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                    <td width="720"><p><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:14pt;"><b>May2005</b></span></font></p>
                        <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1027"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     4 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;11<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:37 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e848"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        seem to have ground to a halt. I was thinking about 
                        it last night. Trying to find words for the way I've 
                        been feeling. I just don't have them. They all feel 
                        too dark. Or not dark enough. What I've been feeling 
                        Is too tired to be drama. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Years 
                        ago I knew a new age self help type guy who said that 
                        double binds are about resentment. I certainly have 
                        my basket of resentments. I sit with it and take them 
                        all out. Reexamine them for meaning and purpose. And 
                        the whole time there is a part of me saying knock it 
                        off. Let it go. Bury them. Burn them. Toss them in the 
                        sea. Usually I put the basket back on a shelf and try 
                        to forget that it's there. &nbsp;Really. I'm bored with 
                        them. I'm exhausted by them. I'd just as soon forget. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">There 
                        was another episode of <a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/">Grey's 
                        Anatomy</a> in which the health issues of fat people 
                        were somewhat well represented. I was gong to write 
                        about it the night I watched but I knew my feelings 
                        weren't clear. The story line was about a fat woman 
                        who comes into the hospital with an enormous tumor. 
                        She thought it was just fat and she had a fear of hospitals. 
                        Part of the theme for the episode was procrastination. 
                        There was also a story line about a man with Parkinson's 
                        not wanting to have surgery. A doctor says something 
                        disparaging about the woman's weight while she is having 
                        an MRI. I guess he didn't realize that she could hear 
                        him. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">When 
                        I was nineteen I was pulled under a truck and needed 
                        a really long surgery to patch a hole in my ankle. I 
                        was in and out of consciousness during the surgery. 
                        At one point I heard the doctors and the nurses discussing 
                        what a shame it was that I was so fat. The anesthesiologist 
                        noticed that I was hearing and gave me a look of chagrin 
                        and then knocked me out again. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">On 
                        the show the woman dies during the surgery and the man 
                        with Parkinson's decides to have his and it works. I 
                        was pissed that she didn't survive. But I kept thinking 
                        about it. She was cool. Smart and dignified. She just 
                        didn't like doctors. When they do the stats on the rise 
                        of health care cost related to obesity I wish they'd 
                        mention how the fear of health care keeps fat people 
                        from seeking out early prevention and how the bias of 
                        health care professionals causes them to discard the 
                        first do no harm promise in their zeal to create a one 
                        size fits all world. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Maybe 
                        I'm being harsh. I have recently been to a clinic in 
                        which I was treated with absolute&nbsp;dignity and care. 
                        And my feelings about the show were complicated by the 
                        fact that it was portraying stuff that happens. And 
                        they weren't being crude, or going for an easy joke. 
                        Mostly they kept asking the never useful question - 
                        how does a person let themselves get that way? It wasn't 
                        even always clear whether they meant her weight or the 
                        fact that she had this huge tumor. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Sudden 
                        weight gain may signal something bad. So how does that 
                        fit into <a href="http://www.fatso.com/man1.html">the 
                        revolution?</a> It is a problem in the fat community. 
                        In our zeal to make the world fair to fat people we 
                        tense up around any idea that weight gain may be a bad 
                        thing. Things are always more complicated. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        sound like I'm down on zeal. I who am stuck in idle. 
                        I'm not. I like zeal. I just like perspective better. 
                        But that might be why I'm so stuck. I'm so full of on 
                        the one hand and on the other hand and I'm not taking 
                        any action. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Fear? 
                        Well. Sure. But I've feared forward before. Lots of 
                        times. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">So. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">This 
                        morning I woke up early and <a href="http://www.democracynow.org/">DN</a> 
                        was playing <a href="http://www.lyricsdomain.com/14/neil_young/ohio.html">Ohio.</a> 
                        Kind of a great song to hear first thing in the morning. 
                        It is the anniversary of <a href="http://www.democracynow.org/article.pl?sid=05/05/04/1342257">Kent 
                        State</a>. <a href="http://www.may4.org/6.html?frm_data1=1&frm_data1_type=large">Allison 
                        Krause</a> went to the high school where I did my junior 
                        and senior year. She graduated the year before I arrived 
                        so I didn't know her but I feel like I did. Our school 
                        was rocked by the event, as was the country. I went 
                        to protests at the University of Maryland and watched 
                        the perimeter of National guard with a terrified but 
                        defiant eye while Dr Spock spoke against the war on 
                        a make-shift stage. At six o'clock this morning I was 
                        singing. Gotta get down to it. It felt so empowered. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Yeah. 
                        Gotta get down to something. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
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                                                    <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1027"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     8 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;12<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:36 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e849"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Sometimes 
                        you just hafta laugh. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">A 
                        few days ago I 
                        finished writing a post and the computer crashed. 
                        I lost it all. The reason I'm laughing? Well...</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I was writing 
                        about reading <a href="http://www.harpercollins.com/global_scripts/product_catalog/book_xml.asp?isbn=0060192267">The 
                        Center of Winter.</a> I like the book. The things I 
                        don't like are things I almost never like in writing. There is 
                        lots of dialogue. Well written dialogue that draws the 
                        characters and tells the story, which is in the best 
                        show don't tell tradition of writing. But not my thing. I often 
                        feel like I just want to be told. There's 
                        probably a balance of both that is just right. Anyway. I was close to the 
                        end of the book and it was becoming a Rorschach test.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        arc of the book is about a very bad thing that happens 
                        and toward the end it seems that things are working 
                        out but there is some potential for more badness and 
                        I was waiting for the other shoe to drop. It made me 
                        think about whether I am given to a negative point of 
                        view. Do I expect the worst? </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        don't really believe in positive and negative people. 
                        I think we are all a bit of both and I think there's 
                        a time and place for everything. But I do think that 
                        there is a way in which we all have a default mode. 
