Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Full Equality

http://www.fullequality.org/

I realize the issue referenced by the above link is an uncomfortable one for some of my readers. If this is the case for you, you can choose not to follow the link. I would hope that you listen to your heart and do what you feel is right for you.

This article was sent to me by a friend. Our local newspapers refused to print the ad. I am just trying to pass along information that is important to me as a lesbian and a supporter of equal rights for everyone.
Please follow the link and participate.
Thank you.


"No man can emancipate himself, except by emancipating with him all the men around him. My liberty is the liberty of everyone, for I am not truly free, free not only in thought but in deed, except when my liberty and my rights find their confirmation, their sanction, in the liberty and the rights of all men, my equals."
-BAKUNIN.


http://www.fullequality.org/

Monday, December 29, 2008

Enthusiasm

I really thought I was beyond the whole Christmas excitement...

My roommates and I agreed that we would not exchange gifts this year. This was good for all of us because we are lucky to have enough money for necessities.

Christmas eve, A and I were hanging out in the kitchen when J came home. He called us into the front room. Low and behold- there was a present there for all of us!!!!!!!
I really had no idea that I was still capable of squealing like a little girl and dancing around the room like I had just got a pony.

The name of our band is VernisChious Cannid. The members are headed by the spicy in pink Taco on guitar, goat rootin' around on bass, and the man who likes to bang on pots, daRt on drums. Rockin' in the free world!!!!


This is a pic of my friend Kimm. He is holding a real guitar he got for xmas. ROCK ON!

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

a quick note

This is a crazy season. I work in a job that unfortunately gets to see the worst side of people rather than the best. In saying that though, I just want to send a shout out to all the wonderful, patient, lovely folks who I do get to talk to on the phone on a daily basis. Thank you for being nice. It goes so far in making this season really worth the effort. Thank you for your kind words and well wishes. Because of these wonderful things you make dealing with the assholes much easier.

goat

Friday, December 12, 2008

SPEAK THE TRUTH


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fws4RxWtnOg&feature=related



Death of an Icon



1950s pinup model Bettie Page dies in LA at 85

LOS ANGELES – Bettie Page, the 1950s secretary-turned-model whose controversial photographs in skimpy attire or none at all helped set the stage for the 1960s sexual revolution, died Thursday. She was 85.

Page was placed on life support last week after suffering a heart attack in Los Angeles and never regained consciousness, said her agent, Mark Roesler. He said he and Page's family agreed to remove life support. Before the heart attack, Page had been hospitalized for three weeks with pneumonia.

"She captured the imagination of a generation of men and women with her free spirit and unabashed sensuality," Roesler said. "She is the embodiment of beauty."

Page, who was also known as Betty, attracted national attention with magazine photographs of her sensuous figure in bikinis and see-through lingerie that were quickly tacked up on walls in military barracks, garages and elsewhere, where they remained for years.

Her photos included a centerfold in the January 1955 issue of then-fledgling Playboy magazine, as well as controversial sadomasochistic poses.

"I think that she was a remarkable lady, an iconic figure in pop culture who influenced sexuality, taste in fashion, someone who had a tremendous impact on our society," Playboy founder Hugh Hefner told The Associated Press on Thursday. "She was a very dear person."

Page mysteriously disappeared from the public eye for decades, during which time she battled mental illness and became a born-again Christian.

After resurfacing in the 1990s, she occasionally granted interviews but refused to allow her picture to be taken.

"I don't want to be photographed in my old age," she told an interviewer in 1998. "I feel the same way with old movie stars. ... It makes me sad. We want to remember them when they were young."

The 21st century indeed had people remembering her just as she was. She became the subject of songs, biographies, Web sites, comic books, movies and documentaries. A new generation of fans bought thousands of copies of her photos, and some feminists hailed her as a pioneer of women's liberation.

Gretchen Mol portrayed her in 2005's "The Notorious Bettie Page"

and Paige Richards had the role in 2004's "Bettie Page: Dark Angel." Page herself took part in the 1998 documentary "Betty Page: Pinup Queen."

Hefner said he last saw Page when he held a screening of "The Notorious Bettie Page" at the Playboy Mansion. He said she objected to the fact that the film referred to her as "notorious," but "we explained to her that it referred to the troubled times she had and was a good way to sell a movie."

Page's career began one day in October 1950 when she took a respite from her job as a secretary in a New York office for a walk along the beach at Coney Island. An amateur photographer named Jerry Tibbs admired the 27-year-old's firm, curvy body and asked her to pose.

Looking back on the career that followed, she told Playboy in 1998: "I never thought it was shameful. I felt normal. It's just that it was much better than pounding a typewriter eight hours a day, which gets monotonous."

Nudity didn't bother her, she said, explaining: "God approves of nudity. Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, they were naked as jaybirds."

In 1951, Page fell under the influence of a photographer and his sister who specialized in S&M. They cut her hair into the dark bangs that became her signature and posed her in spiked heels and little else. She was photographed with a whip in her hand, and in one session she was spread-eagled between two trees, her feet dangling.

"I thought my arms and legs would come out of their sockets," she said later.

Moralists denounced the photos as perversion, and Sen. Estes Kefauver of Tennessee, Page's home state, launched a congressional investigation.

