May 31, 2008

My email to the DNC

Sent just a few minutes ago...

I am appalled at the ruling by the Rules and Bylaws Committee today in which both the Florida and Michigan delegations were regulated to ½ vote status (gosh, the US Constitution at least gave blacks 3/5 status), and unearned and uncommitted votes were awarded to a candidate in direct violation of the Democratic Party charter and delegate selection rules, not to mention the fact that said candidate voluntarily walked away from the election and therefore forfeited any right to receive any delegates. To make matters worse, the RBC stole the legitimately earned votes of one candidate and awarded them to the candidate that chose to remove his name from the ballot.

To think that the party I’ve stood by for 35 years really didn’t mean it when it comes to voting rights makes my blood run cold. I can no longer continue in good conscience as a Democrat and will be re-registering as an Independent at the county clerk’s office this week.

In addition, I would like every penny back from the Democratic National Committee that I have donated over the past years. I will be reviewing my back accounts, and I hope you will be doing the same thing so that we can expedite my refund.
If by some miracle Hillary gets the nomination, I can support her as an independent. But I'm done with the Party.

Inciting violence?

Exactly what is this "community member" over at Barack Obama's web site trying to say? (click on image for larger version of screenshot)

May 30, 2008

Permission? PERMISSION?

Lambert references this article in the TimesOnline (UK) which is primarily a hit piece on the Hillary Clinton and then opines that, regardless of the beating they took in the primaries, the Clintons will be good Democrats and give their full support to Barack Obama. The article covers what appears the latest trial balloon from the Obama campaign: It is not Barack Obama's responsibility to heal the rift in the Democratic Party, it is Bill Clinton's. Right.

Seriously, are you kidding me? This reminds me so much of the behavior of husband #1 who, after flipping furniture and slamming me up against the wall, let me know in no uncertain terms me that his behavior was my fault because I used the "wrong tone of voice" and that really, it was my responsibility to make nice and make sure it didn't happen again. Been there. Done that. Ain't doin' it again! If Obama was such a uniter, shouldn't he be leading the effort, not Bill Clinton? Isn't it the victor who is supposed to be gracious?

If Obama wants my vote, should he get the nomination, he's going to have to work for it. I have no doubt where Bill and Hillary stand on all issues of importance to me. I know that they respect me and my life. I do not know that of Obama, so until he does a whole lot of fence mending, he should not presume that I am a mindless bot who will do anything the Big Dawg grants me "permission" to do. Honestly. Are these people so tone deaf? Are they that stupid? From Lambert's post:

Readers, I am not kidding. Get a load of this trial balloon from the UK. Times Online. [I’ve deleted the lying liar material on Hillary’s remarks before the Argus editorial board]. And keep reading, because you’ll love the sweetener:
Barack Obama wants Bill to heal Hillary Clinton wounds

Barack Obama, the probable Democratic presidential nominee, wants Bill Clinton to help him heal the deep party rifts created by his wife Hillary’s divisive campaign…

“If anybody can put their arms around the party and say we need to be together, it is Bill Clinton,” a senior Obama aide said.
And Bill gets?

But look, I thought that Obama was the one with the Unity Pony? But now it’s Bill Clinton? Then why’d you smear him as a racist? WTF? Is Obama’s Unity Pony on back order too? Then how’d Bill Clinton get one?
“He’s brilliant, he has got heart and he cares deeply about the country. It’s tricky because of his position as Hillary’s spouse, but his involvement is very important to us.”
And Bill gets?
“Bill Clinton will give permission to Hillary supporters to come into our camp and become one party.
Er, no. We’re not a cult. Or a movement. We don’t “need permission.” You asshole.
"He is critical to this effort.”
And Bill gets? You’re going to love this:
Obama has an important bargaining chip which could tempt Bill Clinton into the fold. Friends say the former president is distressed by the rift in his relationship with the African-American community after he was affectionately described in the 1990s as the “first black president”.

William Galston, a former White House official and Hillary Clinton supporter, said: “One part of him [Bill Clinton] deeply regrets the schism that has opened up with the black community and he would welcome the opportunity to redeem himself.” Campaigning for Obama would go a long way to restoring good relations.
Lovely. So Obama smears Bill Clinton as a racist in the black community, and then graciously offers the opportunity for Bill Clinton “to redeem himself” — as if he needed redemption — by campaigning in the very same community where Obama smeared him.
And read the comments. Priceless! One in particular struck a chord with me. At the end of her comment Aeryl writes:
And look at the other implication, that Bill will campaign for him in the black community. Obama still doesn’t plan to do any outreach to this community. Absurd. The AA community has been royally screwed and ignored this election. Obama has them in the bag, so he isn’t putting any effort to them, and he screwed Clinton with the AA’s, so it’s been pointless for her to put any effort to them.

All Hail the Red Queen

The Red Queen has made my morning. Again.

The title of her post is a bit of an overstatement and she acknowledges it:

This post could go on forever. She has so many years of experience in all the important things and I don't have a lifetime to type it up.
I'm not going to post any snippets because (A) RQ really deserves the clicks, and (B) it's impossible to dissect her post. Go. Read it all.

May 29, 2008

Back on O'ahu

Aloha everyone!

I must say that I quickly got back into the island spirit and my feet haven't seen shoes since last Friday, but they probably will today since sweetie and I are planning a hike up to Jackass Ginger. Then again, the trail is pretty easy, and when I have to cross streams, I may want to be able to do it barefoot. I must remember to spray down with mosquito repellant. I've got at least a dozen bites on my legs right now. Like all critters, mosquitos love me.