                        I tend to like people that expect the worst. They seem 
                        more grounded. And yet ...</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        other day I saw a homeless man being interviewed on 
                        the news. He said that he knew that something might 
                        happen to him that day that had never happened before 
                        and he meant it in a hopeful sense. There he was, an 
                        older man, wrapped in rags and blankets, all of his 
                        worldly goods in a shopping cart and he had a sense 
                        of possibility. That's the real real. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">So 
                        the post was me musing about positive and negative and 
                        being a <a href="http://www.cafeastrology.com/zodiacgemini.html">double</a> 
                        <a href="http://www.cafeastrology.com/risingsignsascendant.html#geminiascendant">Gemini 
                        </a>with a <a href="http://www.lunarliving.org/moon/libra.shtml">Libra 
                        moon</a>. (I found some cool links that I can't find 
                        now but the new ones are OK.) And my first reaction 
                        to the crash was to swear and shout and be annoyed. 
                        My second reaction was to notice my reaction in light 
                        of the post and laugh. I tried to go back and rewrite 
                        it but I got distracted and I lost the groove. And days 
                        went by. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">A 
                        minute ago I was sitting on the bed putting on a sock. 
                        It's been raining. The windows are covered with glistening 
                        drops but the sun is bright behind the clouds and light 
                        is pushing though. I had just opened the window a bit 
                        and there was the smell of clean air and the sound of 
                        birds and the occasional car driving by. I sat there 
                        on the bed with my shoe in my hand just being blown 
                        away by the light and the peacefulness of the moment. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It's 
                        not that I've been in a terribly dark place. But I have 
                        been in a place that is a hybrid of tension and denial. 
                        I think it's important to feel through the difficult 
                        things. Anger. Sadness. But I think it's important to 
                        be blown away by light and drops of water on the window. 
                        And I think I was saying that really nicely the other 
                        day and not quite as nicely today but ... oh well. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        finished the book. So now I know. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
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                                                    <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1027"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     9 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;10<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:35 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e850"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I'm 
                        thinking a lot about why it's been so hard for me to 
                        write lately. It's not just one thing. It's this big 
                        muddy thing. Even now I type a sentence and then just 
                        drift off. It's not a good thing but the thing that 
                        has been getting me worked up enough to write has been 
                        <a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/">Grey's 
                        Anatomy.</a> I'm not even sure that I like the show 
                        that much but every week they do something that speaks 
                        to the issues of health for fat people. Last night wasn't 
                        exactly about fat people but they did a take on gastric 
                        bypass surgery. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">So 
                        there's a thin girl who has gone to Mexico to get the 
                        surgery in an effort to please her never satisfied fat 
                        phobic mother. The surgery was botched and her digestive 
                        system was trashed. One doctor asks the another if the 
                        girl is fat and the doctor says - no, she's normal. 
                        Picture my clenched jaw. The perilousness of the surgery 
                        and the stupidity of fat phobia were well drawn but 
                        it wasn't completely satisfying. When thin girls start 
                        get the surgery and having problems the medical industry&nbsp;may 
                        get some negative reaction but when fat people get the 
                        surgery it's understood as being better than being fat. 
                        Makes me wanna scream and yell. And I think it will 
                        happen. I think we will see the surgery being done on 
                        smaller people as a preventative measure. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        what I really want from culture is positive, serious 
                        roles for at actors like we once had with <a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/thepractice/bios/camryn_manheim.html">Camryn</a>. 
                        I like the number of fat women on <a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/thepractice/bios/camryn_manheim.html">Gilmore 
                        Girls</a> and I like <a href="http://www.thewb.com/Faces/CastBio/0,7930,861,00.html">Sooky</a> 
                        a lot but the lead characters are bone thin women who 
                        eat a lot of junk food. What ever. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">TV 
                        blog. Yep. That's what I've become. And, I'd rather 
                        not write if that's all I have to say. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">But 
                        I dunno. The sun keeps coming in and out. Kinda like 
                        me. And I feel more ...uh...here than I have in awhile. 
                        I'm awake. I'm showered and dressed. I've eaten some 
                        eggs. I'm writing a post. I'm going to do some yoga. 
                        Incremental movements toward an uncertain destination. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">When 
                        M &amp; K were here for my graduation there was a doorman 
                        at their hotel. When we asked him how he was in the 
                        morning he always said, &quot; Remarkably life like.&quot; 
                        </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Yep.</span></font></p>
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                                     10 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;12<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:32 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e851"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">One 
                        of my first thoughts, as I was waking up, was - whenever 
                        I read Don DeLillo. I wasn't, as far as I can remember, 
                        dreaming about books. I did read <a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=0743244257&music=&buyable=0&assoc_id=">Cosmopolis</a> 
                        not long ago. I didn't love it. I thought the writing 
                        was good and it was the writing that got me through 
                        the book but I never connected. </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Similarly 
                        I just read <a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=0684833638&music=&buyable=0&assoc_id=">A 
                        Moveable Feast</a>. Party because I'd always intended 
                        to and party because <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/redzenradish/">Kristina</a> 
                        was reading Hemingway for a class. The writing is just 
                        so him. And I like that. But it does wear on me. Another 
                        plate of oysters. Another glass of alcohol. Yeah, yeah. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I'm 
                        not sure why I woke up with such an abstract thought 
                        about a writer I don't particularly like. What would 
                        Freud say? </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        am reading and loving <a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=0374528837&music=&buyable=0&assoc_id=">The 
                        Founding Fish</a>. I don't fish. I'm not that interested 
                        in fishing but McPhee makes me want to be interested. 
                        He always has had that effect on me. He writes that 
                        a male shad is &quot;all show and no roe.&quot; It may 
                        be a colloquialism and not something he came up with 
                        but it makes me want to know more. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        <a href="http://www.zyzzyva.org/fall04.hoque.htm">Abeer</a> 
                        lent me <a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=1559706996&music=&buyable=0&assoc_id=">The 
                        Mind Tree</a>, which I pick up from time to time. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Mostly 
                        I'm trying to catch up on magazines. They tend to pile 
                        up. I've let go of most of my subscriptions. Every so 
                        often I get a mailing from The New Yorker with a really 
                        cheap subscription price. I'm always so tempted. But 
                        I've subscribed before and they really pile up. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        can't finish the sentence about when I read DeLillo. 
