Category: Travel

the road trip

Back when I played with Barbies, the accessory I wanted most for my main gal was that sweet red Barbie Ferrari convertible. Why? So she wasn’t stuck in my room and could explore other places (duh). I get claustrophobic on tiny islands. On a boat…

the wind beneath my wings

“And in the mind of a woman for whom no place is home the thought of an end to all flight is unbearable.” ~The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Milan Kundera My younger sister is pregnant with her first child and like every mama-to-be, has…

the colors of my mind

Have you ever flown across America? I have. Way too many times, really. Every week I fly from Wisconsin to California, California to Wisconsin. Before that, life on the road regularly transported me to New York, Atlanta, Portland, Los Angeles, and countless cities in between….

a heart and a brain

  “If you’re not a liberal when you’re 25, you have no heart. If you’re not a conservative by the time you’re 35, you have no brain.” Or so they say. No matter who is given the credit, that oft misquoted quote always bothered me,…

dear mr. trump: it’s not what you did, it’s how you did it

Ever hear that phrase, It’s not what you said, it’s how you said it? I got that a lot growing up. I think I had a problem with tone (as in, I only had one, and it was what we call, “snotty”). Or have…

may your 2017 faucet flow freely

I have two cats. Sometimes (often) I despise them. Like when Elsa walks up and down my used-to-be-sleeping body in the middle of the night, her pointy paws digging into the weird parts of my body no one ever touches, and after 15 minutes…

for all of the dogs, and all those who love them

We lost a lot of great things in 2016: Prince, Bowie, relationships, Muhammad Ali, human decency, Leonard Cohen, Alan Thicke, the meaning of words, Nancy Reagan, America, Harper Lee, Elie Wiesel, foresight, Alan Rickman, Doris Roberts, forward progress, Merle Haggard. But two “things” that…

intertribal dialogue

As some of you may have noticed, I fell knee-deep into the internet aftermath of the election shit storm. Before November, I blogged a total of 12 times. I wrote eight posts in the month of November alone. Lots of comments, lots of feelings,…

all the good stuff is still there

Recently, I’ve been feeling this feeling, where I want to throw up (No, I’m not pregnant) but nothing comes out. It’s like this permanent, imma’bout to throw up feeling. You know the one. You’ve all been through your 20s. It’s like every Sunday morning….

for whom the bell tolls

If you need a break from all the election coverage today, watch the first 20 minutes of the movie God Bless America.

The plot itself is pretty entertaining. Basically, Frank is a guy with nothing left to lose, has had enough with the downward spiral of America and sets out to kill the most ridiculous members of society.

But the movie’s depiction of this “downward spiral of America” is downright depressing. Because, turns out, it’s not the stuff of movies. It wasn’t drummed up by a creative mind trying to help viewers see Frank’s side of things. The scenes are ripped straight from the headlines of real life, from this real world. A crystal clear window to a reality it’s hard to admit I’m a part of, that I sometimes partake in, contribute to.

I squirmed in my seat, cringing as I watched it play out, my skin crawling with every comical, only slightly exaggerated portrayal of today’s modern America. But instead of using my own words to paint you a picture, I’ll use Frank’s, because I haven’t been able to get them out of my head since they made a beeline to my brain:

Frank in the first 20 minutes:
“This is the “Oh no, you didn’t say that!” generation, where a shocking comment has more weight than the truth. No one has any shame anymore, and we’re supposed to celebrate it. I saw a woman throw a used tampon at another woman last night on network television, a network that bills itself as “Today’s Woman’s Channel”. Kids beat each other blind and post it on Youtube. I just want it all to stop. I mean, nobody talks about anything anymore. They just regurgitate everything they see on TV, or hear on the radio or watch on the web. When was the last time you had a real conversation with someone without somebody texting or looking at a screen or a monitor over your head? You know, a conversation about something that wasn’t celebrities, gossip, sports, or pop politics. You know, something important, something personal.”

Frank in the last 20 minutes:

My name is Frank. That’s not important. The important question is: Who are you? America has become a cruel and vicious place. We reward the shallowest, the dumbest, the meanest and the loudest. We no longer have any common sense of decency. No sense of shame. There is no right and wrong. The worst qualities in people are looked up to and celebrated. Lying and spreading fear is fine as long as you make money doing it. We’ve become a nation of slogan-saying, bile-spewing hatemongers. We’ve lost our kindness. We’ve lost our soul. What have we become?”

Then listen to We Shall Be Free by Garth Brooks (my favorite church since 1992). I find his live version most inspirational.

Then read my post.

Oh, and don’t forget to Vote.