MONDAY MUSINGS: POTTY MOUTH

 Saturday was my first Rep play in a really long while. I had donated the last 2 plays's  tickets back to the Milwaukee Rep last year since they had to cancel the end of their season. Theaters everywhere were suffering due to the pandemic as productions had to be cancelled. No plays, no income.

The Arkansas Rep was no different but this season they are providing their subscribers with 3 plays. Their season opener is Designing Women. 

You remember this 1990's TV sitcom which took place in Atlanta  with feisty interior designer Julia Sugarbaker, her sister Suzanne Sugarbaker, Mary Jo Shively and Charlene Frazier espouting feminist politics. 

Its creator and writer Arkansan Linda Bloodworth-Thomason picked up the almighty pen again and gave her characters a remake fast forwarding them into the 21st Century to our pandemic world, filled with political derision and financial woes of small businesses. 

These 2020's women use a lot of strong language and sexual innuendo... actually the sexual references are pretty straight forward. I do admit laughing a lot. 

But truth be told by the second act it was overkill.  I will compare it to how prepubescent boys overuse potty mouth. The atmosphere in the theater became uncomfortable. I felt for the religious right and even those on the other side of politics.

 Yes, humor has its prey but perhaps a small dose would do just as well...

MONDAY MUSINGS: FIGHTING FOR SOCIAL JUSTICE

This evening I will link in to La Crosse's MLK Jr. 's program. It was two years ago that this event became even more special as a new recognition was created named the 'Drum Major Legacy Award and it was my Natureman who received this honor for his lifetime work for social justice.

The plaque's inscription encapsulates Irv's efforts "decades long work for social justice, equality, compassion, cooperation, protection of natural resources,economic fairness, and equal justice ...

My heart swells with pride and my eyes fill with tears... 

I am so thankful he could accept this honor in person.  

Here's the link to that special blog entry. 

* Kudos to long-time family friend Lynn Curtis for initiating and submitting his name along with all those who helped with the application with letters of support...

A DAY TO REMEMBER

MONDAY MUSINGS: THE HEADACHE

MONDAY MUSINGS: FINALLY the COVID headache which lasted more than a week has left the house. 

The cough has subsided too but the headache's persistence was the worst. 

Goodbye, good riddings, arrivederci...

It was a most uninvited guest. On my worst day my neighbor decided  to remove the leaves in his backyard by using a leaf blower. Of all days... The hours seemed like forever...

My head was pounding. 

I looked for earplugs but couldn't remember where I put them and all of sudden, I remembered my headphones.  Ah, relief. 

If anything represents the pain this pandemic represents it's nothing short of the headache it has caused the world, the headache from Hell.

FOTO FRIDAY: FENCES

This FOTO FRIDAY captures what replaced the charming picket fence that once was in my backyard. Yes, and just like this post that disappeared Friday so did the picket fence.

The new neighbors decided to replace it with this ...

Not so charming...  So sad. 

Last week's FOTO FRIDAY was SANTA IN THE TIME OF COVID

BADGE OF SHAME

DO you know what I think is a really bad reflection on our society? 

You know I am going to speak my mind as usual, right? 

My soap box is being pulled out from the closet.

Well, the fact is educated, not just ignorant people are not being forthright about having/ having had COVID.  AND yes, they are even amongst our friends, not strangers. 

Of course there are those of us who don't even know we are carriers and we can't know if we choose not to be tested/ just want to call the symptoms a cold. Get real. 

The last I read was 1/20 people are carriers. So tell me, why do we as a society obviously feel being positive is a Badge of Shame?  By now it should be common knowledge most of us are going to be in contact with someone who has it.

Does it seem moral/ ethical to keep it a secret? Are we so self centered we will knowingly expose others? 

Okay many of us have a bandaid on called vaccinations but let me tell you this is no ordinary flu/virus for everybody.  And it's for those who will have more severe consequences we should shed that Badge of Shame.

  I'm done. I feel better. I can sleep better, I hope you can too.

MONDAY MUSINGS:NEW DAY'S LYRIC

 "New Day's Lyric"

Our first Youth 's poet laureate, Amanda Gorman, 24, marked 2022 with giving tribute to the past and to the future in her New Day's Lyric...

New Day's Lyric

May this be the day

We come together.

Mourning, we come to mend,

Withered, we come to weather,

Torn, we come to tend,

Battered, we come to better.

Tethered by this year of yearning,

We are learning

That though we weren’t ready for this,

We have been readied by it.

Steadily we vow that no matter

How we are weighed down,

We must always pave a way forward.

This hope is our door, our portal.

Even if we never get back to normal,

Someday we can venture beyond it,

To leave the known and take the first steps.

So let us not return to what was normal,

But reach toward what is next.

What was cursed, we will cure.

What was plagued, we will prove pure.

Where we tend to argue, we will try to agree,

Those fortunes we forswore, now the future we foresee,

Where we weren’t aware, we’re now awake;

Those moments we missed

Are now these moments we make,

The moments we meet,

And our hearts, once all together beaten,

Now all together beat.

Come, look up with kindness yet,

For even solace can be sourced from sorrow.

We remember, not just for the sake of yesterday,

But to take on tomorrow.

We heed this old spirit,

In a new day’s lyric,

In our hearts, we hear it:

For auld lang syne, my dear,

For auld lang syne.

Be bold, sang Time this year,

Be bold, sang Time,

For when you honor yesterday,

Tomorrow ye will find.

Know what we’ve fought

Need not be forgot nor for none.

It defines us, binds us as one,

Come over, join this day just begun.

For wherever we come together,

We will forever overcome.

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