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Wednesday, June 29, 2005

who's the winner?

Once upon a time (and not a "great" time at that) the Academy Award, the Tony, the Grammy and the Emmy were the province of white entertainers. No black persdon had one of these coveted statues on his or her mantle. Gradually, as we grew and old prejudices waned, blacks began to be nominated. Then one day a black won the award. It may have come much later than it should, but the barrier had finally and appropriately been broken.

I saw that the Black Entertainer awards were held last night. Has a non-black been nominated for a BET Award? Has a non-black ever won a BET Award.

This is the same, identical segregation that Martin Luther King rallied against. It's just reversed itself in 40 years. Have we really changed that much since the early 60s?

doldrums

No inspiration. My muse has fled.

Bush didn't raise my hackles last night. He said pretty much what I expected.

When somebody you expect to do/say something stupid does/says something stupid, well, big whoop. However, when somebody does/says something totally unexpected, now, that's somethin'.

If your president had said something like, "I apologize for molding the facts to support my personal wish to whip the bully who embarrassed my Dad and to fatten the coffers of the military industrial complex that foot the bill to get me elected twice." That would have been newsworthy.

We can only dream.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

the perfect description

I just saw this response to an article about Senator Joe Biden not being allowed to witness the caskets of soldiers killed in Iraq being brought home to Dover Air Base. The article was on the Huffington Post.

I've never seen the issue expressed so well!

Here's the response....


Bush supporters who accept that their government is corrupt but do not care, constantly try to turn nobility into venality. They implied Senator Kerry was disloyal while enlisting and serving in Viet-Nam while Bush avoided service. Now they disparage Senator Biden for honoring our troops while Bush does not. Ideological blindness seems to be incurable.

An anorexic looks in the mirror and sees obesity and a Bush supporter looks at evil and sees goodness.

Posted by: Steven W. Beyer at June 20, 2005 11:29 PM

Saturday, June 18, 2005

what a day

Yesterday morning I woke up when the sun coming through my curtainless bedroom window became too bright to keep my eyes shut any longer. I had turned the alarm clock off the night before. I got cleaned up, made a cup of coffee, and went downtown to the farmers’ market. I was on a mission. I need mass quantities of red, ripe jalapeno peppers for my homemade chipotle powder. I figured it was too early in the season to find what I needed, but it was an excellent opportunity to talk to some venders to see if they would have any later in the summer.

We don’t have the biggest farmers’ market, but it’s a pretty good one just the same. There are better than a dozen different produce venders. Some are commercial truck farms. They’ve got trucks or vans with their names and locations painted on the side. Others are family operations with three generations of gardeners working their scales. There’re even a few hippies selling herbs (totally legal, mind you) and organic stuff. All of them are busy bagging, weighing, restocking and talking. They’re real cheerful considering they’ve probably been out of bed since 0:dark thirty.

The produce is great. You name it, they’ve got it. Most of it is grown within fifty miles of the market. Four different kinds of eggplant. At least a dozen different peppers (alas, no red jalapenos yet). Mountains of vine ripened tomatoes. Cantelope, okra, peaches, onions, leeks, garlic, lettuce, plums, horseradish (the Korean family has at least four different varieties), asparagus, broccoli, blueberries, yellow squash, raspberries, zucchini, strawberries the size of eggs and so sweet they make your jaw hurt, several kinds of potatoes, cucumbers, herbs of all varieties either fresh cut or plants, on, and on, and on. There is also fresh baked bread, home made preserves and cut flowers. You can even get beefalo and “grass-fed” lamb.

The market is a good gauge of the availability of produce at roadside stands around the state. One family was selling “Clarksville peaches”. Clarksville is well known for its you-pick-‘em orchards. This means the peach crop is a good one and that the stands in and around Clarksville will be bustling. The peaches are cheaper the closer you get to Clarksville. I don’t begrudge the venders a little profit, but it’s a fact. One lady was selling “peaches & cream” corn. The sweetest sweet corn you’ve ever let past your lips. She was asking $.50 per ear. I know farmers who grow this corn. They sell it to people by the pick-up load who in turn sell it for $.10 per ear. It’s time to go to Burton’s in Tupelo and get some corn and to Johnson’s outside of Clarksville and get some peaches.

