I am grieving today for a man I’ve never met. Until this day, I was only vaguely aware of him. Who is this man? Dr. George Tiller, a Wichita doctor who performed late-term abortions. He was one of only three doctors in the country to handle such abortions. Read the section called Jesus’s Jihadis. And today,… Continue Reading
Monthly Archives: May 2009
An Elegy for…Me
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to pass the mourning of Minna E. Hong. Now, of course, I am not dead–otherwise this would be a pretty freaky post. However, I am slowly letting go of the me that I have been for the last fifteen years or so. You see, after I graduated… Continue Reading
Touched, Humbled, and Honored
A very dear friend (whom I’ve never met as she currently lives in France) named Jamie who has the marvelous cooking blog, Life’s A Feast, bestowed upon me the Bella Award which is for “One Lovely Blog”. Now, lovely is not the first word I would affix to my blog, but I am touched, humbled, and… Continue Reading
Life is But a Dream
This is MY brain, and you’re only peeking into it. As I have blogged about before, I dream a lot. I remember at least one dream a night, and my dreams are, with very few exceptions, nightmares. Last night’s dream was no exception, but it was a strange sort of nightmare. Therefore, I am… Continue Reading
She’s a Spicy Tamale!
And so it begins. Even before Sonia Sotomayor was picked by Obama as his first SCOTUS nominee, the monkeys started howling about how unfit she was. I blogged about the indignation here. In that entry, I deconstructed what racism feels like (as much as I could) and how white privilege is rampant and unexamined (by… Continue Reading
Fuck You, California
Subtitled: I’m taking my next vacation in Iowa. First of all, I am not a lawyer. I don’t play one on TV, and I don’t purport to understand all the complexities of our legal system. I wanted to get that out of the way because I want my not-so-gentle readers to be clear that what… Continue Reading
It’s Torture
I love words, as you know. Why use one word when ten will do? That said, I have two words for the ‘debate’ surrounding the ‘enhanced interrogation techniques’ we employed at Gitmo and other prisons. It’s torture. There can be no debate. The right says, “But it works!” Then, the left gets derailed into… Continue Reading
Fuck the World; I Wanna Get Off
I don’t belong in this world. I realized that when I was in my teens, but I have felt it since–well since I was sentient, I suppose. I tried to fit in–god knows I tried. However, I could never imitate that which I didn’t quite understand. I did my best. I had feathered bangs in… Continue Reading
A Life Worth Living
OK, I lied. I do have something to say. Here we go. My life has been defined by what I’m not and what I don’t like. When I was a kid, I didn’t like playing with dolls. I didn’t want to wear skirts or dresses. I didn’t dream about my wedding day, and I didn’t… Continue Reading
Meh, in the Internet Sense
I’m not feeling it today. Here’s a video for you. Maybe I’ll be hit with inspiration later. Oh, I have to say one thing. A woman on Balloon Juice, who also has a thing for Alan Rickman, has a friend who had a drink with him. I am eaten up with envy. That is all…. Continue Reading