NOT ONE DAMN DIME DAY
COUNTER-INAUGURATION DAY ACTIONS
in San Francisco
Honolulu ,
New Jersey
and everywhere in between.
TURN YOUR BACK ON BUSH has events lined up for L.A., wichita and several European cities.
Go do whatever you want.
I am not about telling people what they should do.
That isn't why you came here, is it? So someone would tell you what you should feel like doing?
Neh.Not me. Not today.
Last night one of my colleagues made a rookie mistake that almost cost hundreds of lives.
That same night, ironically, my boss had bought Chinese food for our crew for working so hard.
I got a cookie with the fortune, "Wherever thou art,be thou there."
I've been keeping a journal of how I spend my time since 2005 started. It's some shit.
Worse than reading your girlfriend's diary. Worse than trying on lingerie under a naked 75-watt bulb.
So I decided to get more out of my life by actually, you know, enjoying my days.
Putting my mind into whatever I'm doing, so I'm not looking at the curtain over my lover's shoulder, for instance, or cussing out the flights who are interrupting my blog-surfing.
What, you think that's easy? Just doing what you're doing without trippin' on the next thing?
It's tough. Slooooooow.
Worse than watching mold form. Worse than going fishing with your grandfather.
Until ,you know,it isn't. A space snaps open like a parachute, and you are in it, in a zone. Like playing with a baby.
The world quits getting on your nerves. And oh yes, it's harder to fuck up ATC messages when you're whole mind is on it.
One of the ways I've decided to 'be there'is at this place-
WE ARE WHAT WE DO
Well, more on that later.
So go wherever you want, but Be There.
ANI DIFRANCO LYRICS
"Paradigm"
I was born to two immigrants
Who knew why they were here
They were happy to pay taxes
For the schools and roads
Happy to be here
They took it seriously
The second job of citizenry
My mother went campaigning door to door
And holding to her hand was me
I was just a girl in a room full of women
Licking stamps and laughing
I remember the feeling of community brewing
Of democracy happening
But I suppose like anybody
I had to teach myself to see
All that stuff that got lost
On its way to church
All that stuff that got lost
On its way to school
All that stuff that got lost
On its way to the house of my family
All that stuff that was not lost on me
Teach myself to see each of us
Through the lens of forgiveness
Like we're stuck with each other (god forbid!)
Teach myself to smile and stop and talk
To a whole other color kid
Teach myself to be new in an instant
Like the truth is accessible at any time
Teach myself it's never really one or the other
There's a paradox in every paradigm
I was just a girl in a room full of women
Licking stamps and laughing
I remember the feeling of community brewing
Of democracy happening
Jib Jab Second Term
