JAMES BOOKER-“THAT’S ALL”

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YES Scotland! Vote for independence from Britain!

Originally posted on Trish Causey's ArousedWoman Blog:

Yes Scotland! Vote for independence from Britain!Tonight I will be singing at an Irish pub here on the Gulf Coast of Mississippi, singing songs of Irish resistance to British oppression. The songs span centuries of Irish history and subjugation at the hands of the English and tell the tales of British invasion, British occupation of Irish lands, the British genocide of the Irish Gaelic people, the theft of Irish Gaelic culture, language, music, and traditions.

I will sing some songs in Irish Gaelic. I will sing about a people’s centuries-long struggle for freedom from its oppressor.

Interestingly, when I talk openly about the “Yes Scotland” vote, many of the dissenters are mostly Americans and have said that freedom from Britain is not a good idea for Scotland. This is shocking to me as these Americans are clearly forgetting their own history, that we went through this exact process over 200 years ago. The difference is that we…

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NEGOTIATING WITH TERRORISTS. THANK YOU, JIM WRIGHT

Occasionally, someone takes all the thoughts rolling around chaotically in your head and puts them together flawlessly.

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FRIDAY BEFORE WORK

FRIDAY BEFORE WORK

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OCEANS OF TOMORROW

“I speak of new cities and new people,” he wrote. “…The past is a bucket of ashes … yesterday is a wind gone down, a sun dropped in the west …there is … only an ocean of tomorrows, a sky of tomorrows.”~~~from “Prairie” Carl Sandburg used in a speech by President Barack Obama today at Knox College

 

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MIDDLE AGED ANGST

“That’s why I’m so angry really–not because of all the chores and all the making nice and all the duty of being a woman–or rather, of being me–because these are the burdens of being human. Really I’m angry because I’ve tried so hard to get out of the hall of mirrors, this sham and pretend of the world, or of my world, on the East Coast of the Unites States of America in the first decade of the twenty-first century. And behind every mirror is another fucking mirror, and down every corridor is another corridor, and the Fun House isn’t fun anymore and it isn’t even funny, but there doesn’t seem to be a door marked EXIT…..

I’ve finally come to understand that life itself is the Fun House. All you want is that door marked EXIT, the escape to a place where Real Life will be; and you can never find it. No: let me correct that. In recent years, there was a door, there were doors, and I took them and I believed in them, and I believed for a stretch that I’d managed to get out into Reality–and God, the bliss and terror of that, the intensity of that: it felt so different–until I suddenly realized I’d been stuck in the Fun House all along; I’d been tricked. The door marked EXIT hadn’t been an EXIT at all.

Claire Messud “The Woman Upstairs”

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WEDNESDAYS ARE ALRIGHT

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