More updates on the flip side...

Tuesday...still on Kaua'i

We checked out at 10 am, and headed back into Lihue, making some shopping stops along the way. Mom got a shell hanging thingie for her lanai, we got all kinds of goodies at the Red Dirt Shirt stoah. We got the Kamaaina discount since Mom and George live in Hawaii. We told the cashier that we were Castle grads and she told us she graduated from Farrington. She said, "Castle is da bomb. They had all the cute guys."

Lunch was at a little Mexican restaurant, where this young man seemed to be running the place. He bussed, served chips, water, and seated guests.

Oh, and the food was very, very good. It's a little far to go when we need a Mexican food fix, but we'll keep it in mind for the next trip.

We finally made it to the Kaua'i Museum. One of the things I learned there, and felt silly that I had not learned it earlier, instead buying into the local lore that Menehune were some sort of fairies, was that the Menehune were a real people and responsible for the construction of most, if not all, of the ancient irrigation systems on Kaua'i.

I picked up a book originally published in 1897 and written by Hawai'i's last monarch, Queen Liliuokalani. I have always been fascinated with her, and the book is very interesting.

Don't let anyone ever tell you that the U.S. has never invaded a sovereign nation before. We did it in Hawaii.

We headed for the airport and landed on O'ahu around 6ish. I headed for bed early.

Wednesday...the search for salt water

Yay, finally sweetie and I were on our own! We jumped in the car, made a quick stop for water, soda and some snacks and headed for Mokapu'u, but sweetie got one look at the break of the waves and said, "Nah." So I suggested we head for Lanikai in Kailua. No waves for body surfing but there was some sand for lying in, and ocean for swimming in. The beach has pretty much eroded away, so most people were either on the grass or just past it. Still, it was lovely and we spent about two hours there. We had guest pigeons mooching Cheezits from us, and nestling into the sand and waiting patiently in between throws as though they were our guardians.

On to the Pali Lookout, always a favorite of tourists. It was at the Pali Lookout that Kamehameha I won the decisive battle that finally united the islands under one monarch. Today, the it is just known as the windiest spot on the island and provides a spectacular view of the windward side of the island, specifically Kaneohe, where sweetie and I went to high school.

On the drive up we waxed nostalgic about hiking to Jackass Ginger and perhaps hit some other trails while we are here, so we headed over to Ala Moana Center for som'grinds (food) and to find a book of hiking trails. Mission accomplished on both counts and I stopped at the Aveda store for some moisturizer too.

By then we were pooped and sweetie, who is not as familiar with the streets as I am, finally relinquished the steering wheel to me (whee!) and we headed back to home base.

I leave you with a picture taken of sweetie and me at the Waimea Canyon on Kaua'i...Day One.

Note: my legs are tanning up nicely since this pic was taken. And, I haven't been in those shoes since I pulled them off at the time-share.

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May 27, 2008

Kaua'i Part II

It's our last day on Kaua'i. We have to check out at 10am and our flight doesn't leave until nearly 5pm, so we've got a couple more things on our "to do" list before we leave. One is to buy Red Dirt t-shirts. For those of you who've never been here, the volcanic rock turns into red soil that stains Everything. Once it's on your clothes or shoes, it is Never Coming Out. Bleach will hold no sway, and you must carry your red badge of courage forever. So...when given lemons, they say, make lemonade, and a fellow here has done just that!

We also plan to stop at the Kaua'i Museum. More later on that. I like the scenery, but I find the history of the islands fascinating.


On Sunday, sweetie and I spent the day together sightseeing and hitting the beach. Mom and George stayed behind to watch the Indy 500. Sweetie and I gazed a bit on the Kilauea Point Lighthouse, found a beach just outside of Kapaa and I finally got some salt water on my skin! Then we headed to Wailua to ride up the Wailua River to see the Fern Grotto. When we got up there, much had changed... Up until 2006, visitors used to be able to go right into the Fern Grotto, but as our guide explained, that year Kauai saw 42 days of straight rain which saturated the ground. This caused mud slides and boulders to fall, and rocks falling continued to be a problem. So, in the interest of safety, no foot traffic was allowed into the grotto any more and a landing was built for visitors to view the grotto. In addition, Hurricane Iniki pretty much wiped out the long fern fronds and though they are growing back, they have a long time to go before reaching their original splendor. Still the trip up and down the river was worth it, with our Smith's Tours hosts providing true local entertainment on the way up and "dey wen talk story" on the way back.

Another word on the chickens...

Our guide was asked where all the chickens came from. He told us that the Tahitians brought their own chickens, but the ones you see all over the island came from their Filipino brothers who arrived about a hundred years ago. They all had cock fighting chickens and kept them in their yards. However, since cock fighting is now illegal, when a fight was broken up, folks would just drop their chickens and run away. In addition, storms, broken coops, etc, led to the chickens running loose, and since there are no natural predators on the island, they've exploded in population. He said, "Dey gon have to do som'ting pretty soon."


Mom and George had to endure a 2+ hour time share presentation, but after that we went to lunch in Kapaa, did some shopping and then came back to laze away the rest of the afternoon. Off to bed early, and here it is, time to head back to O'ahu.

And it's my birthday...could I possibly get spoiled any more? I am in the land where my skin doesn't crack, the temperature floats between 77 and 83 degrees F (sorry DB!), and I can indulge myself in all sorts of local cuisine.

