In times of old, The Furies protected Mother Right. If a mother (or any woman) was harmed, The Furies swooped down and took their vengeance. They were one of the last vestiges of a world that existed before the patriarchy. When we feel righteous anger, it is The Furies who are calling out to us to make what is wrong right again.

Saturday, June 12, 2004

Lettuce Knot Fourget 

It's 2:00 a.m. I've washed the dishes (speaking of unnatural cleaning urges—see earlier "Stepford" post) and I’ve got The Andromeda Strain on in the background. I first saw this movie in high school with a bunch of my girlfriends. (Or would that be a gaggle of girlfriends, a group of girlfriends, a herd of girlfriends, a band, troop, leash, business? Stop me!) Or else I saw it with my girlfriends when it was on TV, and we were having a sleepover. I may be getting two events mixed up. I remember getting drunk, and my girlfriends tried to get me to drink coffee. It's the only cup of coffee I've ever had in my life, and I only drank half of that. Yuck. Later that night, or another night, still dressed in my nightie, plus jeans, I stole my girlfriend's car keys (not to mention her car) and went for a drive. It was after 2:00 in the morning. I don't remember being drunk, so it may have been a different night. I was lonely, and I think I had broken up with my boyfriend, so I took a drive near his house. This was all out in the country on dark and deserted roads. The police stopped me. It wasn't my car, and I didn't realize there was an empty bottle of liquor on the floor in the back. Fortunately, the cops let me go. Which was a good thing, since I didn't know how I was going to explain driving this car that wasn't mine. I think I just told the police the truth, and they let me go.

Here's an post on an interesting blog. I admire these writers who are able to get up the energy to be coherent about what's happening in our world every day. Most days I can't even be coherent about what's happening in my own little corner of the universe. This post is about one of the Pentagon lawyers who is involved in "presidential torture powers." I haven't had time to check out all the facts in the blog, so I'm hoping it's credible. I'll let you know if I find out it's not.

It's 2:08 a.m. Now what?
Posted by: Kim Antieau / 6/12/2004 01:51:00 AM
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