7 Quick Takes: Political Fun, History, and Grizzly Bears Scarfing Down Salmon

7 Quick Takes

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A little fun with all the political drama going on right now… Stephen Colbert goes to the two conventions as the character “Julius Flickerman” (brother of “Caesar Flickerman” from The Hunger Games with his pet weasel Caligula

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History made this week. Even if Hillary Rodham Clinton doesn’t win the election in November, she is still the first woman to secure the nomination of a major political party as a presidential candidate. (I emphasized that part because she is not actually the first woman to run for president, as various people have been pointing out all week.)

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Yeah… no. In her beautiful speech at the Democratic National Convention, Michelle Obama pointed out that she lives in a house that was built using slave labor. Fixed FOX News pundit Bill O’Reilly disputed this, mansplaining and whitesplaining to the First Lady that they were well-fed and were local moochers. Hate to break it to you, Bill, but the First Lady is correct. She is backed up by primary source material from Abigail Adams and by the Smithsonian.

If you want a good read on our tendency to whitewash some of the negative effects of slavery and our inability to deal with our society being complicit in it even if some of our ancestors weren’t in the country yet, I recommend this piece by a woman who used to lead tours at a southern plantation.

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More fun related to the DNC. Quartz Magazine posted this piece talking about Bill Clinton and his speech on Tuesday night but did it in the style of a puff piece about a woman’s appearance giving the speech rather than the content of it.

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Radio Free Babylon for the win! Sometimes Frequently, Coffee with Jesus manages to communicate the truth better than I can articulate it.

Closed to Dialog

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Green smoothies. It’s hot here this week (translation: it’s in the 80’s) so I’ve been doing lots of green smoothies for meals because it helps to keep me cool. My recipe: a little bit of whole milk, some Greek yogurt, a handful of frozen fruit and a handful of spinach. Yum.

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Something to watch when bored. Have you ever had the urge to watch grizzly bears in Alaska eat salmon and go fishing? Here you go!

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{five favourites}: I’m With Her

#5Faves

This might be a little politics-heavy so you might want to skip it if you aren’t a fan of Hillary Clinton. 🙂

One

This version of the song “Fight Song”. It was done by a bunch of musicians and actors and regular people who are Hillary supporters. I saw it when my dad was watching the news and liked it.

Two

Bernie Sanders. Unlike Ted Cruz’s speech at the RNC in which he did *NOT* endorse Trump (and proved how much of a sore loser he really is, which even my Texan Republican friends have commented upon), Bernie Sanders had the grace and class to endorse Hillary. His supporters are still fighting for him but he understands the need to have a united party right now.

Three

Cory Booker. He responded to Trump’s rude tweet with love and with class.

Four

Michelle Obama. Even if you don’t like her husband, you can’t deny that she is graceful, classy, wicked smart, and well-spoken.

Five

Jerry Emmett, the 102 year old woman from Arizona who got to cast 51 votes for Hillary during the Roll Call. It gave me chills to watch this. Women didn’t have the right to vote at the time of her birth and she lived long enough to see a woman be the presidential candidate for a major political party AND she had the honor of casting her state’s votes at the party’s convention!

Oh, and a message for Donald Trump: the family of late Ambassador Christopher Stevens wants you to stop the ‘opportunistic and cynical’ use of his name and death for political attacks. So please, out of respect for his family who has been asking this favor of you and your minions for four years now, SHUT UP!!!

Go love up Bonnie, babystylista, and the others.

The Simple Woman’s Daybook: July 24, 2016

For Today… July 24, 2016

Simple Woman's Daybook

Looking out my window… dusk. We’ve had pretty sunsets lately. I think it was in the high 70’s today?

I am thinking… about my to-do list for tomorrow.

I am thankful… for my church. Amazing worship today, amazing people, amazing sermon.

One of my favorite things… seeing the water lapping on the rocks in Padilla Bay.

I am wearing… jammies. Clothes for today were an indigo v-neck and black capris which I swapped out for a denim skirt for church.

I am creating… this entry and various emails.

I am listening to… a fascinating YouTube playlist of CHristian music but from all different traditions. Right now, it’s something from Anúna which is breathtaking and speaks to the inner parts of my heart. Next on the list: St. Patrick’s Breastplate which is a favorite hymn of mine.

I am hoping… to finally get my car cleaned out tomorrow.

I am learning… why I seriously need the rest days in between Fitbit challenges! My poor feet were incredibly grumpy yesterday.

In my kitchen… I’m smelling my dad making some kind of soup for himself with chicken broth.

In the school room… my kiddo has one more week of ESY.

Post Script… I wish I’d seen this list of seven perfect replies to (politely) shut down negative people 16 years ago. It would have made various aspects of my life so much easier.

Shared Quote… “Once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Hosted by The Simple Woman.

