You’ve all heard some version of the above. Buy why? Think about the
conservative ideaology. It’s a world with no social programs, no
public eduction, and only a huge millitary as an outlet for (mild)
poverty relief. You believe that the only use for government is in
exercising cohersive power, either through the police of the military.
If you believe that the only true path to liberty is through those
measures, then a meddling, middling, compromising moderate (like
Obama) is NEVER going to win you over. NEVER. As for Democrats, well
it is supposed to be the party that believes that the government
should ‘ensure domestic tranquility’ through social programs with less
of a focus (but not much less) on cohersive power. We don’t have that
though. What we have is a party of douchenozzles running themselves
(and us) ragged trying to out liberty and coherce the right while
making mild sops to theft obfuscated in orwellian rhetoric (public
option anyone).

Thanks to kindly benefactors, we have a complete bathroom. Towels,
shower curtain, curtain hooks and a rug. Thank you kindly donors! Also
I managed to get a tv off craigslist for free, but it’s been so long
since I’ve dealt with tv stuff that I didn’t realize I’d need a
converter box AND a digital antenna to make it work. Blah. There’s 70
bucks I did not want to spend. So now we’re down to needing bedding
(damn y’all, do you know how fricken expensive a basic pillow is?)
some stragley kitchen stuff, cleaning stuff like mops and brooms, and
lamps. If you want to help, but can’t use paypal, I am all over amazon
gift certificates. You can buy just about anything on amazon. And
lemme say again, thank you all. You’ve kept kid and me afloat through
homelessness and are now directly responsible for us turning an
apartment into home. Our own home, for the first time in years. Thank
you.

If you look in my shared items you’ll see a new piece of street art by
Shepherd Fairy, yes that Shepherd Fairy. The guy responsible for those
ubiquitous Obama posters in 2008. I seem to remember skimming
something not that long ago about how Fairy was dissapointed in Obama.
I feel a twee bit bad for those who’ve had their audacious hopes for
change crushed and admit it (just a twee bit, I’m still pissed off
about the violent threats lobbed at non-Obots). But here’s a guy whose
name we only know because it was so firmly entwined with the mass
brainwashing of the democratic base in 2008 coming out of the cult
like fog. For progressives, real progressives, this is awesome. For
Democrats, it should serve as a 2 minute warning. The game is almost
over and they are going to lose.

Which means Tuesday we should be moving. Which means I have to bleg. We need cash for things like: trash & recycle cans, mop, broom, dustpan, bedding for the Kid and me, air mattresses for the month or so that we will be without beds, towels, shower curtain and rings, pot holders, toilet brush, lamps, etc. etc. You get the idea. Most of this stuff can be bought second hand, but it can’t be bought for free.

Also, the building has had a bed bug problem in the past, though the super is pretty good about being on top of that shit. so we probably need those plastic envelope things that encase mattresses and box springs.

Last month I made a grand total of $101. This month has been a little better (thank you kind donors), but we’re still far short of being able to buy pillows or coffee cups. So if you’ve got it to spare, every dime helps.

And OMFG PEEPS- we’re going to have a home of our very own for the first time in 3 fucking years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now that life may possibly be returning to normal-ish (damn could that
sentence have any more qualifiers) I should have the time and energy
to join in the happy protests like the peeps who took over the capitol
in Olympia. During the Bush years I attended protests in a fetching
black cowboy hat with a sign that read ‘stop mad cowboy disease’. I
think my next sign is going to read ‘Brother can you spare some
change?’ Both as an homage to the famous line from the Great
Depression and as a kick in the teeth to his audacious changeyness.
But I’m open to others. So darling peeps- what would your protest sign
say?

So YAY! We got the apartment!!!! Yay! One mountain os stomach churning
stress down. 5 million more to go. But YAY!

to be approved/ not approved for the apartment. The stress is really
doing a number on me. I’m getting little panic attacks everytime the
phone rings and my stomach is an acid churning sea.. I may hear for
sure tomorrow. A yes would be awesome, but then there’s a whole new
level of stress with the old utility bills and no furniture or
bedding.( though that makes the physical act of moving easier, my
hurty body is not looking forward to sitting and sleeping on the floor
for an extended period) A no starts the whole process over. I keep
fighting a desire to hide behind the sofa and sob. So that’s where I
am right now. Freaked out and stressed to the max.

Tonight, to make up for having been out of town on my birthday, my
friend Amanda took me to a gorgeous dinner (rabbit caccitore with
riccotta gnocchi) and then to the symphony. Amanda is blind and
travels everywhere with Winnie, the bestest, most awesomest dog ever.
In movies, Amanda usually has someone quietly narrate the whole thing
to her, but for concerts she just needed me to quietly point out
things she would find interesting, like that the amazing guest
violinist was wearing flip flops and toe rings under her long formal
dress, or that almost every single male bass player was mr. clean
style bald (there were 6 of them, it was unusual) I only whispered a
handful of things to Amanda. No more the 4 sentences in the course of
2 hours. We were in accesible seating with the dog. You all know
what’s coming, right? Of course the douchebag in front of us, who
nearly stepped on the dog, shushed me. The dog, who again is the best
ever, then proceeded to fart at the douchenoodle, more than once. Good
dog.

The Democratic Party sent out a wee survey to the faithful today- Tell
us what you think was the email title, I believe. So I told them what
I think of the tacky little men in their tacky blue suits who spend
their days selling out the bottom 80% to the kleptocrats. If you’re
still on the party’s mailing list, I suggest you do the same. It’s a
great exercise in venting, if nothing else.

Andrew McCarthy has a decent piece up at Echidne about Obama’s lack of
a moral core. He writes that he can’t imagine that if Obama was faced
with the choice of demanding the troops be intergrated, he can’t see
Obama making it, putting Obama to the right of Eisenhower. But then he
makes the same lesser of 2 evils mistake and says he will probably
vote for Obama in 2012 anyways. That is why we have evil and
compassionate-substitute (like splenda) evil. This coountry is locked
into the mindset that there are only 2 views on politics, 2 views on
economics when there would be riots in the streets if we only had 2
types of breakfast cereal to choose from. But we won’t have better
choices if we don’t make better choices. Yes, you’ll have to give up
the thrill of the horse race because by choosing a better, non-legacy
party candidate there will be no nail-biting waiting to see if your
candidate won, at least not at first. But when parties are only a few
percentage points from each other, those better votes matter.