAINING DOWN ON HIM.  SO COME ON OVER.  I REALLY WANT TO MEET YOU.  WE GOT SOME BUSINESS TO TAKE CARE OF. 

We give you how much aid?  HOW MUCH???  $ 16 BILLION over the next four years.  Another $ 4.1  BILLION from NATO per year, BITCH.  You stealing these funds, crooked, sick BASTARD?  We got ways of finding out.  Yes, we do.  And when we do, the WOMEN of Afghanistan, the UNITED STATES, THE WORLD pledge that we won’t rest until your ass is getting ripped up in some faraway prision…no.  Strike that.  You should, although this won’t happen, BUT, you really ought to know how I feel, HOW MY SISTERS THROUGHOUT THE WORLD FEEL ABOUT VIOLENCE AGAINST WOMEN, so, I want you here.  Imprisoned HERE.  WHERE WE KNOW LOTS OF DIRTY MEN WOULD JUST LOVE TO TEAR YOUR ASS UP.  Ok.  So it’s a dream.  MY DREAM.  ‘CAUSE HERE IN AMERICA, WOMEN GET THE RIGHT TO DREAM, THINK, LIVE, AND SCREAM OUT OUR WISHES, HOPES, AND DREAMS.

And, we will not live in chains.

____________________________________________

And,  TO EVERY OTHER COUNTRY TO WHICH WE GIVE AID, THAT TREAT WOMEN ABOMINABLY, LISTEN UP:

WE ARE UNITED AGAINST YOU AND YOUR REGIMES.  WE WILL FUND AND FIGHT WITH WOMEN’S AND INTERNATIONAL HUMANITARIAN ORGANIZATIONS FOR THE RIGHTS AND PROTECTION OF ALL WOMEN, EVERYWHERE, AND TO END YOUR CORRUPT, SICKENING REGIMES.

WE PLEDGE TO END YOU.

FROM WWW.WOMENSRIGHTSWORLWIDE.ORG :

Women's Rights Abuses & Abusers:

Abuses of Women's Rights

• Female Genital Mutilation
• "Honor" Killings
• Slavery
• Forced Prostitution
• Forced Marriage
• Forced Abortion
• Restricted Freedom of Movement
• Harrassment by "Morality Squads"
• Infanticide

Woman raped, mutilated, then burned alive--Congo (caption, mine).

--AFGHANISTAN

--INDIA
--INDONESIA

--IRAN

--IRAQ

--NEPAL

--DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC Of CONGO

--MALI

--SUDAN

--GUATEMALA

--SAUDI ARABIA

--PAKISTAN

--ZAMBIA

--SOMALIA

--CHINA

And all you other fucking sick bastard cowards out there...

(THIS LIST IS MINE, compiled from various sources, such as Amnesty International)

Organizations Working for Women's Rights

CEDAW
The Treaty for the Rights of Women

Captive Daughters
Dedicated to ending sex trafficking

Madre
Demanding human rights for women and families around the world

UN WomenWatch
UN inter-agency network on women and gender equality

Women's WORLD
We have formed the Women's World Organization for Rights, Literature, and Development, or Women's WORLD, because nowhere on earth are women's voices given the same respect as men's.

Equality Now
Equality Now works to end violence and discrimination against women and girls around the world through the mobilization of public pressure.

WomenAid International
WomenAid International is a humanitarian aid and development agency which promotes all rights for all people in all countries.

Women Without Borders
Women without Borders is an advocacy, PR and lobbying organisation for women around the globe.

Women for Women's Human Rights
Women for Women's Human Rights (WWHR) - New Ways, an independent women's NGO, was founded in 1993 with the aim of promoting women's human rights in Turkey and on the international level. Since its foundation, WWHR has become a widely renowned non-governmental organization around the globe.

Womankind Worldwide
Our promise to women in developing countries - our mission - therefore, is to enable them to voice their concerns and claim their rights, and to work globally for policies and practices which promote equality between men and women.