Autism and the Police

On April 19, 2015, I drove to a $tarbux location on S. Indian Hill Blvd. in Claremont with Daniel. I was fighting a migraine and I just wanted some coffee. Before I went to get my coffee, I had to get gas so I went to the Chevron station next door and, because I wasn’t wearing pants with pockets like I normally do, I accidentally locked my keys in the car. I had my debit card and Daniel but my purse and phone were in the car. After going inside to pre-pay for the gas and to borrow the phone to call Jon, I went and pumped gas before settling to wait until Jon could get there with my spare key.

Small problem: Daniel did not want to just walk around the gas station. He wanted back in the car and to go home. He had just turned 6 at the time and I could not manage to explain to him that we could not do that — that we had to wait for Daddy to bring the spare key to get him into the car — and he started melting down spectacularly. Instead of attracting pity or compassion, people started screaming at me to let my child go because I must apparently be kidnapping him or abusing him. (The fact that I was wearing a baggy t-shirt, baggy capri sweats, flip-flops, and had dark circles under my eyes that were visible even though I was wearing sunglasses was not helping.) I refused to let go of Daniel because I didn’t want him to go play in traffic, so the station owner and another woman called the police who came with sirens. Jon had come, gotten the car unlocked, and fled the scene by this point. I called him and told him to come back because I was going to need someone to vouch that I wasn’t some crack-addicted prostitute that was abusing my child. (This was not a fabulous part of town.)

The first police officer who came was a K-9 officer and treated me like crap because he didn’t believe me. He called for back-up and the two officers who arrived afterwards recognized what was going on and by that point, Daniel had calmed down and was chilling in his car seat while buckling and unbuckling his Winnie the Pooh harness. It was a 20 minute conversation with the latter two officers who asked me a bunch of questions about Daniel, checked him over for marks or bruises, and determined that he wasn’t being abused. I spent the next week in fear of a CPS visit.

Flash forward to last night: my cell phone went off while I was driving and I tried to pull over after passing the local middle school where the Mount Vernon Police were doing a speed trap. Apparently, I was partially blocking the lane because when I pulled back onto the road to drive the last couple blocks home, the police car appeared behind me with lights and sirens. When I turned off the ignition and waited for the nice police officer to come to talk to me, Daniel kicked off into a fear-related meltdown. I had to explain to the police officer why I had pulled over earlier and then started babbling about my kid screaming because he was autistic and afraid. (To his credit, the officer talked calmly to Daniel and tried to explain who he was.) While they ran my information (I wasn’t going to get a ticket but they probably wanted to make sure that there wasn’t something they should be checking out), Daniel got worse and started to make himself throw-up. I opened my door to see if I could stand by him and comfort him and the officer’s partner barked at me to stay in my vehicle. I replied calmly but with a focused tone that my kid was melting down and trying to make himself vomit from fear, at which point the first officer shoved all of my paperwork through the window and told me to drive safely home.

So why am I sharing these two stories? With all of the hubbub swirling around about the North Miami Police Department officer who shot the black behavioral therapist of an autistic man, I and a lot of other parents of kiddos on the spectrum are pretty unnerved. First of all, the behavioral therapist was on the ground with his hands in the air showing that HE WAS NOT ARMED!!!! Secondly, the autistic patient who the cop was trying to shoot HAD A FREAKING TOY FIRE TRUCK IN HIS HANDS!!!! There are a lot of things that look like guns but a toy fire truck isn’t one of them!!! Charles Kinsey, the therapist was trying to get him to “be still… get down… lay on your stomach…”, and was handcuffed while lying face down, which is really not helping the case of the cop. I honestly don’t know if Arnaldo Eliud Rios Soto (the autistic man) knew or understood what was going on, and that’s what scares me most: Soto could be Daniel some day.

My kid has a 50% developmental delay which means that right now, I’m dealing with a 3.5-4 year old in the body of a 7 year old. His receptive language (understanding spoken language) is at age level but he has a processing delay due to white brain matter abnormalities. It scares me that some day, a cop might mistake his normal autistic behavior for something else, scream for him to get down on the ground with his hands at his sides, and my kiddo won’t comply because all of those orders are garbled in his head. We already have him wear a bracelet at school and on the bus in case of an emergency that states that he is autistic, non-verbal, asthmatic, and prone to wandering. (He hasn’t eloped since we moved from Claremont to San Jose but it is still on there just in case.) Yesterday’s events are causing me to upgrade it to one that can be linked to an interactive profile with basic physical and medical information so that if something happens, first responders can get the information they need despite Daniel not being able to communicate.

This situation is my biggest fear right now and I don’t know how to deal with this fear.

7 Quick Takes: Lots of Politics and Some Other Randomness

7 Quick Takes

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Butterflies in my stomach. I’m currently waiting for my cousin Sarah to come over with her fiancé Evan. I have serious butterflies in my stomach because I haven’t met him yet. I’m excited to get to see Sarah for the first time in almost 6 years — she’s one of my favorite cousins and I think Daniel will love her. (We all love her so that’s not surprising.)

