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Back in the 90’s…
12/21/2010, 9:00 am
Filed under: Fashion, Geek-Out, Happy!, Music, Nostalgia, Politics, Spirituality

Since watching that awesome video last Sunday, Rebel Girl has been stuck in my head! Hopefully now I can get it stuck in yours…

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That girl thinks she’s the queen of the neighborhood
She’s got the hottest trike in town
That girl she holds her head up so high
I think I wanna be her best friend, yeah

Rebel girl, Rebel girl
Rebel girl you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, Rebel girl
I think I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes oh

When she talks, I hear the revolutions
In her hips, there’s revolutions
When she walks, the revolution’s coming
In her kiss, I taste the revolution

Rebel girl, Rebel girl
Rebel girl you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, Rebel girl
I know I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes oh

That girl thinks she’s the queen of the neighborhood
I got news for you, she is!
They say she’s a dyke, but I know
She is my best friend, yeah

Rebel girl, Rebel girl
Rebel girl you are the queen of my world
Rebel girl, Rebel girl
I know I wanna take you home
I wanna try on your clothes

Love you like a sister always
Soul sister, Rebel girl
Come and be my best friend
Will you Rebel girl?
I really like you
I really wanna be your best friend
Be my Rebel girl
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Why can’t we all just get along?
6/4/2008, 5:57 am
Filed under: Frustrations, Politics, Social

“All of you chose to support a candidate you believe in deeply.  But at the end of the day, we aren’t the reason you came out and waited in lines that stretched block after block to make your voice heard. You didn’t do that because of me or Senator Clinton or anyone else. You did it because you know in your hearts that at this moment — a moment that will define a generation — we cannot afford to keep doing what we’ve been doing. We owe our children a better future. We owe our country a better future. And for all those who dream of that future tonight, I say – let us begin the work together. Let us unite in common effort to chart a new course for America.”

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Martin Luther King, Jr. Day
1/16/2006, 9:22 am
Filed under: Frustrations, Politics, Social, Spirituality

I want young men and young women who are not alive today…to know and see that these new privileges and opportunities did not come without somebody suffering and sacrificing for them.
-Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

The day after…
7/5/2005, 12:38 pm
Filed under: Politics, Social

Great 4th, maybe even the best ever. No matter what your feelings on the state of our democracy, our forefathers’ racist ways, etc… the Declaration of Independance is a truly wonderful thing. Of course, that has little to do with the fun, drunken state I was in. I guess it is just one man’s pursuit of happiness.

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why gay marriage is and should continue to be illegal
3/25/2005, 5:45 pm
Filed under: Frustrations, Politics, Social, Spirituality

A funny little piece of sarcasm I copied from a friend of mines blog, who also copied it from someone else.


1. Homosexuality is not natural, much like eyeglasses, polyester, and birth control.

2. Heterosexual marriages are valid because they produce children. Infertile couples and old people can’t legally get married because the world needs more children.

3. Obviously, gay parents will raise gay children, since straight parents only raise straight children.

4. Straight marriage will be less meaningful if Gay marriage is allowed, since Britney Spears’ 55-hour just-for-fun marriage was meaningful.

5. Heterosexual marriage has been around a long time and hasn’t changed at all; women are property, blacks can’t marry whites, and divorce is illegal.

6. Gay marriage should be decided by people, not the courts, because the majority-elected legislatures, not courts, have historically protected the rights of the minorities.

7. Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country That’s why we have only one religion in America.

8. Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.

9. Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.

10. Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home. That’s why single parents are forbidden to raise children.

11. Gay marriage will change the foundation of society. Heterosexual marriage has been around for a long time, and we could never adapt to new social norms because we haven’t adapted to things like cars or longer lifespans.

12. Civil unions, providing most of the same benefits as marriage with a different name are better, because a “separate but equal” institution is always constitutional. Separate schools for African-Americans worked just as well as separate marriages for gays and lesbians will.

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ahhh, well that makes it a little better
2/23/2005, 8:51 pm
Filed under: Frustrations, General, Politics, Spirituality

My dad just called me with a bit of news that made the Thompson suicide slightly more palpable, here is an excerpt from the AP article:

…said Thompson did not take his life “in a moment of haste or anger or despondency” but probably planned his suicide well in advance because of declining health. The author of books including “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas” was in pain from a host of problems that included a broken leg and a hip replacement.

