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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.
Monday, January 24, 2005
Bad Day At Black Rock
No, not the movie. Just my little way of acknowledging that yes indeedy I know we had an inauguration and swearing in of a president. (Excuse me while I heave...) Sorry. I'm blissfully unaware of so much. No TV and only radio for those brief times I'm in the car. I did see the newspaper where Bush Sr. was defending the speech the Emperor With No Clothes gave. "No, no, he didn't really mean he wants to conquer the whole fucking world." Don't worry, world. You all remember Rome, dontcha?
On the bright side, RFK jr. may be running for Attorney General of NY state, a position his pop held, isn't it? He says, "The Republicans are 95 percent corrupt and the Democrats are 75 percent corrupt." He's been absolutely great as an environmentalist. I hope he makes it.
Went to see Hotel Rwanda tonight. Left the casita as the nearly full moon rose above the Rincons. Glorious, glorious, glorious. That's it. Thems my only words for it. Don Cheadle is great in everything I've ever seen him in. The movie was engaging. I was sobbing and rooting for the hero all the way. I thought they probably should have shown more of the massacre. It was bloody, horrific, indescribable genocide—as if genocide could be anything but all those things and more. Although I think it's difficult to convey genocide in words, images can say it all. It's not that I wanted to see any more violence; I just wondered if most people understand the enormity of what happened in Rwanda. While the world pissed around trying to decide whether to call it "genocide" or not, a million people were slaughtered. (Sound familiar? i.e. Sudan) In the end, info came up on the screen about what happened to the main characters and how many people died, etc. They didn't mention the fact that thousands of women were raped, gang-raped, and sexually tortured during the slaughter. Still, I thought it was a powerful movie. Mario went to see it, too, tonight in Portland. I'll talk with him later to see what he thought.
By the way, in case you're keeping track of the "mutual dreaming" project: I dreamed of Mario but not at Falling Creek. He didn't dream of me. *sigh* How soon they forget...
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On the bright side, RFK jr. may be running for Attorney General of NY state, a position his pop held, isn't it? He says, "The Republicans are 95 percent corrupt and the Democrats are 75 percent corrupt." He's been absolutely great as an environmentalist. I hope he makes it.
Went to see Hotel Rwanda tonight. Left the casita as the nearly full moon rose above the Rincons. Glorious, glorious, glorious. That's it. Thems my only words for it. Don Cheadle is great in everything I've ever seen him in. The movie was engaging. I was sobbing and rooting for the hero all the way. I thought they probably should have shown more of the massacre. It was bloody, horrific, indescribable genocide—as if genocide could be anything but all those things and more. Although I think it's difficult to convey genocide in words, images can say it all. It's not that I wanted to see any more violence; I just wondered if most people understand the enormity of what happened in Rwanda. While the world pissed around trying to decide whether to call it "genocide" or not, a million people were slaughtered. (Sound familiar? i.e. Sudan) In the end, info came up on the screen about what happened to the main characters and how many people died, etc. They didn't mention the fact that thousands of women were raped, gang-raped, and sexually tortured during the slaughter. Still, I thought it was a powerful movie. Mario went to see it, too, tonight in Portland. I'll talk with him later to see what he thought.
By the way, in case you're keeping track of the "mutual dreaming" project: I dreamed of Mario but not at Falling Creek. He didn't dream of me. *sigh* How soon they forget...
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