My inner social studies teacher is kicking me right now, telling me "of course the vote is important, it's your civic duty, it's how our voices are heard, etc." I don't believe that as much as when I was a wide-eyed, newly-registered political innocent, certain that my scrap of paper in the box meant a lot to somebody out there. Then again, that's about all I was taught regarding political participation.
...when I'm on the verge of trying to change things for the better. Somehow during the night some cement shoes will end up on my feet: as my mind screams for me to get up and do something, I just lay there and hear it, but I can't move an inch.
I woke up this morning with the sudden, harsh realization that I hadn’t been on a date in almost nine years.
I spent the past month reading (or re-reading) four of the most frightening books I’ve ever read and I haven’t even cracked open my collection of “penny dreadfuls” for Halloween yet.
I think historical patterns are more than a "cyclical phenomenon" of events and trends; there are too many on and off ramps, like the Beltway at rush hour. I don’t know enough—yet—about political history elsewhere in the world, but I feel we definitely have recurring patterns in American political behavior. Time, trends and the figures may … Continue reading An American History News Cycle…a 62-year stretch.
At the center of my being, I am more than aware that I could live to be a thousand years old and still not come close to learning all that's possible out in the world. I do my best to keep an open mind to new thoughts, ideas, and so on. Some of the things … Continue reading 100 questions to start, and maybe a million more…
I think I’m supposed to be embarrassed to admit at my age that I know nothing about love and even less about sex.
On most mornings, when I visit my favorite diner or coffee shop and plan to spend a bit of time, I bring my “Free Hugs” sign with me. I place it by my table for people to see, just a way to wish everyone a good day. I do get some business, so to speak, if … Continue reading I reserve the right to feel Blah today
...Yes, I am THAT person...by necessity or habit, I am that person who can talk to complete strangers anywhere...
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