Page quickly retreated from public view, later saying she was hounded by federal agents who waved her nude photos in her face. She also said she believed that, at age 34, her days as "the girl with the perfect figure" were nearly over.

She moved to Florida in 1957 and married a much younger man, as an early marriage to her high school sweetheart had ended in divorce.

Her second marriage also failed, as did a third, and she suffered a nervous breakdown.

In 1959, she was lying on a sea wall in Key West when she saw a church with a white neon cross on top. She walked inside and became a born-again Christian.

After attending Bible school, she wanted to serve as a missionary but was turned down because she had been divorced. Instead, she worked full-time for evangelist Billy Graham's ministr

y.

A move to Southern California in 1979 brought more troubles.

She was arrested after an altercation with her landlady, and doctors who examined her determined she had acute schizophrenia. She spent 20 months in a state mental hospital in San Bernardino.

A fight with another landlord resulted in her arrest, but she was found not guilty because of insanity. She was placed under state supervision for eight years.

"She had a very turbulent life," Todd Mueller, a family friend and autograph seller, told The Associated Press on Thursday. "She had a temper to her."

Mueller said he first met Page after tracking her down in the 1990s and persuaded her to do an autograph signing event.

He said she was a hit and sold about 3,000 autographs, usually for $200 to $300 each.

"Eleanor Roosevelt, we got $40 to $50. ... Bettie Page outsells them all," he told The AP last week.

Born April 22, 1923, in Nashville, Tenn., Page said she grew up in a family so poor "we were lucky to get an orange in our Christmas stockings."

The family included three boys and three girls, and Page said her father molested all of the girls.

After the Pages moved to Houston, her father decided to return to Tennessee and stole a police car for the trip. He was sent to prison, and for a time Betty lived in an orphanage.

In her teens she acted in high school plays, going on to study drama in New York and win a screen test from 20th Century Fox before her modeling career took off.

___

Associated Press writers Denise Petski and Raquel Maria Dillon contributed to this report.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20081212/ap_en_ot/obit_bettie_page

the-infectious-bettie-page.blogspot.com

I feel like a bright free spirited light has gone out.

goat


Saturday, December 6, 2008

who knew?




I experienced a miracle just now.
I am at work. A woman just called because she received a catalog with a promotion code. She called to ask if that could be applied to her last order. I explained that at the time of the order the offer was not valid but would be happy to apply it as a one time courtesy... She then stated, "Oh, I don't want you to break any rules, please don't worry about it." She then went on merrily to place a new order. She didn't want to break any rules... what a gem. I happily took her order, applied the new discount promo AND waived her shipping just for fun! I was happy to do it. She was so nice and not pushy or bitchy. What a relief and so rare in what I experience on a day to day basis. Sad but true. To that woman in SC- thank you! Thank you for giving me a very bright spot in a very long and gloomy week! Happy Holidays! REALLY, I mean it.

Friday, December 5, 2008

Happy Holidays, NOT!




Hey Assholes!




I am talking to the stupid fuckers who refuse to read the promotion/sale rules. The rules that state clearly: This promotion does not apply to...
and will then list what the promo will not apply to. This may include previous orders and already discounted items.

Just because you are rich does not mean that the rules don't apply to YOU.

You obviously can read because you got the email. Why?!? Why do you have to push it.

If you can afford to by a $1200 pair of boots or necklace on a whim do you have to be such a fucktard about gettting it on sale 3 months later, or even 3 days later?

It was a sale with a limited time offer. YOU missed it. Get over it. And don't even use that excuse- "I wouldn't have bought it then if I had known it was going to be on sale." The majority of gits who tell me this order from us no less than 6 times a month and spend and average of $500 in each order.

YOU CAN ALL KISS MY FAT WHITE ASS!!!!

And you yak dicks out there who call about having us stop sending you our catalog- I am not the one who put you on the list, I don't appreciate your abuse and anger. It was your own fucking fault for putting you name on a list somewhere.

All, let me say that again, ALL catalogs rent, sell and share names unless you specify that you don't want them to. Get over it. If you don't take the time to read then its your own fault- get off me!

OH! Just a quick note to all you last minute shoppers out there- waiting until the last minute and then ordering from a catalog costs more for you! And I, for one, have absolutely no sympathy for you. Do not try to talk me out of expedited shipping costs. It just isn't going to happen. Once again- shipping is a service.

Have lovely holiday season!

Friday, November 28, 2008

A cliche...

At this time of year, we are often asked to speak of what we are thankful for. No one has specifically asked me that this year except I have asked it of myself.
What am I thankful for...?

I'm thankful for...

1. my health. I'm not getting younger so this has been on my mind lately.

2. the friends who over the past couple of years have been supportive without being a crutch. Those that would not give into attention seeking, approval needing behavior but would kindly tell me I was being a git and to pull my head out of my ass. THANK YOU for helping me to stand on my own!

3. my exes. I am so thankful you are no longer in my life.

4. a family that loves me. We don't see eye to eye on most things but we are amazing at loving each other anyway. I know I am always missed when I am not there and welcomed with open arms when I can make it to a gathering. I love you guys so much.

5. my coven. A second family. What can I say... these people have shown me ways to own my shit. I have had my mind and my universe expanded because of the things I have learned among you and so much more.

