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Monthly Archives: December 2009
The Paradox of Pro-Life Politics
“The Christian right is neither.” That’s what the bumper sticker said, and I thought it contained a germ of wisdom, clearly illustrating the paradox of right wing politics. Too often, while pretending to adhere to Christian principles, right wingers and the Christian right practice anything but Christian values. . . .If you only support life from conception to birth, rather than conception to death (following a long life on earth), then you have no right to call yourself “pro-life.” Make it clear; your bumper sticker should say, “I am pro-birth and the hell with what follows.” Continue reading
Posted in Meanderings, Meanings
Tagged abortion, anencephaly, anti-abortion, anti-Christian rhetoric, Christian right, conservative, conservative politics, Death of Dr. Tiller, Dr. George Tiller, Jesus was a liberal, liberal, pro-birth, pro-life, pro-life politics, right-wing, right-wing violence, Scott Roeder, universal health care, violent rhetoric
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A Dogwood Memory
It’s funny how certain things conjure up memories–transport you back over the years. That a dogwood tree should make one remember a blizzard and a 1960 Plymouth might sound strange, but that is what often passes through my mind when the dogwood blooms.
Posted in Meanderings, Meanings, Memories
Tagged dogwood tree, driving, driving in snow, friendship, parents who do not judge, push-button Plymouth
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I Am Colleen
As an only child, I often wondered what it would be like to have a house full of noisy brothers and sisters. What would be different in our lives? Would my parents love each other better than they did with only one child? Would a house full of active youngsters distract them from their obsession with winning every argument, with battling each other bloody and then retreating into silence and disdain? Maybe, but maybe not–more children might have made it worse. An abbreviated Walton’s Mountain good night would still not echo through our house. Continue reading
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This is Not My Southern Arizona
Midnight Cactus, by Bella Pollen, is supposedly set in the Sonoran Desert near Tucson, Arizona, and the Mexican border. This review points out the numerous discrepancies between her imagined desert setting and the real thing. Continue reading
Posted in Book Review, Meanderings, Meanings, Memories, SAWP
Tagged Amazon.com review, AZ, Bella Pollen, Book Review, Mexico, Midnight Cactus, Nogales, Sonora, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona Writing Project
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The Most Magnificent Comb-Over in History
Assistant Principal Bryan’s hair was arranged in the most audacious comb-over that ever graced a human head. Continue reading
Posted in Meanderings, Meanings, Memories, SAWP
Tagged SAWP, Southern Arizona Writing Project, teaching
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Moving
I was ten that summer. I didn’t really understand why we had to move, nor did I understand why my mother was so angry. I remember going with her to look for places to live. Nothing that we found, even though some were very nice, suited my father and he made the final decision. Continue reading
Posted in Meanderings, Meanings, Memories, SAWP
Tagged boxelder tree, family problems, Karen Bristow, moving, Slice of SAWP, Southern Arizona Writing Project
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Why boxelders and blackberries?
The big, old boxelder that grew in the side yard at my house when I was growing up became my sanctuary when I needed privacy or just someplace to get away from it all. It had a double trunk that split into … Continue reading
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Tagged blackberries, boxelder tree, family problems, seeking solitude
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Boxelders and Blackberries 