Friday, July 29, 2011

Wisconsin a Testing Ground?

Okay, fellow Wisconsinites.  Our state appears to be a testing ground for the GOP to promote their "conservative" agenda.  Conservative, in this context, seems to mean, how can we f*ck over the middle class, give more money to the ultra-rich, and trample the rights of ordinary people trying to make it in extraordinarily difficult times.

Please take back our state.  Let the GOP fail the test and let it start right here.  If we truly want to be a progressive state, then this MUST be our agenda. 

Let's get rid of the trash-talking, lying bastards who call themselves republican state senators.  Then let's get rid of Scott Walker.  Wisconsin is infected with a terrible fungus that came from tea bags.  The only cure is your vote!!!!!

Alberta Darling Backs Paul Ryan

Seriously?  Paul Ryan?  His only backers seem to be people intent on destroying the middle class.  What does that tell you about Alberta Darling?

1.  She has terrible judgment.
2.  Her friends are idiots.
3.  Her political allies are a who's who list of absolute morons engaged in the destruction of middle class America.

August 9th is coming up fast!  Send Alberta Darling Packing!  She's sure to surface in some other role where she can wreak havoc, but let's get her out of Madison.  I'm counting on the sanity of most Wisconsinites to wield their vote and send Ms. Darling into the realms of insignificance. 

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Alberta Darling Still Banking on a Stupid Constituency

The current television ads attacking Sandy Paasch are further proof that Alberta Darling thinks we're downright dumb.

Alberta Darling comes across as very mean-spirited, and these new attack ads proves that she, indeed, is very mean-spirited.  She is also bordering on desperation to resort to the kind of propaganda she's spreading.  Recalling Alberta Darling is a number one priority, and I believe Ms. Darling will have to find new employment, soon.  I look forward to August 10th, when we can all celebrate the demise of Ms. Darling's political career.  Ms. Darling may have aligned herself with billionaires to help her cause, but the people of Wisconsin will vote with that knowledge.  We have nothing in common with the Koch Brothers, and therefore, we have NOTHING in common with Alberta Darling.   More importantly, Alberta Darling has no idea who the citizens of Wisconsin actually are, so why would we want her representing us?

On August 9th, please send a message to Alberta Darling.  We are not stupid.  We are not billionaires.  And we are not going to tolerate any more fascist politicians.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

RECALL WALKER

Apparently, Recall Walker signs are showing up in Wauwatosa neighborhoods, home to our unillustrious Governor.  This is rather amusing.  No home-town support for Oil Can Scotty, obviously.

There is some controversy about whether the signs can be legally displayed, since Scott Walker's recall election won't become a reality until January, 2012.  Apparently, political signs can't be displayed until there is an actual election on the ballot.  However, the City of Wauwatosa will have a fight on their hands if they try to remove the signs on that basis.  This is, after all, America, and Americans have never been shy about expressing their opinions, or dissuaded from doing so.  This may seem like a non-issue to many people, but I find it very interesting that Tosan's have taken a stand against their homie. 

I've seen many bumper stickers with Recall Walker on them, and have to go get myself one.  I think the Sheriff's Department probably has better things to do than stop cars on the freeway displaying this sign, pre-ballot.  In short shrift, every other car will probably be sporting one. 

I believe the recall of Scott Walker is inevitable.  I hope the recall of Alberta Darling is a slam dunk for challenger Sandy Paasch. 

I am watching, intently, Wisconsin's move toward a more sane governing body, and hoping that the average joe citizen of this state (i.e., me) actually can win an ideological argument against the ruling class. 

In short, let's take back our power.  Our power is our vote.  Our vote cannot be discounted.  On Wisconsin!

Friday, July 22, 2011

I Hate the Republicans

Let me note here, I find the Republican Party and John Boehner the most despicable people I have ever had the misfortune with which to share the same time on earth.

The Republicans caused the financial crisis we're in.  The Republicans want the United States to fail so they can blame President Obama.  The Republican Agenda is an agenda of nonsense.

The Politics of America are buried under six tons of Republican bullshit, and it's looking like all Americans are being buried alive by this band of criminals.

I have respect for conservative viewpoints.  I do not, however, have any respect for the GOP, and I'd very much like to see all of these horse asses waterboarded for crimes against the American public.  And I will kick the ass of anyone who sees fit to disagree with me.

So bring it.  I'm fighting mad.  I hope the rest of this country is, too.  It's time for a revolution.

Michelle Bachman's Migraine Headaches

Great.  Michelle Bachman suffers from migraine headaches.  Debilitating migraine headaches.  Despite the fact that Ms. Bachman has done well in recent polls, begging the ever present question in my mind, what the F*ck is wrong with the American public, she still gets headaches.

