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Finally....Frank Schmidt walks in the room, "Turn up the volume.." he says. He got some news early from an AM radio...."What?" Seconds later, Virginia appears BLUE on our T.V. screens. We all scream! Someone says: " There will be little children in the White House again..., the 44th President of The United States of America, Barack Obama!" Screams from these mellow older hippies and country folk ring out! The older men start to tear up. "We did it!, We all did it!" All of us U.S. citizens came out in droves to take back our country, to take back our land from the corporate take over of oppression we had suffered 8 long enduring years under BUSH and his cronies. It is like nothing I have ever experienced before. I've never felt so proud to be an American. Hats off to Virginia, WE PULLED OFF THIS BATTLEGROUND STATE! I took it upon myself to get a train ticket to Virginia to vote in person in this battleground state. I knew He needed every vote. There were Columbia students who were on the same train with the same idea! It was electric. We all did it! We all knew how important this election was for our futures as Americans. I drove home on the winding, pitch black Virginia country roads that night, elated listening to AM radio. I wish I could have been at all those parties around the world simultaneously: from dancing in the streets of Paris to crying with Oprah in Chicago, to clogging up the streets in the East Village of NYC! Wow! What a night!

Preparing for the big show!

Is not easy. One can stress themselves out with useless worry. Concern about who shows up, who doesn't and what they might think, how well will you perform and will you fuck it all up! Well my little angels, here's my new take on it all. It's not real. It's sort of a Strawberry Fields forever mind set, "nothing is real and nothing to get hung about, Strawberry Fields forever." Well, it's REAL, but not really. We are just living through moments. Some are good, bad or ugly. It changes. If you are having a great day or a bad day know that it will inevitably shift always. I find this annoying at times, of course when I am on a high and then the next episode occurs, the life episode whatever that may be. The other factor is the death factor. We die. So it's all rather fleeting. I mean how much sense does life really make! Not to get too deep about a gig, or anything. Now that's a good recipe for chasing away the butterflies, don't ya think!

http://www.heritage.org/Research/Immigration/wm1076.cfm

Think for a moment of the impact this would have on our already crumbling infrastructure, on housing, on education, on health care and welfare. With outsourcing, wage depression and increasing unemployment, does the American worker need competition from tens of millions of new job seekers? This is not the fault of the immigrants. Their motives are understandable. It’s the fault of irresponsible political leadership in both parties who forgot whom they are elected to represent. How is adding more than a hundred million people to the US in the best interests of the citizens of the United States of America? Is this what they want? And if not, why is it being done despite their objections? Do we have a democracy or not?

The proposed amnesties of ’06 and ’07 were defeated only by a grass roots rebellion from ordinary Americans from all walks of life, with faxes and phone calls that shut down the Capitol Hill switchboard. No big money lobbying organization was on the side of the people. The lobbying pressure to pass the amnesties came from the US Chamber of Commerce and the Essential Worker Coalition, representing the “cheap labor” interests who are used to having their way.

John McCain repeatedly insulted or ridiculed those who opposed his bill. His buddy and cohort in amnesty, Senator Lindsay Graham, snarled at the annual La Raza convention, “We’re going to tell the bigots to shut up.” In other words, if you care about the American working man, or protecting open space, or are concerned with unbridled urban sprawl or overwhelmed infrastructure, or a simple issue like American sovereignty and securing our borders, you must be some kind of a nativist or worse. McCain and the open-borders lobbyists won’t have an honest and open debate. The only thing they know how to do is to dehumanize those who have another opinion, which in this case, according to polls, happens to be eighty percent of the American people. The repeated mantra from John McCain, in his usual condescending tone was to tell us over and over again, “This is not an amnesty.”

Lately John McCain has been saying he’ll secure the border first. Which begs the question, what’s second John? Notice he won’t answer that question in an election year. But not to worry. We already know the answer.

