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.

Friday, October 21, 2005

Is It Finally Happening? 

Will the Sox win the World Series and the Emperor's tailors bite the dust? We're all on tenterhooks.

Did you know that was "tenterhooks?" I thought it was "tender hooks." But I looked it up to find out what the etymology was and couldn't find it. Did some searching and discovered it was tenterhook. What's a tenterhook? It's "a hooked nail for securing cloth on a tenter." Oh really? So what's a tenter? "A framework upon which milled cloth is stretched for drying without shrinkage." No, that doesn't tell me how it evolved into our present-day expression of waiting in suspense. But there you are.

I'm not really on tenterhooks about the Sox. The umping has been abysmal during the playoffs, so I'm not really sure who should have won their various series, but I am glad the Sox are playing. Maybe Shoeless Joe Jackson will be able to rest in peace. Although my guess is he already does.

I am looking forward (I think) to seeing what the Special Counsel does in regards to Plamegate. He has a website now, by the way, with some documents on it. He will announce next week what he is or isn't going to do. Looks like Judith Miller's idea of going to jail to spruce (or should I say "aspen") up her image isn't working, if indeed that was her intent. (See PDF in this story to read the letter from Libby to Miller.) Her bosses apparently told her she had to do a story on what happened or she couldn't come back to work. I think they should fire her. Should have fired her. People keep saying she went to jail for a story she never wrote. She never wrote the story because her editor wouldn't let her. (One of the few times they reined her in.)

If you understood this post, you have a better brain than I. Than me. Than all of us.

Ta! By the way, our aspen leaves are turning here. Along with everything else. Very pretty. That's about as poetic as I'm gonna get tonight.
Posted by: Kim Antieau / 10/21/2005 09:15:00 PM
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