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I KNOW I SHOULD TAKE TIME TO BE…

Published September 20, 2022 by Nan Mykel

 

 

 

 

…. a little friendlier,  but I feel time’s winged chariot and I want to say as much as is there…here.

When I first began blogging I saw that new sites said things like “Welcome, pull up a chair and visit.  So glad you stopped by.  I’m Nan, and I’ll answer every comment.  Please make yourself at home.”  But no, I didn’t have time for cordiality.  Well, I saw my doctor earlier today and he said he would visit my blog, and he’ll see my limited appeal.  I think I’ve been conning him….

No prob.  Just wishing I was better organized, but a little late for that, eh what?  One of my problems is not having enough friends to sit and chew the fat with, “in reality.”

If tugging on your coattails and begging you to pay attention to me doesn’t work, I’ll just have to try and re-script my personality so it’s more …something.  Aw shucks, do I have to be nicer?

Smile.

Etcetera, etcetera…

Published September 20, 2022 by Nan Mykel

 

 

 

 

SQUARE watermelons?  My daughter who was just up to Athens for a visit told me about square watermelons, that in China perhaps it was that when watermelons get to a certain size they bind them so that they continue growing as squares.  I had trouble believing that but when I looked it up on Google I discovered that on the internet you can purchase square watermelon seeds.  The two stories don’t quite fit together, and maybe the seed ad was a joke, but what do you think?  I’m tempted to reject  the idea out of hand but then I’m an old fogey I know.  I don’t like messing with nature or much else, but politics.

COIN  dollar bills?  She also brought with her some coins that said they were one dollars worth of USA money.  I didn’t believe her, and insisted she try to  buy something at Seaman’s next door with them.  She was successful, to my surprise.  They sure do different down south!  I had suspected they were bitcoins or something.  At my recent birthday party, which she threw for me, no one had heard of such a thing, either.

Those Were the Days, My Friend…

Published September 20, 2022 by Nan Mykel

I thought they’d never end…Just thought I’d share this old entry from a book published some time ago.  Since I don’t want to invade privacy I won’t even tell you where I got it:

DAILY CHORES

Papa was always an early riser.  Winter and summer he got up at 5 o’clock.  Long before light we would  hear him shaving off a few splinters of lightwood to kindle a fire in our bedroom heater. From there he went to grandpa’s room, made a fire in the fireplace, then carried a shovel of coals to the old kitchen in the yard. He brought two buckets of water from the spring, whistling as he went. This was only the beginning of Papa’s morning chores.  He fed the horses and hogs and milked and fed the cows before returning to the house for breakfast.

In the meantime, the women had their chores.  Aunt M cooked breakfast. There were hot biscuits with bacon, sausage or other meat or eggs, fried apples, coffee and milk, the last brought to the dining room table in china pitchers, one for buttermilk and one for sweet milk.  In our early childhood the coffee was roasted in our oven and ground fresh for each meal.

Mother made a fire in the dining room stove and set the  table for breakfast, making sure that there was plenty of butter, honey, preserves and sorghum molasses in the center of the table. She also made the beds and helped us children get ready for school.  A’s hair was sometimes short and had a little curl, but mine was very long and straight and had to be combed and braided by Mother.

Aunt N helped prepare grandma and grandpa for breakfast. Grandma was an invalid and was served her meals in her room from the time she broke her hip when I was seven years old.  Grandpa was very deaf, but usually had good health until the last year or two of his life.

After breakfast everyone had other duties.  Papa began whatever farm work was in season, overseeing hired help, caring for farm animals, tools, machinery, harness, etc.  Mother raised chickens, cared for the milk and butter with help from Aunt M, A. and me, helped with the house work and with caring for Grandma and Grandpa, sold surplus chickens, eggs, butter and milk and, occasionally vegetables to help with family expenses and to put away savings to send her children to high school and college.

Aunt N took the responsibility of caring for Grandma and Grandpa, but was helped by Mother and other family members as needed.  She also supervised the house-cleaning downstairs and raised beautiful flowers.  I remember, especially, her violets, roses, August lilies and chrysanthemums.  Aunt M did most of the cooking.  This was done in the old kitchen in the back yard until 1918.  Food was brought hot to the table for breakfast and dinner….Too dry cake was served with a sauce.  Many ways were found to use left-overs…..