Aloha everyone. For your viewing pleasure...a lovely hula while heading up the Wailua River.

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May 25, 2008

In the land of my youth

Well, almost. We arrived on O'ahu on Friday around noon, grabbed a quick lunch at Eagles (I had a Mahimahi sandwich complete with tossed salad and the standard Hawaiian salad dressing...kind of a French dressing but not quite). It was overcast and a bit foggy, so there was no chance of popping off to the beach that afternoon, so we headed to my MIL's home up in Pacific Heights. We got a tour of their new home and admired the view. The house is located so that it looks down on the back end of Pauoa Valley (where I went to elementary school), and we can see the back side of Punchbowl crater, where the National Cemetery of the Pacific is located. Sadly, Hawaii has not been having as much rain lately and Punchbowl has large patches of brown instead of being the emerald green jewel it usually is.

Our Kauai adventure on the flip side.


Early Saturday morning we hopped on a plane to Kauai, and that's where we are now. We spent most of the day tooling around. Our flight arrived in Lihue at a little after 7am, and when picking up our rental car I asked the gate attendant where was the best place to go for breakfast - local place - I was looking for Portuguese sausage and eggs with RICE. Num! He directed us to Dani's over on, yes, Rice Street. Heaven!

Since we couldn't check in to our accommodations until 4pm (!) we took a side trip in the other direction to see the Spouting Horn and then headed up to see Waimea Canyon. Gotta say, my MIL's husband is a former taxi driver and quite frankly, insane, so the winding road up to Waimea State Park left me ready to toss my breakfast and my weak plea from the back seat was that my Sweetie take us back down and could I please move to the front?

Still and all, the drive was worth it. Waimea Canyon is beautiful. Period.

A word about the chickens...

When picking up our rental car in Lihue, we noted a lone rooster wandering through the parking lot. "How uniquely Hawaiian!" we all laughed. At the Spouting Horn, we saw more chickens: Roosters! Hens! and chicks! Cameras snapping away! In fact, nearly every where we went, chickens, chickens and more chickens! Including, our time share in Princeville. Yes dear reader, I returned to my Kahaluu roots this morning waking to the sound of a rooster concerto, distant at first and then, finally our own building rooster just below our window made it clear that the time to rise had come!

On a serious note...

While composing this post the 7:00 hour came with the playing of taps and a Hawaiian chant to honor those Americans who have given their lives in service to our country.

I wish I was on O'ahu this weekend. When I was a schoolgirl in Hawaii, we had a tradition that all the school children would make leis to lay on all the graves of the military buried in Punchbowl. It was a wonderful tradition and I remember going to neighbors' homes to pluck plumeria blossoms from the trees in their yard, stringing my leis and taking them to school the next day. I hope this tradition has been carried on.

More for you all later.

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May 23, 2008

Leave you alone for a few hours...

Dang! I'm only offline for a few hours and all hell is breaking loose over the fact that Hillary spoke of RFK still campaigning in June? That Keith Obamamann is going to give another of his once-inspiring-but-now-too-full-of-himself-and-then-some "Special Comment" taking Hillary to task for a factual statement?

Riverdaughter discusses it:

The reaction of the Obamasphere and the media is totally indefensible. The HuffingtonPost is taking a very matter-of-fact discussion of primary history and twisting it into a vile insinuation that Hillary can’t wait until someone takes Obama out. It is time they stopped behaving like the Orwellians during a two minutes hate.

Read this post too. Riverdaughter quotes ghostlegpress who says:
1968 was a terrible time, but it was also a time of great hope. Those of us who came of age politically in that time will never forget that the primary season began in February and ran thrrough June.

Anyone who believes Hillary doesn’t have that time emblazoned on her memory just doesn’t know American history. They can twist her comments as much as they want - but for anyone over 50, a primary that extends into June isn’t an anomaly. A primary in June will always evoke RFK for me. Not because of the horror of its end - but because that was the last time I had real hope fo this country.

The current outrage disgusts me more than I can express. It’s not Hillary who sullies the process. Lying spinmeisters who’d use the assassination of one of this century’s greatest men to score cheap points are the ones who should be ashamed.
I was twelve years old in 1968. It is so hard to describe what those years were like to those who did not experience them. Years later I was driving with my then twelve-year-old daughter when "San Francisco (Be Sure to Wear Some Flowers in Your Hair)" came on the radio. I started to cry and I said to my daughter, "You know, we really did believe in all that peace and love stuff."

It really was a time of great hope for the younger generation. Amidst the horrors of Viet Nam, the assassinations of MLK and RFK, and all the unrest, we still had hope that we could make change, and in many ways we had some successes, which makes the current backwards march of our country all that much harder to bear. When Hillary choked up in New Hampshire, I knew exactly what she was talking about.

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Woman is the Nigger of the World
John Lennon

Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes she is...think about it
Woman is the nigger of the world
Think about something about it

We make her paint her face and dance
If she won’t be slave, we say that she don’t love us
If she’s real, we say she’s trying to be a man
While putting her down we pretend that she is above us

Woman is the nigger of the world...yes she is
If you don’t belive me take a look to the one you’re with
Woman is the slaves of the slaves
Ah yeah...better screem about it

We make her bear and raise our children
And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother then
We tell her home is the only place she would be
Then we complain that she’s too unworldly to be our friend

Woman is the nigger of the world...yes she is
If you don’t belive me take a look to the one you’re with
Woman is the slaves of the slaves
Yeah (think about it)

We insult her everyday on TV
And wonder why she has no guts or confidence
When she’s young we kill her will to be free
While telling her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb

Woman is the nigger of the world...yes she is
If you don’t belive me take a look to the one you’re with
Woman is the slaves of the slaves
Yes she is...if you belive me, you better screem about it.

We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance

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May 22, 2008


All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go...

Sweetie and I are off to Hawaii in the morning. I'll be taking the ancient laptop and still blogging while I'm gone, but I'll prolly be posting on what's happening over in the land of my youth rather than politics, but hey...who knows?

I am so looking forward to this time out. I've got books to read, sights to see...beaches to lay on and ocean to body surf.

I am also thinking of swithching this blog to another service. Any recommendations? Typepad? Wordpress?

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May 21, 2008

Cultural Iconography

Julia Keller examines the history behind the long-held cultural icon of "woman as monster" and relates it to Hillary Clinton's treatment in the public square, in this Chicago Tribune column:

The over-large, over-ambitious, overbearing creature who irritates everybody, the death-defying witch who just won't go away—and who therefore must be destroyed.

She's a vampire, a zombie, an alien, a werewolf, a psychopath, a serial killer. She's Alex, the Glenn Close character in "Fatal Attraction" (1987), who ... keeps ... on ... coming. She's the looming, clutching, stifling mother or wife or girlfriend in a Philip Roth novel. (Which novel? Take your pick.) She's the eerie, outlandish creature in the Sylvia Plath poem "Lady Lazarus" (1965), who proclaims, "Out of the ash / I rise with my red hair / And I eat men like air." She's the vengeful giantess in the 1958 film "Attack of the 50 Foot Woman."


Revealed in the coverage of Clinton's campaign is the persistence of an ancient and distasteful cultural theme: the powerful, ambitious woman as cackling fiend, as fantastically terrifying ghoul threatening civilization. And because this creature (or "she-devil," as MSNBC commentator Chris Matthews called Clinton) is not human, the only solution is to kill it. Not just derail its career—obliterate it. Smash it to smithereens. Vaporize it. Leave not a trace of the foul beast behind.

Hence the appalling preponderance of violent, death-infused imagery in conversations about Clinton, smuggled into otherwise ordinary political discourse like a knife taped on the bottom of a cake plate: On CNN, pundit Alex Castellanos said democrats must realize that "it's time to take the family dog to the vet." Matthews' MSNBC colleague Keith Olbermann expressed the hope that "somebody will take her into a room—and only he comes out." CNN's Jack Cafferty gleefully floated the specter of Clinton being run over by a flatbed truck. A recent Tribune editorial compared Clinton to a euthanized Kentucky Derby contender.


This is not simply sexism or racism. Those prejudices are familiar, if still repugnant, and leaders as strong as Clinton and her opponent, Sen. Barack Obama, have faced them many times. This, though, is something different and more sinister, because it is not just a commentator's opinion about a person's fitness or unfitness for public office. It is not about using colorful, vivid language in order to wish that a person might or might not continue a campaign. It is an unprecedented public call—albeit metaphorically, but still violently and persistently—for a person's death.


Death, death, death. The steady, depressing drumbeat continues. What these commentators seem to seek is not just a proud female's withdrawal from a political contest—but her outright annihilation. They evoke the nightmarish vision of a commanding woman intent on destruction—thus she must be destroyed before she can launch her evil scheme.
Read it all. It's fantastic.

(H/T to Donna Darko)

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What lost clown said.

May 20, 2008

Ted Kennedy

Ted Kennedy has been diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. This is indeed a horrible turn. My thoughts are with him and his family.

The Lion of the Senate in one of his best displays:

May 19, 2008

You will never believe

...what awaited me in my mailbox today. Okay, maybe you will. Because if one word defines the Obama campaign it is "presumptuous." Yes, yours truly received a fundraising letter from Barack Obama.

"Friend" he called me.

The inserted note from Ted Kennedy called me an "Obama for America Supporter."

Bwahaha haha hahaha hahaha!!!

I plan on using the postage paid envelope to tell them exactly what they can do with their movement and where they can stick their fundraising appeal.

May 18, 2008

Rural Women shut out at NSDP convention

Shame on the Obama campaign for appointing a Reno woman as their CD-2 female at-large delegate to the national convention and ignoring the army of rural women who worked on his behalf. This was their opportunity to address the inequity of the Delegate Selection Plan and they punted.

Reflections on the convention

Before I toddle off to bed...some thoughts

Bill Clinton - he spoke as Hillary's surrogate but he barely mentioned her name. Instead he spoke to us as Democrats. He spoke of the things that unite us and called on our better angels. He had us all on our feet and he struck just the right note. It was awesome. See Anjeanette's live blog on his speech. In this post she mentions how the Obama supporters chanted over Clinton's speech. The rest of us were appalled and so embarrassed by their behavior. You don't have to like him, but as a former United States President (from your own effing party, no less), heckling just Is Not Done. Especially when the candidate you support is all about "unity."

Kal Penn - surrogate for Barack Obama. Talked about how inspired he was by Barack, but when he called him a "statesman" I just had to leave or heave. I don't think he knows what that word means.