The arts-and-craft folks set up as well. There’s the lady selling isinglass next to the hippie selling five- and six-hole American Indian flutes. Each one comes with a little instructional booklet. The CDs are extra. I talked to him for a minute and he told me how easy they are to play. Something about not skipping a hole above or below the one that’s always shut. I got his business card. People sell hand made cutting boards, candles, scents, beads, stained glass, jewelry, you name it. It’s also quite the social place. I saw and talked to people I hadn’t seen in months. There’s even a great place to buy fu-fu coffee (or the real thing if you want it) and pastries.

It’s well worth the effort of rousing early and making the twenty-minute drive. I hadn’t planned to buy anything but lost control. While listening to my new Allman Bro’s CD (real loud, thank you) this afternoon I cleaned and chopped a mountain of veggies for a really big batch of killer gazpacho.

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

shampoo

HELP!!!!!

I'm standing in the shampoo aisle at wally world. Bottles of every size shape and description on eighty feet of shelving, six feet high. Hundreds and Hundreds ( in a Carl Sagan voice) of choices! Clarifiers, emulsifiers, dry hair formulas, oily hair formulas, stuff for brunettes, blondes, redheads, straighteners, stuff for permed hair, dyed hair, gentle, medicated, strong, fragrant, herbal, etc. The fragrances are reminiscent of the either the great outdoors or the fruit section (no pun intended).

I've been buying same brand for years. It was simple. The fragrance was tolerable. The price was reasonable. It was my friend. But alas, no more. Out of all those choices, no regular brand. I've been abandoned in haircare hell. What to do, what to do?

I'll bet I spent fifteen minutes wandering helplessly up one side and down the other side of the aisle. Fifty or sixty people, almost exclusively women, came, made their selection, and left. Their brand was still there. No dithering around.

I don't need stuff for dyed hair or for permed hair. I don't know what clarifiers and emulsifiers are. Do I need them? I don't have dandruff. You have to read the bottle like you're studying a legal document to find out if some of them have fragrance added. It's easy to rule out the fruit section scents; they advertise their aroma on the front in big type. Some of them listed fragrance as their second most abundant ingredient behind water! What's up with that? I don't need straightener as long as I keep my hair short and the humidity isn't too bad. Do I need the herbal stuff with green tea and balsam it it?

I want Guy shampoo. Big ugly bottles of cheap, no frills, non-scented shampoo. Put it in a black bottle, or even better, a bottle with a camouflage pattern. Guys eyes and brains are programmed to spot camo stuff real quick. It might even help if they stock it in the sporting goods or hardware sections. We're comfortable there to start with.

I settled on something that was twice as expensive as my old brand. It was a big bottle. I read the label pretty carefully and even opened it up to get a whiff: minimal fragrance. I couldn't tell you what brand it is to save my life. If I like it I'll buy it again. If I don't, it's back to haircare hell.

Friday, June 10, 2005

something to be glad for...

Be glad you don't live in Zimbabwe. Urban voters who voted against "President" Robert Mugabe are having their homes torn down and are being forced to leave for rural "ancestral" homelands. In many cases armed police are forcing the people to tear down their own homes. Some are barely able to remove what belongings they have before demolition starts.


I sure as hell hope George Bush doesn't hear about this and take it to heart.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

is bush house of cards collapsing?

Bush Administration offers Republican donors sweetheart deal for mineral rights they may not own...

http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=10000087&sid=aYXdjZxMorBQ


Bush Administration thanks ExxonMobil for helping shape energy policy and stance on Kyoto Treaty...

http://www.guardian.co.uk/climatechange/story/0,12374,1501646,00.html?gusrc=rss


Bush Administration official doctors global warming documents...

http://www.nytimes.com/2005/06/08/politics/08climate.html?ex=1275883200&en=22149dc70c0731d8&ei=5090&partner=rssuserland&emc=rss


Bush approval ratings at lowest level yet...

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/06/07/AR2005060700296_pf.html


We know Bush can't run for President again. How long will it take for Republican hopefuls to begin doing backflips to distance themselves from him?