Her husband is busy trying to psychoanalyze gays to become straight.  I wonder what he suffers?  Anyone this homophobic must certainly have some interesting underlying issues.  If therapy was a rational alternative for gender orientation, then is it equally possible that with the right therapist, I could actually turn my brown eyes gray?  I've always wanted gray eyes.

My major concern, however, is that many people in this country take Michelle Bachman seriously.  We have freedom of religion in this country, but can't we have freedom from religion?  Michelle Bachman's religiosity scares me half to death.  People enmeshed in the new Christian-mania seem the exact anti-thesis of Christian principles.  Their narrow perceptions of how the world should function (never mind how the world got started) gives me chills when I think about a future of rabidly religious Christians imposing their beliefs on the rest of us, who seriously question our own meaning.

I know that religion is the opiate of the masses, which furthers my belief that Americans are junkies at their very core.  We all want to feel better, and we're finding out that our stuff just doesn't make us feel good.

I have a friend who was raised in the catholic church, has struggled with personal issues for much of her life, and who has devoted herself to spiritual studies for the past ten years.  Her existence has changed the lives of many people, also struggling, and she is committed to helping her fellow man.  She is more zen than catholic now, and she made an interesting comment to me that she found a book, a thin little self-help book, that has answered many of her questions, and has been the culmination of all her searching. 

Sight unseen, I ordered the book yesterday so I could read it myself.  Unread, I'm recommending it to my readers here based on her profound belief that it's the best thing she ever came across.  I trust her implicitly.

The book is "The Four Agreements" by Don Miguel Ruiz.  Apparently, if we apply the four agreements (which we make with ourselves) to our own lives, and not worry about everybody else, we'll be a more peaceful, enlightened society.  Can't wait for the mailman to deliver it.

Meanwhile, let me just say that I have resisted self-help for most of my life.  Too many recipes out there and I'm on sensory overload when I try to delve into the mystery of my own existence and behaviors.  But I will read this book and review it later.  I tried to write a self-help book once, but I couldn't get past the title page, which was "Self-Help for the Homicidal".

That I'm recommending "The Four Agreements" without actually having read it is a testament to how much I cherish my friend's opinion.  Without her in my life, I would still be struggling with many unsettling and dysfunctional attitudes that I've collected over the years.  She has taught me many things, most importantly, the art of forgiveness.  That, alone, has been worth every self-help book in the library, in terms of my ability to be and stay peaceful.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Burglars and other Annoyances

Our security system went off at 1:30 a.m. Wednesday morning.  We thought it was a programming error, but turns out, someone was in our garage.  There are a couple of bikes in our garage, and my new car, a lawnmower and some gardening stuff, but it's not a treasure trove for a burglar.  At any rate, my husband was on his way out the door to investigate, when I grabbed him by the seat of his pants and told him not to go outside.  He went upstairs to try to get a better view when I saw a young man step out of the garage and stare at the house.  He must have heard the extremely annoying sound the alarm makes when a door is breached.  So there we were, staring at each other.  It was a totally weird moment in my life.

At any rate, the burglar was scared off and the cops were at my house within five minutes.  It was an unsettling experience, but it made me think about the state of our society.  Joblessness.  Poverty.  Those conditions are extremely evident just a half mile from my house.  If people can't get what they need via legitimate methods, the result is that they'll take what they need via any opportunity that presents itself.  And who, really, can blame them?

The ever widening gap between the haves and have nots is rapidly bringing societal changes that are less than comfortable.  I imagine that our burglar would have been tucked nicely in his bed if he had a job to go to the following morning.  Maybe I'm being naive.  Our burglar was young, probably not out of his teenage years.  When I saw four police officers with guns drawn move into my backyard and the garage, I was somehow relieved that the intruder had taken off.  Missing a bike or having a car window broken seems infinitely better than seeing a dead teenager in my garden.  I realize I'm feeling conflicted about the whole situation, much the way I'm feeling conflicted about living in America these days.

Regardless, I mentioned to my husband that I was concerned about coming home from work on my next evening shift, because he'll be at our place in the northwoods.  His solution was to teach me how to load a pistol and prepare it for firing.  Ugh.  I'm terrified of guns.  But there it is, loaded and ready to maim, in my bedside table.  Hopefully, I won't shoot my cat (or my foot) by mistake out of fear and anxiety if my security is threatened.  Maybe I'll sleep with my shoes on.

I think that this is just a preview of things to come in America.  If we're not all living in fear already (silly fear about defending our possessions, I might add), we will be.  I believe the only way to relieve our anxiety would be to actually work to improve the situation of people far less fortunate than us.  Seems logical enough.  I guess the ultra-wealthy don't understand the motivation of the ultra-poor.  And that will be their downfall.