Association for Women's Rights in Development
AWID's mission is to connect, inform and mobilize people and organizations committed to achieving gender equality, sustainable development and women's human rights.

Women's Human Rights net
Founded in 1997, WHRnet aims to provide reliable, comprehensive, and timely information and analyses on women's human rights in English, Spanish and French.

Stop the Violence Against Women Campaign
Amnesty International is involved in an international campaign to stop violence against women. Join the "Stop Violence Against Women Campaign" and help make women's human rights a reality.

Human Rights Watch
The Women's Rights Division of Human Rights Watch fights against the dehumanization and marginalization of women.

Women's Forum Against Fundamentalism in Iran
The Women's Forum Against Fundamentalism in Iran (WFAFI) is committed to promoting a greater awareness of the challenges women face living under fundamentalist regimes such as that of Iran. Our tasks range from raising public awareness, conducting research projects and initiating outreach programs -- to policy discussions and analysis.

Women of Vision
Women of Vision is a volunteer ministry committed to demonstrating tangible evidence of God's love to oppressed and impoverished women throughout the world. Women of Vision is a program of World Vision, a Christian humanitarian organization that has served the poor since 1950 through emergency relief and long-term development.

We believe that all women have certain inalienable rights that cannot be legitimately withheld under the guise of religious or cultural "laws" or "traditions".

The Right.....

• to not be physically mutilated
• to not be killed in the name of "honor"
• to not be forced to perform or submit to sexual acts
• to choose whether or not to become pregnant
• to equal education
• to have an equal vote
• to be literate
• to not be forced to labor without pay
• to choose their own religion, or lack thereof
• to have equal access to medical care
• to have equal driving privileges
• to leave their home as they wish
• to leave their country
• to choose a career
• to choose their own mate
• to leave their mate
• to take legal action against their mate or any citizen
• to choose their own clothing
• to be treated equally under the laws of their country
• to listen to or perform the music of their choice
• to read or write what they choose
• to view or create art of their choice
• to have the same freedoms as others (men) in their society
• to have free and equal access to information
• to own property
• to hold public office
• to enter into legal contracts

We Can...

• Educate ourselves
• Support organizations that promote women's rights
• Let our representatives know that we are aware of what's happening around the world and we won't accept it.
• Write to foreign embassies about the abuses in their counties
• Spread awareness
• Read about it
• Write about it
• Blog about it
• Talk about it
• You think of something - and share it with us.

If you do not already know this, WOMEN make up more than half the world.  We hold up more than half the sky.  We give birth to EVERY human being.  WE ARE ALL EVE.  WE ARE ALL GUL MEENA.  WE ARE ALL QAMAR.  WE ARE ALL PARWIN.

I AM JOAN.  I hereby pledge to fight for Women’s Rights EVERYWHERE.  Please join me, men and women alike, who support women’s rights and human rights.  Share my blog, donate money, donate time, tell everyone you know about this, and tell them to drive their representatives in Congress, in the White House, on the Foreign Relations Committees crazy with demands that "The Inalienable Rights Of Women" MUST be implemented and enacted as the absolute predication upon which all United States foreign aid will be made.

“…Women’s rights ARE Human rights…”

                                                           ~Hillary Clinton

“Where there is a woman, there is magic…”

                                                         ~Ntozake Shange

“Woman, I can hardly express my inner feelings and my thoughtlessness, after all, I’m forever in your debt…”

                                                        ~John Lennon

WE ARE ON FIRE, AND BURN HOTLY FOR WOMEN'S RIGHTS
AND, WE ARE INCANDESCENT, SO ALL MAY SEE, SCREAM,
WRITE, READ, DELIVER, DO

AND, SHE  IS THE WORLD LEADER WHO CAN GET US CLOSER TO

"JUSTICE FOR ALL"

QUICKIE...

   Ok.  You know when you start doing something for five minutes and then it turns into an hour and a half?  That was me just checking my email.  I meant to get to this earlier. Well, I am committed to this challenge so, here goes...