                        I've only done it once that I remember, although I'm 
                        always thinking I've read other stuff by him. And, truth 
                        be told, I don't much care about what Freud would say. 
                        But I'm wandering around thinking about why I like what 
                        I like. </span></font></p>
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                                                    <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1051"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     11 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;1<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:43 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e852"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"><a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=0374528837&music=&buyable=0&assoc_id=">The 
                        Founding Fish</a> is mostly about shad fishing but he 
                        talks to lots of fisherman and biologist and such. One 
                        of whom used to raise tropical fish. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Mom 
                        and I lived in her parents house for the first twelve 
                        years of my life. K bought me a fish tank when I was 
                        about eight, or nine. Or ten. I don't really remember. 
                        We got some <a href="http://www.aquariumfish.net/catalog_pages/livebearer_mollies/mollies_lyre_tail.htm">black 
                        Mollies</a> and soon one of them was ... uh ... with 
                        child. So we got a little trap, something like <a href="http://www.marinedepot.com/md_viewItem.asp?idproduct=HG10933">this</a>, 
                        and watched while she popped the wee ones. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">My 
                        grandmother was not happy that I was watching. I'm not 
                        at all sure why. My memories about it are fragmented. 
                        It's funny for a kid to have a message come from you 
                        elders, the ones&nbsp;you love and respect, that you 
                        should know about a thing. Most of the time they encouraged 
                        learning. School, the library, Sunday school. But watching 
                        little baby fish pop out of their mom was not good. 
                        </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        wonder about all those prohibitions and the layers of 
                        learning they established. </span></font></p>
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                                                    <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1052"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     12 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;11<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:22 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e852"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        am always always always amazed when I do yoga after 
                        not having done it for awhile. The first day is hard. 
                        Joints hurt and I can't hold the pose for very long. 
                        The second day is better and by the third day I'm starting 
                        to notice things. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"><a href="http://www.yogajournal.com/poses/492_1.cfm">Tadassana</a>. 
                        So basic. Don't just do something, stand there. But 
                        if you engage the front of your thighs the pressure 
                        on your knees lightens. If you engage your abs the effort 
                        in your thighs isn't as strained. If you drop your butt 
                        the tightness in your back is loosened. It's all so 
                        subtle. Same thing with <a href="http://www.yogajournal.com/poses/496_1.cfm">tree 
                        pose.</a> I'm not able to put my foot on my leg (as 
                        it is in the picture) but the closer my foot is to the 
                        arch the other foot the more I feel the front of my 
                        thigh on the supporting leg and the whole process of 
                        noticing everything else begins. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">When 
                        I was younger and more able I did the pose and wished 
                        I were anywhere else doing something. I couldn't track 
                        the subtleness of any of it. It's one of the gifts of 
                        my age and lessened ability. I'm more awake in my body. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        resent having to pay attention to my body. I always 
                        have. I think that's because my body was problamatized 
                        for me at such a young age and for so much of my life. 
                        If I could get this one message through to people with 
                        fat kids I could rest in peace. Don't make their body 
                        a problem. Support them in having a positive sense of 
                        their bodies. That's not about letting them eat tons 
                        of crap food and not moving. It's about not making it 
                        about how much they weigh. It's about telling them how 
                        beautiful they are. It's about lighting up when they 
                        come in the room, no matter what size they are. And 
                        it's about advocating for them when they are being targeted 
                        and helping them to learn how to advocate for themselves. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        that begins with the way you talk about your own body 
                        and the food you eat and how often you take a walk. 
                        There's nothing wrong with being a sensualist. Eat too 
                        much every once in a while. Saver and relish and delight. 
                        And pay attention. </span></font></p>
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                                     13 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;9<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:42 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e854"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        took a cab to my chiro appointment yesterday. It was 
                        fiscally dubious but my knee was hurting and I'd already 
                        done a lot of walking. Just as the good feelings move 
                        from one part of my body to another when I do yoga the 
                        bad feelings move when one part of my body is not working. 
                        When the knees gets too bad I walk funny and that messes 
                        with my back and then my hip and the bus cost five bucks 
                        more than the bus. It just seemed like the wise thing 
                        to do. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        cab driver was an older African American man. From the 
                        minute I got in the cab he began to tell me how good 
                        I looked. I get this from older African American men 
                        from time to time. There was one Russian cab driver 
                        who spent the whole ride looking over my body in such 
                        a salacious manner and telling me how much he liked 
                        my body that I got close to decking him. The fellow 
                        yesterday wasn't crude. He was charming in a kind of 
                        loopy way. His compliments were all about how strong 
                        and pretty I looked. When I was in India men often told 
                        me I was -&nbsp;&quot;looking very healthy today madam.&quot; 
                        I was as confused by being called madam as I was by 
                        being told I was looking healthy. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">These 
                        moments always remind me that there are men who like 
                        fat women. It's not necessarily comforting because I 
                        suffer the romantic notion that love is the real arbiter 
                        of beauty. Despite much evidence to the contrary. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">After 
                        my adjustment I felt stronger so I took the bus home. 
