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Friday, November 05, 2010
A Quest For Peace
I feel like I have been living in the middle of a war zone. Around me, the bursting bombs of the National Adoption Awareness Farce, canine cancer and loss, the Tea Bagger fear and bigotry election results...are all a cacophony of ear-splitting noise.The sounds I hear set my teeth on edge like fingernails on a blackboard. When it comes to that Adoption Awareness thing, I cringe to think this dissonance will go on for a solid month. At least the election is over. I wish the talking heads on TV would get that message.
A friend and I were talking about how neither of us turned on the news on Wednesday. I guess my hope was nothing against the cynical "I knew this was going to happen" of those pragmatic thinkers who were prepared for this national disaster. Just like the GOP spin doctors spent a lot of effort to make "liberal" a bad word, now they are waving the red flag of "Socialism" in the face of the fearful faithful. They grabbed the Tea Partiers and used them like a two-dollar whore. Yeah, yeah...I know. This was bound to happen...conservative backlash and all that...inexperienced president..Watch out, here comes Palin, blah, blah, blah.
OK...then let's see to the storm shelters. I find peace by knowing I am doing my best. I find peace by knowing I am speaking my truth. And I find peace by having lived long enough to know that things always change. And I find peace by periodically withdrawing from the fray and concentrating on loved ones and things I love to do.
So, politically, I have done my civic duty and, though it didn't turn out the way I had hoped, I voted my conscience and I have nothing for which to apologize or to regret.
I am wearing my ribbon when I go out and answering the questions as they come. I am working on another letter to the editor of the Orlando Sentinel which will either be rejected again or hidden among the hymns of praise to adoption that fill the pages of that publication during November. But, again, I will have done as my conscience led me and will have nothing to regret, there, either.
In our house, right now, we have both mourning and joy, and that combination is enough with which to deal today.
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Great post, Robin Send some peace my way. I'm about to go berzerk.
Thanks, Marles. I'll do my best. Would a Palin voudu doll help?;o)
In the Uk most of dread the idea of Sarah Palin, my socialist bones shiver when her name in mentioned.
Sometimes a little retreat is the best answer. Breathe, breathe, breathe...
I would definitely like a Palin voodoo doll - she is nuts. Robin, hang in there...it will be peaceful soon enough, just hold on to the edge of the boat.
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