Month: August 2019

Saturday tune

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As I prepared for bed last evening, Fearsome insisted on some YouTube time. We stumbled upon this beautiful piece. Being originally from Appalachia we found it both original yet nostalgic. Therefore today we share.

Rising Appalachia- Cuckoo – 2019

Simply beautiful!

Enjoy your Saturday!

Please stand with your Trans Brothers and Sisters

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James Corden made this video when the stirrings of the threat to oust our Trans brothers and sisters from the military. Unfortunately that then threat is now real.

Unfortunately the threat deepens as that “administration” has decided to push the discrimination further by now attempting to sway the SCOTUS to rule that title VII does not extend to sexual identity therefore enshrining discrimination via precedent. In other words the executive branch pressuring the judicial branch to interpret that anyone can discriminate against and fire (or deny housing to, or, or, or…) someone for simply being transgender. Anyone or any entity.

Please stand with your fellow human beings, in our very communities, who are simply living their lives, living them to the best of their abilities. What’s in between anyone’s legs is between them and their god or non-god. Period.

Oh, and mark my words, they aren’t planning on stopping here.

“First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out—                                                              Because I was not a socialist.

Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a trade unionist.

Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.”

…Martin Niemöller

Go ask Alice, when she’s ten feet tall

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50 years ago today:

Jefferson Airplane – White Rabbit – Grace Slick – Woodstock  – August 17, 1969

I don’t remember Woodstock even though one of the earliest memories I have is the Lunar landing in 1969. Woodstock is in good company as  I don’t remember Stonewall either. Even though 1969 is spotty in my memory bank, I am happy that I was around to  at the least remember a few events that happened in that year packed with many historical landmarks.