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November 14th, 2009
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November 13th, 2009
artemiswinter
 | 12:09 pm - Writer's Block: Super-human
I've actually given this question a lot of thought. Thinking about such issues is probably a by-product of being into supernatural fiction, fantasy, sci-fi, etc. I've narrowed it down to a top 3 super-powers that I'd be really happy to have (in theory - you know these powers all have side-effects, etc., that no one ever talks about):
1 - Teleportation. I love to travel. If I could travel without the cost and hassle of flying/driving/taking the train, that would be fabulous. If I could leave my apartment to get places about a minute before I'm supposed to be there instead of calculating how long it will take, that would be great. BUT - I would still choose the journey sometimes...one does discover things on the way.
2 - Time stoppage. If I could just stop time when my alarm goes off, then grab another hour or 2 of sleep, that would rock. Same when I'm coming up on a deadline and just need more time. But I bet it would be creepy to have the whole world stopped around you...
3 - Buffy-esque strength. I'd love the ability to take on all comers, and the feeling of not having to walk down the street scared of what might happen. The accompanying responsibility to fight crime would be something I think I could take.
Have a nice weekend, all... Current Location: home Current Mood: calm
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November 12th, 2009
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November 11th, 2009
artemiswinter
 | 10:32 pm - Thank you As ever on this Veterans Day, to all those who serve and who have served, especially (for me) my family and friends, thank you. Current Location: home
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November 10th, 2009
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November 8th, 2009
artemiswinter
 | 12:04 pm - Thanks for nothing The passage of the Stupak Amendment has soured any positive feelings I might have had about the passage of the health care reform bill in the House of Representatives. See my Twitter page for more reaction.
For those who don't understand why I'm furious and downright sick about this, check out the full text of the amendment. Here's what jumps out at me:
No funds authorized or appropriated by this Act (or an amendment made by this Act) may be used to pay for any abortion or to cover any part of the costs of any health plan that includes coverage of abortion
Can you see how broad that is? As Planned Parenthood states: "The Stupak/Pitts amendment would result in a new restriction on women’s access to abortion coverage in the private health insurance market, undermining the ability of women to purchase private health plans that cover abortion care, even if they pay for most of the premium with their own money."
Make no mistake: House Dems (65 of them) that voted for this amendment have voted to throw women, especially poor women, under the bus in order to be able to say they passed health care reform.
This is it. When I re-register to as a Michigan voter, I will be registering as Independent. If the Democratic Party refuses to fight for me, then I refuse to fight for it. Current Location: home Current Mood: disgusted
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November 7th, 2009
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November 6th, 2009
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November 5th, 2009
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November 4th, 2009
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November 3rd, 2009
artemiswinter
 | 09:47 pm - R.I.P. Stuart Duga This seems to happen with more and more frequency as I get older. I find out that someone to whom I used to be somewhat close, someone with whom I've lost touch, has passed on. And I feel this sort of gentle, yet building, wave of regret that I didn't find a way to stay close, or get back in touch.
So...Stuart. You were a friend in the giddy old days, when we would stay out all night at clubs and house parties, doing lots of substances represented by initials that were so bad for us but felt damned good at the time. You were someone I had a good time with for so many nights back in the mid/late 90s. You were someone I knew I could trust and feel safe with in terms of letting go of control and inhibitions back then, which was a sometimes-rare thing. You were the guy it was so easy to get silly with, and who just appreciated people, all people. I remember one night when we were hanging with our usual affection, and we talked about you being gay and my being straight, and you smiled and shrugged and said, "I just like cute people." A simple little statement, but one that said something about your openness and disposition. I remember running into you years later in Chicago, and us being happy to see each other, but distant. Time had passed, and the days weren't so giddy anymore, and that reckless abandon with which we'd lived life before was replaced, as it should have been, by cautious sensibility. I thought at the time that maybe we'd never had much in common beyond partying. I wonder now if we would have found common ground beyond partying if we'd tried. I don't know. Now we'll never know.
Goodbye, Stuart. I wish I'd had the chance to know you again before you left. You were a bright light when I knew you. I hope you're in a better place now. Current Location: home Current Mood: sad
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