“I think he made a conscious decision that he had an incredible run of 67 years, lived the way he wanted to, and wasn’t going to suffer the indignities of old age,” Brinkley said. “He was not going to let anybody dictate how he was going to die.”

Thompson had spent an intimate weekend with his son, daughter-in-law and young grandson, the spokesman said.

“He was trying to really bond and be close to the family” before his suicide, Brinkley said. “This was not just an act of irrationality. It was a very pre-planned act.”

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“…what about the doomed…”
2/21/2005, 6:30 am
Filed under: Frustrations, General, Politics, Spirituality

Hunter S. ThompsonSad, sad news this morning. Hunter S. Thompson is dead, an apparent suicide. I was probably the only kid in my mainly rural high school walking around with a copy of Generation of Swine : Gonzo Papers, Volume 2: Tales of Shame and Degredation in the ’80s in their book bag. His writings had a big influence on this developing teenager that has stayed with me throughout the years. One of my favorite pieces of writing is also one of his. He said he wrote it in one go after coming back from a ride:

The Edge
From The Closing Pages of “Hell’s Angels,” by
Hunter S. Thompson, 1967

Months later, when I rarely saw the Angels, I still had the legacy of the big machine – four hundred pounds of chrome and deep red noise to take out on the Coast Highway and cut loose at three in the morning, when all the cops were lurking over on 101. My first crash had wrecked the bike completely and it took several months to have it rebuilt. After that I decided to ride it differently: I would stop pushing my luck on curves, always wear a helmet and try to keep within range of the nearest speed limit…my insurance had already been cancelled and my driver’s licence was hanging by a thread.

So it was always at night, like a werewolf, that I would take the thing out for an honest run down the coast. I would start in Golden Gate Park, thinking only to run a few long curves to clear my head…but in a matter of minutes I’d be out at the beach with the sound of the engine in my ears, the surf booming up on the sea wall and a fine empty road stretching all the way down to Santa Cruz…not even a gas station in the whole seventy miles; the only public light along the way is an all-night diner down around Rockaway Beach.

There was no helmet on those nights, no speed limit, and no cooling it down on the curves. The momentary freedom of the park was like the one unlucky drink that shoves a wavering alcoholic off the wagon. I would come out of the park near the soccer field and pause for a moment at the stop sign wondering if I knew anyone parked out there on the midnight humping strip.

Then into first gear, forgetting the cars and letting the beast wind out … thirty-five, forty-five … then into second and wailing through the light at Lincoln Way, not worried about green or red signals, but only some other werewolf loony who might be pulling out, too slowly, to start his own run. Not many of these…and with three lanes in a wide curve, a bike coming hard has plenty of room to get around almost anything…then into third, the boomer gear, pushing seventy-five and the beginning of a windscream in the ears, a pressure on the eyeballs like diving into water off a high board.

Bent forward, far back on the seat, and a rigid grip on the handlebars as the bike starts jumping and wavering in the wind. Tail-lights far up ahead coming closer, faster, and suddenly – zaaapppp – going past and leaning down for a curve near the zoo, where the road swings out to sea.

The dunes are flatter here, and on windy days sand blows across the highway, piling up in thick rifts as deadly as any oil-slick…instant loss of control, a crashing, cartwheeling slide and maybe one of those two-inch notices in the paper the next day: `An unidentified motorcyclist was killed last night when he failed to negotiate a turn on Highway 1.’

Indeed…but no sand this time, so the lever goes up into fourth, and now there’s no sound except wind. Screw it all the way over, reach through the handlebars to raise the headlight beam, the needle leans down on a hundred, and wind-burned eyeballs strain to see down the centreline, trying to provide a margin for the reflexes.

But with the throttle screwed on, there is only the barest margin and no room at all for mistakes. It has to be done right…and that’s when the strange music starts, when you stretch your luck so far that fear becomes exhilaration and vibrates along your arms. You can barely see at a hundred; the tears blow back so fast that they vaporize before they get to your ears. The only sounds are wind and a dull roar floating back from the mufflers. You watch the white line and try to lean with it…howling through a turn to the right, then to the left and down the long hill to Pacifica … letting off now, watching for cops, but only until the next dark stretch and another few seconds on the edge…. The Edge…. There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. The others – the living- are those who pushed their control as far as they felt they could handle it, and then pulled back, or slowed down, or did whatever they had to when it came time to choose between Now and Later.

