Wonderland or Not

Give me the per­fect 90 degree, low humi­dity, per­fect for hiking, day over a pair of Manolo shoes any day.

I’m sit­ting here con­si­de­ring my good for­tune in having spent some long hours last week in an air­port full of tra­ve­lers retur­ning from Mexico.

A cou­ple of Aus­tra­lian dudes I met while snow­boar­ding in Chile, the sum­mer I accom­pa­nied my grand­mother to an aca­de­mic con­fe­rence there, con­tac­ted me because they are hea­ding to D.C. this sum­mer and want to meet up. I spent a cou­ple of awe­some days in their pre­sence, envious they were taking off a year to snow­board across the globe. It was the sum­mer of 2004, and my grand­mother pas­sed away a very short time after our return, making it one of the worse sum­mers of my life. We’ll see how my sche­dule looks, it’s not that I don’t want meet up with them, it’s just that they remind me of that August, and the unti­mely death of someone I can still hardly bear to live without.

It did pro­voke me to look at my old online jour­nal, trying to find the pic­ture of the Aussie’s I’d pos­ted in the jour­nal on my return. I haven’t used the jour­nal since 2006, and the majo­rity of ima­ges there were hos­ted on something called “image host”. Appa­rently the ima­ges are now are all floa­ting around in cyber obli­vion somewhere because they are no lon­ger acces­si­ble. I should have sta­yed on top of that.

I don’t favor Hot Air, it is usually full of exactly that, but there is truth in this post tit­led Hap­pily Divor­ced from Bill Maher’s ‘Rea­lity’. The com­ments are typi­cally ridi­cu­lous, but the post itself is almost dead on. Saying some truths, as Mahar often does, does not pre­vent his true cha­rac­ter, which I think is pro­bably rather defec­tive, from shi­ning through. That peo­ple still watch his show is what astounds me. The libe­rals should be able to do bet­ter, that you find his words now in pla­ces like Huff Po and the LA Times leads me to believe these are truly des­pe­rate times.

Never thought I’d say it, but thank you Hilary.

He has it wrong of course. It is the pre­ven­tion of access to birth con­trol and abor­tion which oppres­ses women in a huge socioe­co­no­mic sec­tion of our, and other, societies.

Title cour­tesy of Carole King/Gerry Goffin’s “Plea­sant Valley Sun­day”, per­for­med most notably by The Mon­kees, Many years ago.

peace