Ooh! I have a three day weekend. We're going to see Riordan Mansion in Flagstaff to look at the nifty Arts & Crafts architecture and Craftsman furniture.
Sadly, it's one of the many state parks that are closing this month due to the state budget crunch. Homolovi Ruins, near our home, is also closing, and I am gravely worried that irreparable damage to the ruins will result without security.
Peanut butter and banana won, actually.
The simple list is the list of things my sister does actually get het up about.
Except marketing. I can't bring myself to get mad at marketing. But other than that, she's got a pretty sensitive view of the world, but she has to take steps to shut herself off from certain sources of news because it puts a stranglehold on how she lives.
She doesn't ignore well. She boycotts a lot.
But I can pick up a plastic spoon with a lot less stress than her, or one of those veggie plastic bags in the supermarket. For her it's a stress cycle every single time. I have no idea how she functions.
Yeah, that's why I think it's OK. There's no way I could care enough to do anything about everything important and still function. So I take on my things, and let other people handle the rest.
I have no idea how my sister functions either. But that's for very different reasons.
A luge athlete from Georgia, Nodar Kumaritashvili, was killed in a crash in training on the Olympic track
Damn. I heard he was seriously injured.
Athletes have complained about the safety of the luge track, the fastest in the world. He flew off the track and slammed into an unpadded pole.
For her it's a stress cycle every single time. I have no idea how she functions.
I am your sister, at least to some extent. I pretty much always think about the environmental/social impacts of everything I do. But frequently I shrug and do it anyway.
I've read part of this
Atlantic
article, and it's depressing as fuck:
How a New Jobless Era Will Transform America
The Great Recession may be over, but this era of high joblessness is probably just beginning. Before it ends, it will likely change the life course and character of a generation of young adults. It will leave an indelible imprint on many blue-collar men. It could cripple marriage as an institution in many communities. It may already be plunging many inner cities into a despair not seen for decades. Ultimately, it is likely to warp our politics, our culture, and the character of our society for years to come.
I think I need to curl up in a corner with a bottle of booze and cry....
I score pretty well on carbon footprint just by virtue of living in an apartment with no car and not travelling a lot. I figure my using plastic spoons is the least of the earth's worries.