I have been sitting at my computer reading Mudflats daily now for two weeks — has it only been two weeks? Seems like forever. I found this blog literally the day they announced because I wanted to know who she was and this blog had the information I was looking for.
Now here is where I take a Crazy Ivan… these past two weeks I have, on more than one occasion equated the way I feel about the nomination of these two … uh … what’s the word? Terrorists… yes terrorists (I promise I’ll get back to why I am calling them terrorists) with the way I felt after 9/11/2001.
I was pretty hopeless back then. I kept wishing the Aliens would come and make it all seem superfluous. Well. The last couple of weeks that hopelessness has settled in for a long Fall snooze. The only time I am able to shake it is when I am communing with my fellow Mudflatlanders. Because there are people at Mudflats who want to change things. I believe that the Republiars stole the election in 2000 — no doubt in my mind — I also believe that those same thieves are out there again. It heartens me to know that there are people all over the country, all over the world who care enough to do something, to make the changes necessary. Should the worst happen and we lose this election to the likes of GIJohn and Caribou Barbie, names we give them to make them less terrible, I know that the Mudflats community will be out there. I only hope we’ll be able to find each other again when they take away our rights to assemble and speak freely.
As to why I would call GIJohn & Caribou Barbie “terrorists”: because at its simplest form, the definition of terrorist is one who strikes terror. And what is “terror”? Terror is overwhelming fear or anxiety. I have terror brought to me by these two terrorists.
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I have been sitting at my computer reading Mudflats daily now for two weeks — has it only been two weeks? Seems like forever. I found this blog literally the day they announced because I wanted to know who she was and this blog had the information I was looking for.
Now here is where I take a Crazy Ivan… these past two weeks I have, on more than one occasion equated the way I feel about the nomination of these two … uh … what’s the word? Terrorists… yes terrorists (I promise I’ll get back to why I am calling them terrorists) with the way I felt after 9/11/2001.
I was pretty hopeless back then. I kept wishing the Aliens would come and make it all seem superfluous. Well. The last couple of weeks that hopelessness has settled in for a long Fall snooze. The only time I am able to shake it is when I am communing with my fellow Mudflatlanders. Because there are people at Mudflats who want to change things. I believe that the Republiars stole the election in 2000 — no doubt in my mind — I also believe that those same thieves are out there again. It heartens me to know that there are people all over the country, all over the world who care enough to do something, to make the changes necessary. Should the worst happen and we lose this election to the likes of GIJohn and Caribou Barbie, names we give them to make them less terrible, I know that the Mudflats community will be out there. I only hope we’ll be able to find each other again when they take away our rights to assemble and speak freely.
As to why I would call GIJohn & Caribou Barbie “terrorists”: because at its simplest form, the definition of terrorist is one who strikes terror. And what is “terror”? Terror is overwhelming fear or anxiety. I have terror brought to me by these two terrorists.
Now I know I’ll be put on an enemies list.