who’s wright?

April 30, 2008 at 9:52 pm (Uncategorized)

The question is all over the media.  “When did Obama find out about Reverend Wright’s views and how exactly does he feel about them?”  In the context of the entire presidential campaign, this seems a little unfair.  Pat Robertson once declared that gay relations should be paid back with an earthquake “or possibly a meteor.”  His support was COVETED by conservative Republicans.  John Haggard’s ideas about Catholics compared to Louis Farrakhan’s views on Jews.  John McCain is proud of and actively sought his endorsement.  Jerry Falwell was a conservative kingmaker while there appeared to be few groups outside of white males that he could tolerate.  I am not shouting racism, but I have to admit to bewilderment.  Why are SOME candidates pressured to “repudiate” people with certain views while other candidates are rightly and simply not judged by the opinions of people associated to them only by acquaintance?  Again, I am not shouting racism.  But while I am being bewildered, I wouldn’t begrudge a shout out there from somewhere.

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obama illusion

April 15, 2008 at 12:58 am (Uncategorized)

There is imaginary conflict once more. First there was the attempt to pretend that Obama’s views were identical to the pastor of his church.   When you think about it, who can ever say that??!!   Keep in mind that these were views that had been horribly distorted by fox news. Now they are saying that Obama is out of touch with the electorate and is a member of the elite. !!!   This from two people who are each worth more than $100 million, Clinton from all the backyard and book deals and McCain from knowing just who to marry.   From this individual perspective, the result may not be what they desire, because in my lifetime, I will NEVER vote for a Clinton or a McCain.   It’s just too dirty.   I guess I will have to take a look at Nader’s platform.

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growin up

April 2, 2008 at 3:59 pm (Uncategorized)

As I grow older, I recall the metamorphosis that my opinion of my parents’ childrearing abilities went through.  I frequently whined about how they could have enriched my childhood years by doing so many things differently.  I had resentments galore.  Until I got older and had children of my own.  In too many instances, my reactions to my children’s budding psyches could not compare to the relative patience, selflessness, and common sense that my own parents exhibited toward mine.  I learned through my own experience that parents are woefully human and that’s not only okay, there is no other option.  The best blessing out of so many they have given me would be for this liberating insight to eventually pass down the line.   

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