6. my job. I stated in my last blog that this is not an economy to be unemployed in. I feel that I am lucky enough to be doing something that is somewhat enjoyable. I am able to pay my bills and have a little left over on occasion. I'm lucky

7. my first kiss and every first kiss that came after that. That sweet sweet moment of glorious connection between two people. I hope I have many more.

8. the fact that my name is not on any catalog mailing lists. What a nightmare.

There is so much I am thankful for. The above list is by no means all inclusive.
I do need to mention one more thing though, before I post this blog. Feel free to sing a long...

T
o all the girls I've loved before
Who traveled in and out my door
I'm glad they came along
I dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before

To all the girls I once caressed
And may I say I've held the best
For helping me to grow
I owe a lot I know
To all the girls I've loved before

The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continue blowing
And they just carry me away

To all the girls who shared my life
Who now are someone else's wives
I'm glad they came along
I dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before

To all the girls who cared for me
Who filled my nights with ecstasy
They live within my heart
I'll always be a part
Of all the girls I've loved before

The winds of change are always blowing
And every time I try to stay
The winds of change continue blowing
And they just carry me away

To all the girls I've loved before
Who traveled in and out our doors
We're glad they came along
We dedicate this song
To all the girls I've loved before




Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Why do we let the fat cats rule?

An acquaintance of mine lost her job yesterday in the name of budget cuts.

I did not know this woman well. What I thought about her was that she was strong, independent and vocal about things she believed in. She felt passionate about where the company was headed and felt that she should speak up about it. I think she was let go to be silenced on top of "budget cuts". She was the only person to lose her job. Am I to believe that that solved the budget crisis? Well yes, I guess I am.

I have to wonder why the fat cats can't see their way into a reduction of salary, just for the time being until the economy turns around. What would be wrong with that? Executives all over the country could donate excess wages back to the labor pool and keep people employed. Is it unrealistic to think we should try to help one another? A voluntary stimulus package from corporate america.

And of course it is my fear of losing my job that keeps me from speaking out at work. Fear and the fact that as a bottom of the totem pole employee, I am not privy to all the facts.

I get a living wage and benefits. Good benefits. I call them golden handcuffs because to some extent that is what they are. I am lucky that I have health benefits. Maybe I would be more vocal if I feel I didn't have so much to lose or that there are scores of unemployed people out there who could easily replace me.

And in all honesty, I like my job. It isn't my ideal dream job but it is a good job and I work with good people. Amazingly good people. Up until I started working here I had no idea of what it was like to get positive feedback from a supervisor.


Anyway, I personally don't know the whole story of this woman who was fired. I do know that I will miss her.

Friday, November 21, 2008

A new sensation


I was treated to my first pedicure ever yesterday. I can now see why these are so popular and why people would treat themselves to this delicious experience. Who knew?
I used to scoff at friends who did this. I just thought it was silly. I had no idea what I was talking about and freely admit that I was wrong.
If you never had one, I highly suggest it. Its worth the pampering.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Oh Think Again, Sir!

I had it hammered home today that i really need to cut down my caffeine intake.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

an intersting link

http://www.couragecampaign.org/page/invite/SpecialComment

I encourage everyone to watch this.

Sincerely,

goat

To make a long story short.... to late

I went to a protest last Friday where we, as gay people were asked to share our stories with people so that there may be better understanding. I am not sure where to start or what understanding I may help people have but here goes.

I came out on October 26, 1986. I was a PFC in the Army National Guard and busy learning my army job- 91 A- medic at Ft Sam Houston in San Antonio, Texas.

What lead up to this event? Did it start in the womb? I don't know. I remember my mother once telling me she knew I was different from the day I was born. Maybe it started with the crush I had on Karen Rasmussen. She was our next door neighbor and I couldn't have been more than 6 because we moved when I was 6. That was a busy year come to think of it because along with desperately loving Karen I also proposed to Nanette Horman. We were in the same kindergarten class. I thought she hung the moon.

I was quite the tomboy. I don't remember really feeling as if I were different from the other girls. I was pretty oblivious of kid politics unless it involved my little brother. I was his champion and he was my conscience. Poor kid was always in trouble for listening to me... anyway, at age 10 my best friend was Tracy. We were tight and I was wrecked when she moved to L.A. later that year. I met up her with after I came out and found that she had also. It was a good reunion.

When I was 12, our family moved to Elko, NV. Actually we moved to Spring Creek which is actually 15-ish miles south of Elko. The only really social contacts I had were through church. I grew up mormon. At 12 I was entering the young woman's program. To this day, I am not sure what that is all about. Are the sexes separated so that in those awkward years, the young people will be among others of the same sex who are experiencing the same traumatic and wonderful things, thereby feeling somewhat normal and safe? I can't say that that was how it was for me. When we moved I pretty much became an outsider in the social way of things. When all the teenage girl things started to happen, I felt confused and for the first time, I felt different.

As I moved on from jr. high into highschool and my peers started to talk about boys, talk to boys and date boys... I just didn't know what to do with that. There were boys I was friends with. (Many of them, I have since found out, are gay.) There wasn't really dating. I didn't date a lot. It just didn't interest me. I was asked far more than I accepted. It was just weird.

