COOKING HELPS
I made a huge Belgian Beef Stew. It’s my favorite thing to cook. I needed to put together something that would take time. During those hours it’s in the oven I feel as if I'm being productive while I do nothing at all. Sort of like being pregnant. Because the news these days is a movie I’d walk out of when I finished with my popcorn and coke. Coca-Cola is the only thing that makes me feel even the least bit patriotic, I love it, and we invented it. I also love rock & roll. Because come on, how could a maniac like Elon Musk be allowed to do what he is doing? Why has he not been struck with lightning? Ditto the whole dirty nest of billionaires. What is wrong with us? Too much, too much. And there seems no way for an old woman to fight back. I did decide not to pay my federal taxes this year. Maybe if enough of us who do, don’t, somebody will notice and straighten out this mess, but I doubt it. More likely they will drag us off somewhere out of sight like what they are doing to anybody who doesn’t look like American English is their native language Absolutely horrifying. God help them, although that’s a an automatic response left over from childhoood. If there is a deity, maybe it never grew up, never recovered from all that creating. Maybe it is watching reruns of Fast Times At Ridgemont High. Great movie, though. I wonder if it stands the test of time. I watched The Last Waltz again last night. Took me out of here for a while, then it made me cry but that wasn’t a bad thing.
I live in a small town an hour north of nyc. My 12 year old daughter asked me why, if half the country is *not* pro-Trump, does it feel like everyone loves him? Because they are loud, I said. Because they put signs up on public property, because they shout on social media. I have been doing some grassroots organizing in my little town, and this helps. I don’t feel so alone. I don’t consider myself an activist. I don’t like shouting and really don’t want to go to protests. I don’t find sustained energy in anger. I am focusing on finding my people, because I know we are here. Connecting us, and tending small fires…so that yes, we can come out and vote (in school board elections, for example, against Moms for Liberty candidates) with fierce numbers. Connection helps. Love you, Abby. Recipe for the stew? (Recipes are poems…)
Oh Abigail, how I feel your pain! Imagine that brilliant Samantha Snow getting booted out of AID like a lackey! And she's just one of the early hits in the blitz. Which was the point, of course. Flood the zone so we all go into shock before we pull ouirselves together and DO something. How could all those government workers just passively obey an illegal executive order and walk off the cliff like a bunch of lemmings? But Musk and his band of teenagers got turned away from Labor, so that's good. Courts are starting to push back. Protests are hapeening all over the country. Tesla is losing business, a drop in the bucket for that cretin. Anyway, you keep making beef stew, and I'll keep stewing about the pathetic state our country is in, and I swear, before I die, that my grandchildren will not be afraid to grow up in this world we've handed to them.