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Gender: Female
Home country: US
Current location: retired to MidWest
Member since: Mon Feb 18, 2013, 09:15 PM
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About Me

Still an ardent Irish-American Catholic damnYankee Yellow Dog Democrat socialist after all these years. (cue Simon music) Army brat and wife for many years, now have been on the loose far longer than I was married. After my two red chows died, I took in a mini-beagle cross that I named Molly Maguire, thinking she might need a good Irish name like my original real one. Later she got a baby sister, a smooth-coat JRT I named Brigid after the greatest of the ancient Celtic goddesses. My great-grandfather and his son fought for Michael Collins and barely made it out of Ireland one step ahead of John Bull. They slipped over to Wales for new identities and then forward to the States for a fresh start. That makes me second generation of illegal but certainly justified immigrants. There are precious few people to whose defense I fly immediately, but the list includes Hillary Clinton, President Barack Obama even when I disagree with him - it happens! - and living Irish patriots Gerry Adams and Martin \\\'Mind Your Kneecaps\\\' McGuiness. I pray earnestly for a united and free Ireland rescued from all official British occupation, with every square inch of alleged \\\'ancestral lands\\\' now held immorally and illegally by the invaders returned to the rightful owners. Irish-only rule for Ireland. No foreign masters anymore! I find it passing strange when Brits chide ME about \'interfering\' in Irish politics!

Journal Archives

I just remembered a game learned from what I heard about

Hitchcock doing, and maybe others. If you're with another person and you enter an elevator with other people, you start a mysterious conversation relating to some horrific event such as a recent (or planned) murder, and make sure the most exciting part happens just as you reach your floor and exit the elevator, leaving the remaining passengers tantalized.

Why? Do you feel as if you're losing? Rug wields a sharp wit, but he never draws blood.

If he wanted to, you'd know it.

Good one.

At first I wondered if you were referring to the European researchers who recently managed to cobble together a viable female fetus w/o benefit of male contribution. It is indeed possible now to perpetuate the human species w/o male involvement. There are bound to be profound repurcussions.


However, let me add one of my own most distressing candidates: 'disgruntled'

That actually refers to a far less severe condition than the way it's generally applied today. Murderers are called 'disgruntled', fer cryin' out loud! The completely brain dead media almost always refers to employees who commit mass mayhem as 'disgruntled'. As for myself, we disapprove.

Murder in the first degree.

Twice a year I prune the trees, many of which followed me home from abandoned properties, sometimes in the dead of night during a rainstorm. But I do it carefully, with an eye to tree health and eventual 'natural' appearance. With my witch hazel saplings I'll often let the ground level trunk put out 3 little beginner branches and then twine them upwards together to form a suitably strong trunk. Oddly enough for the MidWest, especially for an older town, we've never taken a direct tornado hit. Topography probably explains how the twisters race down on us but veer off at the last second.

Anyway, we DO have severe straight-line winds, so any tree needs a very strong trunk as well as deep roots. I prune for that and a natural appearance, but I don't top off trees. It can kill them.

It nearly killed me, but I did have 2 mature trees taken down the first few years after buying the place. There was a magnificent oak with a rotting base (too boggy there) almost against the front of the house, ready to topple any day. And a giant maple that dropped a massive limb about 5 inches from the roof. I've tried to make up for it by planting many new trees in their stead. What used to be an awful 1/4 acre with 3 big trees now has 1 big one left in the back yard and almost 20 younger ones better placed than the originals. A great variety, too; myrtles, rose of sharon, linden, witch hazel, red bud and so forth. I love trees better than some people.

If I may be forgiven for tooting my own horn,

I've had a lifetime of practice managing serious passive aggressives. A little innocent game playing is fun enough and I've indulged myself when the mood struck. But now I mean the seriously harmful variety, particularly those known as mil's. Mine, for instance, once wanted me to pick her up and take her to a certain event with me. So I told her sure, I'd be over at such and such a time, but I don't like to be late so we have to leave by five minutes later so be sure you're ready.

Can you believe? When I got to her house, she still wasn't ready! Had no decent excuse for it either. She wasn't handicapped in any way, there'd been no kitchen fire, etc. Her entire purpose was to force me to wait and suffer the agonies of tardiness. When I expressed polite dismay and offered to help her any way possible, she made it clear we'd leave when she was good and ready. So I told her, 'we' might leave when she decided to get the lead out, but I was definitely leaving in 5 minutes. She thought she could hold her son's displeasure over my head, but she found out different when I later glanced at my watch, announced that time was up, and walked out the door. She stood there screaming at me while I climbed back in the car and gunned it out of her driveway.

Two books which did most to prepare me for life around that sort of person were 'Games People Play' and 'The Sociopath Next Door'. I highly recommend both to anyone unfamiliar with the fine art of pushing back. It can be a lot of fun. And you might as well enjoy yourself while you're about it, because rotten people will call you satanic!

He already has a hobby. Playing with us.

So many of our food choices are culturally driven.

A lot of other countries think humans eating corn (cattle feed) is crazy, but they'll turn around and glory in making blood sausage, for instance. I've got a pretty cast iron stomach, but it stops short of that alleged delicacy.

The thread reminds me of the Daryll brothers(?) on the old Bob Newhart show set in Connecticut. They were big on Roadkill. Larry, Daryll, and Daryll. I understand the guy who played Larry, the speaking brother, was quite the scholar IRL. I liked him a lot.

What have you been smoking, sir?

You seem to be trying to build a conspiracy based on voodoo 'science'. Take a long break, then read your own words over again, and see if they even make sense to you then.

But I will give you my preliminary reaction. It sounds as if you're prepping a fundie assault. Guarantee you it won't fly here.

Thanks. I could listen to Wolff all day. Love the man to pieces - a true North Star.

If nobody's noticed before, I'm not a capitalist. Far from it. I realize that peaceful change is far preferable to violent upheaval (too destructive although sometimes unavoidable); but change we must have if civilization is to survive. My heart goes out, btw, to certain worthy people whose dedicated work in place, nudging this country forward, leaves them exposed to unwarranted charges of corporatism, etc. They're doing the groundwork against all odds, and it's every bit as important as Wolff's luxury of speaking out fully. There are simply different slots to fill. Wolff has his, they have theirs. Should one of those individuals not privately agree with me entirely, I can still honor and respect them totally so long as they're trying to move us in the necessary direction. No names need be specified at the moment, in this thread, as it would only offer a hook for trolls to deflect from the main focus, Richard Wolff himself. Let it be known, however, that I consider the man a national treasure.

I wish the basics of what Wolff has to say would be listened to by the people who need to hear it most. Unfortunately, it isn't easy to fix stupid. Bless him (and others) for continuing to try.
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