This takes me right back to high school days- when riding the el was the path to urban adventure and I felt cosmopolitan and riddled with daydreams and possibilities, playing hooky and wandering the 1970’s streets of Philadelphia …
The Pennycandystore beyond the El
is where I first
fell in love
Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom
of that september afternoon
A cat upon the counter moved among
the licorice sticks
and tootsie rolls
and Oh Boy Gum
Outside the leaves were falling as they died
A wind had blown away the sun
A girl ran in
Her hair was rainy
Her breasts were breathless in the little room
Outside the leaves were falling
and they cried
Too soon! too soon!
Meanwhile … the Phillies lost yesterday and the Mets won. How quickly comes that sinking feeling!
HollyCornblog (who will be 50 tomorrow) sent along this comment she saw on The Huffington Post and found apt … “Mr. Paulson urged lawmakers “to enact this bill quickly and cleanly, and avoid slowing it down with other provisions that are unrelated or don’t have broad support.”
You know something is up when Paulson makes the rounds on TV shows to promote this bill. When Cheney gets involved we know that the WENDIGOS are hungry again.
Wendigo: noun. From native mythology: An insatiable malevolent, violent, cannibal spirit that possesses humans that have tasted human flesh and turns them into monsters. The Wendigo will devour the entire hunt, and still hungry will eat the people of the village if the hunters fail to constantly refresh the monster’s table.
Feeding the monster will not end the problem.
Oh – and here’s a good article titled “Mean Girl” from Salon offering some insight (from some who know her) into Sarah Palin’s ambition and political rise.