THE EAR SAGA

Published September 20, 2022 by Nan Mykel

 

The Real Story of Vincent Van Gogh’s Severed Ear  (From <https://www.vincentvangogh.org/van-gogh-ear.jsp>)

Vincent Van Gogh’s legacy is more than his considerable influence on the direction of Western art. It extends beyond his visionary Post-Impressionistic collection of paintings. The artist’s impulsive act of self-mutilation just before Christmas in 1888 is a key part of the Van Gogh legacy, and new theories regarding what really happened that dark night in Arles, France, continue to fuel an ongoing controversy.

The Arles Experiment

Early in 1888, Van Gogh moved to the south of France where he rented the so-called Yellow House in the town of Arles. There, he created his well-known Sunflowers paintings as well as nearly 300 other artworks.

At Van Gogh’s invitation, Paul Gauguin arrived in Arles in October 1888.  (One author believes it was  Van Gogh’s brother who paid Gauguin to visit). The two painted side by side in the Yellow House for nearly nine weeks. Their relationship was sometimes companionable but often volatile, with Gauguin frequently on the verge of returning to Paris. Matters came to a head on December 23 when the two men quarreled, and Van Gogh ended up with a severed ear and a trip to a nearby mental institution.  (The quarrel has been reported as being about whether it is best to portray reality or what is inside the artist, with Van Gogh favoring the former.

The Official Narrative

The widely accepted story of Van Gogh’s severed ear is that during the quarrel that night, Gauguin stormed out the house. In a fit of madness, Van Gogh grabbed a straight razor and followed, intending his friend harm, but returned home instead. There, he used the weapon on himself, slicing off one ear. He wrapped the wound and delivered the appendage to a maid at the town brothel. In the morning, the police had him taken to the hospital. Gauguin subsequently packed his bags and left for Paris.

ANOTHER VERSION OF THE STORY:  GAUGHIN GRABBED THE RAZOR BLADE AND CUT OFF VAN GOGH’S EAR.  PRESUMABLY TO PROTECT HIS FRIEND FROM BEING ARRESTED, VAN GOGH CLAIMED HE HAD DONE IT HIMSELF.

 

WHAT’S WHAT

Published September 19, 2022 by Nan Mykel

The following is a listing of active right-wing groups in Ohio or their supporting connections in other states who support taking money from public schools and funding religious and/or charter schools. Since the proliferation of such groups may be confusing, I thought it may be useful to provide a list of them for our own education. They are far-right groups that influence the Ohio Legislature.   If curious, please seek out dianeravitch  and read the details.  Her primary source appears to be Jan Resseger:

The Buckeye Institute

CCV (The Center for Christian Virtue)

Heritage Action

ALEC  (American Legislative Exchange Council)

The Heritage Foundation

Ed Choice

Ohio Christian Education Network

Thomas Fordham Institute

Hillsdale College Barney Charter School Initiative – (Barney Family Foundation)

If I was a black person in America I would…

Published September 19, 2022 by Nan Mykel

…be what?  Can you even imagine it, if you’re not black?  Would you be angry?  Afraid?  Depressed?  It’s difficult to even guess.  Possibly all three.  I’m pretty good at empathy, but I can’t even imagine how discouraging it must be.  Although Google does not have the information I came across somewhere recently, I read that “Black Matters” is a different viewpoint than “Black Lives Matter,” and then I actually saw a “Black Matters” sign in a neighbor’s yard…..But Google doesn’t have any information on the shorter version, just as it had only a limited list of paramilitary groups in the United States when I last looked.  (But lots on domestic violence).

I ran into a new Word Press blog tonight that denied we are a racist country.  Since I had just finished an article in the December 2020 Harpers magazine quoting Lyndon Johnson, I wrinkled my brow:

“If you can convince the lowest white man he’s better than the best colored man, he won’t notice you’re picking his pocket.  Hell, give him somebody to look down on, and he’ll empty his pockets for you.” Though disenfranchisement of African Americans was officially outlawed in 1965, the Supreme Court soon endorsed felony disenfranchisement, which by the time of the 2016 election barred more than six million mostly non-white Americans from voting.  If there was ever a heyday of American democracy it was recent and short-lived.  (Page 51-56)

The title of the Harper’s essay is “The Silenced Majority–Can America still afford democracy?”  by Rana Dasgupta, p 47-56).

