Random thoughts while trying to process

On Wednesday, my son texted to ask me if I could look for his birth certificate.
Seems his GFF is intent on getting passports.
Passports are good. Everyone should have one. Just in case.

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I feel that this election should've been a "don't ask, don't tell" kind of thing.
No matter how good I felt a person was, if that person is a Trump supporter, I see only racism, misogyny, xenophobia, and an  fairytale like belief that natural disasters are due to god's anger over the marriage equality act.
Quite frankly, these people frighten me.

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40% of women voted for Trump. Whaaaaat?

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Is this another case of 'Muricans voting for the person they would rather have a beer with? 'Cause, I don't think Trump would really want to spend "quality" time with the majority of his supporters.
 And, I doubt he drinks MGD. But, I could be wrong.

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Seriously - 40%?

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I have heard comments from women including:

"I don't think a  woman should be president. Women aren't strong enough."
"She would be o.k. You know, it wouldn't really be her running things. Bill would be the one in charge. And he did an o.k job."

These were comments from the geriatric group. So... o.k.

But then from a 21 year old who allegedly allowed her 2 year old daughter to just pick someone:

" Hillary would've been o.k.  I mean, Bill would've been there to help her if she got into a jam."

The woman was the fricking secretary of state. She had to diplomatically  negotiate all kinds of deals and tactfully play the political game aaaalllll over the world. The world!!!!

But, you know..... she would've been o.k. as president because Bill would've backed her up.

Maybe we aren't good for anything except popping out kids and baking grits or whatever we are supposed to do while barefoot and in the kitchen.

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The man said that global warming is a hoax made up by the Chinese! I guess people really believe that?
I need to start stockpiling water and learn how to can food. Because, we are dooooomed.
See, we need a healthy environment to help us produce things like ...... food.

I guess we can become breatharians.

But then we would need air.
Preferably clean air.

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People try to say that they voted for him because he is a businessman and knows how to make money.

He took advantage of the same laws that he now vows to change. Do people really believe that he's going to change those laws?

"He's an outsider".

Have you heard of ALEC (if not, google it)? Lobbyists? Corporate interests? If you still think that the government actually governs, well.....

oh, wait. You probably also believe that global warming is a hoax made up by the Chinese.

Never mind.

Trump is the establishment. Can we just say that?

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Look, Hillary is no shining star. I did not vote for her in the primary and seriously, seriously considered my general election vote.
I truly voted against a person as opposed to for a candidate I felt I could trust and who cared about people like me.
She supports fracking. But at least she gives lip service to the environmental crisis.

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There are those who voted on a single issue - abortion. Seems that silly women shouldn't have control over anything ... especially their bodies.

There are about 400,000 children currently in foster care in the U.S. A little over a 100,000 of these are available for adoption.

So, I know it's much cooler and to get a baby from out of the country, but c'mon now.
Time for the anti-choicers --- all the women who are past the age of breeding, the men who could never breed, and the breeders who think it's cool to pop out a baby every 1 - 2 years to jump on board and take care of the little ones who are already here and in need.

Oh, and instead of organizing and holding signs along the road and trying to look cool and concerned. You all can organize and  work to make the adoption process in this country a bit easier.

Oh. And hopefully these folks will ease up on the idea of birth control.
You may think that abstinence makes the heart grow fonder.
But our brains are programmed to explore and experience.
People ... especially young people ... are going to explore their sexuality.
Stop slut shaming and start educating.
Especially if you truly do care about what happens to those unwanted babies after they're properly baked and ready to pop.

Personally, I am more saddened by all the stories of  insane people, who should have had an abortion, inflict unspeakable acts of abuse on their unwanted children.

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40% of women.......

Did they hear about the pussy grabbing?
Maybe they like that idea?

Often men who are insecure about their sexual prowess will engage in braggadocio. But they have no game - (3 marriages).

I just don't know.

This is the party whose many members were convinced that rape isn't really a thing. A woman's body can "shut it down" and such nonsense.

So.....

I just don't know.


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So, I guess I cannot be complacent for the next 4 years.

Dammit!!

from my journal: random thoughts about deer in a somewhat cohesive manner

In the area where I live there are deer. Scads of deer - as i am sure there are in many other places.

So, the deer used to hang out in these nice expanses of wooded areas until developers blew up the trees. The deer used to hang out in vast acreages of field until developers dug up the earth & tall grasses. So, now the creatures are relegated to a 270 acre metro park about 5 minutes from my house. 270 acres may sound like a lot, but if one is part of a herd of white tailed deer..... all of that becomes equivalent to a family of 8 living in a New York studio apt. w/ a shared bathroom in the hallway. There are so many deer in this park that my husband & I have fondly nicknamed it "Crazy Deer Park". We don't go there very often any more.

Once my dog & I were walking at Crazy Deer & decided to take an unpaved trail (deer trail) into the woods. What we stepped into I can only describe as a deer encampment.  Small groups of resting deer dotted this small patch of woodland. They huddled together in groups of 3 or 4. Some stood tall & still. Some rested on their sides. All were watchful. The scene brought to mind hobo camps during the depression.  I imagined the animals gathered together under the night sky warming their hooves by a fire burning in a metal drum barrel discussing issues like where to find the sweetest jewel weed and how to cross the road safely.

I am also reminded of the "prawns" in the movie District 9 when I think of these deer. We have made these animals into "white-tailed rats", "hoofed varmints," as i have heard them called. We have allowed their stomping grounds to be blown up, dug up, built upon. Then we bitch because they eat out tulip bulbs.  Some people want to hunt them. Some people want to help them. Everyone seems to comment on "how many deer there are".  But I don't hear too many people speaking out against turning their homeland into tacky condominiums.

