Apparently my last post was too philosophical, so let me just lay it bare… I am overwhelmed by feelings of loss, sadness and guilt which equal grief. Our journey ended Labor Day, September 3, 2018, at 8:16 pm. Isadora aka “Izzi” was 17 1/2 years old.
Here we are together at the Grand Canyon in 2009. She was eight here and I was… well nine years younger than I am now. People who have only seen her recently will gasp at what a big, strong dog she was in her prime. She weighed nearly 50 lbs here and trust me, I always felt safe traveling with her. My nickname for her was Growly Grrrrryl. She was one mean bitch.
Without a long academic analysis of the phenomenon called the Butterfly Effect, I want to use the concept to bring together two divergent viewpoints– the enlightened approach versus what we now call #Trumpism. Definitions will emerge, just as a butterfly does.
I used the term Butterfly Effect while writing about my current intense grief over losing my 17 1/2 year old. She was my K9, but that does not diminish my sadness. Rather than call everyone I know to cry and lament over my loss, I tried to take a more zen approach. Continue reading →
or the last laugh? With a little time to reflect on the spectacle of the past few days, maybe this McCain-planned week of “hero tribute” and flag waving was a final flip off to #Fake45. It was no secret that Trump was persona non grata (aka uninvited.)
During the nationally televised funeral of Senator John McCain I first felt inspired seeing former presidents and political enemies mingling. We later learned this bi-partisanship was created by assigned seating that purposefully mixed political foes, men and women, and various ethnicities. Very clever, Mr. McCain.
How distorted and unrecognizable must things become for US to realize that our grand old flag is becoming a relic, much like its confederate cousin. Red, white and blue stood for unity. Red and Blue can’t even talk to one another these days and White is now a racist point of contention– not the purity those stripes were meant to evoke. We’ve become the Divided States. #SAD but true. Continue reading →