An interesting moment - while waiting for the convention to reconvene, we sat in on the final round of CD3's district level election process when the top four vote getters from the first round got to speak for 2 minutes as to why they deserved to go to Denver. We missed the Clinton candidates, but we caught the Obama candidates and most of them were well-spoken for their cause. But one white woman said, "When the three Black women picked me up, I didn't know what to expect." From the back section we all did a "whaaa?" then looked at each other and then cringed. "I think she just lost her bid," I said. I mean really...say what? Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought to refer to the people who gave me a ride ANYWHERE by their physical appearance...I mean, whaaa? Didn't she bother to learn their names in the 7-8 hour car ride from Las Vegas?

Announcement of the delegates elected from each Congressional District: According to the Delegate Selection Plan CD1 and CD3 voted together as a whole, but my district, CD2 was sub-divided into three geographical regions. There is history behind this decision, but suffice it to say, CD2-Clark received one male and one female delegate, CD2-Washoe (Reno area) received 2 females and 1 male delegate, and the rest of the fifteen Nevada counties that make up CD2-Rural received 1 male delegate. This delegate was awarded to Obama.

When the delegates were announced by the convention chair, when he got to CD2-Rural he said, "Obama: Lance Whitney. Clinton: Sorry!" Excuse me??? If he even had to say anything all he had to do was say, "According to the Delegate Selection Plan only one delegate was allotted to CD2-Rural." (By the way, if I am still around when they start putting together the DSP for 2012, I will fight any subdivision of any CD with all my strength - this ruling effectively shut out any rural woman, Clinton or Obama, from going to Denver.

The people - I got to see old friends I've not seen in months, and got to make some new friends too. I spoke to lots of delegates from all over Nevada, including Obama delegates in my quest for CD2 at-large (little did I know how the process was actually going to go) and I think it was worthwhile for all of us.

My rural peeps - Love'em. That is all.

Nevada State Democratic Convention - Post-Game

This is going to be brief as it's our anniversary and with all the running around I did this weekend Sweetie didn't see a whole lot of me. He was so there when I needed him this weekend. He's my rock and what keeps me tethered to this earth.

Here's my post-game.

Well, it's over. Unlike the Nevada Republican Party, at least we completed ours and didn't end in total chaos.

Obama got his people out and then some, so he gained a delegate not previously his. There was some contentious moments, but the entire process felt to a great many delegates as though they were expected to rubber-stamp everything. I heard from many (Clinton and Obama delegates alike) that this isn't what they thought it would be like.

There were issues with the Clinton delegates from Clark County (Vegas) whose bus magically disappeared and a plane had to be chartered a the last minute to get them to Reno. I was in the Floor Captain room when they all came streaming in at 9am (when the convention was supposed to convene).

The alternates were left waiting to be seated until after the final credentials report and therefore did not cast any presidential preference vote. Would this have changed the outcome? I'm told no, but no one really knows.

The at-large delegate slots were split 3 and 3. In my district the Clinton at-large delegate went to a man and the Obama delegate went to a woman. Instead of the at-large delegates being chosen by preferences groups and submitted to the delegation for ratification, the campaigns chose their at-large delegates behind closed doors, didn't explain to us how these delegates fit in with the affirmative action and cultural diversity guidelines of the delegate selection plan. By the time we even got to that party of the convention it was well after 10 p.m. and we were told that the campaigns would give us the list and we could approve the list and be able to leave for the night or we could refuse to approve the list and send it back to the campaigns to come up with another list, thus extending our night even longer. I'd call that extortion, not an election.

Peeps, I am discouraged today.

We have a trip planned to go to Hawaii next Friday. Perhaps the sun and salt will do me good. They usually do.

May 16, 2008

Nevada State Convention, Pre-Game

Well gang, I'll be heading off to Reno later today for the Nevada State Democratic Convention where I will be proudly supporting Hillary Clinton. I've spent the morning printing flyers for my bid for National Delegate At-Large for CD2. According to the Delegate Selection Plan, this is my only chance to be elected delegate as my congressional district was broken up by regions and the rural region was only awarded one delegate which is a man. CD2 has two at-large slots open: 1 man, 1 woman, so as a rural woman and very low on the PLEO totem pole, this is my only chance.

I'll be busy wearing many hats at the convention. I will be a Floor Captain for Hillary. I will be giving a five-minute report on Sunday for the Rural Nevada Democratic Caucus for which I serve as Chair. I'll be trying to drop into every reception and event that I can, and doing my part as a member of the state party executive board to make sure this convention comes off with minimal heartburn.

Anyhoo, I'll try and check in and give you all updates, but I've been to this rodeo before, and knowing how it is I'll be lucky to find time to pee, let alone blog. But I'll take my laptop and try to keep you all informed.

PS - Word on the street is that the Big Dawg will be the surrogate for Hillary at the convention. Woohoo!

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May 13, 2008

Oh no, the NYT isn't in the tank for way!

Here is what the New York Times headline was for Hillary Clinton's blowout victory tonight in West Virginia.

The article goes on to say:

The number of white Democratic voters who said that race had influenced their choices on Tuesday was among the highest recorded in voter surveys in the nomination fight. Two in 10 white West Virginia voters said race was an important factor in their votes.

More than 8 in 10 backed Mrs. Clinton, according to surveys of voters leaving
the polls.

Interesting...This is the first time I've seen white voters singled out when reporting poll results asking if race was an important factor in their votes. But you know, maybe it did. Maybe they are sick and tired of being called racists for supporting Hillary.

Getting back to the headline treatment of tonight's primary victor...

