Jagged Little Pill Saturday
Been reading a lot with kids gone. Finished Zombie by Joyce Carol Oates and can't get the damn book out of my head. It was incredibly disturbing and disgusting and I would like to thank Ms. Johanna for thoughfully sending it to me. Still trying to figure out why this novel about a serial killer has merit...it got great reviews. While I'm sorry I read it, I also couldn't put it down. Then this morning Weezer jr. calls me to tell me about the judge in the Robert Durst case getting a severed cat head left on her front steps. I didn't know anything about Durst and Weezer helpfully filled me in on the wealthy psycho who sawed off his neighbor's head and got acquitted. Is there some message I'm missing here? I'm going with coincidence, and sticking to it. In fact, I'm going to see the Devil Wears Prada today to clear my head. Will remind me of my hellish days in the beauty industry, but at least the back stabbing was bloodless.
This July 4th I will be in Brooklyn to watch the NYC fireworks display from the roof of Jr.'s building. We are having a bad movie afternoon beforehand and, if Russ can find it, we will be viewing Gingerdead Man. Jr. is making a cake shaped like the thirteen colonies. I'm in charge of making little flags with colony names on them.
In poetry news, I just got a poem accepted on the Rogue Scholars site, and there is a poetry patio party on July 8th at Miriam's. She has invited me to "rejoin the poetry community" by attending and I have happily accepted. In some ways this past year has been like falling off the face of the earth, and I'm happy to have landed on solid ground again. No matter how much the landing hurt.
The Gettysburg Address
by Abraham Lincoln
Four score and seven years ago, our fathers brought forth upon this continent a new nation: conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war. . .testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated. . . can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war.
We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate. . .we cannot consecrate. . . we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember, what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.
It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us. . .that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion. . . that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain. . . that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom. . . and that government of the people. . .by the people. . .for the people. . . shall not perish from the earth.
Been reading a lot with kids gone. Finished Zombie by Joyce Carol Oates and can't get the damn book out of my head. It was incredibly disturbing and disgusting and I would like to thank Ms. Johanna for thoughfully sending it to me. Still trying to figure out why this novel about a serial killer has merit...it got great reviews. While I'm sorry I read it, I also couldn't put it down. Then this morning Weezer jr. calls me to tell me about the judge in the Robert Durst case getting a severed cat head left on her front steps. I didn't know anything about Durst and Weezer helpfully filled me in on the wealthy psycho who sawed off his neighbor's head and got acquitted. Is there some message I'm missing here? I'm going with coincidence, and sticking to it. In fact, I'm going to see the Devil Wears Prada today to clear my head. Will remind me of my hellish days in the beauty industry, but at least the back stabbing was bloodless.
This July 4th I will be in Brooklyn to watch the NYC fireworks display from the roof of Jr.'s building. We are having a bad movie afternoon beforehand and, if Russ can find it, we will be viewing Gingerdead Man. Jr. is making a cake shaped like the thirteen colonies. I'm in charge of making little flags with colony names on them.
In poetry news, I just got a poem accepted on the Rogue Scholars site, and there is a poetry patio party on July 8th at Miriam's. She has invited me to "rejoin the poetry community" by attending and I have happily accepted. In some ways this past year has been like falling off the face of the earth, and I'm happy to have landed on solid ground again. No matter how much the landing hurt.
The Gettysburg Address
by Abraham Lincoln
Four score and seven years ago, our fathers brought forth upon this continent a new nation: conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war. . .testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated. . . can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war.
We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate. . .we cannot consecrate. . . we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember, what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.
It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us. . .that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion. . . that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain. . . that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom. . . and that government of the people. . .by the people. . .for the people. . . shall not perish from the earth.
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