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Also, I’m sure most of you have seen this by now, but I put it here as a place keeper.
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Category Archives: the Resistance
Protest
Time out from writing today to make a quick trip into Boston to protest the inhumane treatment of families at the border and elsewhere.
My sign wasn’t quite in keeping with the crowd’s.
One of these protests, I’ll get it right.
Many passionate pleas, including this young man who kept asking if our governor, Charlie Baker, could hear us.
And this young woman told a harrowing piece of personal history — about how her grandmother saved more than 100 Jews and also shot a Dutch collaborator in her living room.
Morning List and Queries
Waking to sounds of wind and rain was an accidental blessing this morning.
Leaving i-devices downstairs at night should be a regular thing. I mean, if sanity matters.
It’s nice to breathe through two nostrils.
Whoever said, “You have a nervous system for every child” was wise.
I like that better than, “You’re only as happy as your unhappiest child.”
Thumb typing sucks.
Time was they’d say, “We’re in for some rain and gusts of wind”.
What’s John Bolton’s deal?
I’m sure I don’t want to know.
After hearing a talk about the relative virtues of handwriting and five-finger keyboard typing last week*, what I’m wondering is: are there any virtues of thumb typing with ducking autocorrect?
Millennials don’t answer their phones. Or mine don’t.
Finishing things makes a place to rest and
anything can become a house.
Unfinished things create points of tension.
Which do you prefer — possibilities or closure?
Sometimes I snarl. Example: “you must have a macro for ‘I’ll do it tomorrow'”.
This ‘bomb cyclone’ is just wind and rain. 
Hunger is a reliable thing. So are some friends.
You can often predict who among your friends will be afraid of dogs, but the ones that love them might surprise you.
It’s not a race. Life.
The questions (and subject of tomorrow’s post) are: how do your manage your news intake and what sources do you rely on?
* Michelle (MsUncertaintyPrinciples — side bar) posted a talk about writing vs. typing last week on FB. It’s by Clive Thompson and it’s on YouTube if this link doesn’t work.
Imagine peace
Imagine peace. Such a refrain! A sewn pin from Liz in Texas renders the reminder tactile and lovely.
With the pin, came a stitched date: June 17, 2015. This, as you know, was the day of the tragic shooting at the Charleston Emanuel AME Church and Liz was one of the contributors to the “Hearts for Charleston” quilt (see side bar). The pin and date-cloth seem very at home in a sweet grass basket made in Charleston, don’t you think? There they are on a pile of shells gathered south of the city along with a wasp’s nest (also found somewhere in SC).
Look at Liz’s capable hand! Seeing her tiny, regular stitches reminded me of the pleasure of collaborating on our quilt for grieving Charlestonians last year. Making hope tactile while affirming friendships all over the globe is a powerful thing. Thank you, Liz, thank you and thank you – both for the gift itself and for setting a moving example.
My mad play with pix of villains, on the other hand, is likely pointless. But, look at that face — even if the stakes were low, would YOU trust him? With an image like that, you don’t need to evaluate his lame, contradictory explanations of recent blundering and partisan actions to conclude that the House Intel Committee’s work is done. Toast. 
I went to the Mother Emanuel Church while in Charleston recently. It was drenched in sun and very still, in spite of a fair amount of traffic out front. I felt a sense of sadness being there and also care — I did not want to intrude. Sometimes even taking pictures can feel transgressive. Fortunately, no one came or went while I took the photos below.
I found all the shells on Folly Beach as the sun came up. K and I thought we’d have the place to ourselves, but lots of people were there — a military jogger and his handsome German shepherd posing for pictures; a rashy-faced photo enthusiast talking up his Facebook page; other tourists; a guy with a metal detector who reminded us of those funny nerds on “The Detectorists”. The pier’s criss-crossing supports looked like a row of herringbone stitch connecting the ocean to the sky.
Naturally Finn joined me as I took a selfie on the sunny staircase yesterday — he always knows where the action is! He kept looking up as if peace was just there, slightly beyond my reach or capacity to see.
Protest sustenance
Seven encouraging minutes by Dr. Glenda Russell that are worthwhile and, believe it or not, funny.
Highlights:
“Don’t cultivate anger, direct it.”
“I cannot help but feel some measure of anger. I must deal with that anger.
I don’t want to wrestle it to the ground. I want to harness it.” Charles M. Blow
“The arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends toward justice.” MLK, Jr.
Don’t give your power to those who would do you harm. Focus on your allies.
Sleep enough, eat well, and limit your exposure to depressive media.
Because so many groups are being attacked simultaneously, “the potential for mass mobilization and coalition building is greater than it’s ever been in my lifetime.”
Frederick Douglass: ‘The end of the Republic begins when the heroism of the struggle for equality yields to the cowardice of resentment.’
Jill Lepore: “What could possibly be more important, more meaningful, or more fun, than making this election the basis for renewing the struggle for justice, equity, and peace.”