I'm for Hillary

Today I read an article entitled "Women's group slams Kennedy for 'betrayl'".

Here are some of the highlights:

In a sharply critical statement, the New York state chapter of NOW took aim at Kennedy Monday for what it called an "ultimate betrayal," and suggested the Massachusetts Democrat "can't or won't" handle the idea of Clinton becoming President of the United States.

"Sen. Kennedy's endorsement of Hillary Clinton's opponent in the Democratic presidential primary campaign has really hit women hard," said the statement. "Women have forgiven Kennedy, stuck up for him, stood by him, hushed the fact that he was late in his support of Title IX, the ERA, the Family Leave and Medical Act to name a few."

"And now the greatest betrayal! We are repaid with his abandonment!" the statement continues. "He's picked the new guy over us. He's joined the list of progressive white men who can't or won't handle the prospect of a woman president who is Hillary Clinton."

But the NOW state chapter suggested Monday Kennedy's decision was a larger representation of society's ongoing disrespect for women's rights.

"This latest move by Kennedy is so telling about the status of and respect for women's rights, women's voices, women's equality, women's authority and our ability – indeed, our obligation — to promote and earn and deserve and elect, unabashedly, a president that is the first woman after centuries of men who 'know what's best for us.'"

This woman named Clara summed my feelings up perfectly in her response:

I am so dissapointed by the news media, particulary CNN and MSNBC…especially the news anchors Wolf and Chris…it is unbelivable just to feel the bias that exists against Hillary…it is ok when she is attacked ; but whenever she responds its not ok with you people…I think you guys have the fear of having someone who can actually change things when she gets there…so you have decided to back Obama because you know he wont get things done, that way nothing changes for you, which is what you want, with your fat paychecks…I just hope American people will wake up on this one…inspiration is not going to feed my kids or guarantee a better future for them..in Africa we say, when you aducate a woman you aducate the world…and this scares the hell out of you guys…for two hundred years we have men in the leadership and its time for a woman, because all these men including you, have been raised by the good women to get where they are and it just make sense to have a woman up there…God I hate Politics.

I have nothing more to say on this right now.

If I were a diva, my name would be Ferosh

Me: Chloe, I said put on a scarf, that is a feather boa

Chloe: But it's warm and soft, I wanna wear it

Me: Fine, but when you get to school you have to take it off

Chloe: But Mommy, I have to wear it, I want to be cheetalicious



I dropped the kids off early this morning so I could vote.



I walked into the voting room which doubles as the school gym 364 days of the year. One table was set up for Republicans and the other was set up for Democrats. As a testament to the type of people congressing from my neighborhood, I made a mental note of the line that had formed across the gym floor, and curled out of the door. All these folks were waiting for one thing. A Republican ballot. Those in line for a Democrat ballot? One. Me.



The ballot was fairly straight forward, but I had to read it 4 or 5 times because, as the only apparent Democratic voter for 5 square miles, I did not want to make a mistake. I nearly broke the ink pen pressing down hard to make sure the entire oval was filled.



The man by the ballot-collector-machine leaned way over to read which bubble I had filled in. I saw him peering, so I stopped feeding the ballot, held it up close to his nose and said "Hillary", then I fed the paper through the counter. In retrospect, feeding the 8 ½" by 11" paper ballot into the counter felt a lot like shredding a document_



After successfully completing my civic duty, I called hubby to remind him that if he would like to vote for Clinton, the voting booth was open until 7pm at Payton's school, otherwise, if he choose to vote for Obama, he would find that the voting booth location had changed, and was now located somewhere in the Appalachian.



With my spare 15 minutes, I went for a run in the park. (Oh man am I gonna be late to work today). The weather? A cloudy 22 degrees. I tightened my shoelaces with numb fingers, grabbed my iPod shuffle with the little clippie backing (too cool), and set off to conquer the mostly flat course at Rockwood Park.



Somewhere between mile 2 and 3 my pace slowed and I knew I would soon be walking. My joints were achy and my heart was racing too fast. So I made a deal with myself. I would run the entire song, whatever it was, just one song, and then walk the rest of my course.



Dear reader, you will never believe what song was next. The soundtrack anthem from Rocky. You know, the one that's playing in the background in the movie while Sylvester Stalone runs across the Brooklyn bridge, and up some monumental steps, and through fields of grain.



So there I am, pounding the pavement, and this song lifts me up, tall and gazelle-like. Off in the distance, on queue, a flock of birds takes to the winter sky. And the chorus of women sing "Getting Stronger".



I'm running, and drooling, my ski cap fell off my head about a quarter mile back but I leave it where it fell.



"Getting Stronger" the chorus keeps singing, and I feel like a real superstar. My heart is racing and I'm thinking, um, maybe this isn't a good idea, I'm probably hitting my 90% heart rate max. But I just can't stop, after all I'm "getting stronger" and you know what? I want to be Rocky. I fucking become Rocky. I am running, and it hurts, and I've never been more ferosh.



FYI, I happened to download the extended orchestral version of this song. A full agonizing 7 minutes long.



Around minute 6, I forgot the pain and my heart rate steadied. My body said "Okay girl, I'm done trying to stop you, you ain't quittng are you?" I shook my head. Hell no.



And I didn't, until the song was over. And when it ended, and I slowed my pace, shot my arms up into the sky and said right outloud "I'M GETTING STRONGER. WOOHOO!"



"Alright!" said a little black man who I hadn't noticed sitting on the curb. He gave me a big warm smile, as if to say "You go girl." And I smiled back and said "Thanks!"

I Don't Understand Americans

How can I be so out of touch with my fellow Americans? I simply can not understand what they are thinking.

Why? Why are Democrats supporting Obama? Was it Oprah? Is it his promise that his smile can make the world a better place? Do we really trust that this man has any clue how to run the country? Can he really win this? Do we want that?! Wouldn't the ideal thing be to vote in the most qualified candidate? A candidate who has a good plan and the balls to execute it?

I watched as my country elected Bush for another 4 years. And I just didn't understand. Angelica says "He got us in a mess, now he needs to fix it." But he didn't fix it. And I didn't like Kerry. But thats who the Democrats picked. What a waste!

Now look at our country. It's pitful. We've lost the Iraq-gusto. We've lost any interest in the environment. We've lost countless jobs. And guess what's ahead? A recession. Do we really think someone with little experience has the skills to get us through a recession? Can Obama reach out to all the countries that Bush has offended? Would old people vote for Obama? He is so young, old people don't like youngings running the country.

OMG, the silly youth vote. Uninformed voters who vote like their husbands or their parents. Or "He is the best looking." Or 1 issue voters: "He is pro-gay marriage so I'm not voting for him". Or "I'd never vote a woman or a black man as my president." All of these people should not be allowed to vote unless they can prove that they have more than 1 deminsion.

Hillary may seem like a bitch but look how CNN, Fox, MSNBC is portraying her. Her photos show her scowling or lecturing the crowd. I'm so tired of the media.

I care about the environment. I care about my children's future. I care about stability in Iraq. I care about fiscal responsibility. Hillary knows these things. And she has a plan. And she has a pocket of gold in her husband whom the rest of the world adores, even if us good Christian Americans think he lacks integrity.

I have grown to hate the democratic process. It infuriates me that people can run so blindly into the voting booths. And I feel entirely helpless. As if our country of gluttons and morons is destined to implode on its own ignorance.