We took Mason to one of our local parks and he found some kids close to his age (almost 4) to run around with. I was thankful he found some buddies but was quickly reminded why we don't often go to the public parks. The kids he was playing with weren't there for 30 minutes when their mom rounded them up to leave thanks for that jerkhole.
I got one the other day on my post about Oklahoma Turnpikes from forever ago (way to creep my page weirdo) that called me a bitch and told me if I didn't like how things worked I should start 'slaughtering politicians'...... Uhm.... holy shit this guy has lost his fucking mind Wow that guy is unhinged. I do not now or ever suggest that anyone "slaughters" anyone else....ever. He went from 0 to ape shit immediately. Calm the heck down bro! Take a chill pill ( do people still say that?).
When I was growing up war was just the way things were. No one took the time to explain to me that there were other ways to handle attacks from other countries. I remember sitting in my classroom in middle school as the Twin Towers were hit by those planes. We watched the people jumping from the buildings on our tiny bulbous screen hung in the top corner of our classroom. About the time my teacher realized that people were jumping to their death in front of a class of children she turned the TV off.
Dystopian novels are super popular and I know I'm not the only one who has given serious thought to how crappy existing in one of those societies would be. Dystopian novels burrow deep into our psych and give us way more than just entertainment. This genre has a power that most others just don't. Novels like "The Handmaid's Tale" influence politics and it's symbols have been used in many a protest in an effort to protect women's rights.
For most of us deep in the trenches of the book world this kind of question has a pretty obvious answer. Our books are our lives and we live and breath each part of every story. We well know that each person's reading experience is unique and having an intimate view of our favorite stories from all angles is what dreams are made of.
As we reach the last few hours that polls are open, I want to inject just a bit of motivation to get you through those long lines. I know it's a pain. The workers are slow as molasses at some of your voting locations. The lines are disorganized and the system is confusing. I know. … Continue reading Vote! Vote! Vote!
The opinion of most in my generation is that I got married very young. My husband and I were both 21 when we said our vows. It's been six years now and we are still going strong. There were a lot of people who told us that we wouldn't make it. They told us we were making a huge mistake. People say a lot of things.
Labor Day, the first Monday in September, is a creation of the labor movement and is dedicated to the social and economic achievements of American workers. It constitutes a yearly national tribute to the contributions workers have made to the strength, prosperity, and well-being of our country.
There is a reason books that recount the regrets and advice of the dying strike so deep a chord: people who have nothing left to lose can tell their stories with a sincerity and unpretentiousness we crave but that is all too rare. In “Trauma, Shame, and the Power of Love,” Christopher Pelloski relates his own downfall from a prominent physician-scientist in the field of radiation oncology in a similarly candid way.
When a person relies on grandiose flippancy in the face of a serious accusation instead of showing transparency with proof that the accusation is false.....it's time to ask questions. It's time to ask a lot of questions.