While trying to figure life out, I had many intense friendships with girls my own age. Intense meaning, I loved them, I was always wanting to hug them and be around them. Sometimes I scared them away and it took years for me to figure out why.

One big milestone was when I was 15. I was at the church with my freind Dena. I don't remember why we were there, Dena was a nonmember and I know it wasn't Sunday because i distinctly remember both of us wearing pants. We were sitting in the foyer on the floor and she was talking and I remember thinking to myself about how much I loved her. I then followed that thought with, "maybe I'm gay"... That caught my inner attention because I had never thought that before, I really wasn't even sure I knew what it meant, so I dismissed it. I never really thought about it again until my senior year in high school.

Monica... some people say that you never get over your first true love, for me it was her. I was a senior and she was a freshman. We met through my brother at a basketball game. She was absolutely enchanting. I was obsessed. The second semester of my senior year must have been hell for my folks. I had no idea how things appeared outside of my own little lavender cloud of denial. I just knew I had found the most wonderful friend ever. There wasn't anything physical about our relationship. It was just another intense friendship for me. As I stated before, I had no clue about being gay, that is until around April of that year when Monica went cold and evasive. After spending hours begging for her to talk to me she told me what people (her friends, her mom and random people at school) were saying. That we were dykes. I am sure the look on my face was comical because I really didn't know what that meant. When I figured it out I went to Monica and said that they were silly, we couldn't be dykes.

I didn't have any reasons to explain why we weren't other than the fear that people were saying we were. This was a really weird time for me looking back. There was a lot of tension between me and my mother. My dad was the bishop at this time and rarely home. I was a good kid. I didn't party- ever. No drinking or smoking. It didn't interest me so much. I spent most of my evenings over at Monica's, listening to music, watching t.v. and just hanging out. Sometimes, we held hands but that was it and that was just a show of affection. I was so totally clueless.

I graduated and went away to college. My roommate was Beth. I think she had more of a clue than I did. Also at this time I met a woman named Camille. She was the first lesbian I ever met that I know of. I didn't know it when I met her. She was fascinating and incredibly intense and I remember at one point she said she had something to show me. I asked her what and she looked into my eyes and then looked away and said, mostly to herself, "Not yet, you aren't ready". I really respect her for that. Because I have a feeling she was gonna help me out of the closet then and she was right, I wasn't ready.

During my freshman year I dated guys a little. I was proposed to 3 times. What was that about? It doesn't matter, I felt swept off my feet by Joseph Richard Costello in April of 1985. Between the time of my accepting his proposal and when we married, 1st of August the same year, I knew I was making a huge mistake but I had been caught up in a horrible momentum trap of my own making. The fact that in that short amount of time I started to see what a real asshole he was and I was completely at a loss as to what the hell I was doing didn't help. I just knew that I was doing what young women do in our church. I was doing what was right. It didn't matter that I still loved Monica (and she was pissed). It didn't matter that I don't think I ever loved Joey (hell I barely knew him). What I liked about him was his musicianship. I have had a lot of time to think about this and I know that his musical abilities were what attracted me. He played bass and classical guitar and he was really good. Worth marrying, no. Everyone could see it. I knew it but was pig headed and stubborn and was sure I could make it work.

Looking back, I really have Joey to thank for my coming out. If I hadn't married him, if he hadn't told me how stupid I was day after day and forced me to have sex with him, I may still be there, trying to do what is right according to the mormon church.

I left Joey after 8 months and the divorce went through in July. July 15, 1986. I joined the Army National Guard and the rest is history.

I remember my coming out as a liberation. I remember wanting to sing from the rooftops!

It took 2 more years before I came out to my family. I trusted my little sister with the news. That couldn't have been easy for her. I know it wrecked my dad.

The consequences since then have been well, enlightening. I was excommunicated. 4 years later I tried to do what was expected of me and was re baptised. I was then dis fellowshipped. Anyone who says that being gay is a choice is ignorant. Who in their right mind would willingly choose to be vilified and hated by society? Who would choose that? It isn't like gay people are accepted everywhere like VISA.

Since that time I was in a relationship with Toni. We were together for 14 years. I never wanted to marry Toni. I don't consider myself the marrying kind. Monogamy is hard for me. I think state sanctioned monogamy would be torture but I do understand that that is my opinion and it isn't shared by all people, gay or straight. There are many of my gay peers who want to be married. I think they should have that right- whatever it is called. Domestic partnership, civil union, marriage, eternal bondage... whatever it is called, the right should be for all people. Toni and I were together for 14 years. I wouldn't have legally married her if I were able BUT the right to do so should have been there and available.

I am not sure why people are so afraid. Two consenting adults want to pledge to be each others one and only, to have and to hold, in sickness and health, until death parts them. How is that scary and why should it be anyone's business except the two people involved? What would be wrong with two committed, consenting adults to have 1.) Health Benefits for their partners and families. 2.)Visitation Rights when a partner is hospitalized 3.)Immigration Rights for lesbian and gay partners of foreign nationals 4.)Social Security and pension survivor benefits AND 5.)Respect for our relationships.

This is my story in a nutshell. I hope that somewhere out there it may help to provide a better understanding to someone who may need it.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

no nO NOOOOO!!!!!

