Posts tagged "Florida"

Incompetence in Florida, purposefully

Feeling like a summer re-run—remember summer reruns?—in Florida with impossibly long lines to vote early. Five hour line reportedly. FIVE HOURS Chicago. And my neighbor complained about an hour door to out of the door to early vote at Chicago Bee Library? What is it about Florida? Chads, hanging and dangling. People who run into... Read more »

The Doc Martin Effect

Having watched the UK show, Doc Martin the night before a flight to Florida on Southwest Airlines–the story line clearly got to me. About a kid getting TB from an animal, coughing a lung up symptomatically while his parents ignored him. “He’s just looking for attention.” So when a child about 9-years-old sat in the... Read more »

In God We Trust

Though the right-wing wraps themselves in the Bible, repeating the mantra “In God we Trust” (even on license plates in Florida); BUT at the end of the day–it is the arms merchants of death where the right puts its money and support. God isn’t as powerful as a big ass gun for these boys and... Read more »
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Reading is fundamental (in this house)

‘Twas in the weeks before Christmas when I learned about the Chicago Public Library cutbacks—apparently in the time period I’d been out of town in October, Grinch Rahm Emanuel had decreed “bah, to reading” on the public’s dime. I’d recently chatted with a young woman on the no. 3 bus who was enthralled with Michigan... Read more »
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    I was an accidental expatriate; love and marriage led me to it. One day I was a bandy-legged kid sitting atop my dogwood tree looking out of my small backyard world in 1950s New Jersey, wanting to move somewhere--anywhere, different. Next thing I knew my father had accepted a job in Houston TX. I was ecstatic, it was a foreign land in 1961 America. After high school graduation, my parents’ gave me a matched set of fawn-colored hardsided American Tourister luggage. Taking the hint, I went to college; well four colleges in five years--it was the 60s after all. Meeting a young hirsute anti-war, soon-to-be-Peace Corps volunteer, I fell in love. After finishing up college coursework for my degree, but before I even walking a graduation stage, I grabbed the paper airline ticket my boyfriend had sent me, my brand-new passport, and was off to the airport and Lima, Peru.

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