**UPDATE** It was a fabulous visit.

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Introverts for the win! I saw an article this week on why silence is much for important to our brains than previously thought. This totally explains how my mind works better than I could ever vocalize, especially why I could sit down at my computer and bang out a 10 page paper without writing a bunch of drafts first and have it receive the highest grade in my college classes.

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Fascinating. Someone shared this piece which has a bunch of pictures from the life of Laura Ingalls Wilder. As know most of my readers are fans of her books, I thought I’d pass it on.

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A chart of lying liars who lie. Someone shared this chart of the biggest liars in the 2016 election and not surprisingly, Donald Trump is at the top. Hillary is 2nd from the bottom and Obama is at the bottom. Why am I mentioning this? IT WAS MORMONPRESS.COM WHO COMPILED IT!!!! You would think that they would be anti-Hillary which makes me trust their chart a bit more because why would they publish something like this unless the numbers backed it up?

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Because food is a uniting force. Instead of having a protest, the Wichita police department had a cook-out with the local Black Lives Matter group. Props to police chief Gordon Ramsey and activist A.J. Bohannon for putting this together and finding a way to get along and show that police and the BLM can get along!

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This terrifies me. As the mom of a kiddo with autism, this terrifies me. And seriously, y’all? The autistic man had A FREAKING TOY FIRE TRUCK!!!! That officer should be facing some serious charges!!!

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In all seriousness… I was going to share the picture of Donald Trump’s star in Hollywood surrounded by a miniature concrete wall. However, in light of him accepting the nomination from the GOP to be their candidate for the presidential election in November, I thought it better to share what it really does look like to “throw a little gas” as Trump joked about Saddam Hussein doing. Genocide isn’t a joke, y’all, and I really hope that any Trump supporters reading this take a long hard look at themselves because voting for someone who thinks this is funny is a foul move.

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{five favourites}: Miscellanea (LXIX)

#5Faves

One

Reading Twitter instead of watching #RNCinCLE. My deepest thanks to all of my friends who are watching the Convention and live-tweeting it so that I can get the salient points without having to watch any of the foolishness. You have no idea how much I appreciate it.

Two

Padilla Bay Walking Trail. It’s an easy mile each way along the slough and depending on when you hit the trail, you’ll either see water lapping at the rocks or bare sea floor for miles. It’s a good place to go and think.

Three

Quiet. I crave it and rarely get it unless the kid is asleep or nobody is home. I’ve had a couple nights of Daniel falling asleep in his own bed (!!!) so I’ve managed to get a little bit of it in the last few days.

Four

The church I am currently attending. I’m hanging out at my grandparents’ church and while I’m still figuring out if/when I’m going to swim the Tiber, they are feeding my soul richly. Rev. Helen is a masterful preacher and it’s pretty awesome to see people singing as they’re headed to the rail to receive the Eucharist.

Five

Praise FM 106.5 I can’t get KLOVE or Air1 clearly where I am so I was station-surfing and discovered them the first week I moved up here. They play a little more variety than the other two national stations and I also discover local events that I might want to attend.

Go love up Bonnie, babystylista, and the others.

Why I Generally Don’t Weigh In On Current Events As They Happen Anymore

Back when I started blogging, I would weigh in on things going on in the world as they happened. It was 2000 and the big news was The Election That George Bush Stole. Sixteen years later, I’m pretty quiet on most things going on in the world. I didn’t weigh in on the Target transgendered bathroom debate, the shooting at the Pulse, the massacre in Nice on Bastille Day, or really anything that has happened in the last three months. Part of it has been that I’ve been swamped. (I haven’t read any blogs in my Bloglovin’ in probably two months because of the move.)

Part of it, however, is this:

There are times when I simply lack the words to say. Seriously, what can one say about the Bastille Day massacre other than “Lord, have mercy. Lord, have mercy. Lord, have mercy.” With regard to the transgendered bathroom issue, I have friends who are transgendered and while I am totally in favor of standing up for them, I didn’t have permission from all of them to write about them so any decent blog entry I could write would have unfairly outed them.

There are times to write and times to connect with people instead. When the Pulse shooting happened, I chose to reach out to my queer friends and let them vent about their anger and feelings of fear instead. It seemed more important at the time.

There are frequently people who can either put things more eloquently than I can or who can write more authoritatively on a subject than I can. This is why I chose to share the John Pavlovitz post on the bathroom issue and the explanation of why #AllLivesMatter is so offensive rather than weighing in on each of them. Let’s also add in the fact that I as a white chick am not qualified to write about the black experience.

Facebook is useful for sharing other things. Facebook is useful for sharing the random links of things that I find though I do save some of them to share as Quick Takes.

There you have it — the reasons I am not blogging on a lot of what happens in the news these days.