Jun. 11th, 2014

monk111: (Effulgent Days)
The way I am catching the sunlight this morning in the kitchen ... feels like early evening. A kind of blissful confusion ... somehow like confusing life and death as though one could be the other. It makes me think of mother ... a ghostly presence. Something loving in it ...

Sammy

Jun. 11th, 2014 10:42 am
monk111: (Cats)
I haven't seen Sammy all morning. Before I put on the air-conditioner, I stepped out to check if he was hiding inside of mother's old tire-planter, but, no, he is plain gone. I guess, after being inside the house for a few days, he does not want to take any chances on being taken 'prisoner' again so soon. Today is going to be a hot one, though, in the mid-nineties - true summer. He should be getting hungry soon, though.

Right Wing

Jun. 11th, 2014 03:37 pm
monk111: (DarkSide: by spiraling_down)
If we thought the worst of right-wing activism and Tea Party hoopla were behind us, we just got a wake-up call to reality.

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The forces of political nihilism not only remain alive and well within the Republican Party, but they are on the rise. Witness the way they shook Washington on Tuesday by removing from power Eric Cantor, the House majority leader, who had been one of the most implacable opponents to the reform of immigration, health care and taxation. His crime (in addition to complacent campaigning)? He was occasionally obliged, as a leader, to take a few minimalist steps toward governing, like raising the debt ceiling and ending a ruinous shutdown.

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Having unleashed the most destructive political impulses of his party, he finally fell victim to them.

-- New York Times Editorial Board

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I imagine that the destruction is not over yet; we are still in the middle of the storm. One wonders if life will ever get better again, or is it just a continual descent to utter catastrophe, like the end of the world maybe?
monk111: (Cats)
Coco wakes up from her nap and shakes herself awake. I go over and pet her. "Hey there!" And I reflect, "It's been ... five years? I think so. Five good years. Very good years. Remember that! The last year or two might not be so good." I am feeling nervous again about the future.
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