This is the last election thing I am going to post. This is just a little nod for the Republicans. Notice that most of the zombies are from Portland.
Obama Win Causes Obsessive Supporters To Realize How Empty Their Lives Are
Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Friday, November 07, 2008
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Election Night, A Photo Story
First we had our election night peas.
Well not so much us as him. We had homemade mac and cheese, sausages, soybeans, and salad. I wanted something that was all American.
But peas are so good that we (he) wanted to eat the bowl. We we (he) did.
But luckily there was a beautiful mermaid there to save the bowl.
Being a good mermaid means we must be a good drinking partner to the other mermaids. So instead of going to bed, we waited and drank beer and "soda beer" on the couch.
But soon the little mermaid was tired, which worked out well because the candy fairy wanted to come down and take all the candy away. She did leave one nice present though, a Thomas movie.
And well, we all know how it went when the called Ohio.
And then there is how Arkansas went.
Well not so much us as him. We had homemade mac and cheese, sausages, soybeans, and salad. I wanted something that was all American.
But peas are so good that we (he) wanted to eat the bowl. We we (he) did.
But luckily there was a beautiful mermaid there to save the bowl.
But like all beautiful mermaid, this one got tired. Nothing is better for being tired than laying around with momma and reading some books in our Christmas pajamas that we have been obsessed with since June.
Being a good mermaid means we must be a good drinking partner to the other mermaids. So instead of going to bed, we waited and drank beer and "soda beer" on the couch.
But soon the little mermaid was tired, which worked out well because the candy fairy wanted to come down and take all the candy away. She did leave one nice present though, a Thomas movie.
And well, we all know how it went when the called Ohio.
And then there is how Arkansas went.
Black Like Me.
“I am black,” announced Peanut at the table. Our friends Bill and Liz are over having dinner with us.
“Black looks like this.” Liz says as she points to the lid on the salad dressing. “Do you look like this?”
Peanut pauses and looks around. “No, I am black like this”. She points to another lid that is a dark brown.
I love that little cracker.
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When I walked into Baby P’s room yesterday, I saw Miss Donna waiting in the rocking chair like I always do. She had the gospel music on and was sipping her coffee. Miss Donna is an older African-American lady. She strikes me as a traditional sort of person. She is married with grandchildren. She always looks nice with nice clothes and makeup. I asked about the election and her face beamed. She was very proud. She stayed up late to see Obama’s speech. She kept using the word historic.
I also spoke with Peanut’s teacher about it. She was telling me how she tried to stay up but fell asleep and missed Obama’s speech. She is about 4 months pregnant so staying awake is hard. She said her sister called and said “what you missed the most important day for…” and she cut herself off.
I will never understand what it is like to be African-American and see an African-American in the White House. I felt a little sad that Peanut’s teacher couldn’t spill the beans and tell me all about it.
I don’t think about Obama being African-American. I don’t really think much about him being half white. I do see him being like me in that he was a community organizer, an idealist. Although that may not be historic, it does make me proud.
“Black looks like this.” Liz says as she points to the lid on the salad dressing. “Do you look like this?”
Peanut pauses and looks around. “No, I am black like this”. She points to another lid that is a dark brown.
I love that little cracker.
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When I walked into Baby P’s room yesterday, I saw Miss Donna waiting in the rocking chair like I always do. She had the gospel music on and was sipping her coffee. Miss Donna is an older African-American lady. She strikes me as a traditional sort of person. She is married with grandchildren. She always looks nice with nice clothes and makeup. I asked about the election and her face beamed. She was very proud. She stayed up late to see Obama’s speech. She kept using the word historic.
I also spoke with Peanut’s teacher about it. She was telling me how she tried to stay up but fell asleep and missed Obama’s speech. She is about 4 months pregnant so staying awake is hard. She said her sister called and said “what you missed the most important day for…” and she cut herself off.
I will never understand what it is like to be African-American and see an African-American in the White House. I felt a little sad that Peanut’s teacher couldn’t spill the beans and tell me all about it.
I don’t think about Obama being African-American. I don’t really think much about him being half white. I do see him being like me in that he was a community organizer, an idealist. Although that may not be historic, it does make me proud.
Monday, November 03, 2008
Another Voting Post- Vote Alice Lightle-updated
I should have written this a long time ago. Way before most of my friends already voted.
