Friday, May 16, 2008

Perfect Nights

Every once in a while you have a perfect night. People accept you and welcome you with open arms and you feel special, important and completely comfortable. You find yourself suddenly not caring how you look or sound. You sense that just being yourself is entirely and completely enough. You just sit back, sip wine, laugh and have a hell of a lot of fun. I love those times. I will cherish them always.

Monday, May 5, 2008

Well said, Maureen

click on the title to read a great op-ed by Maureen Dowd.

I find this aspect of the Clinton campaign (among others) appalling. After the centuries of oppression endured by people such as Barack Obama, the Clintons have the gall to suggest that he looks down on the American people and that he's too "elite" for his own good? Please. Please please please. It's sick, it's low and it's unworthy of you. I'm sure you had it real rough at Wellesley, Hil. I'll bet you had to get up at the crack of dawn and plow the fields before you could head to poli-sci classes. Incidentally, did anyone ever make you give up your seat on a bus? And I'm sure it was even harder at Yale Law...those New Haven peeps are bad ass.

Give me a freakin' break. From one white girl to another: Keep your mouth shut. This is one fight you can't win. Our ancestors screwed up and his ancestors suffered. He himself is still suffering because whatever anyone might say (*ahem Condoleezza ahem*), racism is still very much a part of the fabric of the United States. Case in point: you're demonizing him, Hil. Your aligning him with the stuffed-shirts that are supposed to be your enemies. Those people who wear expensive suits and look down on the little folk? Those are the Dick Cheneys and George Bushes of the world. If Obama has expensive tastes, if he has an education on his side, so what? A person can be cultured without being elitist. Besides, since when is education a deterrent rather than an asset. Oh that's right, since Bush came into power. Find some other way to combat him. Here's a thought: use your wit and intelligence, use the fact that you're a woman and have access to a point of view he doesn't have. I suspect it's too late though, babe. It's certainly too late to win my vote.