Showing posts with label Political. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Political. Show all posts

25 November 2008

Lest we forget....

Although I, along with the majority of the world, am excited that Barack Obama is our President-elect, we CANNOT forget that Bush still has his time within the White House.  Unfortunately he appears to be hell-bent on giving the American People a few last "screw you"s on his way out.







I truly wonder if President Bush has the decency to feel ashamed of what he has subjected this country to in the last eight, and particularly last four, years.
"Dear Mr. President"
Pink (feat. Indigo Girls)

Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?

04 November 2008

Dare we hope?

So is today really it? Is today the first day of the future? Can the American people collectively shout to the heavens that enough is enough?  I sit here at the courthouse waiting for jury selection with my juror badge on my shirt and my "I voted" sticker on my hand trying to believe in the American people.  It's hard though.  I've believed in us in the past just to be subjected to dim witted christian fanatism.  At the same tim, I was floored by the line around the polling place (the local Presbyterian Church) at two minutes after 7am (I knew I shouldn't have hit the snooze bar that last time).  At the last election, I whizzed in and out, no line at all and the polling place ladies bored out of their miinds.  This morning, I waited 30 minutes just to get close enough to the door to let them know that I was just dropping off my absentee ballot.  It was packed inside but it was great because we were all waiting out turns to have our voices heard.  Parents came with their kids before school to show them the importance of exercising our rights.  It give me hope but it's a guarded hope of "let's see."  We'll see but I'm still hoping for the best.  I cast my ballot ... until tonight... what else can I do? 

 

Here's to nothing, to something... to PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD let's get this right :)

28 September 2008

"Why Women NEED to Vote"

I just received this from my sister and felt it was important to get it out as best I could.

I found a website with the information so please take a look at it.




WHY WOMEN NEED TO VOTE