Showing posts with label Dear Leader. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dear Leader. Show all posts

Monday, September 28, 2020

Migration

 

Migrating Nashville Warbler
photo by Carl Jackson 
Instagram: @mo_better_birds

I'm slowly easing myself out of Facebook and Blogger to Substack -- migrating in a sense. I hope you'll come over there with me. Eventually, I might even get subscribers, but for right now you can get notification that I have a new post via email. Please don't ask me anything else, because I only know the basics, and I've been trying to get off Facebook for years but just don't want to cut ties with certain communities. If you migrate with me to Substack, you can read everything I write, add little hearts and likes and dislikes and even comments! It looks neat and streamlined, and I'm in need of neat and streamlined. Even my blog on Blogger is cluttered, and I'm tired. 


The Substack form is at the end of this post!


And how about that photo of the Nashville Warbler that The Bird Photographer took about a week ago in a park? He was walking through some Sycamore trees. He said that these little birds tend to bounce between branches under the canopy. It's rare to see them in sunlight as they tend to stay in the shadows, blending in with the leaves, hunting for bugs. They migrate from Canada to Mexico and Central America. 

I would love to migrate to Mexico or Central America right about now. Jesus Christ. May I say one thing about Dear Leader's new nominee to the Supreme Court? Or two things. One is that Amy sounds like an intelligent person despite her "orthodox Catholicism," and good for her balancing career and motherhood and raising adopted and disabled kids all while climbing the ladder to the highest office in justice land. That ladder, though, was placed there by the person she's succeeding, Ruth Bader Ginsburg, and it seems to me that Amy's going to pull that ladder up from her high perch and slam the door in the face of all the women who follow her. That'd be us and our daughters and grand-daughters.

Secondly, I can't respect anyone who takes a job from Dear Leader. Amy should have waited for an appointment by another Republican President, if there ever is one. Anyone who colludes with that piece of shit isn't a decent human being.



Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Writing Away Your Sorrows with an Updated List of Ways You Can Help Those Affected by Hurricane Harvey Who Have Disabilities



That's the tip of Mt. St. Helens, I think, (someone correct me who might know) breaking through a sea of clouds, hit with the setting sun. I couldn't possibly describe how beautiful and strange the world is, even through a thick pane of airplane glass.




I feel like a crazy person today. When I went to the grocery store, I realized that I didn't need to buy milk because Henry (who drank 3 gallons of milk a week) is no longer in the house. I started to cry and then felt ridiculous. I also saw that picture of Marie Antoinette in her stilettos, striding so glamorously alongside Dear Leader on the way to visit the suffering people of Houston and wanted to shame her -- and him. I wanted to openly mock her. I did openly mock her and called her Hurricane Barbie. I felt unsettled about doing so because, as one of my more tempered friends wrote, "What she's wearing is relevant to exactly nothing." I don't like to mock people's appearances and am perfectly aware that my tongue is sharper than a scythe. I always hated people mocking and criticizing Michelle Obama's or Hilary Clinton's -- and that's a feminist kind of thing. It makes me uncomfortable. So I felt uncomfortable about jumping in and joining the fray and said so, openly. What happened was the most interesting discussion from both women and men -- from those who agreed and those who disagreed. I wish all of ya'll were my Facehooker friends so you could read them.

It's all so utterly insane given what's happened in Texas.

If you haven't already, here's a way to help. I'm researching what's happening with disabled persons, particularly those with epilepsy. I remember that after Katrina many displaced persons with epilepsy and other disabilities couldn't get medications or utilize resources. I'm thinking about contacting the Epilepsy Foundation affiliate in Houston to see whether they need some extra help. I can even do that wearing my own stilettos while sitting in my bedroom, typing from the computer.*


Here's How You Can Help People Affected by Harvey

Portlight Inclusive Disaster Strategies has a hotline at 800-626-4959 to help get people with disabilities and elderly people to safety, provide for immediate needs for durable medical equipment and other assistive technology and problem-solve other disability accessibility issues. 

The Texas Diaper Bank supports the needs of babies, children with disabilities and vulnerable senior citizens (diapers are often not available at emergency shelters).









*Sorry not sorry. I do not own stilettos.

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