One writer's journey |
She sat down at her old wooden desk, pen at the ready. Her thoughts raced. What shall I write today? Tilting her head to the side, a small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth before enveloping her delicate face. The purple ink began to fill the once blank sheet, each stroke a labor of pure joy as the words flowed from her mind, her heart, her very soul. My Dreams... to write of romance and endless love to love without boundaries to learn from past mistakes to laugh with all my heart to be the woman I am meant to be TODAY... I will reach for the stars Will not give up Will give all that I have Dare to dream the impossible dream For anything in this life is possible |
Well, we are back to hell. And I really can't complain since I couldn't in good conscience vote for Kamala since I've been screaming for a year over Gaza and now watching and waiting as things spiral in Lebanon, where my husband and daughter-in-law's families are. My family. But never once did I think that orange putrid being would get rehired. Color me disgusted and shocked. What was worse was that the Muslim community INVITED that being into my hometown of Dearborn, Michigan. They welcomed him and BELIEVED him. The Muslim ban guy. The guy that thinks Bibi should finish the job. I mean, what in the actual fuck It's heartbreak at its finest, as far as I'm concerned. You know, Dems need to learn how to lie to communities confidently because that seems to be what works, as disgusting as that is. It drives me nuts that Dems sit back and take it and always have to take the high road. Where does that get us? Not anywhere good, that's for damn sure. Supreme Court, gone. House, gone Senate, gone No checks. No balances. Welcome to Democracy. All I can do now is hope that being keeps his word and ends the slaughter in Gaza and Lebanon, though I highly doubt it. If I'm wrong, fanfriggintastic, I'll admit it, but if things blow up, as I fear, I will call out every single one of my husband's friends who voted for this BS. It's still on the down low, but my daughter-in-law is pregnant. She suffered a miscarriage earlier this year, and all I can think about is how many women are suffering already because of this male/Christian superiority complex where they must control women's bodies and decide what is right for everyone else. If something happens again, and her life is put on the line because of these insane laws about to hit America where Politicians know better than Doctors, you all better run for the hills because I will not be able to contain my outrage. As Ana Kasparian said loudly and proudly. I don't care that you're a Christian. In fact, I would fight for you to have your religious liberty and practice your Christianity. I don't believe in Christianity, which means that you don't get to dictate the way that I live my life based on your religion. I don't care what the Bible says. All the women in the world in your religion have every right to not have an abortion, to not use birth control. But they do not have the right to dictate my life, and what I decide to do with my body. You do not get to dictate the way I live my life based on your religion. I don't care about your God damned religion. You do not get to take the bible and tell me well the bible says this, this chapter and this verse. I DON'T CARE! I will never understand how people claim to love this country yet, don't know jack shit about the actual Constitution and what it stands for. First and Foremost...THE SEPARATION OF CHURCH AND STATE. For fucks sake, it's in black and white. This country was not founded on religious principles; there was no one superior religion, for crying out loud. And for the record, to all the men who voted for the women in their lives, I applaud you. Watching some of the videos you put out on election day had me in tears and gave me hope. However, for me, the biggest shock was that 15 million Democrats skipped the presidential part of the ballot in protest of the genocide. I thought my third-party protest vote was one of a handful. Their voices were louder than I thought, and I was not alone in this fight to stop this war with our tax dollars. I wish Aipac would get the fuck out of politics and stop buying off our politicians. Until that time, we are just fucked all the way around. I refuse to be part of the United States of Israel! |