Went to see "Up in the Air" with my oldest BFF today, meaning my longest enduring BFF in the whole wide world, one of the few people I speak to regularly who knows that I was not always a skinny and somewhat awkward blonde with a good fashion sense: I used to have no fashion sense. Who says nothing changes?New Year's Eve. One tends to think about changes. Even "Up in the Air," a very mediocre movie with a very un-mediocre leading man (what is not to adore about George Clooney? His crinkly, smiling eyes?) leads one to think about change on the last day of an eventful year such as this. And this is without mentioning the Big Change, Mr. Change, Mr. President, Obama.
"There is nothing constant in the universe. All ebb and flow and every shape that's born bears in its womb the seeds of change." Ovid. I still don't know if Ovid was a person or, like Aesop or God, a sort of personification of a narrative compendium, but I still like that quote. I think it was the first quote I memorized, aside from the roughly 532 Bible verses I had to recite on Sunday mornings all the way through eighth grade confirmation class. "To every thing (turn turn turn) there is a season (turn turn turn) and a time for every purpose under" the Democrats, including national health care now.
Another year. The Byrds and the Bible are still sparring in my babyboomer brain. I am as up in the air as ever regarding love. I am as up in the air as ever regarding commitment. I am as up in the air as ever, a drifting red balloon knock knock knocking on Heaven's door as my Mom dies and my optimism seems less and less warranted and more and more essential. Medicare is paying all her very outrageous medical costs, and yet neither she nor my dad support national health care. Go figure. I am not up in the air about being a Democrat, about thinking government should take care of the people of the nation.
Happy new year, Russ. I hope it's a good one for all of us. I'm looking forward to sharing the confusion and the clarity with you and everyone else around here.
You go girl. Government SHOULD take care of the people. I am pretty shocked to read your mom and dad don't support national health care. :-{ I like this new blog and I love the Mary Oliver poem, esp. the last stanza. --the oldest BFF
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ReplyDeleteLove the new blog (better late than never, right?), hope it proves to be a fruitful endeavor.
ReplyDeleteMy one recommendation would be to use the formal appellation in your title and posts, but maybe that's just a weird thing with me.
Love the idea, keep it going!!
(better late than never, right?)
Hope: Thanks for the posts and the good wishes. Yes, better late than never, except in the case of theses and opposition research, eh? I'm not sure what you mean about the "formal appellation," but I do get the sissiness thing: You refer, of course, to Sisyphus!
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