My house is a little messy but I am going to write 2000 words before I clean. Such is power of community. I need to keep my goal. I realized this goal/accountability thing was what I needed to keep food in its place.
So if you see random food on my fb page, I am posting food that I should have skipped or eaten in moderation.
I’ll keep you posted if it works long term.
So far it has helped a lot
Thank you!
I was at a friend’s house and she had some chickens. Cute. Free range. But the neighboring chickens were not just cute and free range, they were aggressive.
One attacked my friend’s chicken. I reached for the back wing of the aggressive chicken and pulled it away from it’s prey.
Not a big deal, a quick calculation of size and risk. I was pretty sure I could take the chicken.
I don’t like guns and wars are nightmarish. But there are times when it is criminal to stand by and do nothing while Rwanda or Mali burns.
I learned this from history.
I lived in Germany as a child, Panama as a teen, Asia–all places deeply influenced by conflict and injustice.
I would say the best way to stop war is for the individual in society to advocate for the civil rights of each individual–children, victims of crime, the hungry.
But we don’t
Long before someone puts a gun in our hands and tells us we have to fight
We are chicken.
My adopted son voted today. He seemed excited about it. I congratulated him.
His biological sister is fully supported by Ohio but I do not know if she voted.
I did not vote.
I did not vote because every republican and democrat I contacted in the last 3 years either washed their hands of us or lied to us.
One party washed
The other lied
Kicked the stuffing out of me.
Democracy. Better than oligarchy, inching toward very expensive anarchy
For something to change someone besides me would have to be alarmed by my story.
The story is haunting, devastating, nightmarish–a little boy is killed when he falls into a wild dog exhibit.
I grieve for the family.
And I say we must treat this as a preventable death.
There should have been a secondary safety barrier between the railing and the ground.
Any able bodied adult attending the exhibit should have immediately called 911 and alerted zoo officials.
And yes, we ordinary citizens need to expect that it is our job to insert ourselves between a baby and a pack of wild dogs.
I know I am asking for heroism. And I know this is a rare occurrence (thank God)–but one we must examine closely.
The wiki link above says that these dogs have an 80-90% kill rate. 2/3rds higher than lions. They hunt in communicating packs and will run prey down. They are extremely aggressive and work together.
And here is the terrible irony–these dogs were raised by an ordinary domesticated dog. The Pittsburgh zoo brought her in to nurse the wild pups in 2009.
They were raised in that zoo.
Did the zoo cultivate their predatory hunting skills? I don’t know.
But I do know that they are deadly. The wild African dogs hunt to sustain the life of their pack.
Human predators have no such excuse for the terrible things they do.
To keep our kids safe we must educate ourselves about the animals that live so close to defenseless children.
My prayers remain with this little one’s family.
So I don’t plan to vote. I have voted in every election since 1988, but this year I doubt I will. What is the point?
In the last election Matt Damon disparaged Sarah Palin’s faith. I am not her biggest fan, but I thought–wow, Matt is speaking his mind about beliefs that have been widely shared by billions for 2000 years.
This election cycle I keep wishing Matt would mouth off about Romney. Heck, I wish Ryan would mouth off about him.
Joseph Smith?! Polygamy? Child brides? A core belief system that has nothing in common with Christian theology. Yet everyone is quiet. Eerily so.
Please, somebody else tell me they are worried about the POTUS-candidate who believes if he plays his metaphysical cards right he will be god of his own world?
And yet I give him credit for driving hard toward the presidency with his wacky beliefs intact. I have watched the smooth and regal president for 5 years now. And I can’t say I know if he has faith in any Being higher than himself.
My iPhone went quiet. Took it to at&t
No quick fix. So I went to Target and bought this wonderful plug-in speaker
We tried it out at the pool–
Dance party
Grace.
My thanks to Sal and Verrochio…
There is famous
And there is crazy
There is infamous
And obscure
There are Germans
And all the other people
With immaculate public transportation
And then there is the gaze of the Almighty
So often obscured by
The cardboard ads for beer
But unwavering in His vision
Of us
To the end of love.
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