                        Stopped at <a href="http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/listings/restaurants/venue?vid=181480">Gira 
                        Poli</a> for a chicken. I used to do this a lot because 
                        I walked past it on my way home from work. I can make 
                        three meals out of one chicken. They give you chard 
                        and potatoes with peas. I had a plate last night. Today 
                        I'll pull all the meat off the bone and have a salad 
                        with some chicken and tomorrow I'll finish the greens 
                        and potatoes with the remaining chicken in a kind of 
                        stew. So good. </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It 
                        was a nice day. </span></font></p>
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                        <p style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1055"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     15 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;12<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:58 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e855"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span class="rss:item"><a id="e855"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">CSPAN 
                        gifted me a <a href="http://www.booktv.org/Feature/index.asp?segID=5713&schedID=358">good 
                        start</a> to my Saturday. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I've 
                        been reading <a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=0066214416&music=&buyable=0&assoc_id=">The 
                        Schopenhauer Cure</a>, which I got because I so loved 
                        <a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=0060748125&music=&buyable=0&assoc_id=">When 
                        Nietzsche Wept.</a> But it was 1992 when I read it and 
                        I wondered if I would like another book by <a href="http://www.yalom.com/">Yalom.</a> 
                        Lots has changed in all those years. In some ways getting 
                        an MFA made me a cranky reader. Hard to explain. There 
                        is a part of me that is always thinking about the writing 
                        and not just reading. Which is, frankly,&nbsp;a bit 
                        of a drag. But I am enjoying the book. I'm enjoying 
                        it so much that I carry it from room to room and gave 
                        up on sleeping six times last night because I wanted 
                        to read.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        two central characters in the book are the narrator, 
                        a psychotherapist who has just learned he has a fatal 
                        form of cancer and one of his former patients, a man 
                        who is dedicated to a life of the mind to the exclusion 
                        of any personal involvements and with a deep affection 
                        for Schopenhauer. Braided into the book is a kind of 
                        psychological &nbsp;biography of Schopenhauer. The book 
                        is a conversation about attachment and detachment. Does 
                        a life that seeks to focus on the inner world and release 
                        attachment to the outer world lack passion and involvement? 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        identify with both characters. There is a part of me 
                        that wants to be buried in books and never leave my 
                        apartment. But I value my relationships and the experience 
                        of the body. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It 
                        is not a political book although there is a nod to Marx 
                        at one point. In the descriptions of the group therapy 
                        sessions there is an awareness of sexism, looksism and 
                        class. All my favorite things in one easy read. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        what do I mean by easy read? &nbsp;It sounds so diminutive. 
                        The book is narrative, uses description mostly&nbsp;when 
                        it's germane to the plot; the language is somewhat elevated 
                        but not off putting and is actually part of the reflection&nbsp;on 
                        class. It's smooth. Engaging. It's a page turner. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">When 
                        I was reading <a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=0739322060&music=&buyable=0&assoc_id=">Lolita</a> 
                        there were times when the language, the writing, would 
                        stop me. Something would be so beautifully said that 
                        I would just have to stop and take it in. It was a difficult 
                        read both in content and form. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        keep thinking about it all. I wish I could articulate 
                        it more clearly. I hate the divisions that happen in 
                        the world of books. It's not as simple as good and bad. 
                        I hate the phrase &quot;beach read&quot; but I use it 
                        from time to time. Clearly some writing feels masterful 
                        and some doesn't. But it may still be enjoyable. I think 
                        the The Schopenhauer Cure is masterful, in a way. It's 
                        competent. It is definitely compelling if you like big 
                        brain existentialism in small bites. And I do. </span></font></p>
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                                     16 
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                                                &nbsp;10<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:16 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e856"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Interesting 
                        discussion <a href="http://www.bigfatblog.com/archives/001576.php">going 
                        on at BFB</a> about <a href="http://www.nypost.com/news/regionalnews/43938.htm">this 
                        gentleman</a> and his attempt <a href="http://www.wnbc.com/politics/4481279/detail.html">to 
                        make a law</a> that requires hospitals in NYC to be 
                        able to accommodate fat people. Even as I type this 
                        I begin to have problems with the language. Who do I 
                        mean when I say fat people? Many people who see themselves 
                        as fat and are said to be fat via the ever shifting 
                        BMI wouldn't need the special equipment. But when the 
                        issue is talked about, especially in terms of the cost, 
                        all fat people will be part of the rhetoric.&nbsp;The man&nbsp;weighs 
                        420 pounds. He is now trying to lose enough weight to 
                        qualify for gastric bypass surgery.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        just can't stand it. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">There's 
                        more than one moving part to the story. The man had 
                        a stroke and had to lay on the floor of an ambulance 
                        because the stretcher couldn't support his weight. At 
                        the hospital he was told to relive himself in his bed because 
                        the bed pan couldn't support his weight. He is asking 
                        for the medical equipment. And he trying to lose weight. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        problem I have when I read about anyone eating fast 
                        food and drinking soda all day is that I'm glad to hear 
                        that they are making a change. However, going from 10,000 
                        calories a day to 2,000 is really not good for anyone. 
                        Maybe start with 5000 and then maybe 3000. I don't object to him trying eat better and I don't 
                        object to him wanting to be less fat. It's his life. 
                        My sense is that 
                        small changes in his eating would cause some weight 
                        loss. And some exercise might be good. The problem I have 
                        is that he was humiliated and terrorised. Having just 
                        been to a health care facility and been treated with 
                        grace and dignity I know it doesn't need to be that 
                        way. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">There's 
                        always this way in which the concerns of fat people 
                        are only taken seriously when they are trying to lose 
                        weight. Whether or not he loses weight he ought to be 
                        able to get adequate health care. I 
                        wish I could remember where I read about an inflatable 
                        stretcher for fat people. I remember the picture in 
                        my head of the person laying on what looked like an 
                        air mattress and the attendant raising it by filling 
                        it with air. There are ways to take care of people. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Should 
                        a health care provider be required to have a whole set 
                        of things for patients with special needs even if they 
                        never have a patient of size? When restaurants were 
                        required to have ramps and accessible bathrooms it made 
                        sense whether or not they ever had a client with the 
                        need. I guess if I were a health care practitioner I'd 
                        want to be able to care for people in the best way. 
