Why Vote?

How I learned that my vote matters. For me, being a better American came through living abroad. While I loved my country. I also left it. And the lessons began early and continued often. The peace sign was scraped off my car on the Yugoslav border. From the start of a thirty year sojourn in Greece The angry and sly accusations about being CIA and:or a spy were so absurd and so familiar that a laughing denial would not serve for longer than a sneer. I had to open the worm can and grasp the slimy half absurd truths and…

Rosemary’s Baby

Taking a look at the Roe v Wade threat. let’s consider that these awful bullying insecure oafs might NOT have been born had there been a safe legal means to prevent or end an unwanted pregnancy. Unloved and unwanted children ….can turn out to be monsters. They are fighting for their lives. At the expense of others lives. Survival of the least fit. Least compassionate. Most damaged and damaging. Willing to sacrifice sisters, daughters, mothers, nieces, sisters-in-law, wives…..anything with a fertile womb. is this Rosemary’s baby?

Shrew (and Christine ) of Amherst

Susan Collins, U. S. Senator from Maine was born in 1957, on the day I (another Christine) became a teenager. That year, or maybe it was a couple years later, a schoolmate – yet another Christine! was assaulted by the the class jocks, inebriated on stolen hard cider. The possible charge of theft was the worrisome matter. It would have gone on the record. The girl wasnʼt hurt, it was said. I knew it couldnʼt happen to me. But just in case, I didnʼt attend even the one class party held without the parents presence that I was invited to….

Mirrors

What does my face look like? Can we ever know what others see when the tears remain unshed. When our dry eyes glitter with mixed emotions. When pain, fear, anger, weakness and power struggle to balance the gaze. Is that liquid -sweat or tears, blood or bile? Is that tremor strength or weakness ? Is that fire pain or anger. It is all. Truth is many. Look for one? You find others. What does my face show of this. Who cares to read it must look here where my words show what I sometimes want to hide, sometimes want to…

Real Fakes: A visit to the planet of the certifiably great.

Ownership…it sounds simple enough. You pick out a book, or a tool, or a service, or a slave, or a silver fork, ar a building lot . Find the price. (Here’s where it starts to get complicated fast). Check your wallet, bank account or bottom of your pocket and shell out. Or you start to negotiate. With the owner. Or the seller- who might be a pro at this, or just an interloper. But anyway you want to acquire something….so making the deal begins. Agreeing or disagreeing on what you pay and what you get for that payment has so…

Hounded

Trying to outrun danger is a tiring and disorienting race. When one runs, not to get somewhere, but to get away. When the goal is just ‘not here…not, there’ both here and there have lost any meaning. Any direction out is all that counts. What to save from the fox? What to take with us, when the place we are going is just ‘not here’. Refugees. Migrants. They know what I’m describing. It’s when Hell is so close that anyplace else is freedom, an invitation to a banquet, even if it’s a paper bag with old shoes and a mouldy…