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Hometown: Coventry, Ct
Home country: USA
Current location: So California
Member since: Thu Apr 6, 2006, 04:38 AM
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You do know that she is not

a government employee, right? She doesn't get to write letters on senate or house stationary. She can't write bills. She's just an American citizen running for office at this point in time.

Sure, Manny.

Just like you did for me once, lashing out at me personally.

Something I will never forget. And something that not another soul on DU has ever done to me. Now, that's a solid.

Goooooo, Manny.

Nice flame bait headline you made up.

Proof that anything bad in the news can be attached to and/or blamed on Hillary Clinton.

Always thoughtful, H2O Man.

Though, not sure where I land here.

"Maybe keep this in mind, when you participate in conversations on this forum. Even those you naturally think of as annoying -- or simply as jackasses -- may be good people, who have been damaged by life. If that damage had been done to them physically, we would surely be patient with them. But instead, it is people who’s being has been injured by life. Be patient. Be compassionate. If necessary, disengage. But don’t react with anger or hostility. "

There is no doubt I've been damaged by life. Though I try not to lash out, and honestly, have throughout my life been a doormat. But the way I see things still means something. I try not to push even my most ardent agendas, with vitriol, insults, and false accusations.

It is so difficult for me to understand being mean and disrespectful of others to support a "democratic" candidate. But I will try to be more mindful of those who do. I'm sure many have suffered far worse than I, and I will try to remember that. We all have our own way of dealing with pain.

Your post made me cry.

I was just 7 years old when I became aware of my own white privilege. My mother had died a few months earlier. From what I remember she was just wonderful - loving and kind to everyone. Even after leaving my father because of violent abuse she still never uttered a negative word about him to my sister or me.

My father was the polar opposite of my mom. A card carrying Bircher who hated my mother's Russian family, calling them commies, and pretty much hating everyone, it seemed, especially people of color.

Up until then I didn't understand much about the people he raged against in the most vulgar of terms. Having lived most of my life up until then in rural Connecticut the only people I really knew were my many family members - cousins, uncles, aunts, and classmates from the same area. Pretty much all lily white.

So after my mom died we ended up in California, alone and away from any family, in my father's care. There were so many sad, despondent, and sometimes terrifying days with him, I remember.

It was back to school time and he took us out to shop for new school clothes. I was a small, skinny, awkward little girl. Small enough to hide under the racks of hanging clothes. There was a little black girl doing the same. Disappearing under the clothes. We played and giggled under those racks. It was like finding a soul mate. I was shocked. All the things my dad had told me.... I never imagined a little girl just like me could be one of the monsters he had raged about.

So here's the rub - thinking I had misunderstood what he had been telling me, I pointed this out to my father. She was just like me. A skinny little girl, with dark skin, happily playing under the racks of clothes with me. Not a monster. Not threatening. Just an awkwardly skinny little girl like me.

I got into a lot of trouble for what I said to him. A lot. Ended up with a fat lip in the store. But all I could think was OMG, OMG, that poor little girl. She did nothing wrong. She was just like me and my father hated her. Others (he tried to convince me) hated her too because her skin was dark. I remember wondering why I was so lucky. Why she wasn't. My life changed that day. I can't even define it completely. But I learned that my father was wrong. So, so wrong.

My heart aches for your dear little girl. Please, hug her for me when you have the chance. Life is just so unfair.

I am shocked.

I hate the NRA and their bull shit. Domestic violence means nothing to them. It is unfathomable to me that these pigs would try to help abusers to get their hands on guns.

So what was the president's

‘Profanity-Laced’ Rant Against the Press? I don't care to watch. Since you already have watched it and found it to be "informative and interesting, and credible", would you please tell us what President Obama said?

It could be "interesting" (if not "informative" or "credible") to those of us who can't imagine our president "ranting".

Why are we back to dropping our spacecraft

into the ocean, Apollo style? Does anyone know?

ETA: Now, after a few days, I wanted to thank all of you, DUers. This has been an amazingly informative thread (exactly what I had hoped for, this being DU, and all).

I apologize for my lack of replies but I've been learning, and have nothing to improve the discussion. Except, of course, thank you.

K&R (nt)

Earthquake: checking in So Orange County.

I still feel like I'm rolling. Like it's still going on.
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