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Fri Oct 10, 2008 at 01:07 PM PDT

Courage

by Fury

I live in a conservative part of San Diego. Yesterday, a nice Asian woman came to my house to purchase a piece of furniture I had posted on Craigslist.  On her way out, she commented that I was "brave" to have an Obama yardsign and bumper sticker.  I told her I understood, as someone had etched a "W" into my rear view window.  But I will not take my bumper sticker off.

As she left, I said, "We have to be proud and we have to be vocal.  This is America, isn’t it?

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Voter fraud, caging, long lines, questionable machines, etc., etc., etc.  There is so much angst, so much hand wringing – and rightly so – over the prospect of yet another election being stolen from the people by the corporations that bring us war, war, and more war.

In my humble opinion, poll working is an essential yet overlooked part of the ground game.  Poll watching, though very important, is just not enough.  I’ve seen poll watchers come for a few minutes and go.  To quote Austin Powers, "Whoop de doo Basil!"  We need boots on the ground at the polls as well, watching out for monkey business.

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I’ve always been a political junkie...honestly, I missed my calling.  I coulda been a commentator!  But until recently, it’s been a lonely, frustrating hobby and the only person I could talk politics with was my husband.

Most people are loath to talk politics.  Their minds are already made up.  There’s been a long-standing rule; no money, religion or politics.  So whenever I would try I would get blank looks, shrugs or nervous laughter.  Occasionally I could bait a man into talking politics but women?  Never!

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Tue Apr 29, 2008 at 08:26 PM PDT

My Dad, White Blue-Collar Racist

by Fury

I write this with a heavy heart.  My father, a good man and father, whom I have adored my whole life is, I must finally admit, a racist.  

He’s a lifelong democrat, an ex-union man, the quintessential swing voter and a racist.

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And saddened, and disillusioned, and enraged and resentful and offended and anguished and frustrated and tormented and worried and exasperated and outraged and furious.  And I could go on and on.

And I’m one of the lucky ones!  

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Tue Mar 11, 2008 at 05:00 PM PDT

Off with his head!

by Fury

O, what men dare do!

Ah, poor Eliot, hoisted with his own petard.  A sorry sight. Our knight in shining armor, the noblest of them all, the future prince with a lean and hungry look.  Or...was he done to death by slanderous tongue, victim of a murderous plot? Is it much ado about nothing?

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Mon Feb 04, 2008 at 11:32 AM PST

A House (no longer) divided

by Fury

Yesterday, this political junkie cried.  This seen-it-all, hardened amateur political strategist welled up again, full of something I’ve never felt before a primary election...hope and enthusiasm, respect and optimism, and long abandoned idealism.

The moment that Maria Shriver walked out on the stage at UCLA, I knew it meant something huge. The implications of it are astounding.  The normally shy Caroline, with Michele Obama, the never-before-endorsed Oprah, and Maria Shriver is a picture to be e-mailed around the world.  A picture worth ten thousand words.

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Wed Jul 25, 2007 at 05:07 PM PDT

Standing in Savonarola's cell

by Fury

A few months ago on a much dreamed of trip to Italy, I stood in a place that literally sent chills up my spine; the cell of Girolamo Savonarola, in the convent of San Marco in Florence.  Savonarola, the Dominican priest who in the year 1494 led an anti-Renaissance movement which gave Florence "The Bonfire of the Vanities".

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Wed May 16, 2007 at 05:48 PM PDT

Racism: A Mother's Anguish

by Fury

Recently, at my uncle’s wake in Queens, my Dad, my husband and I stood talking to a friend of the family.  He was a talker...no one could get a word in edgewise...going on and on about the old days. My dad held a bible with a picture of Jesus on the cover, given to him by the union representative.  As we stood talking – or barely listening, nodding politely, out of the blue this man turns to my husband and asks, "Are you a racist?".  Hubby, stunned, says "no".  Man says, "Well, I am.  I hate the bastards."  Dad laughs uncomfortably.  I point out – gesturing to bible - that brown skinned Jesus would not be amused.  Later, hubby and I shake our heads over the audacity of it.  And regret that we didn’t deal with it more forcefully.  

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Fri Aug 18, 2006 at 10:12 AM PDT

I don't dance with fascists!

by Fury

Another Saturday night, another chapter in the soap opera of Lee Court.  

Lee Court is very social.  We have block parties, book club, a dinner club, and lots of birthday parties.  Before the election of George Bush, we considered each other friends as well as neighbors. When we discussed politics it was always good-natured, everyone generally agreeing on most issues, no hard feelings.  

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Thu Jul 13, 2006 at 05:45 PM PDT

Father Knows Best?

by Fury

John Dean's new book, Conservatives Without Conscience, reminds me of the 1950s TV show "Father Knows Best".  

There have been many diaries written here about what the Democratic Party lacks in the way of ideas and slogans.  But I've been thinking lately that what the Democratic Party urgently needs is a face.  The republicans have their father figure in the persona of George W. Bush, a loveable idiot and the mother figure of Laura, appearing slightly smarter while playing the part of the enabling stepford wife.  

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Sun Jun 04, 2006 at 11:11 AM PDT

Have these bastards no shame?

by Fury

Last night before I went to sleep, I read the headline  "US Paid Families $2500 for each civilian killed in Haditha."

Today I woke to "Men cry outside a hospital morgue after their brother was killed when gunmen dragged 24 teenage students from vehicles and shot them dead."

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