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Running on Updates.... - Blather. Rants. Repeat.
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Running on Updates....
Just finished a fairly full morning of Ebony running around the dog park, this time with the big boyz in addition to her usual buds-

- and doing a workout and some errands.  We have a date with Doctor Strange for later, so I'll just update a few recent posty things here:

* I did the training for the Election Day voter protection effort by webinar yesterday. While we can't reveal specifics, I will say, proudly, that the speakers emphasized the integrity of the vote over the desire to get votes for one candidate or another- and that if a busload of disabled Drumpf supporters showed up needing assistance, we were to give them the same kindness and assistance we would give anyone else.  That's much the same message the President delivered the other day at a Clinton rally, where loyal Hillary supporters tried to boo and shout down a single opposing voice.  He told the assemblage to stop- to respect the man's First Amendment rights, to be respectful of his obvious age and probable veteran's status, and to express their opinions by voting rather than booing.  As Charlie Pierce reported, it took mere hours for El Caudillo del Mar-A-Lago (as Charlie likes to call him) to twist all truth and reconciliation out of this occurrence and straight-out lie about what Obama had said and done:

There can be no reason for any sane individual to consider giving this idiot the time of day, much less a ticky box that could give him nuclear codes. I hope to be part of ensuring that it will never happen.


* On what would've been my mother's 100th birthday a few weeks ago, I commented that her ordinary 40's-to-70's life as a wife and mother would have earned her no prizes.  Yesterday, though, my sister, in my birthday card, mentioned something I'd never known: that in her too-few years of school, she did win a prize. Here's the proof, from a 1931 Brooklyn newspaper (mother's maiden name redacted because, hackers):


* The privileged puss I mentioned earlier this week who attacked an autistic runner because he was afraid of Scary Black Guys half his size?  I wasn't sure if Emily had heard about it- not only had she, but she knew the followup: the judge who initially turned down the arrest warrant wound up issuing it a couple of days later, and dude turned himself in.
I vaguely know of his lawyer; he's not one of the real high-power defense guys in town, but I'm sure he'll get the guy off with only moderate wrist-slapping- which is still better than nothing.


And with that, I think it's time to turn my clock back for another hour;)
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greenquotebook From: greenquotebook Date: November 10th, 2016 05:12 pm (UTC) (Link)
Seeing "Richmond Hill" made me grin. I'm an alum of PS 66 myself. :)
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