Bohemian Crip and The Case of The Heinous Hangups...

 I get hung-up on a lot.
I guess I get it....it's a crazy time, and I'm usually trying to prod people to find an hour in a day that might be too crowded.

And I have to admit that most people in their twenties probably don't have memories of getting hung up on that feature statements like "I can't talk to you when you're like this," etc.

Still, sometimes people are so put out that I'm asking them for something, I wonder what they expected.

"Hi, I've got a million dollars in my van...would you like some?"

I Wish Democrats Loved Their Base...

  I know what I'm supposed to say. And I can count too, right? If Cindy McCain brings along what's left of the GOP country-club crowd, it helps Biden win, which  helps further some of my goals.(Honestly, though, is there a Dead-Eyed Heiress demographic? I think that means there are fifteen #NeverTrumpers, not twelve)It's not like I really expect to have  My Man(or Woman) in the White House, except in my more optimistic centrist days when I could envision Valerie Jarrett or someone like that liking the cut of my previous blog's jib and Taking Me Away From All This in a way my indifferent education could not.

But the People should have one.
I'm tired of even "my" candidates writing statements so helpless and despairing I can't tell them from my Eeyore friends on twitter.

I'm tired of even every Dem nominee I've voted for my whole life running against some mythical hyper-permissive Seventies where the Moral Majority stopped states from giving puppies drivers' licenses and letting kids bring spliffs to show-and-tell or whatever...it's probably bull(I finished out the decade being six.) I'm sick of working hard for people who just want to give me tough love.

Maybe I want some love-love. i shouldn't have to incorporate myself to get it, either.

Mitch McConnell should not hold this whole government hostage.

Fortitude over Fatalism...

 is an affirmation read in Rep.  Ayanna Pressley's clear contralto on a day in which even the most optimistic activist's heart might be heavy.  Not only are we dealing with a Ginsburg-less world(and the potential to distort the mission of the Court she loved, the lack of murder charges for the cops who shot Breonna Taylor can make us wonder if we will have a system worth saving.

Still, Ady Barkan, says that we can only win through fighting.  "We don't get anything by asking politely."

In the short term, our odds don't look good. Republicans hold a(predominantly shameless) majority in the Senate and a cultish base sometimes willing to follow Trump off a cliff to their own detriment. Senator  Elizabeth Warren points out on the latest "Be A Hero," call that that was also true during the healthcare fights as well, yet "grassroots energy" particularly among the vulnerable, knocked repeal efforts flat. Senator Warren said she would do whatever she could from the inside to slow the latest "power grab" for a "stolen" nomination, but she wants outside energy to match.

Even fights with disappointing outcomes(such as Kavanagh) did change some political landscapes, such as the Senate race in ME, where energy around the Future Fund ensured Collins faces real jeopardy instead of coasting on her moderate, feminist rep.
Upcoming Future Funds could focus on Pat Toomey, Ron Johnson, and Marco Rubio, among others.

Virtual Reading Is Finally Live!

I'm on You-Tube! 

Even though I hope this is my last collegiate story, I am still proud of it...put in a lot of work on this video, too...the resolution is satisfying.

On Not Being A Movie Daughter and other stories...

 

Not for the first time, over my birthday dinner on Friday, I thought “IF I were a movie daughter, I could make them go home.”
Suddenly, there was not much to celebrate, with the cloud of a court without Ginsberg on it hanging over all of us.
I hadn’t seen my father in months, though(the pandemic is a nice placeholder for why, but that’s how our relationship rolls.)
Wanted to blame Amy McGrath’s limitations for her being behind in the Senate race, but just the level of control Mitch McConnell has, should tell every American that our system is unfair.(I am enough of a sectarian, however, to wonder how different Booker's result could be.)

The Best Parts Of Mary Trump's Book....

 have absolutely been covered(maybe over-covered) by the media, especially for MSNBC viewers. Not that I'm absolutely warning you away...Ms. Trump has a decent style and stuff, and she is scrupulous about not opining much about things she hasn't witnessed.  Still, almost 47 seems old to give in to electronic peer pressure, so it feels a bit like I found Hammer pants in my literary closet except the digital era makes "what was I thinking?!" that much faster.

Maybe there are disturbing threads in many German-American families(blame Kaiser Bill) that encouraged parents of earlier eras to keep siblings from trusting each other or actively at each others' throats...I've heard stories like that in my extended family, too, but when you're working/middle class, people don't care that much.

Also, being a black sheep within my extended family is not exactly a groundbreaking discovery for me, either(maybe they are sheep and I am, like, an ocelot) Mary got more out of it than I ever had.

Basically, save your money, or give it to a downballot candidate.

When You're Not On Zoom, Nobody Can Hear You Suck Up

 I took a workshop this week, about writing about disability.I did the thing that a lot of publications tell you not to do, and wrote about writing.(Short version: The quest to show range led me to write, aside from a quip or two, incredibly generic stuff.)I was able to use my browser to get on(artistic zooms aren't as worried about security as political ones, possibly, but I was grateful. Your Bohemian Crip is still not fully prepared for virtual meetings.

Not having full capacity, though(I could hear others, and I could Chat) made me aware of how deep my early conditioning that made me the a student with my hand in the air goes. It made me a better and more appreciative listener to not be able to chime in about how I'd read "Geek Love" in the nineties, too, as the facillitator had--we were about the same age, a strange sensation for someone who seems to have the Eager Rookie persona somehow woven into who she is.