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Of planet-eating proportions.
His excuse... "It will lead to more lawsuits." Now, I am a lawyer, but I fail to see how lawsuits are inherently bad. Particularly when brought against sexist jagoffs.
This "anti-lawsuit" crapola -- the sprawling, be-tentacled bastard stepchild of the pharmaceutical industry -- this idea that somehow, pursuing justice is bad, like only whiny babies want to you know, use the courts to vindicate rights and punish the bad, is, to me, about the same as saying, "You know all those great Englishy freedoms and stuff? Yeah, well I want to burn the Magna Carta. I want to be medieval France."
Not a real democratic contention. Sort of thing only someone who regards himself as king can get behind. "Oh me, I can just use my vast wealth and privilege to get what I need. I don't need no stinking equality before the law." Of course, we all know how well things turned out for the kings of France...
More on the Ledbetter bill available here. And I know that everyone is currently suffering campaign fatigue. I personally am not on or off any bandwagon for any particular Democratic contender. At the end of the day, I don't care whether the president is Clinton, Obama, or a scarecrow made out of old White House post-it-notes and banjo wire. Just as long as it isn't McCain.
Eyes on the prize, people!
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There appear to be five available colors of bearded iris on Capitol Hill: white, yellow, purple, blue, and orange(!).
I have been getting grumpy walking home this week. It is beautiful and I am grumpy. Flowers nod knowingly in my direction and I am grumpy. The sun sings dopey little melodies about harmony and joy, and I am grumpy. Friendly dogs wiffle their tails and snouts appealingly, and I am grumpy.
I think I am having trouble acclimating to the new apartment. I don't feel quite settled yet. The last apartment I lived in for 2 1/2 years -- the longest I've lived in any place since I was in high school. So there is an adjustment, even though the new place is bigger and better in every regard. (Except for the trash-loving hoboes...but that's another story). And there are still some things to put together, pictures to hang, etc. Tonight we are going on a giant shopping expedition to Bed Bath and Beyond.
Somedays I would like to be a large shrub, and stay rooted.
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Jeff was going to come as the 19th century's most eligible bachelor, but he just shaved off all of his elaborate whiskers. So I'm afraid no one's gonna get a chance to hear "Yer looking quite ravishing in that bonnet, m'dear" or anything along those lines. Alas.
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Second day of rain here: the lilacs are drooping but everything else looks lush. Just received word that the magic of cable and internet have finally been bestowed upon our new home. The home is looking more homelike every day: the Great Reshelving has been completed, and many boxes have been divested of their contents, which have been arranged, or stored, etc., while the boxes have gone out back to get recycled.
A fabulous edition of In Your Ear yesterday, with work from Lauren Bender and David Gatten. Soundless performances only enlarged by the extremely audible thunder and rain pouring down on the theatre.
Also seen this weekend: baseball, Dippin' Dots, nineteenth-century facial hair.
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