I’ve been such a bad blogger. I know! I know! I hope to tell you of the fruits of my non-blogging labor soon. I did, however, just post a blog on my HuffPo page. This single gal needed a little pick me up, so I wrote it myself: Ten Tremendous Women Who Never Married. Check it out!
Archive for October, 2009
Interesting article in the Times about the growing trend of people taking their anger (at each other) out on Twitter. Be careful, you might get sued . . .
My mother wrote me a poem and read it at my 30th birthday party. She just gave me that paper version last night, and I thought I’d share.
By Carol O’Shea
Consider the edges ~ my love ~
Like the most delicate stationery that holds content so carefully crafted
& loving in design
Whose papery sheath is tissue soft & speckled with flecks of
Holding meaning forward to share ~ to tell ~ to discover . . .
But a strong carrier that will withstand time ~ 30 or other ~
Folded many times over to open and close and open again
With meaning held so dear . . .
But whose edges are a feathery design ~
Purposely allowing time to blend & sculpt & tumble meaning into
Shining Gems ~ like Cape May diamonds ~
Hold lightly the edges ~ my love.
I saw the movie Capitalism: A Love Story on Friday. I like Michael Moore. I do. If, for no other reason, he pushes buttons and he gets us all talking about important issues we may not have paid as close attention to otherwise. What I am most grateful for regarding Capitalism is that I was introduced to Jonas Salk. He created the vaccine for polio. Moore was lamenting that there aren’t more people like Salk in the world. I’ve heard President Obama say this too, that’s is sad because so many would be doctors and engineers choose to work in finance instead because they have so much debt when they get out of school. I agree that it’s sad, but I don’t know where to begin to solve the problem. Hopefully, the president has some ideas! In the meantime, this text is from Wikipedia on Salk:
He further endeared himself to the public by refusing to patent the vaccine for his personal profit, as he wished to see it disseminated as quickly and as widely as possible and patenting would have hampered this. When asked who owned the patent, Salk replied: “There is no patent. Could you patent the sun?”