November 11th, 2007

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Sunday -

The news today is sobering.  This Frank Rich column is a must-read:

I have a friend who has been on a news-fast, so she didn't know about the oil disaster in the bay.  It is obviously debilitating sometimes to read the news, but, if we don't, we have what Frank Rich is talking about.  It is odd to realize we have lost the democracy in which we thought we lived.  I suppose it has been going on for a long time and now it is so blatant we cannot ignore it.

That our newly approved attorney general would not, can not, come out against waterboarding says it all, and the sun is shining and the beaches will again open and heal, and there is a place where it may be over the top.

Most of us live as optimists and there is a place to stay aware.  Some people think global warming has gone too far, and that this country has gone too far as a dictatorship to be turned back.  Let's work to make that untrue.  Healing happens. 

So, Sunday.   Veteran's Day.  The Google logo has the O's and E wearing military hats.  It is a cute way, I suppose, to celebrate the day.  Maybe one day we'll celebrate those who march for peace, and there won't be anyone left to celebrate who was sent off to war.

Rest your wing feathers, today, and keep them cleansed of oil.
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Clean - up of the oil spill -

I read the news yesterday and saw there was no place for me to volunteer.  I continued to check and learned that some people went out anyway to help.

This is from the SF Chroncile today.  It shows the complexity of the issue.  This is a hazardous substance.  How do we dispose of it?  It is no more healthy for us than the creatures of the sea, air, land, and bay.   It seems the rain only spread it.  It was not a help.

The following is from a report by a group of Chronicle staff writers:

Things were more tense Friday in Marin County, where Sigward Moser led a 30-person volunteer group - including 20 monks-in-training from the Mill Valley Zen Center - onto Muir Beach. For his efforts, he was detained and handcuffed.

The little army managed to scoop up nearly 500 bags of gloppy, sandy oil between 2 and 5 p.m. Moser said it was easy duty: "It rolls up like kitty litter, right off the surface of the sand. Went right into the bags with no problem."

They got almost all the oil they could find - and then a National Park Service ranger showed up.

"He asked us to leave, and we said we needed to do what we were doing, so he put me in handcuffs," said Moser, a communications consultant. "I told him, 'Well, there was nobody else doing the cleanup before we began.' But he just said I was breaking the law and this is hazardous material that I shouldn't be dealing with."

Moser was cited for two misdemeanors - failure to obey an official order and entry into a restricted area - and released.

Now he has 500 bags of glop in his yard, and he has no idea how to get rid of it.


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Oh, My!

This late afternoon, Steve and I went to see Robert Redford's latest movie, Lions for Lambs.  Steve loved it.   I think it is important to see.  I felt I was lectured for one hour and 28 minutes and I don't regret the lecture.  It reminded me, at times, of the movie, Mindwalk.  Clearly, the movie is key, but I must admit that I came home and drank red wine with dinner and then got into the chocolate leaves from Sees that I bought to decorate the table on Thanksgiving Day.    I know everything that was said in this movie, and I believe in it, and it is tough.

Steve says, we should walk out of the movie,  and say, "What now can we do?"

I agree, and how does one know.  Jane and I worked today and we feel that people writing together is a way to change the world, and how do we know what we do is enough, and maybe it is enough to just know that each one of us is enough and we need to consider wisely as we choose.

See Lions for Lambs.    It is a must-see and, in my opinion, it is not an enjoyable experience, and maybe that is an even stronger reason to see it.  Peace Corps, anyone?

What now do we do?