Today I am grateful for:


1.  My students talking about North Korea like foreign policy experts.


2.  Tiger playing well at the Master's. 


3.  Azaleas on Hole 12 at Augusta National.


4.  My dogwood tree blooming.


5.  The repairman who fixed my refrigerator. 


6.  Ice cold filtered water, finally, coming out of the dispenser on my refrigerator door and not peeing out from behind the interior produce bins.


7.  Sharing my NuGo Vanilla Yogurt Bar with my assistant principal, who visited me at school today.


8.  My assistant principal for not being a predator, but an understanding, down-to-earth woman who loves horoscopes and animals.


9.  Talking to my lovely cousin, Maria, tonight.


10.  Relaxing with Karen and Emmie on this chilly night, in a cozy bedroom.

It Takes A Leap Of Faith...

“…It takes a leap of faith to get things going
It takes a leap of faith you gotta show some guts
It takes a leap of faith to get things going
In your heart you must trust…”

“Leap Of Faith” – Bruce Springsteen

            I spent the day teaching math and helping kids with their projects.  We do World Affairs everyday, and covered the gun debate and an attempted “honor” killing in Afghanistan.  The prospect of women’s rights in a world filled with disturbing acts against, expectations of, and unequal pay for women, well, let's just say I could have really started popping pistons to write about the ignorance and savagery, BUT, I figured I would do that another time—because all you’ve got to do to see the human cost of ignorance is turn on your t.v. However, I WILL deal with it very soon, ‘cause I’m really wanting to scratch that itch, to thoughtfully seethe about it.  Stay tuned.  For now, I’m just trying to stay positive, ignore Republicans, pick a shade to put to this print, and start recounting what I appreciate today.

TODAY I AM GRATEFUL FOR…

1.  Taking Emmie for a walk we both enjoyed.  Got peeps and poops again!  YAY!!!  I am grateful for the love of my life, Emmie.  Today, all the days passed, and all that I will have graced to me.  I was wondering what it is that all dogs seem to have, that draws me in, and makes me get a lump in my throat.  I figured it out:  when I look in their eyes, I see God…

2.  Making a new, true friend…Cynthia is lovely.  She is the wonderful, sensitive woman I spoke with yesterday. And, yesterday was different. Cynthia: you can feel the goodness in her soul just by looking at her dark, thoughtful eyes, eyes that have seen her through evolutions of spirit, and a smile that is genuinely warm and kind.  That’s it!  She is kind and kindred.  Cynthia is a keeper.  I am grateful for her.

3.  Seeing little boys playing on a clean playground, shirttails out, toothless smiles, high-pitched laughter.  I am grateful I saw little boys playing today.

4.  Having a great night’s sleep—something I have not had in probably years.  It had something to do with taking this challenge…it is urging me to write everyday, and reach out to others…thank you beloved Maria…I am so grateful.

5.  Reaching out to a beautiful baby girl who, to my everlasting surprise, is a gorgeous WOMAN now…you know, it seems like I just turned away for a minute, and, all of a sudden, she grew up!!!...beloved Melissa…a little beauty whose mom was the coolest chick we knew on Staten Island, the one who wore make-up like it was worn in the 60’s, thick black-eyeliner, and white lipstick, who loves animals, as Beautiful Melissa does…Melissa, you had big, dark eyes, a mouth people pay surgeons to have, with maybe one tooth, if that many...so, so innocent…toddling around with a dog nearby, a house filled with wonderful things, teetering, like babies do, as you explored your world…I remember you falling once, and Maria turning white as your mother’s lipstick, nearly having a heart attack…but, funny thing is, I don’t remember you crying…your eyes just grew bigger, as color started to return to Maria's face, and now, you are finishing your DOCTORATE???!!!  In PSYCHOLOGY, CLINICAL PSYCHOLOGY!!! God, please, do not let us miss any more of this beauty’s life…our little girl is growing up, and WE WILL NOT MISS THIS!!!!!!!!  I am grateful for Melissa…

6.  Enjoying a dark, crunchy, whole oat bagel that filled my mouth with warmth and nuttiness…it tasted like nutrition…like manna…I am grateful for my daily bread.

