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IF YOU BELIEVE THIS, GO…..

Published August 11, 2022 by Nan Mykel

 

 

 

 

 

 

STAND IN THE CORNER…

Republicans in Congress argued that none of these bills are necessary because the right to birth control and the right to same-sex marriage are safe. “In no way, shape or form is access to contraception limited or at risk of being limited,” Rep. Kat Cammack (R-Fla.) said during Thursday’s debate on the birth control bill. “The liberal majority is clearly trying to stoke fears and mislead the American people once again because in their minds stoking fear clearly is the only way that they can win.” (Yahoo News)

“The FBI has gone rogue and is doing the dirty work of a communist regime,” tweeted Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene (R-GA).

Boebert “In Venezuela, they eat the dogs, and it started because they do not have firearms to protect themselves, to defend themselves against a tyrannical government.”

“We save the babies, we’ll save America,”   Mike Pence told  conservative youth.

At least Bostelman apologized:  So easy to repeat motivated misunderstandings:  A Nebraska state lawmaker apologized on Monday after he publicly cited a persistent but debunked rumor alleging that schools are placing litter boxes in school bathrooms to accommodate children who self-identify as cats. State senator Bruce Bostelman, a conservative Republican, repeated the false claim during a public, televised debate on a bill intended to help school children who have behavioral problems. His comments quickly went viral, with one Twitter video garnering more than 300,000 views as of Monday afternoon, and drew an onslaught of online criticism and ridicule. Bostelman initially said he was “shocked” when he heard stories that children were dressing as cats and dogs while at school, with claims that schools were accommodating them with litter boxes.

Sorry, I can’t handle any more at present…..

Friend Felix Speaks Again

Published July 19, 2022 by Nan Mykel

4th of JULY:  GOOD GRIEF!

If you like pretty poems, please look away,

for here I lament decay, dying and death.

I’m not bemoaning my dying contemporaries,

who lately fall like old-growth trees in a forest.

Nor do I pre-grieve my own impending death.

 

My concern is for the fate of our democracy,

as it is doing a dangerous dance with doom.

Our precious political freedoms are eroding.

Our fractured center seems not to be holding.

 

Our democracy could be in its death throes.

Female bodily autonomy has been outlawed,

voting rights have been wantonly suppressed,

there is massive support for Trump’s Big Lie.

 

The Supreme Court defies the majority’s will.

Throughout our land gun fetishism flourishes.

Louder liars shout down the voices of veracity.

Violence grows, the environment degrades.

 

This Independence Day is a day of gloom.

Sadly I fly our tattered flag upside down.

Today I can’t sing Happy Birthday America!

In these dark days, I weep as I sing of thee.

 

Felix Gagliano,  July 2022

 

HO HO!

Published February 6, 2019 by Nan Mykel

“Can you type?”

“No.”

“Can you file?”

“No.”

“Can you take shorthand?”

“No.”

“How about simple bookkeeping?”

“No.”

“What on earth can you do?”

“Everything you can!”

 

The above was discovered in a delightful 1970 book of poetry, Come Into the Mountains, Dear Friend,  by Susan Polis Schutz  Blue Mountain Arts, Inc.

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As One of You Observed: Yes I do long for a Group

Published January 23, 2019 by Nan Mykel

My current posting on facebook:

What’s happened to Face Book? Unexplained (to me) Changes
 New fiends (Freudian error, I promise) have unexpectedly been added. I’m not agin’ them, I just don’t know them. Yet. Looks like I will soon, tho.
 I sat down to tap out the announcement that I’m contemplating starting a new group. It will begin the Sunday during

I wonder if…

which the first person joins. Don’t call me, please. I prefer e-mails, I even answer them. I’m deaf and tongue-tied on the phone, as many marketers will vouch. Re the envisioned weekly group, tentatively known as the confidential Women’s Poetry Support Group: 

Membership initially limited from 2 to 12 females by birth or choice. Time one hour with freedom always to go longer. Revolving leadership after group has solidified. Members will either bring a poem they have currently or formerly authored which either expresses or elicits feelings. Ideally members would provide readable copies of their poem so members can read and listen at the same time. Group will begin with each member stating how they are feeling at the moment, and the immediate antecedents. Goal is growth rather than fixing, like the spirit of the former women’s consciousness raising groups. Rudeness, aggression, hostility, put-downs or non-acceptance will be greeted with the banging of metal on metal (spoons battering pans).

 Preference will be given to those not currently in another poetry group. The group will not aim to siphon off other poetry group’s members. I hope to meet in my apartment Sunday nights at 7 pm; parking across the street at the credit union.

Obviously there will be no videotaping of meetings.   nmykel@gmail.com

belliboneone re-blog on transgender vulnerability

Published March 22, 2018 by Nan Mykel

Remembering our Dead, February 2018

 

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Earlier today I received a call from a dear friend, another transgender woman. Some weeks back, two trans women she knew went missing. Their bodies were recently found and have now been identified.

THIS is what happens to people like me in this country based on hatred and violence.

THIS is what happens to people like me in this country where it is just fine to treat my existence as a joke.

THIS is what happens to people like me in a world where I am not entitled to dignity, where my most profound inner experience of who I am is blithely brushed aside as a whim or a lifestyle choice.

THIS is what happens to people like me when my life has no value whatsoever.

We wind up murdered in garbage bags.

You want to know why the real murder rate of trans women is much, much higher than the numbers cited on Days of Remembrance? Look no further.

One of the victims, who was also very definitely a trans woman, was identified by the police and the press as a man and called by her dead name, which I refuse to write here. They are using an old picture of her, one that was probably provided by her family.

I imagine that her family is insisting on the misgendering and the use of  her dead name and the use of an image she would have found profoundly abhorrent in ways that cisgender people can never understand.

I suppose her family won in the end.

Even in death she is not allowed to be who she was. The friend who called me, who has good reason not to trust her relatives, says she is going to burn the remaining pictures she has from her old life.

I have a request. If I am murdered, please let me be me.

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