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Dream Parodox

Originally posted on beverlyanna:

By Beverly Anna

I had a strange dream last night
I was perched in the balcony of an old fashioned movie theater

I felt strange, like I didn’t belong amid those faceless people

Parodoxically, I could see myself on that filmy screen wearning my long, white, winter nightgown

Like an old time movie …everything was black and white with shades of grey
It seems , I was the main character..
Actually, the only character on screen, but one of many faceless people in the audience
I was starring in my own late night movie
Me watching me.
In the scene , I heard a strange whisper calling to me
I floated down the hall
As if by magic, I was standing before a large window

I could see far and wide
Everything out there was covered with a clean, white blanket of snow
An old shovel was perched against a…

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Mama D'Avolio from Macri's Italian Grille

Mama D’Avolio from Macri’s Italian Grille

If you are interested in a history of Niagara’s early Italian culinary traditions, then this is the book for you! Written and compiled by The Italian Research Group at the Lewiston Public Library this is the story of your favorite restaurants, grocery stores, bakeries, pizzerias and so much more.

Buon Appetito is now available at the following website:

https://www.createspace.com/4863658

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Regular Days

Originally posted on beverlyanna:

By Beverlyanna

Regular days are like the air we breathe
or the Sun that rises every single morning
We just don’t seem to notice… that is, till they’re gone…
We hustle and bustle with our plans for the day
Taking for granted… that air and that sun… that mundane routine
Until that one day when time seems to stop
And everything changes
Suddenly the struggle for that regular day becomes a daily battle
Air is heavy and the sunlight hides behind heavy, dark cloud

Regular days are precious
They fashion one’s life with
A golden thread of gentle moments and normal routines woven together
They create the tapestry of life
Once broken, the thread takes time to mend
It is a difficult task to reconnect the severed threads together again.

I long for those regular days now vanished… forever
Those early morning yawns with my husband , sharing breakfast, making…

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Media Omissions

One of the things I notice about media coverage of Obama and the current VA scandal: most of the discussions and news reports concentrate almost solely on the action or inactions of Obama and almost completely overlook or ignore the role of others.

For example, the complete and total obstruction of the Republican Congress to all things Obama. This Congress has consisttenly and unabashedly refused to cooperate wih him in any way and has also consistently refused to approve funds for veterans afairs, including such known issues as a deep shortage of doctors and supporting medical staff.

In my mind, the Republican obstruction is reprehensible and un-American, especially in light of the known fact that the flood of veterans needing help is directly attributable to the wars and military actions of preceeding Republican administraions.

The media needs to get out of its overly simplistic approach to news reporting. The public deserves it.

 

The Republicans have recently unleashed an all out assault on President Obama and Attorney General Holder, accusing them of racism for having had the audacity to accuse the Republican of whining and sniveling about various and sundry perceived failings of Obama and Holder.

This is distinctly odd given the record of individual and institutionalized racism in this country. Consider:

–Almost three hundred years of slavery, beginning in the Colonies and extending until 1865, concluding only after a merciless Civil War which cost the lives of almost 600,000 Americans from both the North and the South.

–Followed by a hundred years of institutionalized segregation and mass murder of Blacks by Whites with virtual impunity. For example, from 1885 until 1945, about 5,000 Blacks were hanged, beaten, burned to death, and otherwise put to death by a variety of means with not a single White called to account.

–A six-year never-ending crescendo of accusations and racial epithets hurled at America’s first twice overwhelmingly elected Black President, ranging from code words such as lazy, haughty, and un-American punctuated by accusations that Obama was born in Kenya, Indonesia, or whatever other blatantly false birthplace came to mind.

–In this era of our first Black President, the Supreme Court has ruled twice on matters that an outside observer could only conclude were meant to suppress the votes of Blacks and elevate the ability of rich Whites to buy elections.

The current Republican race-tinged tactics are thus not surprising given the party’s weak to nonexistent appeal to Black voters and its outright opposition to any and all things Obama. The Party’s blatant antipathy to America’s Black voters reached a sustained crescendo several years ago when a Republican operative named Lee Atwater developed an attack strategy that promoted the use of “code words” such as “welfare queens” to signify black women on welfare. Atwater argued that the use of such abstract language would remove a candidate from direct and harsh terms like the N word and thus shield him or her from charges of racism.

Code words are still widely used, but today’s Republican are also harsh, direct, and unapologetic. These latter approaches are characteristic of the tactics of Karl Rove, a contemporary and ally of Lee Atwater.

Rove developed several campaign approaches that have elevated various clients to high office. Perhaps his most effective tactic has been an all out assault on an opponent’s strongest characteristic.

He successfully employed this approach in the Presidential Election of 2004. The candidates were Democrat John Kerry and Republican George Bush II. John Kerry was a decorated combat veteran of the Vietnam War. Bush served in the Texas Air National Guard as a fighter pilot but was never on active duty. Kerry’s military service was his strongest point; it was arguably Bush’s weakest.

Rove and his minions, the Swift Boat crowd, unleashed an all out assault on Kerry’s military record, questioning the accuracy of his official military citations and all but branding him an all-out liar and traitor. In the face of the Swift Boaters’ unrelenting attacks, Kerry’s responses seemed weak and ineffective. Needless to say, Bush handily carried the election.

The Rovian tactic was also employed successfully against Max Cleland, a Democrat and a disabled US Army veteran of the Vietnam War who lost two legs and an arm in that conflict, a recipient of the Silver Star and the Bronze Star for valorous actions in combat, lost an important Senatorial election in Georgia to non-veteran Saxby Chambliss. Chambliss’ campaign manged to brand Cleland a virtual traitor. If you guessed that Chambliss won, you are correct.

It isn’t surprising, then, that the Republicans recently unleashed their all-out assault on President Barack Obama and Attorney General Eric Holder, branding them as racists. Their crime: daring to call the Republicans to account for their own racist actions and egregious statements.

In Republican circles, what is good for the goose is not always good for the gander.

The March of TIme

Originally posted on beverlyanna:

By  Beverly anna

The march of time takes me on a journey that only I can travel

It is recorded  in perfect cadence and synchronicity
With  every beat of my heart…
They carry on together…

Time, marching along, never stopping 

Always  forward… never backward
While… beat by beat , moment by moment, 
My heart collects living  melodies 
And tucks them away for safe keeping in the attic of my soul

Until the day the  march stops
And there are no more beats to keep track of  the time

No more melodies  to  fashion

And my life’s symphony is done.

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Originally posted on beverlyanna:

By Beverly anna

Hitching a Ride on a Memory

By Beverlyanna

Did you ever try to hitch a ride on a memory ?
You know…  grab hold of it  and drift to another time and place.
It is almost like trying to catch the wind.
You can feel a memory,  you can see it in a photo or  hear it  in a song

But you can’t hitch a ride and go away with it

No matter how hard you may try.
Memories are fashioned  with air  and  precious  golden threads of time
They travel  down to earth on slow moving clouds
And land right smack  in your heart
And just as you try to climb aboard
They  drift away,  far beyond the horizon to some special place

That you cannot  go to

At least not yet.

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