7.  Knowing the girl in Afghanistan, whose sick brother tried to kill her, succeeding in fracturing her skull, exposing her brain, cutting up her face, and leaving her for dead, is alive and being taken care of in an underground women’s shelter.  To see women risking their lives to save another, with gentle hands ranging over this girl’s hair, washing her, feeding her, saving her from five suicide attempts is to witness a love that over-matches and defeats the hatred, the IGNORANCE that brought her to them, an act of aching and beautiful courage…I am grateful for the life of that girl and the women who are saving her everyday…I am grateful for courage beyond what we can imagine, in a place we would never want to be…I am grateful…

8.  Feeling a rant about to come on, I am grateful for stopping myself from writing what I am wishing for that girl’s brother, and allowing me to get back to this list…I am grateful for self-control.

9.  Watching L’il Kim showing his tits AND shaking his fat ass…ok…no rant, and no bombs today, either…I am grateful for another day of relative peace.

10.  Seeing God in Emmie’s eyes, healing hands across the world, the smile of a sister in a new friend, little boys dancing a dance of innocence, a little beauty growing into a grounded, gorgeous, sensitive, loving young woman, a cousin I adore more than words can say…ok, I’m crying now…I am grateful for these tears…I AM  JUST GRATEFUL…

And, yes, Bruce, it takes a leap of faith to get you over a river of darkness, to the shores of light, and a house of warmth…today is my beautiful reward…

Showin' Some Appreciation

“Well I sought gold and diamond rings
My own drug to ease the pain that living brings
Walked from the mountain to the valley floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward…”

                                             “My Beautiful Reward” – Bruce Springsteen

            My cousin, Maria, is a wonderful writer, photographer, and blogger—among other wonderful things. She also has many blogger friends, and one has issued an “Appreciation Challenge.”  This entails finding 10 things in each of our days to appreciate.  I, who am so attracted to the dark, need to lighten up.  I am taking the challenge.  I have, as we all have at one time or another, sought “my beautiful reward” in things, uncommonly high standards of work and achievement, obsessively seeking to fix the world—little things like that.  Today, I’m just gonna go with it, not do research, not get worked up, just flow—with an emphasis on 10 things I appreciate today.

1.  L’il Kim is showing his tits, but no bombs dropped today.

2.  A Gun Bill will be brought before the Senate…the bipartisan effort was just sealed.

3.  I took my most beautiful daughter-doggie, Emmie, for a walk today.  (This really should be #1…more than a year ago, Emmie turned almost completely deaf, and a little blind.  When we tried to take her for walks, she quaked and cried, pulling us back to the house.  I, already depressed, became clinically so.  Adjusting to her aging was difficult for me, BUT I now see that just having her here to see this stage is a BLESSING, A GIFT…like no other.)

4.  Emmie REALLY enjoyed her walk:  she peed AND pooped!!!  (This really should be #2)

5.  I brushed Emmie’s teeth.

6.  I found a great new protein bar: NuGo Vanilla Yogurt.

7.  I did not wear a coat today.

8.  I had a great conversation with a colleague, told her about Mahdi—one of my students whom I blogged about—and she cried.

9.  After the gift of talking to an intelligent, sensitive woman, I no longer felt the weighing loneliness I feel daily, being in a one-teacher site, stuck in the back of the library, in a very small, glass-enclosed room that has two steam radiators going at all times.

10.  I work in the library!!!

And, one extra, for good measure:

11.  I took this challenge and ENJOYED it!!!

...I guess, from a hill a sacred light does shine, Bruce, especially if you turn your back to the dark...

Unanchored, And I Am Not Shocked

“…Take me back to the days…

      Of the all night rock and roll…

…What was the name of

   that love song you played?

