I come from a rabidly conservative family. How I turned out to be a liberal and progressive I have no idea, but I’m grateful for it. They love to taunt me at family gatherings and talk politics, all the while rubbing my nose in really outrageous statements and trumped up baloney. I tend to keep to myself and not engage, because it usually becomes a pile-on with nothing but hurt feelings (usually theirs) while I tend to take the time to dissect what they say and feed it back to them, emphasizing the ridiculousness of their positions. I treat it like a bit of sport, for most of their opinions are based upon the wild misinformation and ramblings of their favorite talking heads at places like Redstate and Fox news.
I had a business lunch yesterday with a conservative cousin who, during a diatribe about how Scott Walker and Chris Christie were akin to the second coming of Jesus in his eyes, made the statement “I bet you guys are scared now that we have more control and will clean up your mess.” Rather than go down the path that so often ends like described above, I let it slide and finished up lunch and parted ways, but it got me thinking….
Every night before bed, the alarm on my phone reminds of two things. One is to take the pill that helps to keep me alive, and the other is just how incredibly lucky I am to count myself among the survivors of a disease that has claimed the lives of millions, and ravaged millions more. The disease I speak of is HIV/AIDS.
This will be brief, but I will add as details become available. Donna summer has passed away at the age of 63 after a battle with cancer. I was not even aware she was ill.
According to various sources, the five-time Grammy winner was working on a new album at the time of her death. She is survived by her husband and three daughters.
Today, I signed into my account here at Daily Kos, and somehow, it looked different. Different because you were generous and gave an unexpected gift to me that changed not only the way I literally view Daily Kos now, but how I view each and every one of you who make this community so incredibly special. Your anonymous message to me:
You matter to many! Be well!
meant more than I think you could possibly ever know. Perhaps this diary may be too raw for some, but I feel the need to explain why.
I can't write for love nor money, and it is certainly true I can rub folks the wrong way. But for once I feel I need to be courageous and stand up for what I believe is right and wrong. The bigotry that is running unchecked through this place is wrong. It has begun to poison the well. I can't be part of it.
You know, I’ve never written a diary like this before, but sometimes people here rub me the wrong way. Consider it my rant for the year despite it being worth little.
You know what pisses me off more than anything in this place? No, it isn’t the pie fights, or the trolls, or the cliques. It is the self-righteous moral police on this site. It gets old, and I would like to think most of us here don’t require the services of those self-appointed folks to help us decide what is wrong or right about a diary or comment. Thank you very much.
The Homosexual Agenda. As a gay man I’ve been wondering for quite a while exactly what the Homosexual Agenda is. You see, I haven’t been initiated into that super-secret club that hands out the manuals. I guess I’m not homosexual enough. I'm working on it.
You see, it just gets me farklempt I've been left out. True dyed-in-the-wool heterosexuals know about it. He knows about it. He does too. That's just not fair. They MUST have gotten copies. I can’t figure out how. They talk about it constantly. Never in detail, mind you, but only in the broadest terms. They tease and never tell anyone what it exactly is. Meanies!! What am I doing wrong? I want to be in on the secret!
…and I hate you for it. But I’ve got to hand it to you; you sure have your shit together from an organizational standpoint. Your ideological lockstep is something to behold. Well-oiled and well-rehearsed. Not bad. Not bad at all…
You are adept masters in utilizing the message machine. Hell, you even have your television network! You have deep-pocket donors who are brilliant (in a devious way) at hiding their tentacles that reach deep into your party structure and call the shots. On everything from “entitlement” programs (very affective use of that word, by the way) to the NOAA, the Supreme Court and government regulators. Hell, you guys are so slick you have even managed to snag a few Democrats along the way to help infiltrate our own party to try to shift the Overton Window with our gullible and misguided help. Slick indeed.
You are excellent at emotional manipulation to such an extent that the citizens you claim to represent have been convinced to believe their neighbor is actually their enemy. You have found that “sweet spot” in the public’s conscience at the intersection of fear and shame. Fear of the boogeyman and shame for hoping for some protection from it. I truly don’t know how you do it.
From the state where the AG says giving payments to non-profits is “unconstitutional” comes this little gem of a school lesson…
Seems a 4th grade teacher is in a bit of hot water for holding a “mock” slave auction in her classroom. You know, that normal lesson plan stuff where you separate 9 year olds by race and put them up for sale to the white children of the class? You know, right?
Oh…you didn’t have that lesson? Come to think of it, neither did I…
NOTE: It has been awhile since I last posted this diary I wrote several years back. As it is April and it is Child Abuse Prevention Month, it is important to remember to look out for signs that may require intervention. I am late in getting this out but the message is still important...
He sat on the edge of the bed, waiting.
The routine was always the same. He knew where he had to go in order to wait for his punishment. It gave him time to think about how to steele himself against the blows mentally. It gave him a moment of peace before the storm.
Today it was announced that Cella Energy, an offshoot of Rutherford Appelton Labs, has developed what some are saying could revolutionize the energy sector AND do it for around $1.50 a gallon – half of what traditional gasoline costs! Add to that the lack of greenhouse gas emissions and this sounds like a major discovery. More below the jump...
The release of the Pentagon report today has brought home a flood of personal memories, many of which I had forgotten about until the frontpage post brought many of them back.
For many, even here at an enlightened Daily Kos, DADT is an abstract concept. Certainly most get the idea of civil rights being violated, and the injustice of a policy actively barring people willing to serve their country solely based upon sexual orientation, but I suspect few here have ever been the focus of such policies personally. Even those who support its repeal can't grasp the emotional toll it takes to live a secret life in the military, and if discovered, what destruction it can do to the psyche.
In the beginning of the front page post thread, a commenter (who was hide rated) opened the conversation with "Who gives a shit?"
I do. I experienced it. Try to see it through my eyes.