Toni,
After the house sold, I paid you close to $5000 dollars of my half of the money. That was the last thing I
owed you. I paid it and then said I wanted no further contact with you.
I gave up my dogs. They are just dogs. I can tell myself that all I want. I gave them up so I didn't have to be anywhere near you.
I don't want to be contacted!
I don't want to come over to your vortex of shit and and watch the dogs that I am trying to not miss. If I wanted to see the dogs, I would come over and see them but the price is just to much! So don't call me and ask me to watch them because Lee has some family emergency. Sacrifice yourself. YOU don't have to go, you can watch them. I seriously considered doing it and asking for $1000 up front for the first week and $200 a day after that. Even though I REALLY need the money and it would feel so good getting some of that guilt pay off back from you, being anywhere near you or where you live is just not worth it to me. AND, there is a snarky little part of me that is really happy that you sounded so pathetic in the message you left almost begging me. I don't have to help you. I can finally say no to you with a clear conscience because I don't owe you a damn thing!!!! I am free.
So, don't contact me unless YOU are dying. Until that time (may it be soon you manipulative, money grubbing, shit magnet), DON'T FUCKING CALL ME!!!!

Monday, November 10, 2008

These are friends of mine




That's right! I know the Claus's personally.
I can personally vouch that the Man does have a list and checks it twice.

If you would like to have The Claus's appear at a holiday event this season this is where you can go to find more info:

http://www.realwhiskers.com/

a prayer

From the cowardice that shrinks form new truth,
From the laziness that is content with half truth,
From the arrogance that thinks it has all truth-
O god of truth, deliver us. Unknown

Friday, November 7, 2008

A Little Silliness

My nephew, Scott, sent this silliness to me. I have seen some of these before but not all of them and in the interest of this being Friday(thank you!) I thought it would be fun to put here.



2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first 3 letters of real name plus izzle)
Lisizzle
3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color and favorite animal)
Red Goat
4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (your middle name and street you live on)
Dee 4170 S

5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first two letters of your first name)
Quili
6. YOUR SUPERHERO NAME: (Your 2nd favorite color, and favorite drink)
Black Rockstar

7. YOUR IRAQ NAME: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, 1st letter of your middle name, 2nd letter of your moms maiden name, 3rd letter of your dad's middle name, 1st letter of a siblings first name)
Iidaaa (i think this is my favorite one. it just makes me laugh)I'm the one on the left

8. YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (Both parents middle name)
Kaye Charles- not to be mistaken for this guy

9. YOUR GOTH NAME: (black, and the name of one of your pets)
Black Eddie

10. YOUR STRIPPER NAME: (name of your first childhood pet and name of the first street you remember living on as a child)
Judy Fieldcrest Ln
Oh yeah! like I would put a whole picture up there!

Don't Panic... Yet

Just a small voice out here in the wilderness with a word of caution: before you all go flying off the handle because the Antichrist (read incredible sarcasm here please) has been elected and the end of the world as we know it may be at hand, allow yourself a break from the spiteful rhetoric and thinly veiled fear mongering.
I have been sitting at work for the past 3 days listening to people panic because Barack Obama won the election. I hear lots of rumors about how all of our lives will now go to hell in a hand basket.
The truth is, this man won and there are probably a lot of us who don't know anything about him politically because you can't really count on a campaign to do anything but tell you what you want to hear. Good and bad.
So, as the title says, don't panic... yet. Please take a moment or two and cruise over to wikipedia.org
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Political_positions_of_Barack_Obama
or this link
http://obamaspeeches.com/
and this one which is his congressional voting record
http://www.votesmart.org/voting_category.php?can_id=9490

There are plently of places out there the get legitmate information. Take the time to look and as I have said before, educate yourself. Fear and ignorance can go hand in hand.




Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Dear Amy

I cannot guarantee that this post will make any sense. As stated in the title of this blog, I am more of a ranter. Please read with that understanding.

You said something last night that really kind of disturbed me. You stated that this current administration (Bush) was doing a fine job and everything was great until the democrats took over two years ago. This statement is not true. Its a gross generalization and I don't think one can blame anything on one party or another anymore.
Most of the the people who are now serving this country politically, voted for the war in Iraq.
This is a list of who did not: http://usliberals.about.com/od/liberalleadership/a/IraqNayVote.htm

UNITED STATES SENATE

In the Senate, the 21 Democrats, one Republican and one Independent who courageously voted their consciences in 2002 against the War in Iraq were:

* Daniel Akaka (D-Hawaii)
* Jeff Bingaman (D-New Mexico)
* Barbara Boxer (D-California)
* Robert Byrd (D-West Virginia)
* Lincoln Chaffee (R-Rhode Island)
* Kent Conrad (D-North Dakota)
* Jon Corzine (D-New Jersey)
* Mark Dayton (D-Minnesota)
* Dick Durbin (D-Illinois)
* Russ Feingold (D-Wisconsin)
* Bob Graham (D-Florida)
* Daniel Inouye (D-Hawaii)
* Jim Jeffords (I-Vermont)
* Ted Kennedy (D-Massachusetts)
* Patrick Leahy (D-Vermont)
* Carl Levin (D-Michigan)
* Barbara Mikulski (D-Maryland)
* Patty Murray (D-Washington)
* Jack Reed (D-Rhode Island)
* Paul Sarbanes (D-Maryland)
* Debbie Stabenow (D-Michigan)
* The late Paul Wellstone (D-Minnesota)
* Ron Wyden (D-Oregon)

