The Rs have won. The Ds no longer really exist. Want proof? Check out the NYC mayor’s race. The Ds are afraid that the person that won is too much a… DEMOCRAT! That’s right, folks. The Rs have the Ds even scared of their own platform. They are trying to hide under the skirt of the Rs and pretend they always did believe in what the moderate Rs believed in. Yep. Rs have pushed the Ds so far over the line that the Ds now use the Rs’ moderate platform as their platform. And even then they still feel scared Continue reading →
Month: June 2025
I didn’t think they’d collapse so easily
I thought our country had a stronger base, a stronger heart and soul, a stronger belief in the democracy we have spent the better part of a couple centuries teaching the world is the best form of government.
Boy was I wrong.
Our democracy is crumbling faster than the Berlin wall, than stale bread, than Trump’s religious beliefs. And that other party, you know, what were they called – oh yeah, the Democrats. Aside from begging for money from me, I can’t figure out exactly what they are doing to save our country from dictatorship and the loss of all Continue reading →
Remember when
Remember when any of your contemporaries died and people always said it was such a sin because they had so many good years ahead of them.
People don’t say that anymore about my contemporaries’ deaths.
Hmmm… Continue reading →
We have a lot to catch up on
So let’s get started.
- Thanks to some very good friends, I will be going to see Neil Degrasse Tyson at the Anchorage PAC in July. Or June. I’m not sure when. And it really doesn’t matter. I never understand what he’s saying but I sure do want to. And he’s so excited to try and get us to understand. I love him and don’t understand most of what he says. He’s like my Nona. I never understood her English/Italian either. OOPS! I’ve just admitted I come from immigrants. Please don’t let them arrest me.
- I recently saw a picture of
Isn’t getting old more fun as you get even older?
So aside from being told to exercise less (until the butt pain is fixed) and eat more (until I gain weight, something that has never been a problem in the past), I find that I also cry a lot more easily. I mean, ok, I cried when my little friend Greta came walking down the aisle at her wedding. But I also cried when I was told I was being treated to a Neil deGrasse Tyson ticket at the Performing Arts Center.
So my question is – what’s that all about?