Yesterday was my boss' last day. We threw her a big party and made her cry. We got a huge turnout too. (I think it helped that I mentioned cake in the invite.)

After the party, we had another one at a nearby bar so she could say goodbye to all the vendors she has worked with over the years. We had a pretty good turnout for that too. My department clearly not only excels at begging for donations, but also at throwing parties. :)

The bar was right next to the Mayflower, which is a hotel frequented by important people. Right now the Israeli Prime Minister is staying there, I think. For days, we've had police barricades, K9 units, and helicopters flying around. Yesterday we got to see the guy arrive back at the hotel with his whole entourage.

First big black vans pulled up. Before they even stopped, the doors and back of the van popped open and men in armor with rifles jumped out of the car. Then another set of vans pulled up with more armored guys that ran over the the don't-shoot-me tent, examined it, then opened it up.

After that, an ambulance pulled up and parked next to the tent. Just in case I guess. Finally a black limo with Israeli flags stuck to it pulled up, quickly followed by several more black vans with armored and armed guys jumping out. The limo went straight into the tent. As soon as it was completely in, the guys guarding it snapped the tent closed.

You could tell when the PM was finally safely inside, because all the very tense armored men relaxed right after.

It was all very action movie.
Ben took me out to see V for Vendetta tonight. I've never read the book, though it sits on my bookshelf. (A fantastic find at a library book sale.)

It was a good movie, enough so that I left the theater feeling ashamed of myself. I don't know how to verbalize it, though I tried on the way home. A man hiding behind a mask made a greater difference than I will ever make. Because I am afraid. I write letters and read the news and talk big, but when it comes down to it I'm afraid to do more because I have too much to lose. But I guess that's the point. V was more idea than man. And ideas have nothing to lose and no fear.

This movie was the superhero story I've always wanted but didn't know someone already wrote. But it reminds me of my cowardice. I want to stand up and fight, but I want someone to lead. Someone to take the fall when bad things happen. I want change, but I don't want risk. And without risk, there can be no change.

I'm pretty sure I'm not making sense right now. I'm really tired. So yeah, go see V for Vendetta. It is a good movie. I suppose it's a good book too. Perhaps I'll read it if I ever get over my shame. I have a lot to think about now.
I would have an abortion. The circumstances under which I would, might, have, or might have chosen to have an abortion are nobody's business but mine and those I choose to tell. They are not the business of any government. I do not accept the proposition that either the state or my sexual partner(s) should have any say over when and if I choose to bear a child. I do not accept any sovereignty over my body and my reproductive organs but my own. If faced with the situation, I will do everything feasible to help other women and girls I know exercise their rights to safely terminate a pregnancy if they so choose. When a state treats women and girls as chattel, it is they that commit a crime.

Rather than post this in your lj if you agree, send this to your elected officials. While it's very nice that you share my sentiment, I have no political power. Few people on lj do. Politicians are the one's making the laws. Let them know what you think.

Here, I've done half the research for you.
I wrote a letter to a local politician about a crazy stupid law that is trying to be passed in VA. It would basically make abortion so expensive, that no one but the rich could afford it. I pointed out smart things like laws already in place that ensure these clinics are safe and legal, which is what the proposed law "claimed" was trying to do.

Today I got a reply. A personal one. I was rather shocked. And pleased. For once I didn't waste my time.
If you are a fan of MoveOn, here is a petition to encourage the Senate to support a fair Supreme Court nominee.

Typing in a few personal words in is always nice. I mentioned the 4th of July and freedom and not wanting to spit in our Founding Father's faces. Not really sure what these petitions can do, but at least you can feel like you tried to do something.

You can also write/call/email/fax your Senator's office directly and let them know how you feel. In my opinion, that tends to show a bit more force.
Today is the day to save PBS! Sign a petition at moveon.org! And then, call your call your congress (wo)man!! Let them know that you don't want them taking away Sesame Street! (And all the other cool shows they've got!)

NPR is at risk too, so if you're a radio fan, you'll want to be interested too!

Profile

holytoastr

January 2015

S M T W T F S
    123
45678910
11121314151617
18192021222324
25 262728293031

Syndicate

RSS Atom

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Apr. 14th, 2026 11:49 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios