The current This Week magazine reports that in Argentina 144,000 women have gone off the pill this year because they can no longer afford it, and condom sales have shrunk 20 percent in recent months….
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CAN I BE A POET, TOO?
Published October 9, 2019 by Nan MykelWilliam Carlos Williams Wrote “The Red Wheelbarrow” in 1923:
so much depends
upon
a red wheel barrow 
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens.
ooooooooooooo
Nan wrote “The Black Chalkboard” circa 2015:
so much
depends
upon a black
chalk board
covered with equations
beside the gray
waste basket.
IF I WERE A PENGUIN
Published October 8, 2019 by Nan Mykel
If I were a penguin–
my life a carpet rolled
out for me to follow
from beginning to end–
I would want to rebel.
What is the use of us,
I’d ask, Why are we here?
No free will for penguins?
I’d want to rebel if
Fate and instinct were one
and the same. But if I
really were a penguin,
then I would never know.
nm circa 2016
WHAT A GOOD IDEA…
Published October 8, 2019 by Nan MykelWhile still trying to organize my “stuff,” I came across a article in The Atlanta Journal from Thursday, June 6, 1968, with what seems like a good idea. Headline of the article (on page 19A) was RFK DEATH SPARKS VOWS HERE TO PUSH HARD FOR GUN LAW. Hey, why didn’t I think of that!
Kennedy died at 1:44 A.M. PDT, on June 6, nearly 26 hours after the shooting. He was only 42-years-old and was survived by his wife and 11 children. His last child, Rory, was born six months after the assassination….Five others were shot during Sirhan’s attack.
OUT OF SIGHT…
Published October 7, 2019 by Nan MykelIt causes grief, yes, if we let ourselves become ruthlessly aware of the cruelty afoot in the
world this minute. The limited contents of our consciousness serve us well, as exemplified by an attachment in my e-mail by a person working on their MBA sitting in a cheerful cafe marveling at how good life on earth is…Pleasant, no big wars, etc….We just don’t stop to enjoy it.
I would probably go crazy if I were to personally witness one half of the cruelty existing all over the world today, even in the USA. I couldn’t stand to see a babe ripped screaming from his mother’s arms and…Then I realize how I protect myself from awareness that the meat I eat may be someone’s pet grown up or, worse, an animal that was never anyone’s pet. I am not strong enough yet to quit paying others who raise, butcher and sell to the likes of me. I was reading an article in an old issue of Utne magazine that observed that “We could feed one billion more people if we used land to grow food rather than feed.” Utne Mar-Apr 1992 (#59). I hope black beans and brown rice don’t feel pain.
“Absolute immunity from criminal process of any kind.”
Published October 7, 2019 by Nan MykelA federal judge on Monday dismissed a lawsuit brought by President Donald Trump in his effort to block a subpoena issued by the Manhattan district attorney’s office for eight years of Trump’s tax returns, rejecting the President’s “extraordinary” claim that any occupant of the White House enjoys “absolute immunity from criminal process of any kind.”
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Insight Reblog
Published October 7, 2019 by Nan Mykelp
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TO THOSE WHO THINK SURVIVORS ARE DRAMA QUEENS
Published October 5, 2019 by Nan MykelHas the #Me Too movement gotten to the backlash stage yet? It will, in part because people are so incredibly nauseated by even thinking about sexual abuse, and most especially incest.
I just came across a chapter which escaped the garbage several years ago, by Philip Ney and Anna Peters, who treat inest surivors. The article, Despair: Saying Good-bye to What Might Have Been or Could Be, deals with “The discrepancy between what they are and what they could have been produces an enormous incipient rage.”
“…They cannot recapture their childhood. Their needs will never be met. ..They can never become what they were designed to become…”
No one can re-create that loveless childhood because each building block is age and stage specific. A small example: I’m a survivor of my father’s incestuous behavior. I persevered into becoming a survivor through excellent psychotherapy and escape into academia, but at the gut level I am always tense, if not afraid, of men. And that’s half the human race!
Don’t get me wrong–I’m relatively content, even happy at times, but I know I’m not whole.
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Not That I’m Paranoid Or Anything, but…
Published October 3, 2019 by Nan Mykel
Does anyone keep tabs on the internet broadcasting subliminal messages? Some of the news blogs I get have suspiciously repeating little scenarios on the side without any obvious message. Maybe they’re subliminal to the watchdogs, too. I’d just like to know if they do, whether it’s advertisements or political.
Frustration
Published October 2, 2019 by Nan MykelI want to wring the sponge of life,
gut the belly of the Milky Way
but when it starts to rain
I go inside. Damn.
nm 1981