                        Health care cost? It's a problem. But way before the 
                        cost of a bed pan or a blood pressure cuff that fits 
                        is the hassles of getting payments from insurance companies 
                        and the greed the pharmaceutical companies.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        just want the conversations to be had at different times. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">1) 
                        Fat people should have dignified health care. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">2) 
                        Fast food is bad because it's part of the multinational 
                        corporate culture with terrible labor practices and 
                        the actual food value is trace. But if you want to eat 
                        it, eating&nbsp;less of it might be a good idea. Same 
                        thing soda. Soda is good. But not good for any one of 
                        any size when it's consumed all day. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">There's 
                        a third conversation. Are Americans fatter? Or do we 
                        just hear about how Americans are fatter so often that 
                        we have come to believe it? I don't know. I think it 
                        may be true that we are fatter in general. And it may 
                        be because we move less and eat crap in super size portions. 
                        But that's a generalization that has created a need 
                        for fat people to become politized about their bodies. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I'm 
                        listening to the wonderful <a href="http://www.democracynow.org/article.pl?sid=05/05/16/1329245">Bill 
                        Moyers</a> speech on <a href="http://www.democracynow.org/">DN</a> 
                        as I write. It's the second time I've heard it. I love 
                        him. He is dear. And right in the middle of his speech 
                        he drops this. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <table align="center" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;" border="0" width="317">
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">Hear me: an unconscious people, an indoctrinated people, a people fed
only partisan information and opinion that confirm their own bias, a
people made morbidly obese in mind and spirit by the junk food of
propaganda is less inclined to put up a fight, ask questions and be
skeptical. And just as a democracy can die of too many lies, that kind
of orthodoxy can kill us, too.
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                        </table>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        take his point. And I wonder why he needs to make it 
                        in those terms. I am morbidly obese by medical definitions. 
                        And I am inclined to put up a fight. I just wish I didn't 
                        feel like I had to fight Moyers. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Americans 
                        may be doped up on bad food and un-real media but many 
                        Americans are exhausted. Living in fear of collapse. 
                        They eat fast food because it's cheap and easy. And 
                        <a href="http://www.pbs.org/now/politics/familyincome.html">Moyers 
                        knows that</a>. American of all sizes have trouble getting 
                        good medical care and health insurance. It's not that 
                        American doctors don't know how to give care. It's about 
                        the cost of care. And the chaos of the insurance industry. 
                        And Moyers <a href="http://www.pbs.org/now/transcript/transcript_rovner.html">know 
                        that</a>. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Morbidly 
                        obese and less inclined to put up a fight? </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">One 
                        fat man is putting up a fight to demand&nbsp;dignified 
                        health care for people of size and he wants you to know 
                        that he is also trying to lose weight. What he eats 
                        should be his own business but it is now part of a conversation 
                        in which it has no purpose. When the morbidly obese 
                        Americans begin to put up a fight for their own concerns 
                        the system will be put into spins. And maybe we'll even 
                        get some representation in the alternative media. </span></font></p>
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                        <blockquote>
                                <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">If 
                            we really want to communicate, we have to give up 
                            knowing what to do. When we come in with our own 
                            agendas, they only block us from seeing the person 
                            in front of us. &nbsp;- <a href="http://www.thesunmagazine.org/january2005.html">Pema 
                            Chodron</a></span></font></p>
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                        <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1057"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     18 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;8<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:52 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e857"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Last 
                        night I was reading and the word parental was in a sentence 
                        but&nbsp;I read preternatural. This happens a lot when 
                        I read. I don't know if I have dyslexia or if I just 
                        lose concentration but I lay words on top of words. 
                        I spend a lot of time rereading. Preternatural didn't 
                        make sense in the sentence but there was something funny 
                        about it. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Earlier 
                        I had gone to a new cafe a few blocks away where I heard 
                        they were serving my <a href="http://www.graffeo.com/pages/source/sf.htm">favorite 
                        coffee.</a> I keep a small amount of whole bean at home 
                        because I only drink coffee once or twice a week and 
                        I needed to get more. I figured I'd check out the new 
                        cafe and then&nbsp;buy more beans. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        cafe is in a spot where there used to be a donut shop. 
                        Graduates of the <a href="http://www.baychef.com/">CCA 
                        </a>&nbsp;took it over and now sell their own fresh 
                        baked goods and some sandwiches and my <a href="http://www.mitchellsicecream.com/">favorite 
                        ice cream.</a> I wanted to get some muffins to bring 
                        home. When I ordered I asked for three blueberry muffins 
                        (because they were three for something) two cranberry 
                        scones and an almond croissant, which I said I wanted 
                        to eat there with my coffee. There was this moment of 
                        confusion between me and the young woman as she handed 
                        me a plate with everything on it. I only intended to 
                        eat the croissant there. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        was thinking it was odd that she would imagine I wanted 
                        to eat that many things at once and imaged that it might 
                        be because I'm fat so there was this awkward quality 
                        to our exchange. Not a big deal. &nbsp;Just a little 
                        off.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        was enjoying my coffee and my pastry and a pretty great 
                        article in an old issue of the <a href="http://www.thesunmagazine.org/september2004.html">Sun</a> 
                        in which there was an interview with <a href="http://www.resurgence.org/resurgence/issues/hinkley213.htm">Robert 
                        Hinkley</a> (you can get a PDF of the Sun interview&nbsp;and 
                        it is interesting) when two guys came in. I didn't look 
                        up but I was sitting right by the case so I heard one 
                        talking about how good the eclairs looked. He ordered 
                        two and a lemon twist and an apple juice. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        then I did look up because it seemed like such a lot 
                        of sugar to consume in one sitting. He was on the thin 
                        side of average and he wolfed it all down with gusto. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">If 
                        he and I walked out of the shop at the same time and 
                        you told the next twenty people who passed by that one 
                        of us had&nbsp;a croissant and a double cap and the 
                        other had two eclairs, a twist and an apple juice and 
                        you asked them to guess who ate what, I suspect that 
                        people would guess it was me who ate the latter. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">But 
                        I dunno. I was projecting stuff on the woman who gave 
                        me the plate full of pastry and the guy for that matter. 
