Confession time has arrived again. I feel like I have a lot I'm lugging around so what do you say we get started?
Dear Reader-
It's been another four poems sent out in search of new homes, a snow storm, a birthday and a tragedy since my last confession.
This weekend was surreal. It was surreal in the context both of disbelief and yet a feeling we've been here before. Of course we haven't actually been here, but I confess that this feels in a very sad and very senseless way like that summer of 1968. The assassination attempt on Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords, the death of a 9 year old girl, a federal judge, one of Giffords staffers, and at least 3 others dead and something like 14 more wounded. The number is staggeringly hazy to me even now.
I confess that I fail to see why anyone in the public sector needs to be able to purchase an extended magazine clip for a firearm. If you are not police or military it seems senseless. Between Sept. 13, 1994 and Sept. 13, 2004 The Federal Assault Weapons Ban (AWB) or Public Safety and Recreational Firearms Use Protection Act as it was subtitled, prevented the sale to individuals of such ammunition. But during the second Bush presidency, the NRA prevailed in creating a climate in which neither President Bush or the bulk of Congress had the courage to support renewal of it.
I confess to feeling a sickening indignation over the lack of common sense in this country where firearms are concerned. It's a sad commentary - not unlike that of MADD (mothers against drunk drivers) that for many to become proactive, they have to lose someone close to them before they realize the price we pay for our cultural affair with firearms is simply not worth it.
Yesterday, I turned @&. I confess that I've been bothered by my aging for far longer then most people are. I know lots who are bothered come the big 40. Some even at 35, and a few at 30. I think the 30 year old cases must be pretty hard core. But I'll go one further. I was starting to feel the anxiety come age 25. Yes, you heard it right... 25. Of course now I confess I'd be tickled to go back to 30 again.
That's about it for this week. I've got several things to do before bed time tonight. May your week, what's left of it, be a good one!
3 comments:
Congrats on this post getting Post Of The Week on the Goddess' blog. Your blog is new to me so I shall check it out. This is a nice post. I see you do music. Hy hubby does too.
Oopsy, I thought you play music. But nice post anyway.
I agree!
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