But the edge is still Out there. Or maybe it’s In. The association of motorcycles with LSD is no accident of publicity. They are both a means to an end, to the place of definitions.

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Deja vu all over again
2/1/2005, 8:08 pm
Filed under: Frustrations, Politics

Well, this little tidbit was sent to me on the highest of high quality mailing lists, Plik-L big thanks to Mark:

“United States officials were surprised and heartened today at the
size of turnout in South Vietnam’s presidential election despite a
Vietcong terrorist campaign to disrupt the voting. According to
reports from Saigon, 83 percent of the 5.85 million registered voters
cast their ballots yesterday. Many of them risked reprisals threatened
by the Vietcong. A successful election has long been seen as the
keystone in President Johnson’s policy of encouraging the growth of
constitutional processes in South Vietnam.”

– – Peter Grose, in a page 2 New York Times article titled, ‘U.S.
Encouraged by Vietnam Vote,’ September 4, 1967.

Once again another eery parallel which can be traced to the start. Forty plus years ago the Gulf of Tonkin resolution passed on the basis of faulty/misleading intelligence.

In the absence of independent journalism, the Gulf of Tonkin Resolution — the closest thing there ever was to a declaration of war against North Vietnam — sailed through Congress on Aug. 7. (Two courageous senators, Wayne Morse of Oregon and Ernest Gruening of Alaska, provided the only “no” votes.) The resolution authorized the president “to take all necessary measures to repel any armed attack against the forces of the United States and to prevent further aggression.”

The full article is available here.
Their is also an excellent commentary on NPR done by Walter Conkrite.

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What can I say
1/20/2005, 2:55 pm
Filed under: Frustrations, Politics

Four More Years....ugh Raise your hand if you’re…
(insert your own derogatory phrase here).

Props to Michael for the original post

God is not a right winger
1/20/2005, 6:21 am
Filed under: Frustrations, Politics, Spirituality

Book CoverSaw Jim Wallis on the Daily Show two days ago. He is a well-spoken, well-reasoned man of faith. I want to get his book

He was quick to point out that there are over 3000 verses in the bible dealing with helping the poor and disadvantaged and none about a capital gains tax cut, etc…

Here is the review from Amazon:

Since when did believing in God and having moral values make you pro-war, pro-rich, and pro-Republican? And since when did promoting and pursuing a progressive social agenda with a concern for economic security, health care, and educational opportunity mean you had to put faith in God aside?

While the Right in America has hijacked the language of faith to prop up its political agenda — an agenda not all people of faith support — the Left hasn’t done much better, largely ignoring faith and continually separating moral discourse and personal ethics from public policy. While the Right argues that God’s way is their way, the Left pursues an unrealistic separation of religious values from morally grounded political leadership. The consequence is a false choice between ideological religion and soulless politics.

The effect of this dilemma was made clear in the 2004 presidential election. The Democrats’ miscalculations have left them despairing and searching for a way forward. It has become clear that someone must challenge the Republicans’ claim that they speak for God, or that they hold a monopoly on moral values in the nation’s public life. Wallis argues that America’s separation of church and state does not require banishing moral and religious values from the public square. In fact, the very survival of America’s social fabric depends on such values and vision to shape our politics — a dependence the nation’s founders recognized.

God’s Politics offers a clarion call to make both our religious communities and our government more accountable to key values of the prophetic religious tradition — that is, make them pro-justice, pro-peace, pro-environment, pro-equality, pro-consistent ethic of life (beyond single issue voting), and pro-family (without making scapegoats of single mothers or gays and lesbians). Our biblical faith and religious traditions simply do not allow us as a nation to continue to ignore the poor and marginalized, deny racial justice, tolerate the ravages of war, or turn away from the human rights of those made in the image of God. These are the values of love and justice, reconciliation, and community that Jesus taught and that are at the core of what many of us believe, Christian or not. In the tradition of prophets such as Martin Luther King Jr., Dorothy Day, and Desmond Tutu, Wallis inspires us to hold our political leaders and policies accountable by integrating our deepest moral convictions into our nation’s public life.


Jim Wallis is compelling, provocative, and inspirational, with faith that can move mountains and can certainly move people and communities.
-Archbishop Desmond Tutu