                        I am still thinking that was too much sugar to eat in 
                        one sitting. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        walked home past the <a href="http://www.thd.org/issuesandprojects/poolandplayground.html">new 
                        pool,</a> which will open this weekend and will have 
                        steps. I live in such a nice neighborhood. </span></font></p>
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                        <p style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1058"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     19 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;8<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:26 
                                                    PM</font></font></span></p>
                        <p style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e858"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        was worried about going to hear <a href="http://www.ashladle.org/">Maria</a> 
                        <a href="http://www.sixteenrivers.org/readings.php">read</a> 
                        because book stores are dangerous places for me. I want 
                        to spend money in them. I got to the store early and 
                        walked around. It's not that there was nothing that 
                        I might have purchased if I had lots of money but there 
                        wasn't anything that jumped off the shelf at me. I kinda 
                        hate when that happens. It worries me. Is it me? Is 
                        it the books? There are <a href="http://www.bookstore.com/">two</a> 
                        <a href="http://www.mtbs.com/">book</a> stores that 
                        I can't get past the first table without spending money. 
                        But not this one.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Well. 
                        There was one <a href="http://www.sixteenrivers.org/mapmaker.php">book</a> 
                        I knew I wanted. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        then I found <a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=3471&isbn=1558614893&music=&buyable=0&assoc_id=">this</a>. 
                        I was so excited. Of course it can be read <a href="http://riverbendblog.blogspot.com/">here</a>. 
                        I am sometimes jealous when people parlay their blog 
                        into a book deal but not this time. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        then Maria came and the reading of the <a href="http://www.sixteenrivers.org/benet.php#poems">poems</a> 
                        began. There is a tone that poets have when they read. 
                        Words hang in the air like questions. But not Maria. 
                        Her tone is direct. Her poems are full of the lucid 
                        observations that make reading her blog such a pleasure. 
                        And she reads them with a naturalness that lacks pretension. 
                        They are personal poems. Which may seem like an odd 
                        thing to say. Aren't all poems personal to the poet? 
                        I guess. But I too often feel held at arms length. Maria's 
                        poems are bodied and heart full. It was just wonderful. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        thought about bloggers who I know read Maria. I'm shy 
                        about meetups. I'm barely OK with one on one. But last 
                        night I wanted to look around and see other bloggers. 
                        I felt proprietary. I wanted to turn to someone and 
                        say, &quot;Look. There's our Maria.&quot; </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
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                                                    <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1059"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     20 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;1<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:24 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e859"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Amp 
                        wrote <a href="http://www.amptoons.com/blog/archives/2005/05/19/cathy-youngs-reasoning-is-insert-generic-fat-referencepun-here/">a 
                        particularly brilliant post yesterday</a>. So brilliant 
                        that he doesn't seem to be getting much resistance in 
                        comments. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It 
                        bugs me that I feel like I need to memorize studies. 
                        It bugs me that I feel defensive about heath issues. 
                        There's something so off about the way we talk about 
                        health. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        don't think health should be framed as a civic or spiritual 
                        responsibility. Because we don't completely understand 
                        our bodies. And we live in systems. So you can do all 
                        the &quot;right&quot; things and still have health problems. 
                        Which doesn't mean you shouldn't be educated about your 
                        body and make life affirming choices. But sometimes 
                        the most life affirming thing seems counterintuitive 
                        in terms of what we think about health. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">We 
                        have to frame the conversation about our own health. 
                        Especially fat people. It never bothers me when someone 
                        talks about the value of exercise or eating in a heathy 
                        manner. Although eating in a healthy manner is complicated. 
                        Sometimes eating for pleasure is healthy and life affirming. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        we're going to make mistakes.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        am bothered by the way being fat becomes the reason 
                        for everything from gum disease to cancer. I'm never 
                        going to get good medical care if the medical establishment 
                        sees my weight as the first and most important thing. 
                        My weight may be part of a specific problem or it may 
                        aggravate a specific problem but many things I might 
                        do to lose weight would&nbsp;be worse for me than the 
                        problem. Sudden rapid weight gain (or loss) may be a 
                        sign of something going wrong. We can talk about weight. 
                        And some of us are just fat. Not unhealthy.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">So 
                        do I have the right to make health care a civic issue 
                        if I don't want it to be a personal responsibility? 
                        I think I do. Because we do need health care professionals 
                        and institutions and they need to be regulated. Someone,&nbsp;somewhere 
                        might make the argument that people will purposely make 
                        bad health choices and then cost everyone else money. 
                        And I guess that happens. But what's the alternative? 
                        There was thing on the news a week or so ago about doc 
                        who will come to your house but won't take insurance. 
                        You need to have the cash in hand to get that kind of 
                        care. There's something disturbing about that. Even 
                        the docs said there were ethical issues. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        politic of being fat get tripped up in the conversation. 
                        And that really bugs me. </span></font></p>
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                                     23 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;8<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:16 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e860"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        watched <a href="http://www.mgm.com/ua/hotelrwanda/main.html">Hotel 
                        Rwanda</a> the other day. It's a wonderful movie about 
                        a horrible situation. Perhaps more horrible because 
                        it's not about something that happened. It's about something 
                        that <a href="http://www.truthout.org/docs_2005/051805K.shtml">is 
                        happening</a>. It made me think about <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0112495/">Beyond 
                        Rangoon.</a> Another movie about a horror <a href="http://www.dassk.org/index.php">that 
                        is still going on.</a> </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I'm 
                        not sure what I wish were being done. Sanctions don't 
                        seem to work. Do I want no war but the wars I choose? 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">In 
                        every military there are ideologues and brutes but mostly 
                        there are young people who need a job, or in some cases 
                        are forced by threats of harm to their families. When 
                        you see the pictures, or read the details, or see movies 
                        that dramatize the events you just want to make it stop. 
                        But how? </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        movies are about individual people. Which is where it 
                        all returns. The horrors are too big. The stories of 
                        individual courage are more comforting. And yet I sometimes 
                        think they are distracting. They keep us from seeing 
                        things in terms of the systems that cause the horrors. 
