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The Blogtastic Blogonator
September 2008
Wednesday September 10, 2008
Posted by: psloth at 12:30PM CST on September 10, 2008
Nobody had ever accused me of bloviating, until last week. Nobody had ever called me a #####bag either, until last week. I’ve marked last week on my calendar as an exceptional one.
Growing up, my mother’s sage advice, when I was confronted by bullies and name-callers, came in three simple words, “Just ignore them.”
What it lacked in practical, hands-on problem solving, it made up for in brevity. I’m sure my mother wanted to get me back out the door in a hurry and with my fists unclenched.
My mother, God rest her soul, died 20 years ago this October.
She never got to see what became of her misguided son, but I’m sure she’d be proud — proud that I’ve become a responsible citizen and as proud as any mother could be that her son decided to become a reporter (but I better check that out).
I think I know what she’d tell me if she heard I’d been called, in essence, a bloviating #####bag.
Had she lived I’m sure that, like my father, she wouldn’t be sitting in front of a computer checking up on me, to make sure that nobody called me names.
So it goes.
That’s what we do when we don’t agree, though. Call each other names, right?
In this cut-and-paste culture of ours, when what counts as political awareness is access to a computer and a firm grasp of the most basic online search tools, our discourse often degenerates into name calling when we struggle to get our point across.
After he became a U.S. citizen, my dad cast his first vote for Dwight Eisenhower in 1956, the year Eisenhower won his second term. My dad hasn’t missed an election since. My dad has voted reliably Republican ever since, with the exception of his vote for Ross Perot.
With a humble awareness of his own mortality, my dad, now 82, wondered aloud the other night if this might not be the last presidential election in which he casts a vote.
I asked my dad what he thought about the name-calling and mud-slinging that passes for American political discourse. To paraphrase him, it’s disgusting.
I don’t recall my mother being very vocal about her political beliefs, but I’m pretty sure I know what she’d say, “Just ignore them.”
Friday September 5, 2008
Posted by: psloth at 7:32PM CST on September 5, 2008
There’s still hope that I might some day be a heartbeat away from running this cantankerous little country I call home.
A boy from the hardscrabble suburbs of Chicago can dream, can’t he? The south suburbs, not those cushy John Hughes suburbs.
First off, I meet all the crucial requirements. To serve as Vice President, an individual must:
Be a natural born U.S. citizen — check. I was born in South Chicago Hospital. Not be younger than 35 — check. I turned 35 in March. Have lived in the U.S. for at least 14 years — check. See second requirement.
Now this: Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin, the Republican vice presidential candidate, didn’t finish her degree in four years, according to a story on the wires.
With each new dispatch from the presidential front, we learn a little bit more about John Sydney McCain’s pick for veep.
Today, I found out, thanks to the Associated Press, that Palin and I aren’t so different.
While I can’t field dress a moose and I don’t know anything about being a hockey mom or an executive, I, too, took a long time to finish my bachelor’s degree.
The headline on an AP story caught my eye: Palin's college experience: 5 schools in 6 years ...
The clouds parted and a ray of hope blinded this one-time south suburbanite.
It took me 13 years and three colleges before I finally got a degree in journalism — cue laught track. There were a few breaks in between. I even spent a year in technical college.
Since I didn’t go to Yale or Harvard, I guess my chances of calling the shots in the Oval Office are slim.
Bouncing from state school to state school before finishing a degree in this most loathed of professions, though, means at least there’s a shot at being second in command.
If not, I can always be governor.
God Bless America, indecision and student loans.
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While I write on a daily basis, as a reporter, I'm new to blogging.
Rather than mix business with pleasure, I've decided to use this blog for writing about subjects different from my work on the Education Beat. Since this is all new frontier to me, it may be a few days before I start a blog here devoted to education related topics, but I plan to do so. I'm no one trick pony. On this blog, I will occasionally wax poetic on a variety of delightful topics, like the ethics of Charlie Brown or finding spiritual nourishment from bad TV. All I ask is that, if you must comment, be kind. I do not suffer fools gladly. Enjoy! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() 0 rating(s)
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