UNITED STATES HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES

Six House Republicans and one independent joined 126 Democratic members of the House of Representatives in voting NAY, on October 11, 2002, to the unprovoked use of force against Iraq:

    Neil Abercrombie (D-Hawaii) Tom Allen (D-Maine) Joe Baca (D-California) Brian Baird (D-Washington) John Baldacci (D-Maine, now governor of Maine) Tammy Baldwin (D-Wisconsin) Gresham Barrett (R-South Carolina) Xavier Becerra (D-California) Earl Blumenauer (D-Oregon) David Bonior (D-Michigan, retired from office) Robert Brady (D-Pennsylvania) Corinne Brown (D-Florida) Sherrod Brown (D-Ohio)

    Lois Capps (D-California) Michael Capuano (D-Massachusetts) Benjamin Cardin (D-Maryland) Julia Carson (D-Indiana) William Clay, Jr. (D-Missouri) Eva Clayton (D-North Carolina, retired from office) James Clyburn (D-South Carolina) Gary Condit (D-California, retired from office) John Conyers, Jr. (D-Michigan) Jerry Costello (D-Illinois) William Coyne (D-Pennsylvania, retired from office) Elijah Cummings (D-Maryland)

    Susan Davis (D-California) Danny Davis (D-Illinois) Peter DeFazio (D-Oregon) Diana DeGette (D-Colorado) Bill Delahunt (D-Massachusetts) Rosa DeLauro (D-Connecticut) John Dingell (D-Michigan) Lloyd Doggett (D-Texas) Mike Doyle (D-Pennsylvania) John Duncan, Jr. (R-Tennessee)

    Anna Eshoo (D-California) Lane Evans (D-Illinois) Sam Farr (D-California) Chaka Fattah (D-Pennsylvania) Bob Filner (D-California) Barney Frank (D-Massachusetts) Charles Gonzalez (D-Texas) Luis Gutierrez (D-Illinois)
Jesse Jackson, Jr. (D-Illinois) Sheila Jackson-Lee (D-Texas) Eddie Bernice Johnson (D-Texas) Stephanie Tubbs Jones (D-Ohio) Marcy Kaptur (D-Ohio) Dale Kildee (D-Michigan) Carolyn Cheeks Kilpatrick (D-Michigan) Jerry Kleczka (D-Wisconsin, retired from office) Dennis Kucinich (D-Ohio)

This war is costing us and estimated $720 million dollars a day http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/09/21/AR2007092102074.html
This astronomical sum has helped to bankrupt this country.

Then of course there is the mortgage crisis There is really no one to blame but the American people themselves for this and also anyone in congress who voted to deregulate that particular industry but really, its the American people who should be blamed. Just because you qualify for a bunch of money doesn't mean you should take it.

When did we sell our brains and give up on being responsible? Why does it seem that we can't stand our government to be in charge but want to be taken care of? Why when something goes wrong is it everyone else's fault but our own? Stop blaming the other party.

As Americans, we have given up our rights in a search for security. We have let fear enter and run our lives. Amy you said you are afraid of Obama. Why? I really want to know. A majority in this country thinks that this man can bring about change. Some of that majority thinks he will just waive a magic wand and make their lives better. Ridiculous. This country is screwed up. We have lost our way in the journey to find life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness and are now paying an incredible price. Do I think Obama can fix this? I don't think he can do it alone.

I listened to McCain's concession speech last night. It gave me respect for the man. I hope he will live up to what he said about working with the president elect. I hope that our elected leaders will take this time now, today to rethink a few things. I hope that the American people, all of the American people will be put forward as a priority and that we the people understand that freedom is not free.

Dear Amy, I love you sis. Your opinion matters to me and also the fact that we can obviously disagree and still like each other. You are one of my heroes!

And just for fun, here is a link to a WONDERFUL article sent to me by a friend. (thanks Jill) It sums things up pretty well.
http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/g/a/2008/11/05/notes110508.DTL

Obama



The speech below was found here: http://news.yahoo.com/s/ynews/20081105/pl_ynews/ynews_pl135

My comments follow the speech, if you are interested.


Remarks of President-Elect
Barack Obama-as prepared for delivery
Election Night
Tuesday, November 4th, 2008
Chicago, Illinois


If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.

It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen; by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the very first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different; that their voice could be that difference.

It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled - Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America.

It's the answer that led those who have been told for so long by so many to be cynical, and fearful, and doubtful of what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.

It's been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this day, in this election, at this defining moment, change has come to America.

I just received a very gracious call from Senator McCain. He fought long and hard in this campaign, and he's fought even longer and harder for the country he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine, and we are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader. I congratulate him and Governor Palin for all they have achieved, and I look forward to working with them to renew this nation's promise in the months ahead.

I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on that train home to Delaware, the Vice President-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.

I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last sixteen years, the rock of our family and the love of my life, our nation's next First Lady, Michelle Obama. Sasha and Malia, I love you both so much, and you have earned the new puppy that's coming with us to the White House. And while she's no longer with us, I know my grandmother is watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure.