One should be able to assume that the New York Times being the fair arbiter of Democratic Primaries certainly had similar headlines pissing all over Obama's wins when he won a primary due to heavy support by Blacks. Right? Right?

Not so much. From the NYT Archives:

And you think Hillary supporters are paranoid for thinking the media is in the tank for Obama?

Edited at 8:32 to update. Looks like the NYTimes must've gotten some complaints. They've changed the headline. The article is the same, but they've backpedaled.

May 12, 2008

Pocket Guide

Lavendar Liberal provides us with this handy-dandy Pocket Guide to the Obamamaniac Behavior Cycle.

May 11, 2008

Original Intent

Mother's Day Proclamation
by Julia Ward Howe*, 1870

The First Mother's Day proclaimed in 1870 by Julia Ward Howe
was a passionate demand for disarmament and peace.

Arise, then, women of this day! Arise, all women who have hearts, whether your baptism be that of water or tears!

Say firmly: "We will not have great questions decided by irrelevant agencies. Our husbands shall not come to us, reeking with carnage, for caresses and applause. Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn all that we have taught them of charity, mercy and patience. We women of one country will be too tender of those of another to allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs."

From the bosom of the devastated earth, a voice goes up with our own. It says, "Disarm, Disarm!"

The sword of murder is not the balance of justice. Blood not wipe out dishonor, nor violence indicate possession. As men have often forsaken the plow and the anvil at the summons of war, let women now leave all that may be left of home for a great and earnest day of counsel. Let them meet first, as women, to bewail & commemorate the dead. Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means whereby the great human family can live in peace, each bearing after his own time the sacred impress, not of Caesars but of God.

In the name of womanhood and of humanity, I earnestly ask that a general congress of women without limit of nationality may be appointed and held at some place deemed most convenient and at the earliest period consistent with its objects, to promote the alliance of the different nationalities, the amicable settlement of international questions, the great and general interests of peace.

Biography of Julia Ward Howe

US feminist, reformer, and writer Julia Ward Howe was born May 27, 1819 in New York City. She married Samuel Gridley Howe of Boston, a physician and social reformer. After the Civil War, she campaigned for women rights, anti-slavery, equality, and for world peace. She published several volumes of poetry, travel books, and a play. She became the first woman to be elected to the American Academy of Arts and Letters in 1908. She was an ardent antislavery activist who wrote the Battle Hymn of the Republic in 1862, sung to the tune of John Brown's Body. She wrote a biography in 1883 of Margaret Fuller, who was a prominent literary figure and a member of Ralph Waldo Emerson's Transcendentalists. She died in 1910.

May 10, 2008

Happy Mother's Day, Hillary

Dear Hillary,

Like you, I have one daughter who is the light of my life. My wish for you this Mother's Day is a day of love and joy. I'd wish you rest, but I don't think that will be possible.

Thank you for standing up for us. I want you to know how much your inner strength, grace and heart has sustained me during this campaign, and I hope the support and love we all have for you has helped you as well.

I've never had a "real" sister. All my sisters have been girls and women who I've been lucky enough to find along the way. We've laughed with each other, cried together, sat with each other in sickness and pain, and held each other in our hearts.

I count you in that number.

Happy Mother's Day.

May 9, 2008


What BDBlue said.

McCain cannot stack the Supreme Court or any Court with wing-nut judges by himself. His nominees have to be confirmed by the Senate. A Senate that will almost certainly be controlled by Democrats, probably with an increased majority. Why should I have to worry about Roe v. Wade or any other core constitutional right? While the Democrats would inevitably have to compromise on some issues with a Republican president (just as Obama will have to compromise some to get legislation through the Senate given the unlikelihood of a filibuster-proof majority), surely a body that is controlled by the Democratic Party will fight for my right to control my body. And if they won’t, then why am I electing any of them to Congress?

Good luck with that

First you must go read this unbelieveable post by Chris Bowers. Go ahead. I'll wait.

Well, just as we suspected. The truth comes out. Looks like we working class folks are no longer needed in the new hopey, changey Democratic Party. Madamab has something to say about this. [Emphasis mine]

Oh, Chris, Chris, Chris.

I'm finding it hard to get by the first words of that paragraph, "Out with Bubbas, up with Creatives." Personally, as a middle-class, Jewish woman with a Master's Degree, I was unaware that I was a Bubba. And as a professional singer and web designer, I was also unaware of how uncreative I was compared to self-important, penilely-endowed Obama FanBoiz who practice illiterate and ahistorical mutual masturbation in their tiny echo chambers all day.

All right, I admit haven't gotten to the Sieg Heil part yet. I'm just so offended by the parts before it that I keep getting distracted. But finally, here it is as Bowers concludes his Beloved - and his bloggy followers, of course - will be the ones to lead the Plutocratic - I mean, New Democratic - Party.
These will be the type of people running the Democratic Party now, and it will be a big cultural shift from the white working class focus of earlier decades.



The Democratic Party never focused on the white working class. They focused on the WORKING CLASS, PERIOD.

Democrats passed the Clean Air Act. The Clean Water Act. Jimmy Carter tried to get us off of foreign oil and on to solar energy. Democrats passed the Civil Rights Act. They got women and AA's the right to vote. They got us the 40-hour work week. In more recent history, Bill Clinton created tens of millions of jobs. He kept us from fighting unnecessary wars and forced the Democrats to balance the budget. He tried to give us universal health care. Is Bowers so monumentally stupid that he thinks these laws and rights benefited WHITE PEOPLE ONLY?????!!!!

