The woman was recording her podcast from Australia where she’d just immigrated. She was laying on her bed and trying to get her pillow comfortable. That’s what she was doing when she said this. It rattled me so completely that I forgot her name. It’s not an exact quote either. It’s what I can remember. … Continue reading She just told me how to be a real ally. (groan) It’s what I was afraid of.
The disappointment is painfully deep
I’m feeling deep disappointment about the explosive situation in the Washington County Court. What are the sick motivations of that handful of county Justices who see themselves as keepers of the purse and deciders of who deserves help and who should suffer? Our homeless population (roughly 2000 souls) is 30% long-term homeless, 33% veterans,… Continue reading The disappointment is painfully deep
NOW Rules in Agonizing Ways
We want a future that works for everyone. But NOW still rules in agonizing ways. People are suffering and there’s too much blindness to it. I hope you’ve contacted your Quorum Court members. (scroll down the page to find them) Many people have, and more messages are needed. The pressure is being felt. (Maybe you noticed… Continue reading NOW Rules in Agonizing Ways
Distressed beyond measure
Since I’m roiling inside and can’t really think of much else the topic for today has to be public leaders who don’t care. Yes, I’m still distressed at the Washington County Quorum Court, and the disdain that was shown to people in need at Thursday night’s meeting. JP Eva Madison tried very hard to make… Continue reading Distressed beyond measure
Tale of the Weavers and the Choppers
A metaphoric tale came to me this morning about the ancient and powerful craft of weaving and its counterparts. I’m imagining a family of weavers at work in their farm cottage. They’re laboring through the many exacting steps of creating the fabrics that clothe their own and other families. They feel pride in their craft… Continue reading Tale of the Weavers and the Choppers
Dear HARK, Don’t Sit On The Money Please
“The poor we have always with us…” the holy book says. But sometimes things happen that are just so beyond the reckoning of men that lives and communities are destroyed. Wars and insurrection in our backyards, change of climate, and pandemics, for instance. All of which happen to be threatening, at the moment, or already… Continue reading Dear HARK, Don’t Sit On The Money Please
The Nuclear Monster Living in Fayetteville
Somewhere deep in the halls of the College of Engineering at the University of Arkansas there’s a lab designing nuclear weapons. It’s true. We know it because of a publication recently released by ICAN: “Schools of Mass Destruction: American Universities in the US Nuclear Weapons Complex” https://d3n8a8pro7vhmx.cloudfront.net/ican/pages/430/attachments/original/1574113227/ICAN-Schools-of-mass-Destruction_nov2019.pdf?1574113227 ICAN is the International Campaign to Abolish Nuclear… Continue reading The Nuclear Monster Living in Fayetteville
What I can’t get out of my mind
I can’t seem to get it out of my head. I’m sitting here quietly, trying to rest my mind and prepare for the meeting coming up. But there are ghosts raging through my head that won’t be laid down. They’re apparitions from the insurrection last week. They rage and rant. They scream and chant. The… Continue reading What I can’t get out of my mind
A Hope that armed insurrection was the last loud climax
Wednesday Jan 6. We won’t forget that day very quickly. In spite of their protestations today that all the violence was from BLM and antifa, (what?) the Proud Boys and Q-Anon people showed their colors. It was, I guess, the “storm” Q-Anon has been planning for since 2017. For awhile all their fantasies got played… Continue reading A Hope that armed insurrection was the last loud climax
The Joy of Bingeing on 2021
One great pleasure that’s emerged since the election has been that Donald Trump has not been on my mind or dominating my Facebook feed. That’s probably what’s making him most crazy now. He didn’t care if it was agony or ecstasy as long as we were focused totally on him. I look back at my… Continue reading The Joy of Bingeing on 2021