To my campaign manager David Plouffe, my chief strategist David Axelrod, and the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics - you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you've sacrificed to get it done.

But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to - it belongs to you.

I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn't start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington - it began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston.

It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give five dollars and ten dollars and twenty dollars to this cause. It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation's apathy; who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep; from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on the doors of perfect strangers; from the millions of Americans who volunteered, and organized, and proved that more than two centuries later, a government of the people, by the people and for the people has not perished from this Earth. This is your victory.

I know you didn't do this just to win an election and I know you didn't do it for me. You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime - two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century. Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us. There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after their children fall asleep and wonder how they'll make the mortgage, or pay their doctor's bills, or save enough for college. There is new energy to harness and new jobs to be created; new schools to build and threats to meet and alliances to repair.

The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even one term, but America - I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you - we as a people will get there.

There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won't agree with every decision or policy I make as President, and we know that government can't solve every problem. But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And above all, I will ask you join in the work of remaking this nation the only way it's been done in America for two-hundred and twenty-one years - block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.

What began twenty-one months ago in the depths of winter must not end on this autumn night. This victory alone is not the change we seek - it is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were. It cannot happen without you.

So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism; of service and responsibility where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves, but each other. Let us remember that if this financial crisis taught us anything, it's that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers - in this country, we rise or fall as one nation; as one people.

Let us resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long. Let us remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House - a party founded on the values of self-reliance, individual liberty, and national unity. Those are values we all share, and while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress. As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, "We are not enemies, but friends...though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection." And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn - I may not have won your vote, but I hear your voices, I need your help, and I will be your President too.

And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of our world - our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand. To those who would tear this world down - we will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security - we support you. And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright - tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from our the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity, and unyielding hope.

For that is the true genius of America - that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing - Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.

She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons - because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.

And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America - the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.

At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.

When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs and a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.

When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.

She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that "We Shall Overcome." Yes we can.

A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes we can.

America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves - if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time - to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American Dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth - that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism, and doubt, and those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people:

Yes We Can. Thank you, God bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America.

Please sir, please, please, PLEASE live up to the words in your speech. Please be better than the lesser of two evils. You are an example of how a disenfranchised group in this country has truly persevered and over come. Can you now stand for those who are truly under represented? Those who's voices are truly being quashed, will you stand up for those of us who are still 2nd class citizens and and targets of religous zealots. I am speaking of your lesbian and gay constituents, sir. Will you truly embrace the diversity of an American people and let them all be equal? I for one, hope so.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

GET OUT AND VOTE!



No fancy message, just go vote!

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

My Friends Call Me Goat

Well, they do.



















This was the costume I made for an annual Halloween party we have here in Salt Lake.
I had a lot of fun running around as a Satyr for the evening .
Hope the picture makes you laugh. It was a fun evening.

A Voice of Reason

This was sent to me by a friend. I found it has some valid points. He didn't know the source and there are so many sites with commentary on them. I found it impossible to find the source of this. I do want to state that I agree with the man who wrote this. I hope this fosters thoughts, conversations and discussions.

This post is in response to recent opinions and editorials by certain individuals who contend that majority vote should override judges' rulings in civil-rights cases such as with California's upcoming "Proposition 8" ballot measure.

Civilized people can hold "different belief systems" and still coexist peacefully; this country is a true melting pot and its diversity in racial, cultural, and sexual orientations benefits us all. Trying to deny EQUALITY to a minority segment of the population, even in the name of faith, is still discrimination, unjust and wrong. In the distant past, the majority of the population in the South were white and overwhelmingly favored slavery. If the majority had been allowed to continue to decide law, without the wisdom and the intervention of wise individuals, blacks would still be slaves. They would also be prohibited from entering many restaurants, restrooms, schools, etc. if subsequent action had not been taken by so-called "progressive" and "activist" judges and civil-rights leaders in the not-so-distant past.

We're all here now in supposedly more enlightened times. It is more than ironic to me--it's appalling--that the "Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints" has become this hypocritical, intolerant, political-interference machine, especially with its own history of nontraditional marriage and its even longer history of being a persecuted minority. Rather recently, in several states, there were extermination orders written into law decreeing it legal and justifiable to shoot Mormons on sight (up until 1970 in Ohio and 1976 in Missouri, for instance). Needless to say, such laws should never have been allowed to exist even though they were passed by a majority of citizens of those states at the time.

I have numerous LDS loved ones, family members and friends, some more progressive than others. I cherish them all for who they are. I'm thoroughly vetted and advised in their doctrine and customs, and I've attended their churches, so my associations with them and opinions about them are not based on simple ignorance or inexperience. With all due respect, I'm glad to have them in my life even though their chosen organization abuses its tax-exempt status by continuously interfering with government and politics in its efforts to oppress me. In the spirit of "Love the Sinner, Hate the Sin", a Mormon adage frequently offered as the standard anti-gay compromise.. . If I were to be completely frank with my Mormon friends, I'd admit that I view their beliefs in essentially the same fashion that so many of them have conveyed regarding my sexual orientation: as something that is illogical, freely chosen, and deserving of silent disapproval. However, I still understand that religion is personal and people's right to their faiths should be respected. There are also some "stalemate" topics not worth arguing about because people tend to cling to what they want to believe, no matter what. Beliefs and religious faiths are further ingrained in most of us based on our own life experiences (or lack thereof), so I've always tried to forgive people for their ignorance. However, regardless of my anti-Mormon beliefs, (i, goat, do not consider myself anti-mormon) I wouldn't even consider voting for any proposed measure that would prohibit people from practicing whatever faith they choose or, say, a measure banning Mormons from marrying each other. If my Mormon friends were facing what gays are facing presently, my principles would compel me to help them just as I would help to defeat injustices toward my atheist, straight, red-headed, Hispanic, or handicapped friends.