If Democrats lose their focus on the working class, they are not New Democrats. They are Plutocrats, or in more modern terms, Republicans.
Madamab really goes to town on Chris Bowers and his ilk. If this is the future of the Democratic Party, where do I and most of the Democrats I know fit in?

Furthermore, dissing working class Democrats is a recipe for disaster in November.

Good luck with that.

ETA: Anglachel has some thoughts of her own which seems to sum up what's happening here quite succinctly:
This is philosophical revolution, one that is at its heart anti-democratic and anti-political. It is rising from a deep well of, for lack of a better term, Yankee Puritanism, something that has fueled great things and without which we would not have this country, democracy or even Democrats. I reach for religious language and examples to explain this, even as a large number of this contingent are functional atheists. At its root, we are looking at the separatism inherent in much Protestant political thought and causes. Instead of confronting difference and coming to an accord, the saints wish to banish the fallen from the world and thus make the world more perfect.


What I see rising from the other side is clearly of two kinds. Half of Obama's support is simply racial identity voting. The other half is from the faction of the party that is significantly insulated from the stark world of need and want. There is a love of the other-worldly where the beauty of the idea and the ideal matters more than the base. The political "base" is seen as base - low, uncouth, adulterated, impure, unworthy. They are not among the saved and the saints. I honestly cannot remember a previous time when so many people in the party were reviled for doing nothing except vote for a conventional candidate. These are not Naderites or Wallace supporters. They are middle-of-the-road solid Democrats who voted Kerry, Gore, Clinton, Clinton, Dukakis, Mondale, Carter, Carter, and so on down the line. The contempt of the saints for the fallen has always been there, but is emerging without a filter or much in the way of self-consciousness this time. The code we learned to speak in our liberal arts colleges falls to the wayside, and I read claims of being rid of the old evil "white working class" (What of us who are not that thing? What of those of us who are?) in a final conflict to end all conflicts and there will be a purified party to which will flock millions of new, young, untainted followers, ready to be led into the land of Goshen.

[+/-] There's more.../Ciao!

May 4, 2008


I've been slowly but surely souring on The Nation, but I just opened the April 28th issue to see this.

My aunt died of Alzheimers. You know what? I don't give a shit what anyone thinks of another's politics. Dancing on that person's grave is such a tasteless manner is beyond the pale. Between that cartoon and this article linked by The Red Queen, I threw up my hands and canceled my subscription today. Believe me, it's not just those two bits. It's been building for awhile.

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The True Progressive In The Race


I like to check in on this every once in while. A while back I riffed off eriposte regarding the conventional wisdom that Hillary Clinton is in the pocket of corporations.

Not according to Progressive Punch who gives Hillary a 100% progressive rating when it comes to Corporate Subsidies. Get that? A 100% progressive record. Now, check out where Obama is on the list* and then come back and tell me who is the "corporatist."

She also tops him overall.

Shampoo Lather, rinse, repeat.


Twisted Minds

Are you kidding me? How can anyone see this picture and then turn it in to a political joke. What the hell?

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May 3, 2008

Remembering our roots

The Red Queen noted in the comments in my post below that she was inspired by Anglachel's post to post her own take on the class divide within the Democratic Party that has become so evident this election year. You really need to read the whole thing, but I've pulled out a snippet for you. The Red Queen says:

So I grew up with the intellectual values of my father's family coupled with a sure knowledge of the poverty of my mother's (especially since my father's intellectual values didn't extend to him paying child support). I know and treasure things that the working class isn't supposed to, like travel and languages and grand theories of how people should think and act. I know which silverware to use in fancy restaurants and how to conduct myself with people who have a lot more money than I do. I know about the weird foods rich people eat with gusto and how to pretend to like them.

I also know how to pull together with my fellow poor neighbors and share burdens. I know how to navigate the horrible red tape of social services (if anything I could be considered a super-power, my understanding of bureaucrat-ese is it). I know how to juggle bill payments with an "oh but I mailed that check last week, didn't you get it?" I know that you can work you ass off and never make it out of poverty. I know that poor people aren't lazy (and because I know the other side- I know that despite their nice words the upper class thinks we are). I know that we are not dumb, but luckless.

And there, did you notice that. That I started saying "we". I think it is only recently that I picked my side. I still cringe over the trappings of poor white culture. I will never be a lover of Nascar or football or cheap beer. I will still love art and literature and most gourmet foods. But in the basics, I am working class.
I completely identify with what The Red Queen has to say.

I didn't have any rich relatives, but I did have a father who was much better off than my mother and us kids were. Like RQ, mom and dad were divorced. We got our pittance of child support, but it wasn't much. Mom went to university at night and because she couldn't afford someone to watch us, my brother and I wandered the campus and met the most interesting people. We managed to sneak into on campus movies and presentations, hung out in the geology lab, learned to played GO with Japanese exchange students and on and on. It was a poor child's intellectual smorgasbord.

Fast forward to now. DH and I are in a secure place financially, but I've never forgotten what it was like to add rice to the soup for nights on end to "stretch" it. When RQ writes of being "luckless" I know exactly what she means. I, for one, am damn lucky. I know it. No, what I have wasn't handed to me, but it sure as hell wasn't withheld from me either. And I am ever mindful of that.

And that's why, in my heart, no matter how much education or money I have, I'm a Lunch Bucket Democrat. And always will be. And that's why I support Hillary Clinton, because she remembers too.

She does it again!