I forgot how it goes,

     I don’t recall how it goes…”

                                                                       “Anchorage” – Michelle Shocked

I don't know how I'm feeling about Michelle Shocked...don't know her, just love the song "Anchorage"...saw her on Piers Morgan and she seemed to be suffering...I know...she said some incoherent, conflicted, and even some ridiculous stuff in a concert “sermon” that does not make me feel good, sort of makes me seethe...but what I saw was a suffering person...read some stuff about her and she seems caught between wanting to accept the Bible on a literal level, although, and she might have missed this, it does not say anything about gay marriage, but she hears some preachers and she wants to believe and belong and accept and still belong, and in the Born-Again community, there isn't too much room for that...but her statements--in various articles and quotes from secondary sources, and herself--seem to veer from "I am the biggest homophobe..." to "My support for the LGBT community is strong and has never waivered..."  What to make of this? 

      I think of her name and, reading that her parents sent her to a mental hospital where she received shock treatment, well...maybe there's a hint there...about who she is and why...and although I am deeply troubled by her comments, I can't bring myself to damn her...anyone who can write a song so haunting and beautiful as "Anchorage" and has gone through a troubled, troubled life, well, I just can't damn her.  Damning is a damning thing.  It damages forever. She seems too fragile and human for damning.  And, she is struggling to make something right, from most of what I have read and seen and heard. If she is being a genuine, albeit, somewhat lost, soul, then I can’t damn her.  I can be--and am--upset and confused, but I can't damn her.  The more I read and hear, the more challenging it gets to make sense of what she wanted to say, why she wanted to say it, who she is, and why she brought the detritus of broken-ness to us, outside of artistry, although she might think it was part of her artistry. I can reasonably say to her, "It was not.  You need better boundaries, Michelle, and there are places to go and other kinds of help to get you to see that."

      This is where trying to find God gets you in trouble:  if you cannot see Beauty in Nature, the music you make, the words you write, then you are missing the everyday miracles you should be embracing.  Instead, if you go Messianic, Hubris will bring you down, sure as it did Prometheus.  All of us have wings of wax or gossamer.  All of us can fly.  You gotta have a good altimeter…know if you strive for the Sun, well, you gonna get burned…bring it down a little, Michelle, or a lot…you think you need to preach or screech…well, the dissonance was just too great…and you failed to make it music—music is no minor miracle, girl…no minor miracle…and you have God-given talent...no minor miracle, either.

     We can all be hot messes, showing our own bi-polarity on difficult-to-reconcile subjects, but, for the most part, people I know--myself included--try to make sense, stay rational...and she needed more than an encore to do a treatise on "Truth vs. Reality" and its nuances--that's a grad school seminar, right there. I can say, however, that she should not try to be a philosopher, has the right of free speech--as do her critics--and might just grow from this experience that has hurt her, and a lot of us, actually.  If for no other reason than her right to free speech--I will not damn her.  I believe there is more to her than this. Imagine if we were all judged for one day in our lives!?!  Now, if she wants to be the Mother of Christian-Skateboard-Punk-Rockers, I say to her: go find your place, your people, yourself....and God please help you because you are going to need that on your journey through Truth and Reality.  In the face of mass exodus…go find your people…there’s something biblical to that…does it appeal? If it doesn’t, you’ll wander around the desert of the 48-, 72-hour news-cycles…maybe you’ll find your sound-bytes in the shifting sands of public opinion…made your mea culpas…they’re out there, too…

     And I want to say to her: you walked across that burning bridge, girl…walk it again, get back to your roots, and tell us what’s it like to be a skate-board-punk-rocker: now there’s a question you used to know the answer to…do you remember how it goes?  Do you recall how it goes? You want to talk about what’s it like to be you, right now? I don’t want to know.  Not until you’re grounded, anchored…anchored down anywhere, in this sphere…Truth and Reality are just too big to navigate, negotiate for anyone, we need a bridge, even if it’s burning, even if we set the fire…’cause, we don’t walk on water, we don’t walk on water…