Watched The Rachel Maddow Show last night. Always love that Rachel. (Would totally fight our Joan for her if I had to. I just want to make Rachel laugh. I'm just sayin'...) Very good show, as always. One segment hit a nerve and I was thrilled to see the guest for that segment and to hear what she had to say.
While always comforted when people discuss race in a way that I agree with, shocking right? It left me annoyed by what some people think is acceptable and what some people say without realizing why it's offensive.
Making matters worse is the fact that in the larger sense I have a dog in the fight. Or I am a dog in that fight. I guess it depends on how you look it...
All this is my way of saying that I'm not real happy right now and don't really want to go into it in public. It's a shame that more people aren't more careful about who they share their opinions with on certain topics, but that's a whole other blog post. ;^)
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- Familiar :: Voice
- Style :: Personal
- More than :: A Mouthful
- Glistening :: /ahem
- Obstruction :: Political
- Orifice :: Large
- Hugely :: Disappointed
- Tempest :: Teapot
- Sauce :: Gander
- Herbs :: de Provence
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It was nearly "herb garden" but I couldn't cheat by killing the "S" in herbs. Besides there's only one person in the world who would get it if I had said herb garden and he doesn't need me pulling my ear to send him messages in my blog.
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The Summer of Socks is over for another year. I wasn't totally sure I was going to make to the end of this one. I can't tell you how many times I wanted to tell my admins I was done, but I couldn't do that because I had agreed to do the job. Ya know?
Several members of the group had trouble understanding and following the rules for the STUFF! part of the along. If you were there for the prizes, you had to follow the rules. It was a long fucking summer of telling the same people the same things over and over and fucking over again.
Every year, there's something or someone. This year, it never seemed to stop or get better. I guess I'll spend the winter trying to figure out how to better deal with it. I guess...
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In other news, I continue to want things I cannot have, think about things I will never get and long for things I have no business pondering... never mind longing for.
Yeah, business as usual with a healthy serving of being the protective creature I was born to be. I guess that means everything will work out in the fullness of time...
I'm just tired of waiting, ya know?