I was going to publish this on July 5. That’s how much nothingness has been going on. Still no photos. I can’t even keep up with the snails. I missed the film festival here, various parades and holidays, movie after movie, and likely, so much more. The rain has mostly disappeared, but at the time I wrote this, we were in the middle of daily drenchings.
We’ve had so much rain the caracoles (snails) are everywhere, including climbing the kitchen window.
I’m a sucker for
gorgeous music when overlaid on visuals of everyday
those who change lives bring tears
This troop is part of the Western Washington Girl Scout organization that returned a $100,000 donation because it came with the restriction that it could not support any activities involving transgirls.
There are conservatives who think the whole thing is bogus. That the bigoted benefactor doesn’t exist.
Today in history
What, to the American slave, is your Fourth of July? I answer: a day that reveals to him, more than all other days of the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is a constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sounds of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your denunciation of tyrants, brass fronted impudence; your shouts of liberty and equality, hollow mockery; your prayers and hymns, your sermons and thanksgivings, with all your religious parade and solemnity, are, to Him, mere bombast, fraud, deception, impiety, and hypocrisy-a thin veil to cover up crimes that would disgrace a nation of savages.
Rochester, New York
July 5, 1852