observations from suburbia
Given the following Statement…
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.
Why is it acceptable for a politician to invoke the name of a deity at a political rally?
Discuss.
I was making my way to the beach today, when I took a second look at an old beater of a Dodge pickup. Now this old beater is old, certainly from the late 50s if not older. It’s paint is weathered red - dull, no shine left at all, like an old international tractor in a farmer’s field, except for the Dodge logo which is shiny new white paint, and underneath it, the quote:
so much depends upon a red wheelbarrow
Yesterday I heard the most disturbing report on the radio that I’ve ever heard in my life. A man in Virginia forgot to drop his 21 month old son off at daycare on Tuesday of this week. He also forgot that he had his 21 month old son in his car on his way to work. He left his son in the car all day. His son died a tragic and (I’m sure) horrible and painful death trapped in the car. I’m sure the father is significantly more horrified than I am. However, I have not been able to get this out of my head since I heard it. I’m stricken with grief for the family. There are so many failures in this story its unfathomable. Why didn’t someone form the daycare facility notice that the boy wasn’t there and call one of the parents? How can you forget that you have your child in the car seat behind you? Why didn’t someone notice a child trapped in a car in a parking lot until 5:00 PM?
My mind is so wrapped around the axil on this one that I couldn’t sleep last night.
Nothing good is ever reported in the news. Nothing. I’m tired of hearing nothing but horrible things in the news. So, I’m not listening to the news for at least a week. I’m also not reading any papers, or watching any news casts for a week.
Interestingly enough, we coincidentally recieved a solicitation for a magazine called “Ode” yesterday, which claimed that nothing ever good is reported in the news and that the magazine is a magazine for Intelligent Optimists.
I want to be an optimist.
After dropping Greyson off at daycare today, I rolled over to Safeway to get some milk since we were out and all. All I got was on half gallon carton of milk, organic, lowfat. I didn’t even get a cart or a basket cause I knew I was only getting one half gallon of milk. So I head to the express line and miraculously, it was indeed express. The woman who was ringing me up, instinctively put the single half gallon of milk into one of those damn plastic bags. I said, probably a little gruffly (it was 8:30 and I’d only had half a cup of java), “I don’t need a bag, thanks.”
You’d have thought I’d defecated on a member of her family’s grave. She gave me a look that was all too telling, pretty much it said, “This is the way I do my job.. I put things in bags and take money. Don’t ask me to do it differently. Its only ONE bag.” But she did pull the single carton of milk which I’d carried all the way from the back of the store to the front with no basket, cart or bag in one hand, out of the plastic bag and set it on the counter. Then she made change for a 5. Well, a machine made the actual change, she just had to get out a single dollar bill.
I should have asked for a gold dollar instead.
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