cadhla and I were meant for each other. I am convinced of this.
autographedcat: *snugglecuddle*
cadhla: Yay, snuggles!
autographedcat: lots more where that came from 🙂
cadhla: Snuggles rock.
autographedcat: hrm. Snuggles Rock. I’m now picturing a sex-ed series of Schoolhouse Rock videos 🙂
cadhla: I’m Only A Pill?
autographedcat: ROFL.
folkmew asked, in a reply to smallship1:
If Bush is elected again how will I be able to say I’m an American to any of my friends overseas?
Because Bush isn’t America.
Good, hardworking, decent folk all over the country are America. Honest, plain-spoken, determined people, both Democrats and Republicans, dedicated to the principles of freedom and justice are America. Helpful, compassionate, community-oriented people, in cities and on farms, are America.
When a neighbor reaches out to a neighbor, there you find us. When people pitch in together for the good of their families, their neighborhoods, and their communities, there you find us. When people do the right thing for no reason other than its the right thing to do, there you find us. When the law protects the individual from the mob, there you find us.
Bush and his crowd are just a passing thing, in the great wash of history. There are many ways, too many to list, where they are bad for us, and bad for the world, but they too shall pass, and the ideal that is America shall remain.
Because America isn’t a man. It isn’t a political party. It isn’t an ideology.
America is a belief in a better future, in a rule of law, and in the idea that no matter how divided we become over matters of religion, race, or political ideology, we have the right and responsibility to peacefully work toward change.
Right now, the American Dream may be a bit tarnished. Sometimes its hard to see. Sometimes you can be so frustrated that you don’t know how to go on.
But we will go on. We will go on working to ensure that the principles that made America an ideal do not vanish, do not falter, do not perish from the earth.
There’s work to be done. And we will do it, no matter who sits in the halls of government. Because we are Americans. Even now. Even today.
I woke up at 5am to the call of nature, and wandered out to check the news before going back to bed.
Erg. This is precisely what I didn’t want this year.
Don’t get me wrong. I wanted Kerry to win, and there’s still that chance. But most of all, I wanted it to be decided, and decidedd decisively, so that we didn’t have the protracted bitter infighting of four years ago. And that’s precisely what we didn’t get.
So now, we wait, and watch, and hope.
Meanwhile, John Scalzi links us to the this absolutely gorgeous mp3 of the Yale Spizzwinks, a Yale University a capella group, performing the song Shenandoah. John called it “herbal tea for the soul”, and I agree. Having listened to it, I feel better already.
Total time at the polls, about 25 minutes. Of course, I took a late lunch to go at 2:30pm when I figured the line would be light.
I’ve been really encouraged by the reports of long lines at the polls. This is a participatory government, so its nice to see people participate.
If you haven’t voted yet, please take the time to do so. Even if you’ll vote for someone I don’t like. It’s important. It matters.
(Thanks to alymid for the icon, which i shamelessly stole. 🙂
Later: Some sort of OVFF report. 🙂
Bob Ryan sums it all up:
Before looking into the cultural and sociological ramifications of all this, let’s step back for a minute and remind ourselves what this is all about.
It’s about baseball.
This is not the Boston Symphony whipping the St. Louis Symphony. This is not about Mass. General taking out Barnes-Jewish. This is not about chowdah getting the measure of toasted ravioli.
This is about the Boston Red Sox having a better baseball team than the New York Yankees. This is about the Boston Red Sox having a better baseball team than the St. Louis Cardinals. This is about the Boston Red Sox, for the first time since 1918, having the best baseball team in the world.
And, while I didn’t say so in my post last night, when I was still just dealing with the sheer delight and shock of joy, best of luck to the Yankees and the Cardinals and all the other teams next year. Cause, as every Boston fan knows, there’s *always* next year.
…found in bardling‘s journal, by way of guyelfkin.
1. Tell me one thing you love about me.
2. Tell me two things you love about yourself.
3. Look through the comments–when you see someone you know, tell them three things you love about them.
4. Do this in your journal so I can tell you what I love about YOU.
Red Sox 3, St. Louis 0
Red Sox win the World Series, 4 games to none.
I have waited my entire life for this moment.
Simon: Are you always this sentimental?
Mal: Had a good day.
Simon: You had the Alliance on you, criminals and savages… half the people on the ship have been shot or wounded–including yourself–and you’re harboring known fugitives.
Mal: We’re still flying.
Simon: That’s not much.
Mal: It’s enough.
(from Firefly)
Many people have written about the passing of Christopher Reeve in the last couple of days. Today, comedian Margaret Cho one of the best reflections on his life and death:
It is super sad. The death of Christopher Reeve sends a shock of grief through the most cynical and jaded of us all. His entire life was a poetic metaphor, an epic hero’s journey, where he gave us the heady meaning and illustrious example of bravery, and how the courageous must sometimes fight face to face with circumstance.
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