On October 1st John McCain voted to support Bush’s Wall Street Bailout, costing the taxpayers at least eight hundred billion dollars. This vote was made in the face of phone calls from constituents running up to 200 to 1 against. But as usual, John McCain thinks he knows better than the American people. The repeated mantra from John McCain, in his usual derisive manner was to tell us over and over again, “This is not a bailout.” But we’re not surprised John, we know whom you work for – and its not us. The distribution of these funds was delegated to one man, the treasury secretary – himself a creature of Wall Street. Have the American people seen a greater concentration of power in their life-times? Have they ever seen a greater or more sudden transfer of wealth to Washington? John McCain likes to call himself a Conservative. But in what way, other than selecting the thought challenged zealot from Wasilla, does he act like one? If he can’t or won’t protect the country’s borders, if he can’t or won’t do anything about the millions entering into our country illegally every year, if he can’t or won’t do anything to stop the Federal government’s run away spending or explosive debt, if he can’t or won’t do anything to slow or halt the country’s increasingly rapid drift to neo-socialist solutions for the economy, if he can’t or won’t do anything to protect American jobs from ending up in Chinese sweat-shops or in the black economy of illegal alien employers, who needs him? Barack Obama’s anticipated electoral victory provides Americans of all political persuasion with a once in a lifetime opportunity. Voters don’t have problems with Liberals who act like Liberals and Conservatives who act like Conservatives. They have a big problem with phonies, pretenders and hypocrites who say one thing and do another. What voters are looking for in this election are Americans who act like Americans – that is to say – who put the economic welfare and safety of their fellow Americans first. Every now and then its time to clean house. On November 4th American voters will need a very big broom indeed. It’s not just the conservative pretender John McCain who’s candidacy and discredited campaign requires rejection at the polls. Every Republican or Democrat incumbent who voted for the McCain-Kennedy amnesty or the Bush Wall-Street bailout needs to be thrown out of office. It’s the only way to reclaim our country and our soul. Come on Citizens, we can do it! Congressional Votes on amnesties here: http://www.numbersusa.com/content/congress.html McCain’s amnesty votes here: http://grades.betterimmigration.com/view_history.php3?District=AZ&VIPID=33 House votes on bailout here: http://votesmart.org/issue_keyvote_member.php?cs_id=22467 Senate votes on bailout here: http://www.votesmart.org/issue_keyvote_member.php?cs_id=2073

June 6th, 2008.

4 Months later...Oct. 7th, 2008 almost to the day... I visit Virginia. I visit the places where Yum Yum had gone. I am alone as I walk through the 300 year old stone house. I hear the occasional car pass by. I see the dear walking through the morning frost. they don't fear me. The sky at night is crystal clear, the same black sky Yum Yum would serenely sit under for hours. I see a friend.I drive around admiring the countryside. Yum Yum used to sit shot gun in the front seat with her arm on the arm rest on the door, like a person, always looking out the window in wonderment. She observed more than most humans. I am still deeply distraught. if you are reading this and have never loved a pet then you should not be reading this because the sense of loss is so great that even I as a writer cannot comunicate this effectively.

I thought heartbreak was when a boyfriend would break up with me. or I would loose a friend or a job. Or someone said I had no talent or was not pretty enough or tall enough or whatever. NONE is these things matter. NONE. I would sit alone in my room with no friends and no boyfriend just to have my Yum Yum back. Our bond was unexplainable. She was the deepest, most empathetic, intelligent and loving, altruistic being I have ever known. Each day I took her for granted as somehow we think our beloved dogs do not die....then they do! What I mean by taking her for granted is that each day I was upset about something was time of joy taken away from just her and I. Things in life happen. Things good and bad. But this was the worst.

Yum yum came to me in dreams the first week of her death. i will not elaborate because it is very personal. I will say that they were not just dreams. I believe she, as enlightened as she was and still is, shown herself to me. She let me know she was actually elsewhere and very much at peace. She was sitting very happy and big as she always would. Yum Yum was a serene, very adored being in peace with nature. She loved and appreciated nature, I guess that's what makes it so hard for me, that the natural state she was in is what ultimately killed her in such an untimely way. After the week of her death, these dreams or communications from beyond stopped. I pray for her to come back into the dream realm, but I am not so lucky. It's beyond my control.

Everyone that knew Yum Yum did think she was a very special dog. She had a way of charming everyone. She was so beautiful. She was with me when I was ill, happy, angry, falling in love, writing songs, driving across country, heck she's been in more motel rooms then most people! She's seen the Grand Canyon, Times Square, the Mojave desert, the Golden Gate Bridge, the Atlantic Ocean, and been on movie sets! The funny thing is, she hated the camera. She shyed away from pictures, it was rare when she did,'t run from me when she heard the click of the camera! I would laugh, as she would sneak away! She sure did have a mind of her own.

