I gave to the United Way. I gave to the Boy Scouts and the Girl Scouts. I gave to the American Cancer Society and the American Heart Association. I gave to Go Fund Me. I gave to nonprofits and charities. I gave to funds for tornadoes, hurricanes, floods, and fires. Then I gave my taxes to the US government.
All that giving helped others, but my taxes help me.
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Our President finally has something good to add to his legacy. He mortified the French in to rejecting a far right candidate for their President. Too bad Donald wasn’t in office before the Brits decided Brexit was a good idea. Who knows where their influence lies?
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We’re running out of labels. The sexual and gender preferences of young people today are un.label.able! Which is a sign that it’s about damn time we stopped trying to give people labels that set them apart somehow. They are simply human, doing something perfectly acceptable for a human to do. Let them live without pinning some name on them that makes them feel “other.”
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Earth Day is coming and there will be a march for science. My two knee replacements have reached the point where I can participate in this #resist action. It will be my first ever march. I didn’t march during the Viet Nam protests. I didn’t march to ban the bomb. I wanted to be in the Women’s March. I’d like to march to save Planned Parenthood. Finally, on Earth Day, I’m going to join the resistance against our current administration. March, march, march!
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Remember “The Seven Year Itch?” No, of course you don’t. You’re much to young to remember that. The reason I ask is that I’ve been thinking about things that itch lately. Insect bites, wanderlust, the newest iPhone. All those itches in your life that you want to relieve. Does it do any good to relieve an itch? Is it a solution, or does something else start to nag at you immediately afterwards?
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Is everyone Irish? Everyone I know who has used Ancestry.com gets word back that they are partly Irish. Even when you think you know where you came from, know your family history, there’s this Irish bit in there. Nothing wrong with being Irish, of course. Maybe the Irish conquered the world and we didn’t know it.
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I learned a good new word the other day. Eyehump. It’s so descriptive, isn’t it? I’m dying to use it in a blog post for my entertainment blog. I wrote a post about a woman who gives men smoldering, smokey-eyed looks and wanted to use it there, but it doesn’t fit with her character. Now I’m searching for a place to put my new word. If only Lost Girl was still on the air, I could use it there!
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It’s hard to count blessings these days. The feeling of doom pervades the air. The political situation, the dying environment, the horrors of income inequality. Everything feels like suffering, not like something to remember to be grateful for. The only way to maintain a degree of sanity seems to be to disconnect from the outside world and go for a walk in the sunshine.
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Yeah, that’s right. Fifty words might be too many. Right now we’re running the country using 140 characters or less. Fifty words is a lot. Yeah. Fifty words require complete sentences. Punctuation. It’s a burden but some of us are brave enough to bear it.
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When someone who is insane makes the rules, it’s hard to concentrate on the simple facts of your own life. It’s hard to remember that the sun will rise, and lunch is available in the fridge, and your bed will be warm tonight. The insanity is overwhelming. Nothing makes sense. Nothing seems normal or reasonable. Enjoying a TV show, reading a good book, running the vacuum – it all feels bizarre in the face of the madness overtaking our country.
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