Some people find them to be a real joy. These people take great pleasure in leaving food along the trails of Crazy Deer for them. & I have seen these wanna be  Grizzly Adams types standing with outstretched arms coaxing one of these shy creatures to approach and eat out an open hand; as if all of life is simply a Disney movie. Craziness.

Although, sometimes it feels like a Disney movie walking through Crazy Deer in the wintertime. The park attract birders who frequently put down food on benches under trees with low hanging branches. Then they wait until the birds come. Walking towards a bench that has been abandoned by a hopeful birder can cause quite a flutter of finch wings, scampering of squirrel feet &, yes, often a slow shuffle of deer hooves.

As mentioned earlier, we do not walk at Crazy Deer too often any more. For one, the deer  stir up many feelings - sadness, awe, kinship and a lot of apprehension. It's one thing to stroll along the trails with a little white puff ball of a dog, or a big black mass of fur of a dog, but I have a medium sized, short haired, muscular, deer colored dog who finds great pleasure in rolling in deer droppings and scat.

Bella dear

She causes much curiosity and confusion among the hoofed ones. So, they often stop and stare - stretching the neck, squinting(I have been told that deer have rather poor eyesight), and sometimes creeping forward to check her out. Thank goodness my girl has floppy ears and a long toboggan curl tail or I would surely have to fend off a buck looking for love or a mama deer looking for her lost fawn. And mama deer are nothing to mess with. On more than one occasion we have experienced the insane anxiety of a doe protecting her fawn.

Once, Bella & I were walking on the path @ Crazy Deer. A doe sprang from the bushes and stomped her front hooves at us. I screamed. we started running. A few feet up the path she sprang again, this time rearing up on her hind legs. I pulled Bella behind me & began backing away all the while  jumping up & down, hollering and waving my arms. Mama deer stamped at the ground. Just then a skinny legged spotted fawn scampered out from behind his mama & ran right past us. Of course, this caused a great deal of excitement for my dog. So, I am yanking Bella around while jumping and hollering @ the doe. I'm hoping that one or two of the people walking around in the parking lot will head my way to check out the commotion - but to no avail. Then the doe stopped stamping and snorting and looked past me then at me. I had gotten Bella behind me again & was ready to do battle with this animal to protect my young. Maybe she figured that out. She glanced at my dog then our eyes met. For a second or two she & I just took each other in. Sounds weird, but it felt as though there was... like an understanding between us. Neither one held any ill will against the other. Bella & I quickly backed away to safety and the mama deer ran across the path after her babe.

On another occasion, my husband, Bella & I were chased by a doe who came to the edge of the path stamping and snorting at us. We started running. Hubby and dog are much faster than I. So I was left in the dust. The doe was running in the woods but alongside of me. It was very bizarre. I remember looking over and seeing her graceful brown body moving so effortlessly and gracefully through the foliage. It was a "wow" moment - and also a scary moment. There is no way that I could outrun a deer. If she had wanted to stomp me I was right there for the picking. Thankfully, at the edge of the wooded area she stopped, ruffled her tail, gave a warning snort then ambled back into the woods. As we circled our way back to the car, we met a couple old timers on the path and warned them. They informed us that the doe was protecting her dead fawn & that the rangers have been trying to get her to leave the area. Then they nonchalantly continued on. So, you can see why we don't frequent that park anymore.

The deer are stressed. & who can blame them. As a child, a deer sighting was an anomaly. You told people about it. It was strange. I remember, after hearing the story of Bambi, asking my mother why we never saw deer in our woods. She said because there were too many people around. There were no people around! We lived on 7 acres of woodland. We couldn't see the neighbors' houses. It was pure country.  Prime deer area if you ask me. But there was so much land for them. They could stay out sight and .... be deer.

Now, we have destroyed their homeland. We are essentially invaders. We've left small areas for them to hang out in, but that's really only because we haven't gotten to those places yet. And these are creatures who wander and travel throughout their day. Their stomping grounds have been destroyed & they are confused. The landscape does not match the world of their collective memories. So, they are trying to adapt. They are learning to be careful when they cross the road for example. But they don't know where to go. They hang out in backyards. They wander down our streets, across parking lots to strip malls. I have seen them in front of Barnes & Noble. WTF? An acquaintance recently told us that a deer came up and hit his dog in the back with her hoof. Luckily the dog wasn't hurt. This dog did not get away so easily.

But they are trying to adapt. The world must be a very frightening and strange place to them.

Near my house there is an airport. Just a small airport. You know. They give flying lessons, plane rides, etc. Affluent people park their planes there - small planes - you know... a place like that. It butts up against a golf course and a housing development. The landing field area is a path that the deer travel. For years the deer freely utilized this area. Recently, a fence - at least 10 feet high - has been erected in an effort to keep out the deer.

In my immediate neighborhood, there are no sidewalks. Because of this & in an effort to be a dynamic pack leader, I often drive Bella somewhere to walk. a few nights ago we parked at the Small airport. As we started our walk, there was a buck standing in a corner of the fence. Just standing and all pressed into the corner and watching. Like I said, deer always look at us as though they know us or something. We continued on, walked for about an hour then went back to the car. When we reached the car I looked to see if the buck was still by the fence. Nope. He was on the other side laying down on his side. He turned his head and looked at me. I walked a little closer and looked for an opening that he could hove gotten through. I did not see one. So, I asked him. "Hey," I called, "How did you get there? Did you jump this fence? Are you all right?" As if to answer, the young buck stood to his feet. He turned his antlered head and studied me for a moment, then slowly walked off into the night.

Fare thee well, deer. Fare thee well.