See, my friend, Alice Lightle is running for district court judge. I met Alice when she decide to be a lobbyist for the Citizens First Congress and conversely the Arkansas Sierra Club. I know how much she was getting paid. It was maybe a quarter of what I was making at the time and she was working about 4 times the hours. She is from Little Rock and knew just about everyone at the legislature. She is intelligent and articulate and people just couldn't say no to her.
She turned down a job with the Attorney General's office to go for the Arkansas Public Policy Panel. Again, making nothing, but she cared so much about the direction of the organization that she was willing to not make anything to further their cause. For those that don't know, the Arkansas Public Policy Panel, or the panel, helps grass routes organizations around the state organize. The Panel helps then get their voice heard through trainings and putting them in contact with the legislature. Issues groups at the panel are involved with include social justice, environmental justice, labor, education, and the environment.
(this paragraph was taken out because i screwed up in who she was running against)
Anyway, Please vote for my friend, Alice Lightle. She rocks.
See, my friend, Alice Lightle is running for district court judge. I met Alice when she decide to be a lobbyist for the Citizens First Congress and conversely the Arkansas Sierra Club. I know how much she was getting paid. It was maybe a quarter of what I was making at the time and she was working about 4 times the hours. She is from Little Rock and knew just about everyone at the legislature. She is intelligent and articulate and people just couldn't say no to her.
She turned down a job with the Attorney General's office to go for the Arkansas Public Policy Panel. Again, making nothing, but she cared so much about the direction of the organization that she was willing to not make anything to further their cause. For those that don't know, the Arkansas Public Policy Panel, or the panel, helps grass routes organizations around the state organize. The Panel helps then get their voice heard through trainings and putting them in contact with the legislature. Issues groups at the panel are involved with include social justice, environmental justice, labor, education, and the environment.
(this paragraph was taken out because i screwed up in who she was running against)
Anyway, Please vote for my friend, Alice Lightle. She rocks.
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Learning a little Tolerance
This is THAT post that we make every political season to ask people to vote. Remember if you are a democrat we vote Tuesday. Republicans vote on Wednesday.
We have been having a lively discussion in our house about who we are voting for. The conversation isn't between Mr. T. and I, it is between us and peanut. See, I think my dear sweet peanut is a republican. She tells us, "I like John McCain". "Well sweety, I am sure he is a nice person, but in this house, we like Barrack Obama." "I like John McCain. I want John McCain to be the next president." What? Why don't you just throw a dozen daggers into my eye!
We were in Denver talking about Sarah Palin. The conversation wasn't very flattering. We heard from the back "I like Sarah Palin." Mr. T. says "What? We don't like her. Get out of the car RIGHT NOW." Poor Peanut didn't pick up on the joke. "I don't want to get out of the car. I LIKE SARAH PALIN."
I ask her "Whose the man?" She knows the answer. "Barrack Obama." but that is always followed closely by "I like John McCain." UGH. I know she is trying to get my goat. I mean if she looked at their policies she would see that John McCain, although a vast improvement over the current administration, is not worth his weight when it comes to Barrack Obama.
He has a good tax plan, a good health care plan, and good moral guidance when it comes to foreign affairs.
We have been having a lively discussion in our house about who we are voting for. The conversation isn't between Mr. T. and I, it is between us and peanut. See, I think my dear sweet peanut is a republican. She tells us, "I like John McCain". "Well sweety, I am sure he is a nice person, but in this house, we like Barrack Obama." "I like John McCain. I want John McCain to be the next president." What? Why don't you just throw a dozen daggers into my eye!
We were in Denver talking about Sarah Palin. The conversation wasn't very flattering. We heard from the back "I like Sarah Palin." Mr. T. says "What? We don't like her. Get out of the car RIGHT NOW." Poor Peanut didn't pick up on the joke. "I don't want to get out of the car. I LIKE SARAH PALIN."
I ask her "Whose the man?" She knows the answer. "Barrack Obama." but that is always followed closely by "I like John McCain." UGH. I know she is trying to get my goat. I mean if she looked at their policies she would see that John McCain, although a vast improvement over the current administration, is not worth his weight when it comes to Barrack Obama.
He has a good tax plan, a good health care plan, and good moral guidance when it comes to foreign affairs.
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