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Edited on Sun Apr-29-07 12:13 PM by Radio_Lady
We are leaving for Europe in a few days. Usually, I wear red/white/blue colors in my travel clothing -- not ostentatious, not the ugly American (God forbid!) I just like the color combination. This summer, I am not proud to be an American. Yesterday, I decided I will wear black and white -- a symbol of the two sides of this country and how they are unable to interact. Different as day and night... I felt that was a fit compromise.
Previously, I had a children's bedroom decorated in r/w/b with "flags and flowers" motif. We lived in ZIP CODE 01776 (Sudbury, Massachusetts) for almost thirty years, and we were there for the Bicentennial in 1976. I took some pride in the fact that the American revolution started near our home and the militias of Lexington and Concord joined in.
When we moved to Portland in 1998, I eagerly purchased over $200 worth of comforters and shams, which went into a closet. I set up a little nursery room for my granddaughter and grandson with echos of pink and blue. As they grow up, I recaptured the r/w/b look with drapes and bedding -- smaller, to echo the bedroom in our last house, which I loved.
In the year 2000, after the voting debacle, the air just came out of me. Then it was September 2001. We felt we had to keep our commitment to go to New York and see it for ourselves. We were there just before Thanksgiving, and people were glad to welcome us. My husband bought the NYPD cap and a fireman's sweatshirt, and I added a scarf to my collection.
Now it's 2007. The ugly reality of what the Supreme Court did, including the much heralded folks who were supposed to be liberal in their thinking, is now upon us. The upshot is -- we are seized up in this black and white world.
Is the glass half empty, or are we AT THE VERY LEAST working to get it to half full and hopefully ALL FULL SOON?
Ask me hourly and I might be able to give you some kind of a rational answer.
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