cuz the Bearmaiden is hibernating. Fat and tired. Really tired. So tired that I sit in front of the computer at night, fully intending to write something, and the next thing I know it's 1AM. And where other times I get that second wind and can be up to listen to the night, it takes all the strength I have to brush my teeth and crawl into bed.
Lots and lots of things swirling around in my head; lots of conversations with myself. Random rages at life and the unfairness of it all, but some of it is so far above my head I can't even begin to grapple with it. Too busy grappling with the everyday shit.
There are other blogs that deal with politics, and social injustice or point out environmental concerns. It's not that I don't think about those things because I do. It's not that I don't care about them, because I do. But I can't say anything pithy about anything because I don't have the time or the luxury to formulate long diatribes. When you're in the trenches you don't have the time to debate... you barely have time to dodge the shit.
But there are a couple of things that have made me stop to wonder lately:
Dunbar Village Gang Rape: This horror show completely escaped my notice... and I was IN Florida right after it happened. I freely admit to being wrapped up in my own shit, but this is ridiculous. I'm ashamed that I didn't know about it. I'm ashamed of the people in that project who think that "rape is no big deal". I'm ashamed that in certain places, you know what? Compared to what else can happen, it isn't a big deal. But the horror of it is unimaginable. The only way I found out about it was thanks to What About Our Daughters, which I learned about through the Fat Lady. And while other stories have also disturbed me, I'm ashamed that certain types of people get way more airplay than other types of people.
What happened to Stacy Peterson? Personally, I think her husband did her in, but that's just me. There are so many things wrong with this picture, I couldn't even begin to say. I saw him on "The Today Show" and I couldn't watch him. His cockiness and charm are scary. And no doubt... Stacy's story needs to be told, but really... how come I know about this and not about Dunbar Village?
Then there's the NYC School Testing fight, and how it affects this stupid report card the bureaucracy has come up with. And I could write about how very badly this is affecting our kids, but I've been falling asleep over this post for about 3 hours now. But take a peek over here, at Timeoutfromtesting.org. Because this could come to a hometown near you.
And I need to continue with La Vida Low Budget, and update my Heroes obsession, but I'm friggin tired so I have to leave it alone for another day....