Has the Whole World Gone...Sane?

Not yet, actually. But I'm getting some deeply perplexing vibes of lucidity from the crazy-pants wing of our country, as noted by the Washington Post

"Frustrated by the failure to overturn Roe v. Wade, a growing number of antiabortion pastors, conservative academics and activists are setting aside efforts to outlaw abortion and instead are focusing on building social programs and developing other assistance for pregnant women to reduce the number of abortions."

This should be straight from the Onion, right? Only in opposite-land could the nation's disembrained actually be considering this kind of approach. And yet, it goes on:

"Some of the activists are actually working with abortion rights advocates to push for legislation in Congress that would provide pregnant women with health care, child care and money for education -- services that could encourage them to continue their pregnancies."

And all it took was the collapse of the economy, a landslide political mandate for the Democrats, and the utter disarray that is the Christian/Republican alliance to bring about this fresh new perspective of pragmatism and compassion.

Well, not entirely:

"It's a sellout, as far as we are concerned," said Joe Scheidler, founder of the Pro-Life Action League. "We don't think it's really genuine. You don't have to have a lot of social programs to cut down on abortions."

"You don't work to limit the murder of innocent victims," said Judie Brown, president of the American Life League. "You work to stop it."

Not to get too hopeamacational on you all, but can you imagine a time when people like these are no longer taken seriously?

Preface (still): USB Cord continues missing, a family prays

The election night photo essay remains a dream, thanks to my inability to find that stinking cord which (magically) channels the pictures through the series of internet tubes to your eyes.

So instead, I bring you the lass who Boing Boing has dubbed "Amelie Jr."

For serious, she makes me all itchy to pop out a tiny person who might be as interesting. J.A., feel like making an illegitimate child? If we stopped paying rent we could totally afford it.


Once upon a time... from Capucha on Vimeo.

Preface: Or, I'm looking for a lost USB cord

Chicago

Hog Butcher for the World,
Tool maker, Stacker of Wheat,
Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler;
Stormy, husky, brawling,
City of the Big Shoulders:

They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your
painted women under the gas lamps luring the farm boys.
And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: yes, it is true I have seen
the gunman kill and go free to kill again.
And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the faces of women
and children I have seen the marks of wanton hunger.
And having answered so I turn once more to those who sneer at this my
city, and I give them back the sneer and say to them:
Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be
alive and coarse and strong and cunning.
Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on job, here is a tall
bold slugger set vivid against the little soft cities;
Fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action, cunning as a savage pitted
against the wilderness,
Bareheaded,
Shoveling,
Wrecking,
Planning,
Building, breaking, rebuilding,
Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with white teeth,
Under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young man laughs,
Laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has never lost a battle,
Bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse, and under his
ribs the heart of the people,
Laughing!
Laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of Youth, half-naked,
sweating, proud to be Hog Butcher, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,
Player with Railroads and Freight Handler to the Nation.

- Carl Sandburg

Liberté, Egalité, Fraternité

What a time to live in Chicago.

And while I've got some great things to share, for the moment I'm going to start with how much I like Le Monde:

"Le monde avait les yeux fixés sur l'élection américaine. Dès la confirmation de la victoire de Barack Obama, les messages de félicitations ont été diffusés sur tous les continents. L'espoir d'une nouvelle ère dans les relations entre les Etats-Unis et le reste de la planète, après huit ans d'administration Bush, domine nettement."

While J.A and I were waiting in line for the pizza tent in Grant Park, a Brazilian man began talking to us about how excited he was, and how lucky we were to be able to vote this year. It's a tremblingly hopeful thought, that we could very well be on our way to a time when I won't feel embarassed, or just apologetic, when admitting my citizenry to people.