People choose religions, even from an array of religions that teach discrimination, oppression, and even violence as acceptable. People also choose to justify their hatred and ignorance by scapegoating it onto religion. If I were God, I would be affronted. If I were LDS, I'd be incensed that my tithing dollars are being used arbitrarily in a political discrimination campaign ($24 million in Mormon money on Proposition 8 so far). I did NOT choose to be gay; I simply AM gay because it chose me. I DO choose not to pursue a same-sex marriage for myself as I think it often brings more problems to relationships that are complicated enough. Still, the rights that come with legal marriage, hetero or homo, should be available to people equally, and so should the consequences of divorce. It shouldn't be some ultra-liberal, radical notion to mind one's own business so that two consenting adults can live their lives together in the way they choose. It's so easy for people to be narrow-minded, arrogant, hypocritical, and self-righteous until they themselves become the disadvantaged minority. It should also be said that not all Mormons support this discrimination; there are vast numbers of them who want nothing to do with it. I implore my Mormon friends to remember their own roots and try to imagine themselves having to walk in others' latter-day shoes when considering California's "Proposition 8". This inhumane and unnecessary measure will eventually be remembered as yet another shameful part of our nation's checkered history.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Just something I thought was funny and wanted to share

I was cruising through some other blogs and came across what has become my favorite quote to date:

"Every time Sarah Palin winks, God kills a kitten." Lola Cola



Saturday, October 25, 2008

Is it really that important?

I get calls from customers that are upset about something with an order. They will rant on for a couple of minutes telling me how we screwed up and ruined little Jimmy's birthday because of this or that reason.
They make it sound like it is the end of the freaking world. I listen patiently, apologizing profusely and then when I ask them what the order number is they either have no idea or the said event was months ago. I then at that point have to wonder about all the auditory theatrics I have been listening to. If it was really that important, one would think you would have more of the details? If you wanted us to rectify it in some manner because it was so important, you would think you'd have that order number tattooed on you in plain sight. I mean, it was little Jimmy's birthday! He is your second cousin's best friend's nephew and he just turned 2! The end of the world is upon us and you can't waste you time in keeping this important information so you can call and have us refund you shipping costs or give you a discount. NO!

And when I finally locate the order, which was 3 months ago (but still, little jimmy, don't forget he was crushed) and then try to do my job you get pissy with me and tell me what a bad company we are. I just love it when customers heap abuse on me. Let me tell you, it really turns my crank.

Friday, October 24, 2008

Bar gits


For all you guys out there that have conquest issues.

When attempting to pick up a lesbian in a bar remember that she is a lesbian and does not want to hear about the size of your penis.

She will see right through your smarmy pick up lines because she has probably used them herself.

If you think you are clever, you aren't.

Nine times out of ten, if you meet a lesbian in a straight bar, she is there with friends. Do you really think she is interested in you?

If she had a dollar for every time a guy has said to her, "my wife is really into the lesbian porn thing, would you be interested in a three-way?" she would be really fucking rich. This does not mean she would take you up on your offer.

If you think along the lines that women are lesbians because they haven't met the right man yet, you are most assuredly not the right man.

Just because you like women too does not mean you are a lesbian. It means you are a heterosexual man.

If you want to buy her drinks, great! Don't assume that because you are buying her a drink she is interested in anything that has to do with you sexually.

If she says she is not interested generally this means she is not interested. REALLY. No hidden code there.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Invictus

I have spent the last week thinking. I have alot of stuff on my mind and it seems impossible sometimes to get it out on "paper"

The economy worries me, the state of the nation and the election of a new leader, worries me. The fact that I am one of the many who lives paycheck to paycheck, worries me. Apathy, this culture's greatest enemy (in my opinion) worries me. This is a small example of the large list of things I have in my head.

Am I different from any other person in these things I worry about? I seriously doubt it.

The thing is, yesterday I was participating on a yahoo list I belong to. A friend of mine from that list posted this:

INVICTUS

Out of the night that covers me
Black as the Pit, from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
for my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.


Its by William Ernest Henley. Talk about adversity. Go to wikipedia and read about that guy. Wow.

I read that and found myself with a feeling of release which filled me with a sense of wonder, like I wonder what I was needing release from. All those worries and cares had seemed to slowly but surely put a weight on me that was dragging me down and it happened so slowly and gradually. It's amazing how sneaky a mind can be. It was all at once empowering to be reminded that I am the master of my fate. Its breath of fresh air, the ability to stand up and take responsibility for myself that gives me strength. To not be a victim of circumstance of any kind. Does shit happen? Everyday, every damn day. I square my shoulders and face it head on. Its called life and I refuse to live it unconsciously.