i think of this as one of the most significant statements made by anyone since the start of the present century… it is a fundamental truth… something more than a fact, which it disparages… a truth… the profound idea that facts don’t equal truth… they can be a scaffolding for truth, but they are not truth itself…
sometimes my body says “thou shalt rest,” and there is nothing for it but to put my feet up and watch star trek all day long…
yesterday i was grateful for the feminine camaraderie of karen, gina and johanna at beauty ritual…
today i am looking forward to progress at the cemetery…
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mirror selfie… i’m wearing a new jacket i got from a vintage consignment store this past weekend… it was on the designer rack and is probably the most expensive piece of clothing i currently own… i decided to look up the designer… turns out she is a textile and wearable art artist… the jacket was probably fabricated by her studio out of fabric made by the studio or to the designs of the studio?… she appears to have looms… so maybe the fabric was made in studio?… could it be one of a kind?…
during “yoga with anne” last night something interesting happened… i am not sure why, but i started to imagine that when i inhaled, i was drawing energy in through whatever parts of my body had contact with my yoga matt… and when i exhaled, i was returning the energy to the matt through those same points of contact… this was a deeply satisfying experience… i felt a kind of oneness with the cosmos doing that…
If artificial intelligence or automation suddenly has capabilities that help us to manage ourselves better, let’s explore that, but it’s tragic when those opportunities pass through the filter of what fills the pockets of a few. I welcome advances in the economy and technology, if their purpose is to create and multiply human happiness. Otherwise, there is the possibility of a disastrous world, and we may see a kind of dictatorship that the Earth has never seen before.
José Mujica
yesterday i was grateful for window shopping with holly…
today i am looking forward to a day without obligations and yoga with anne…
i wonder if 47 will direct the federal government to purchase the solid gold functional toilet for his bathroom remodel at the white house?…
meanwhile the shutdown continues and the administration refuses to provide snap benefits to those dependent on them, which includes my niece, though she is fortunate to have parents and aunt-uncles able and willing to help…
“let them eat cake”…
i am expecting to be shown the edges of trans culture as well as hopefully to find a better understanding of what i am in relation to trans culture… am i simply a cross dresser?… which, honestly, should be enough but in my mind i am more than that… my feminine nature trumps my masculine nature such that i want to wear feminine clothing and makeup and be the feminine i want to see… most of the time…
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and so, fortified by morning rituals and this post about the power of words i moved on to confronting the daily shock and awe of heather cox richardson, not that she intends it to be shock and awe… and what do i find but another uplifting testament to the power of words, this time in the form of quotes from the victory speech of zorhan mamdani, mayor elect of nyc…
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democrats won every race and ballot issue that mattered last night… and by wide margins… in virginia… in every county in virginia… there was a move towards democrats… a blue wave that hopefully leads to a blue tidal wave in the midterms… i am wondering what the trump administration reaction will be…
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as you get older, the things that go bump in the dark are mostly health related… something will get you sooner or later… the goal is to make that later and to have a good quality of life until you get there…
the author had a difficult relationship with his family… especially his father… but his mother was an authoritarian figure in his life… more so than his father… even so… he was closer to his mother… his parents fought a lot… he was embarrassed to bring friends home… when he told acquaintances about them he made up better parents than he actually had…
i am profoundly worried about what is coming down the tracks at us… the news that cabinet members have moved onto military bases, that the president has ordered the creation of rapid response national guard units in every state, that the president refuses to provide congressionally allocated emergency funding for snap programs, that the president believes he has the right to carry out extrajudicial killings of suspected drug boats, and so much more, all while renovating the white house into a presidential palace and throwing lavish great gatsby parties at mar-a-lago…
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i wrote what follows in the immediate wake of the 2024 election… i knew i would need a coping strategy… this was it… i am pleased to report that i have acted on most of it… and it has helped… there is more that i can do… there is more i will do…
as i watched the springsteen movie, a kind of sadness came over me… it focused on the period between stardom and super stardom… the period when he wrote and recorded the songs for nebraska and born in the USA… the music is mournful, proud, frustrated… working class struggle permeates… it’s a portrait of america that was already slipping away from greatness…
the last 8 years have been challenging… trump 1.0… pandemic… reprieve with biden 1.0… failure of justice system to hold trump accountable… biden screwing the country over by running for a second term… trump 2.0… then the normal things that go on… the normal challenges… i am lucky to be a white male and to have resources… i may be inviting trouble with my trans feminine explorations… i am too happy dressing femininely to give that up…
yesterday i was grateful for fiza, indian-pakistani cuisine…
today i am looking forward to yoga with maryanne and photography salon…
i have worked out my halloween costume… i bought a red midi spaghetti strap slip dress at a vintage clothing store… only $26… i will go as a devil in a red dress… red devils horns, dragon head cane, red sunglasses, red dangling earrings, red lipstick… red boots, pink-red stockings… this will be the first time in i can’t remember how long that i will have a halloween costume!…
the storm is gathering in washington and flowing out across the country… liberal, centrist and conservative outlets are all sounding the alarm… it promises to be category 5…
i passed by the public library in my home town this morning and spotted a sign opposing censorship and advising the reading of whatever you want… literature and art is under attack especially from conservatives (liberals do it too, just not as much historically and certainly not in the present moment)… censorship is never a good idea… a society can’t critique itself effectively if that critique is censored…
it is said that protest turnout needs to reach 3.5% of the population to turn back authoritarian rule… 7 million is 2% of 340 million, the population of the united states… we are more than half way there…
note to americans…
when 47 says he could invoke the insurrection act, but chooses not to… we should translate it to… “i would invoke the insurrection act but i don’t have the support of the generals”… yet…
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it is unbearable to watch the trampling over and destruction of everything that is sacred… though a materialistic, capitalistic society holds nothing above exploitation and trampling… what seems laughable is that a lot of this is the tip of a spear the shaft of which is christian fundamentalism… an epically secular approach to the world in which nothing seems sacred… i despair that western civilization is anything worth preserving for the future…