                        Perhaps. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I've 
                        been walking around with this post in my head. I keep 
                        trying to find a way to end it. Some kind of summation, 
                        or solution, or realization. I got nuthin. Just the 
                        complexity of what it is to be human and the tension 
                        of wanting peace and justice. </span></font></p>
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                        <p style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1061"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     24 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;10<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:50 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e861"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span class="rss:item"><a id="e861"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Renee 
                        and I were sitting here talking once and we heard the 
                        child who lives next door. Renee said, &quot;That kid 
                        has always been that age.&quot; And it does seem like 
                        there has been a small child living there forever. I 
                        wrote once about hearing them sing You Are My Sunshine 
                        at the top of their lungs. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        had to do something in a part of SF where I don't often 
                        go. A central cityish part. A bit hard to access by 
                        bus but doable. There was a man standing on a corner, 
                        dressed in a red suit singing You Send Me over and over. 
                        I was at a distance so I could only hear, &quot;Darlin 
                        you...&quot;. over and over.&nbsp;Singing in a canyon 
                        of tall buildings filled with products. Sing real good. 
                        And for free. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">When 
                        I got home I was a little worn out. I thought I might 
                        take a bit of a nap. The kid who is always that age 
                        was screaming at the top of their lungs. Screaming in 
                        such a way that made my throat hurt. And then they started 
                        screaming wah wah wah. But. Really. It was Wah. (pause) 
                        Wah. (pause) Wah. (pause). </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        suppose it could have been annoying but it was just 
                        too deliberate. It made me smile. </span></font></p>
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                                     26 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;9<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:20 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e862"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        needed to leave the apartment early yesterday. I was awake 
                        in time to write a post and had something I was planning 
                        to say but my thoughts weren't organizing quickly. If 
                        you read me regularly you might wonder how I know when 
                        my thoughts are organized. My thoughts seem to jump 
                        around. I'm always bringing apples and oranges into a post. 
                        Not so much to compare them but to point out that they 
                        are both fruit and do have something to do with one 
                        another. </span></font></p>
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Anyway. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">So 
                        I didn't feel like I could rev up to write but I had 
                        some time so I read blogs. My morning used to be about 
                        reading blogs and writing my post. I could do both and 
                        eat breakfast and listen to the radio and respond to 
                        e-mail all before 10:00. And then my blog roll got longer and longer. 
                        There's no way to get through it in one sitting, although 
                        I have devoted large chunks of time to trying. I became 
                        over whelmed. Or something like overwhelmed. But I can't 
                        seem to bring myself to take anyone off my blog roll. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">About 
                        the same time I began to have trouble writing. In general. 
                        &nbsp;</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Too 
                        overwhelmed to read. Too loopy to write. What's a blogger 
                        grrl to do? Everyone who keeps a blog for any length 
                        of time goes through this. Most people have the sense 
                        to stop writing when they aren't feelin it. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"><a href="http://yblogza.com/blog.html">Mike</a> 
                        disappears for months. <a href="http://lovesinsects.blogspot.com/">Artichoke 
                        Heart</a> has been gone for SO long. Laurie went away 
                        for a very long time, came back to post and tell us 
                        that she is pregnant. Wonderful news! By the time I 
                        saw the post and left a comment she had hundreds of 
                        spam comments. Her site is gone now and I have an ache 
                        in my heart. <a href="http://www.randomwalks.com/drublood/">Dru</a> 
                        was gone, came back with a great new design on which 
                        there is a blog roll of people from a progressive alliance, 
                        which I guess I will need to join. I've tried to leave 
                        her comments since the new design but they never go 
                        through. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        was ... oh ...I dunno...bemused to read Lorraine's account 
                        of having been <a href="http://www.hoardedordinaries.com/archives/000394.html">trashed 
                        by a troll </a>and then <a href="http://www.hoardedordinaries.com/archives/000519.html">praised 
                        by complimenter</a>. So people are setting up blogs 
                        for the sole purpose of doling out judgements of other 
                        people's blogs? Um. OK. What ever. Seems a bit tedious. 
                        I've been trashed in my comments for the obviously terrible 
                        person that I am and praised for the obviously wonderful 
                        person that I am . I've never been a blog of the day. 
                        Should I worry? </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">There's 
                        no doubt a lot to write about when it comes to blogging. 
                        The blog relationship is interesting. As fraught and 
                        fragile as any other relationship. I don't keep up as 
                        well as I should. And there are all these issues. What 
                        to do about comment spam? How to deal with slings and 
                        arrows? How to deal with hearts and flowers? </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"><br>For 
                        me it always comes back to trying to write to where 
                        the blood is flowing. And when the blood is standing 
                        still, write bloodless. Just write. And read. And be 
                        amazed by it all. </span></font></p>
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                                     27 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;10<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:56 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e863"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">On 
                        Monday I walked past <a href="http://www.thd.org/issuesandprojects/poolandplayground.html">the 
                        pool</a> to see what the hours were going to be. The 
                        sign was confusing and the hours seemed limited. But 
                        on Tuesday I walked up at 5:30 expecting it to be open 
                        and it was not. Picture me pouting. It was going to 
                        open on Wednesday but I couldn't go on Wednesday. Yesterday, 
                        finally, it was open and I went swimming. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">The 
                        hours are very limited and built around classes. I think 
                        it's open at 5:15. That's not a great time of day for 
                        me. I'm usually pretty spaced. It's hard for me to motivated. 
                        I've been hoping I could swim in the morning. I dunno, 
                        it might be cool to go in the evening. Swimming is spacey 
                        and also rejuvenating. I was so happy to be in the water. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">In 
                        the new <a href="http://thesims2.ea.com/">Sims</a> there 
                        are five stages of life, the last one being elder. The 
                        elder stage is the only one that has a number. It begins 
                        in early fifties. When I first noticed that I was perturbed. 
