I am not a practicing Catholic. This means I was raised as a Catholic, went to Catholic schools, been baptized, had first communion, and was confirmed in my teens as a full-fledged, bona fide Catholic. Years of schooling, church on Sundays, Holy Days of Obligation,(there are many) confessions to the Priest, and more than a few raps on the knuckles informed my childhood. I was devoted, more than anything, I wanted to become a missionary nun, not unlike those three in Nicaraugua killed in service to God. Bishop Romeros assasination had a profound impact on my dedication in those early years. I was in CYO, I wore the little footies on the collar of my uniform.
As I entered my adult years, something changed how I felt about the Catholic church, how I felt about myself, and how I connected to other people based upon the lens that had altered my perception of anyone I would have called non-Catholic. An event occurred in my later teens that irrevocably distanced me from the Catholic church. My Dad got an annulment and married in the church.
Just a quick diary to pitch some blue companies and products as the season gets in full gear. I also try to shop at small, local shops, even if the price is higher, and add bows, charms and ornaments, when wrapping.
Much of this info can be found on the buy blue page-
but I figured people might not have time to check on that, so I'll just reiterate, plus I found a few goodies.
Even when those companies do not appear to have donated a lot of money, I think props and higher purchases from the blue community might encourage them to give more the next election cycle, (think Presidential). So lets let them know we support them and turn out this season for the companies who support Dems.
Today is the day. Today will tell what we are made of. We have far to go, but a milestone will be met today, regardless of the outcome. Today, we make a pledge, that we will not live under tyrants, we will not live under the yoke of a Republican romanticized fantasy. With every vote we cast, our dreams are realized. With every vote, our intent is clear, a personal declaration of allegiance to our principles.
Do not falter, do not be turned away, do not go quietly into the dark night, we will overcome this. We know the stakes. Our personal sovereignty. Our children's future. If we fail, they may force us one day to eat at the trough of the oppressed, to live in chains, mental or otherwise, to cut down our inalienable rights, as wheat for harvest.
Our votes are daggers, our spears, this revolution is with ballots, and though they try to alienate us, try to discourage us with every rhetorical shot they can, we must go forward. This is our battle. This is our day.
In my 4 year old child's eyes, Katrina was gang of bad people who came in our house and broke it up during a storm. He just cannot fathom a force of nature so strong as to cause the devastation as far around as his entire world. Where we eat, where we play, pray, picnic, both the shattered neighborhoods and business districts, the Walmarts, the Gas stations, Casinos, Grand Coastal homes, and shotgun shacks, indeed civilization was wiped away in minutes. There is no place to go that does not have visual reminders of the violent cascade of natural force that took our lives and livelihood and smashed them to the ground a year ago. To children like him, the entire world is broke and needs fixing. Our "Broken house" is almost fixed, a year later, and every night we have to go around locking the doors with him, so he can sleep.
I am alarmed that donations for earthquake relief for the Kashmir region and effected areas is way down. I know we are all tapped out. The empty car lots, the empty aisles and parking lots say a lot about where consumers are right now in this country. I lost everything I had in Katrina, but I am alive and kicking, and I know how it is to suffer from a disaster.
The images of the Earthquake bring me back to that sense of desparation, helplessness, and confusion that my family was thrust into on August 29th. I cannot give to the Earthquake victims, but I would, because as bad as Katrina was, there is a lesson learned, that we must all survive together, every one of us.
Well, it's been almost three weeks since I have been online, we took the Fema check and got a notebook,(and a lot of stuff at Target)because we would be well on our way to losing our livelihood, financial info, and any communication with the outside world.
We lost our home, our neighborhood, our town, every beautiful and ugly thing along the coast has been shredded to bits, and I have become breathless in a frenzy of surviving day to day.
[From the diaries -- Hunter]
This seems to be a big question on the minds of conservatives these days. I challenge their romanticized version of an earlier time in America, one they have coated with a high gloss shellac, the pre-progressive era, the 1890's.
Photo archivist Otto Bettman collected and preserved thousand of visuals of the nineteenth century: children working long hours at dangerous industrial machinery, sick cows held up by straps for milking, pictures of shanty towns ridden with diseased children, raw sewage, and unemployed. He kept public service warnings from the 1800's warning against putrid milk, and epidemics spred by unsanitary food. Otto Bettman's book, "The Good Old Days-They were Terrible!" is my source fort his diary.
So, let's take a trip down memory lane, the way things used to be:
Just wanted to ask the Kos community if anyone is binding to a Non-Disclosure Agreement with their work, and what the penalty might be for breaking that agreement.
I'll start- I worked in banking, and the NDA I signed basically forbid me to discuss any accounts, accountholders, accountholder agreements, loan information, information on non-accountholders doing business with the bank, and insider information that could be traded upon. Additionally, I could not act on insider information.
Any indication that I had broken that NDA would result in FIRING, and if that was not enough, I could be personally held liable for any actions resulting from a breach of NDA. Addtionally I could be sent to the clink if non-disclosure resulted in harm or loss to the bank or any of it's employees.
Please send Hunter a card, or flowers if you can.
Debbie has been in the fight for education and Medicaid funding in Mississippi, tough place to be a Democrat!!!
Senator Debbie Dawkins son Hunter was hurt in a car crash,Hunter Dawkins, 22, son of state Sen. Debbie Dawkins, D-Pass Christian, was severely injured in a car crash in Washington, D.C., over the weekend.
Sen. Dawkins said from Washington Hospital Center that her son was in "critical but stable" condition on Monday, with skull fractures and pulmonary contusions.
This was originally a post, but I feel strongly that the message is the correct one. I am pro-life,(Everyone's life, but anti-criminalization for abortion) and pro faith-meaning everyone's faith is equally valid).
I have every stripe of faith in my family, and I respect them all. I also demand that my faith, your faith, or lack of faith, my beliefs be respected. This includes the neccessity of primacy of certain relationships in the context of life. Marriage would be one those relationship. Parent to child would be another.
God gave us these relationships to carry out his will.
When one marries, that relationship is and rightfully should be protected from outside influences. The state has always protected the "sanctity of marriage". But there are misguided politicians who seek to usurp those relationships.
There are some even within certain churches who in their own pride of "faith" forcing their way to the front pews, seek to undermine faith itself by rejecting that God has a plan for Terry. That plan is not about her "life" in a vegetative state. It is about THEIR faith.
WHAT: Traditional New Orleans jazz funeral entitled "A Wake for Peace": Jazz Funeral for Democracy timed to coincide with the inauguration of George W. Bush. Street theater encouraged. March, rally and inaugural ball featuring local New Orleans musicians.
WHERE: New Orleans, Louisiana. It is projected that the staging area will be at Congo Square (Armstrong Park) located just outside of the French Quarter on Rampart Street. Plans are to proceed through the commercial district down Canal Street during office workers' lunch hour before entering the Quarter where a rally will be held on the Moonwalk beside the Mississippi River. The march will then continue to a block party or other venue to be determined in the near future.
This diary is for one purpose only-
Can we, and other bloggers, concerned citizens, and organizations raise money for clear evidence of fraud? The kind of evidence that you can take to the courts, undisputable, and will forever settle this past election?
The reason our concerns are NOT being taken seriously, and the reason we (those with concerns ranging from simple irregularities to outright fraud) are treated as conspiracy theorists, is because at the base of it we have NO UNDISPUTABLE, IRON CLAD PROOF.