Elise Sereni
     Patkotak
Monday, January 26, 2015

I didn’t think a deafening silence could get much quieter than the one that greeted Mitt Romney’s statement that he’s might make another presidential run. The lack of anyone actually excited by the announcement seemed truly monumental. Then Sarah Palin goes to Vegas and hints she might run. And lo and behold, the silence greeting this news nationally was even more deafening than the one that greeted Romney. For Hillary’s sake, I’d like to see either one of them run. 

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:03 AM •
Sunday, January 25, 2015

It occurs to me that Penny will be to Kaley Cuoco as Rachel is to Jennifer Aniston.
And those are the thoughts that will sneak up on you as you try to go to sleep sometimes.

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:01 AM •
Saturday, January 24, 2015

Filled my tank today. Had 60 cents off per gallon from Safeway thanks to the vast quantities of medication I take each day. Brought the cost of a gallon of gas to $1.97/gallon. Wow. I know this hurts Alaska’s economy buy it felt good!

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:06 AM •
Friday, January 23, 2015

Or does John Boehner strike you as the guy you dread your daughter will bring home and introduce as her fiancee?

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:31 AM •
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
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BuddhaBubba gets up in the morning long enough to get her pain pill. I turn the heating blanket on under her bed and she goes right back to sleep. About two hours later, after everyone else has gone downstairs to my office to get some work done, I hear her race madly across the floor upstairs. She doesn’t go anywhere. Just apparently jumps up off the bed and runs through the kitchen and living room. If I go upstairs to see what’s happening, I usually find her standing by the counter in the kitchen looking shocked, shocked I say, that her food dish is nowhere to be found… and her brother and that annoying other little dog are also missing. And so is that big person with thumbs who cuts up the chicken for her. We go through the same thing at night before she goes to bed. She’ll wander through the living room, kitchen and dining room looking for god knows what. Suddenly, she’ll go from just pacing to racing madly… well, as madly as she can at this point in her life… around the entire second floor. She’ll see me or one of the other dogs, stop as though astounded others live here, and then take off again. About five minutes later, I’ll find her in her bed snoring.
Maybe those pain pills are making her just a little happier than I expected. Can dogs hallucinate?.
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Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:38 AM •
Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Do you have your beer chilling and your nachos melting? Are you ready for tonight, the annual Superbowl of presidential speeches?  I do hope you’re planning to watch. After all, where else would you get to watch a man who deliberately makes himself orange preside over a house full of sound and fury and signifying nothing more really than the failure of today’s education system to produce anything that even resembles a statesman… or woman.

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:39 AM •
Monday, January 19, 2015

“When your dog came in from outside he was all yellow and wet. One of the big dogs peed on him. We gave him a bath.”
You find yourself just wishing that your dog would have been smart enough to move. But he apparently wasn’t. Thank god he’s cute. It’s obviously getting him further than his brains.

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:34 AM •
Sunday, January 18, 2015

At least it’s warm enough for me to leave the door open for the dogs to go in and out of the yard without being assaulted by a squadron of crazed mosquitoes.

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:35 AM •
Saturday, January 17, 2015

Hate is easy. Love is hard. Intolerance is easy. Tolerance is hard. Violence is easy. Non-violence in response is so hard as to be almost unbearable. So when Jesus told us to turn the other cheek, he was asking us to do something that most of us resist doing with every fiber of our being. When someone hits us, we want to hit back, and we want to hit back even harder. I guess that’s the part of being a Christian that truly tests just how deep your faith really goes.

In our memories, Dr. Martin Luther King and Gandhi stand out as the two most visible proponents of non-violence. I find myself wondering what their response would be to what happened in Paris last week. I know that no matter how much I fight the impulse, I would be lying if I said that some part of me didn’t want us to bomb the mid-east into oblivion and start all over. I know that impulse is heinous and wrong and is nothing more nor less than a response to the heinous acts of last week perpetrated by Islamist extremists. I know there are decent people, Muslim, Christian and just about every other religion on earth, living there. If I give in to that impulse, do I allow the extremists to win because they have dragged me down to the lowest level of existence in which they seem to live? Have they succeeded in making me just like them?
Good people all over this world condemned last week’s occurrences. Those of us in the media who make a living offering our opinions to the public were probably particularly affected by what happened. You want to think, as you write your opinion for the world to read, that whether everyone agrees or not, there is at least agreement on your right to express yourself. But clearly there are people for whom only their expressions are valid and all else must be eliminated. I’m guessing if you want to know what a world like that would look like, you don’t really need to read science fiction. You just need to look at life in North Korea. And even as I write that sentence I find myself thinking, “Screw you, Kim Jon Idiot. You can hack my computer all you want. Enjoy the seven thousand videos of cute dogs, cute kids and my family’s 1950 home movies.”
The Middle East has, for much of the past two centuries, been viewed as the property of Europeans, to be carved up and used as needed in order to access the resources in which the Middle-East wallows. The people there have been treated as something less than human because we did not consider them as civilized as we were. In fact, we viewed ourselves as bringing civilization to them. If you think about it that way, you can start to understand why there might be some anger out that against us. But that does not justify the slaughter of people for expressing an opinion or shopping in a grocery store for Shabbat dinner. Nothing justifies that. Just as there are probably people in Pakistan and Syria mourning the loss of their loved ones and thinking there is no justification for the drone strikes that killed them as collateral damage when the US was taking out a terrorist cell.
Killing begets more killing. It’s pretty much never the answer. Seems amazing to me that the same species that can figure out how to put a man on the moon can’t figure out how to stop the slaughter.

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:25 AM •
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
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Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:07 AM •
Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Tolerance and love are hard.

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:16 AM •
Sunday, January 11, 2015

In Alaska news, Charlo Greene lost her court case and was evicted from her store. She ran a “social club” that centered on pot. But that’s not the strange part. The strange part is that she lost out to the downstairs business which indulged in BSDM… an apparently alternative lifestyle. I’ll leave you to figure those initials out. I got a headache just reading about it.

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 12:03 PM •
Saturday, January 10, 2015

I bought a heating pad for my arthritic dog to complement her pain meds. She is now much happier than she’s been in a long time. And she’s warmer than living things usually are in my house. So there is one creature on this earth that had a good day yesterday.

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:51 AM •
Friday, January 09, 2015

It gets harder and harder to view Islamic extremists as fellow humans. I want to not lose that ability because I don’t want to become one of them. But it’s harder every day to not just be so angry that I want us to go to the mid-east with bombs and keep bombing until it is a virtual wasteland.

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:25 AM •
Wednesday, January 07, 2015

Anchorage is having the kind of winter that gives winter a bad name. Our choices for weather seem to be below freezing weather followed by rain followed by more below freezing weather so that all the rain is now sheer ice, making every attempt to walk outside an unmitigated disaster waiting to happen. Today is freezing. Tomorrow we’re supposed to get freezing rain. I may just go to sleep until spring. Then I can wake up and see how many of my perennials died because there was no snow cover to protect the roots from the freezing ice.
Living in Alaska sometimes takes more energy than I have to give.

Elise Sereni Patkotak • 03:07 AM •

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