LET’S ALL MAKE SURE WE PROTECT DEMOCRACY ON NOVEMBER 8TH (Annie’s attempt to create a helpful candidates guide)

Published September 18, 2022 by Nan Mykel

Incredibly useful! Thanks.

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With the completion of the primaries on September 13 and the midterm elections less than two months away, it’s time to zero in on particular candidates who have been targeted by the Republicans, and/or those I feel are especially worthy of your votes, active support, and any dollars you can spare. My goal has been to cover as many of the key races as I can.

Wherever possible, I’ve linked to substantive information about the candidates. If you want to donate–and even a few dollars are helpful–many of them are linked to ActBlue.

This is a companion piece to my previous post, How to Be a Part of the Solution, which contains organizations working to protect democracy that can also use your support.

In view of rising reports of vote suppression campaigns already under way, please check your own situation soon—to make sure…

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Mother Earth yes, but…

Published September 18, 2022 by Nan Mykel

Evergreen

 

Here’s the problem: Nearly one-third of all climate pollution comes from the transportation sector—and most transportation policy decisions are made at the state level.

Here’s the solution: The U.S. Department of Transportation has proposed a rule to hold states accountable for tracking pollution and setting reduction targets.

Here’s our opportunity: Sign an official public comment in support of this critical new rule—we need to speak up right now to overcome the special interests trying to kill it.The Inflation Reduction Act and the Infrastructure Investment and Jobs Act have sent billions to the states—but it’s going to take bold state leadership to turn that money into climate action.  Along with reducing pollution, this proposed rule would help steer infrastructure investments toward vehicle electrification, public transportation, and improvements for other sustainable modes of travel like biking and walking.  This can’t happen fast enough. But business elites and certain Senate Republicans are pushing back against this common-sense reform. Those of us who care about reducing climate pollution have to speak up:

Go to their site to sign up.  I have too much trouble doing anything to endorse electric cars, or robots or any kind of human substitutes, or gadgets that will tell you what the temperature is instead of me taking the trouble to open the door and seeing.  The jobs they are taking by replacement and the smarts we have developed so far will be whittled away, and robots have no ethics built in.  See my earlier post about a prize-winning painting done by a robot.  Stuck in a no-win situation.  Evolution will drop out our smarts needed for survival if we don’t need/use them any more.  I know that’s not a grown-up response to the overall problem, but a grown-old one.  Yawl are younger than me, so go for it!

I’m So Glad….

Published September 18, 2022 by Nan Mykel

I didn’t promise not to mention DeSantis again:  A shortie from Daily Kos staffer Joan McCarter on September 16:

Lawyers for Civil Rights, which is based in Boston, is providing free legal services to the migrants. The group also says that it is investigating claims by migrants that they were tricked or sent against their will into taking the flights by DeSantis, making it a possible violation of human trafficking laws.

DeSantis remains belligerent and monstrous and promises this will continue. He says he has people in Texas who are intercepting Venezuelans seeking refuge in Florida, where they likely have family they want to rejoin. “What we’re trying to do is profile, ‘OK, who do you think is trying to get to Florida?’ You’re trying to identify who’s most likely to come.” Are DeSantis’ “people” in Texas the DHS agents who allegedly helped him essentially kidnap these 48 people, including families with children?

The Department of Justice needs to be investigating this now. That was true before the allegations emerged that federal employees—agents of the DHS—were complicit in DeSantis’ monstrous stunt. Those allegations make a federal investigation imperative, and urgent.

 

 

a small emergency

Published September 16, 2022 by Nan Mykel

Yesterday, while I was celebrating (?) the arrival of my 87th birthday, I learnedf that my Downs daughter had woken up with 3 bones in her right foot broken.  Another red-headed daughter and I are heading down to GDC in Gallipolis to visit, and may stay overnight in a motel.  (Last Septermber I broke two bones in my own right foot.  Spooky, huh?)

We just roll with the punches.

 

 

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