                        I don't think of myself as an elder. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        then yesterday I noticed <a href="http://www.seniormag.com/links/boomer-blogs.htm">someone 
                        linking to my site</a>. I haven't felt this way since 
                        I got my invitation to join <a href="http://www.aarp.org/">AARP.</a> 
                        I don't mind the gray hair. The body seems to demand 
                        more attention and that's a bit of a drag. It's not 
                        the fact that I'm older that bugs me. I just feel like 
                        if I'm an elder I should be wiser. Ya know? </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">In 
                        the pool I was about eight. Free from gravity. Unable 
                        to stay still. Just giddy. </span></font></p>
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                                                    <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1064"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     29 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;10<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:09 
                                                    AM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e864"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></a></span></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">In 
                        most of the classes I took with <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/David.html">David</a> 
                        there was a class I came to call the - What they did 
                        with the shit day. These were poetry classes but&nbsp;David 
                        thought it was important to know the mechanics of life 
                        during the time the poems were being written. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        remember one class in which he gave us a thing to read 
                        about population growth in cities at the turn of the 
                        century. It stayed with me. Not the numbers. Numbers 
                        never stay with me. The idea of how the numbers were 
                        expanding in thousands. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Last 
                        night I was reading an old Harpers in which there was 
                        <a href="http://www.newleftreview.net/NLR26001.shtml">an 
                        article by Mike Davis</a>.</span></font></p>
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                                    <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">Sometime in the next year, a woman will give birth in the Lagos slum of
Ajegunle, a young man will flee his village in west Java for the bright
lights of Jakarta, or a farmer will move his impoverished family into
one of Lima�s innumerable </span></font><i><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">pueblos jovenes.</span></font></i><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:9pt;">
The exact event is unimportant and it will pass entirely unnoticed.
Nonetheless it will constitute a watershed in human history. For the
first time the urban population of the earth will outnumber the rural.
Indeed, given the imprecisions of Third World censuses, this epochal
transition may already have occurred
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                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">It 
                        goes on with some pretty startling numbers and details, 
                        which include what they do with the shit. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        may sound flip. I was being flip when I would make the 
                        joke in class. And David would give me a look and tell 
                        me that it was important. And we would smile at each 
                        other. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Reading 
                        the article I didn't feel flip. I felt overwhelmed. 
                        When I try to understand the conflicts that go on and 
                        genocide I know that it isn't always about ideology. 
                        It's about access. And daily life. And fear. And boredom. 
                        And unrelenting need. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        then ... poetry. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
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                                                    <p><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1064"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     29 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;2<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:33 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e864"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</a></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Heh.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Heh 
                        heh. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Hehheheheheh.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Since 
                        my last redesign I haven't been doing more than post 
                        per page. It's pretty rare that I want to make a second 
                        post in a day. I'm not even sure why I'm doing this 
                        one. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Except. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Well.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Never 
                        mind.</span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Heh. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        could mention that <a href="http://www.allaboutgeorge.com/2005/05/28/02.36.04/">George 
                        passed the music baton to me</a> (although I'm not sure 
                        whose last name that is) and I'd <a href="http://www.fatshadow.com/January2005.htm#e965">already 
                        done it.</a> (and passed it to him way back then&nbsp;). 
                        Sadly I'm almost never listening to music. I'm a fool 
                        for all those <a href="http://www.pbs.org/tvschedules/index.html?display_date=2005-05-29&display_format=fullday&display_feed=917&feeds=917,12593,12595,12722,12594,9878,12427&station=KQED&zipcode=94133&transport=&provider=">Sunday 
                        afternoon political talk shows</a> and <a href="http://www.booktv.org/">CSPAN</a>. 
                        <a href="http://blueridgeblog.blogs.com/blue_ridge_blog/2005/05/i_use_to_think_.html">Marie 
                        did the music meme</a>. She's cool like that. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">And 
                        other stuff is going on in my loopy little brain. I 
                        thought I'd write about it. But then I started. And. 
                        I just couldn't do it. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Heh. 
                        </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I'm 
                        going to drink some coffee. </span></font></p>
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                        <p style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><span class="rss:item"><a id="e1065"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">May
                                     30 
                                                </font></a><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">2005 
                                                &nbsp;1<font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">:36 
                                                    PM</font></font></span><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;"> </span></font><span class="rss:item"><a id="e865"><font face="Lucida Sans" size="1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</a></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Weekends 
                        like this are always rhetorically difficult for me. 
                        Our local news has been fairly balanced between what&nbsp;pro 
                        war people are doing and what anti war people are doing. 
                        It's really a day that should move past that debate 
                        and simply hold the awareness that war is and that men 
                        and women are lost to it. Families today are having 
                        barbecues with fewer members. Sons and daughters and 
                        husbands and wives and aunts and uncles. One or more 
                        of them are missing. And I want to hold that awareness. 
                        With some reverence. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">Other 
                        people are dying this weekend. <a href="http://cbs5.com/topstories/local_story_150132033.html">DUI 
                        deaths are up this year.</a> There's something about 
                        that. It always hits me. We get time off and we indulge. 
                        Nothing wrong with that. It's when we get in the cars. 
                        We're always in our cars. There's so much about the 
                        way we live that I wish were different. And so much 
                        of how we die that seems to ... sigh.... I don't know. 
                        It all seems to work together. Or not work. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">I 
                        feel apart. Separate. And also with it all. Hard to 
                        explain. </span></font></p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;">&nbsp;</p>
                        <p align="justify" style="line-height:100%; margin-top:0; margin-bottom:0;"><font face="Lucida Sans"><span style="font-size:11pt;">There 
                        was one father on the news. Talking about his son. Talking 
                        about how his son&nbsp;died so that we could have our 
                        barbecues. It's faulty logic. But it was clearly heartfelt. 
                        And so my heart wants to meet in the place where the 
                        son is gone and father is mourning. I want to sit there 
                        and feel the loss with him. All rhetoric aside. </span></font></p>
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