Tuesday, October 21, 2008

My favorite squeeze, well, one of them

My country tis of thee, sweet land of libertyIt could be interesting to sit down, salon-style, to discuss the issues on the ballot.  The opinions and advertisements shown on TV overshadow the ballot completely, as of course, an advertisement will not give accurate information by any stretch of the imagination.  

I read a blog recently, yesterday to be exact, which talked a bit about families gathering to eat together, out of big bowls.  I also have read "The Alice B. Toklas' Cookbook" which has  the most fattening recipes known to woman, and having tried a couple of them, very delicious, but that is not the point.  The point is, that Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Toklas had gatherings at their home(s) to read poetry to one another, to read chapters of books-in-progress, to discuss political stuff.  They were ex-patriots, living in France, renting amazing places, nearly starving because they were not born there yet surviving by sharing with neighbors, and when I was in Paris I stood at the gate to their house, on their street.  Awed, because after reading books it always amazes me to see, rather, stand in or on the place about which I have read. 

One October I stood at the feet of the Statue of Liberty, climbed into her carrying my First Granddaughter (daughter of my First Daughter) in her fantastic baby carrier.  The Statue of Liberty is awesome.  Read about her!  I believe she is from France, too.  We ate apples so crisp they popped when bitten, spraying juice over anyone near.  Golly, that was 10 years ago.

I am sewing napkins for a silent auction.  They have evolved into bright colors with a little black Scotty dog sewed on the back like a signature.  No one will know I made them, because of course, I put Dalmations and Labradors on everything.  They are cool though.  And while I am pressing the edges, snipping threads and sewing, I think.  And think.  And think.  This is where this idea of discussing the ballot came in. 

The radio voice seeped into my consciousness, like the yellow October light washing over every leaf, and the ravens discussing in raspy voices, "...capitalism has an interesting relationship with democracy..."   




Sorrow said...

20 years ago we had a "late september dogs" party.
It was a hair brained idea that my gal Maria and i came up with,because my Dog was born in Late september, and because i loved the Melissa Etheridge tune by that name.
What transpired was conversations of introspection, and fun.
we ate out of the same bowl, and talked about the upcoming election ( that would have been Bush Senior) and all of what was good in the world.
There is something magical about folks coming together...

laughingwolf said...

i recall my climb up lady liberty... was in august, humidity near killed me

great post :)

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