Anglachel's Journal: The Whiteness of the Whale

Another brilliant post by Anglachel.

Saturday Snippets

I've got a house sorely in need of some attention, a co-worker's baby shower this afternoon, and other stuff to do, so I won't be online much until this evening. In the meantime, a couple of good reads for ya:

Blogs and Opinion...

Paul Krugman on the Party of Denial.

Rather than admit that pollution is a problem the government has to solve — even as the consequences of acid rain became ever more alarming, not to mention as America’s failure to act provoked a near-crisis in relations with Canada, which was suffering the effects of U.S.-generated sulfur dioxide — the Reaganites insisted that there was no problem at all. They denied the evidence, questioned the science, called for more research and did nothing. Sound familiar?

And that, surely, is the line the Democrats should be pushing in this election: Republicans have become the party of denial. If a problem can’t be solved with deregulation and tax cuts, they pretend it doesn’t exist.
Eriposte on Hillary, the media and the "progressive" blogosphere in It's No Mystery
People much younger than her would probably collapse if they tried to do what she has been doing in this campaign. Let me admit, I doubt that I would have been able to keep up with her either. She just works extremely hard day in and day out. Second, I also believe she is often forced to do this. Not necessarily because of this particular campaign but because when you are a public figure that an important chunk of the traditional media and "progressive" blogosphere hates irrationally and lies pathologically about, often the only way to bypass the filter - the distortions, the lies and the lying liars that tell them - is to go meet voters where they live and give them a chance to see/hear you directly and make up their mind independently. When average people, fed on the Limbaugh or Olbermann or Americablog or [...] diet, see the real Hillary Clinton it is often so diametrically opposite to the hateful, fraudulent or frivolous caricature of her that they have been exposed to, that it can and does surprise many people - and usually in a positive way.
The Red Queen on How Barack Fails The Working Class.
Since Bush took office, my income has decreased by 30% every year until it hit half the poverty level. And I've been stuck there since. That is 7.5 years of poverty. That more than half my kid's life.

We trust Hillary not just because we remember Bill, but because we know she actually thinks about our plight. We know that she has the big wonkish brain to find solutions that actually help us.

Hope and change are lovely ideas, but we can't feed our kids hope and change. We can't pay for college with hope and change. We can't by food on hope and change credit. We want solutions. We want to count. We want our kids to have a shot at the American dream, though for the last 8 years it's become obvious that we are the new feudal class. Our Lord and Employer may change, but there is no way for us to improve our lot anymore.
Egalia over at Tennessee Guerilla Women takes a 'gander' at the top 50 media pundits and muses about Media Bias: Why Media Pundits Prefer Obama to Hillary. [Blue Lyon note: Of the list of Top 50, only 7 are women, and not one of them is friendly toward Hillary.]

I can't say enough good things about the analysis that Anglachel brings to the blogosphere. If you haven't already checked her out, just do it already.

If you haven't watched the Bill O'Reilly interview with Hillary Clinton, do it. She's a master, and her willingness to walk into the lion's den over and over and over again, shows me she's got what it takes to stand up to all enemies, foreign AND domestic. [On an aside, the corporate VP stopped by my office yesterday to ask me how the nomination was going to turn out. This isn't the first time she's asked me, but she pretty much keeps to herself on stuff like this. I told her I thought Hillary was going to pull it off. She said to me, "She was really impressive on the Bill O'Reilly interview."] Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

In other news...

This is ominous. China Issues Nationwide Alert After Virus Kills 23 Children (VOA)

There's no political love from me toward Jim and Dawn Gibbons, but, having gone through a divorce myself, and knowing the toll it can take, I wish them the best possible resolution without too much fallout for the kids. (RGJ)

Rationality Fix...

The Skeptics' Guide to the Universe



lolDogs (thanks, Olivia!)

May 1, 2008

No words

D.C. Madam Found Dead of Apparent Suicide

Florida police are investigating the apparent suicide of a woman they believe to be the so-called D.C. Madam, who was found dead in the Florida mobile home of the madam Deborah Jeane Palfrey's mother Thursday.
Wow, that is the most convoluted sentence I've ever read. Okay, I get it. She was a madam. Why did the writer need to tell me twice?
. . . A jury in Washington, D.C. found Palfrey guilty of money laundering, racketeering and using the mail for illegal purposes in connection with a prostitution ring she ran from 1993 to 2006.

Several well-known men were reportedly clients of her service, including former U.S. Agency for International Development chief Randall Tobias and Sen. David Vitter, R-La.

In an interview last year, Palfrey vowed to fight the federal prosecutors who brought the charges against her. "They just destroy you on every level, financially, emotionally, psychologically," she said, but still she refused to accept any deal they offered.
Because men paid for the service she offered she became a convicted criminal, and is now dead, apparently at her own hand, and her johns? Still living the high life. There are no words to express the anger I am feeling right now.

Stop Her Before She Wins Again!*

Joe Andrew switches allegiance from Hillary to Barack and urges ALL super delegates to do the same thing just so's we can get this all over, he sez. Unbelievable.

Funny this announcement comes out the day after a new poll shows Hillary up by 2 in NC.

Why this rush? We've gone this far. We can handle another month. Let the voters speak.

*Also known as WWTSBQ


Via email from our Guest Poster, Dee Holzel, re: the Montero case . . . good news!

The AG's Office filed the necessary paperwork to appeal the Montero case to the Nevada Supreme Court yesterday. It may be a couple of days before it's official.