I cannot stop crying. It's been four months. I do not believe grief should have a time limit. Grief comes from deep love. My devoted Yum Yum it's hard cause no one could replace you. I encourage all broken hearted pet owners to share. You all deserve it!!! --Olivia

It's a problem on a social, romantic and cultural level. I had a crush on a guy. Or you can say he had a crush on me. There was a courtship of some sort, two nights of lust over two months. We as a collective, enjoyed it immensly. There were little whimpy text messages(which are a very pussified way of speaking non directly) exchanged and a phone call a week, maybe two. It dissolved. Not sure why. My point is, it does not matter why, because of the lack of communication, you would never know the difference. He could be madly in love, pining, tortured, or he could hate you. Who knows! Who cares! Your friend doesn't, cause she's too busy worried about her own parrallel story having just taken place. And the nonsensical fucking torment that goes along with it, and the little TEXTS, "Oh, he messaged me today! He said, "What's up!" Wow! Iam drooling over two words! Wow! two fucking words out of the entire English language! Shakespeare folks is rolling in his grave.

To mention Shakespeare, Yeats, Shelley, Joyce, Bukowski, Oats just to name a few have contributed volumes of their tremendous brains and whit paving the advancement of expression and socialization. We have broken through stereotypes in the sixties and through the great musical achievements been able to share in our love, lust, joy, sorrow and anguish. Words, the English language was invented friends for a reason. We are in the modern era and have arrived to a dead halt at disregarding our literary fellows and Van Goghs of our past. We must pay homage and continue the art of communication and feeling or else over the last three hundred years or so, since the cave paintings in Lascaux, France, WHAT WAS THE POINT?

I highly doubt if there was another Jim Morrison, or Janis they would have never been heard of because on their very first performance they would have been thrown out of the bar.

I was thrown out of a bar recently in the oppressed, materialistic state of New Jersey at a well known popular corporate owned chain restaurant because I was QUIETLY discussing politics. The bartender was having a blast agreeing with me, whilst the head bartender was getting NERVOUS. I was subtly asked to stop speaking politics and so was the nice charming bartender I was speaking with and asked to leave. NEED I SAY MORE. I am speechless, and if you are a savvy cat, I do not need to expand on this subject. CNN was on the TV above the bar feeding us all this information, as we are constantly fed, but how dare we react.

"Fatal Atraction" starring Glenn Close and Michael Douglas was a popular film in the 1980's. It was a culture bomb on all relationships. "Play Misty for me," starring Clint Eastwood also did not help. I believe there are films which contribute to culture and some which hurt, even damage social awareness, actually pervert. So now instead of writing the guy a two word text message, call him on the telephone and tell him the most natural, honest romantic thing you can say from the heart, " I have been thinking of you all day!" and he'll either think you are are a stalker, or completely insane. Well, it was not like this when our parents fell in love in the 60's or 50's. And they thought that was an oppressed era! Ha! We are so Goddamn oppressed with the aid of all this technology, cyberspace, and cell phones that people almost feel encroached upon, having 24/7 access to almost anyone you've ever known! I won't make it that easy! Us Homo Sapiens are passionate by nature, unless we are drugged or not in touch and we NEED to express ourselves. It is OUR fault, not technology. We have accepted a laissez-faire irresponsible unshaped approach of communication. We have become an America devoid of passion and fearful to express anything. What are we waiting for? Another crisis? Are we waiting till after we are dead?

I was in Dublin, Ireland a year ago. I hit it off with a guy. I was going to meet him on the Quays near a night club( a bridge over the river). When he met up with me, he walked up to me very happy with a smile on his face. He then in his excitement to see me, lifted me up and twirled me around. I remember this as one of my favorite moments over the last ten years. It was spontaneous, uncalculated and FREE!

There is only one life. We need to enjoy it. We need to be more free. We have become in this America an oppressed land of pussies who cannot be bold and unedited. We might offend the other person of might "look weird." well bring it on people. Be bold. Take risks, be human. Tell me you love me, be free, in the land of???