The War Zone and The Sanctuary

A blog run by a Liberal Feminist woman who adores Music and all other Art in any form. Actually, she loves just about everything from Science to British comedy. But - she is pissed off with the Current Administration and all their Right Wing ideology and is compelled to fight their reign by setting up...A Blog ( ta da! ). All malice aside, this woman is most happy when she is surrounded by intelligent thought and witty conversation.

Friday, May 12, 2006


Sorry. Haven't been blogging; a very special pet of mine passed on Tuesday. Feanor, the guinea pig. I'll get pictures of him up. He just fell ill all of the sudden - took him to the vet and he had multiple things going on - a very weak heart, weight-loss, bloating, and possible cancer. I put had him to sleep and cried....

....though not too much. I've tried to bite it down and look past the sorrow.

I'm approaching this as a very joyous thing. Death is not sad. Death is not even death. Though, it is sometimes hard. I'm fine most of the time - then, boom, there is a gaping whole that lifts me out of time and space.

Isn't that funny?

He's in everything I do now - he is a thousand different particles of energy, like all those who die. He's in the furthest star on the edge of the universe and he's on the tip of my tongue. It's a wonderful transformation. So - no more tears, love.

( with thanks to Eolo Perfido for the picture )

Friday, May 05, 2006

Brokeback Mountain

Brokeback Mountain is a fucking beautiful movie. A beautiful fucking movie. Yes, the wordplay was on purpose. It was not disturbing or horrific. It was...lovely. Raw. Uncaged. Not just the sex scenes, but the whole movie.

And the scenery....I've been to the Bighorns myself and that movie did justice to the real thing.

Jake and Heath did a damn good job of dispelling the stereotypes of gay men. That brings me to this thought: do we need to be so cutthroat on sexual orientation? As Ennis said, "I'm not queer." Would we not be better off by classifying this as love for another human being? What if we fell in love with someone through their mind and their personality - and rather the craving for their bodies followed? Perhaps that's why Jack and Ennis then found themselves wanting the bodies of other men. Because it brought back memories of the way each other touched and felt. It's not that they just wanted dick. I think I'm being somewhat clear here.

Yeah. It should have won an Oscar for Best Picture.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Another Ignorant Democrat Edition

Why the fuck, after all the horrendous crimes that the President and his Administration have committed, are some Democrats still defending him? WHY?

House Minority Whip Steny Hoyer (D-Md.) took on a rare role yesterday as a defender of President Bush.

Hoyer came to the defense of the commander in chief after Saturday's White House Correspondents' Association dinner, where the president took a drubbing from comedian Stephen Colbert.

"I thought some of it was funny, but I think it got a little rough," Hoyer said. "He is the president of the United States, and he deserves some respect."

"I'm certainly not a defender of the administration," Hoyer reassured stunned observers, but Colbert "crossed the line" with many jokes that were "in bad taste."

Colbert needled Bush, often prompting only an expressionless stare from the president, who appeared not to be amused.

Steny Hoyer - self-described non-defender of this inept, criminal administration - why don't you travel to Iraq and visit some of the orphanages that hold many of the children who have lost their parents to this war? Why don't you visit Alaska and view the melting glaciers and the wildlife whose habitat is now endangered due to global warming? Why don't you visit Abu Ghraib and watch the senseless torture that happens daily? Why don't you take a peek into lives that are torn by anti-gay and anti-choice attitude? Why don't you get a fucking clue instead of sitting in your office with all your finery and your social connections. That is not what defines "a public servant." That is what defines a money hungry, status seeking moron. Serve your people and your country better by getting out into the nitty gritty, dirty-as-hell areas that you shun.

This is what is wrong with Democrats.

Monday, May 01, 2006

Steven Colbert and Balls

Oh, damn. I have a new love. Steven Colbert. What a...god. What a display of Truthiness, Ballsiness, Gutsiness, and Mark Twainian Genius. I'm talking about his performance at the White House Correspondence dinner last week. Oh, he gave it to them, to the whole corrupt organization. To the rich and the powerful. To the suits and the ties behind this mess we call our government.

Satire. He knew what the reaction was going to be from the audience. To all the fools who say he bombed because the laughs were sparse - most of the audience was part of or associates of the Bush Admin. He was critisizing them. To their fucking faces. But the thousands of us who were watching at home or online found his speech brilliant and balm to our aching souls. We laughed through the whole thing and for long afterwards. We silently cried with relief. We marveled at the man who gave us this joy - because we have waited so long that we had given up hope someone would ever do it. He who upset all the bigwigs. Who said it like it is. Who did it with a sly smile.

You can watch it here.
And when you've done that, you can thank Colbert here.
Share it with everyone you know.

The "liberal" media completely ignored Colbert and instead focused on the little comedy that Bush and an impostor put on at the dinner. But we know...know that much more was said at the dinner and we now give our respect to Colbert. He's joined the greats, Mark Twain, Lenny Bruce and the like.

Steven, I just may be in love with you.

A Story

It's Blog Against Disablism Day!

Here is my hastily-written story:

My sister Maria ( who is 21 ) has Down Syndrome. Two years ago we graduated from high school together and now she is attending a locally renowned special skills center three days a week and the other two she is volunteering at a special education pre-school that is run by her own pre-school teacher, Deb Haddix. Next fall, as a part of her special skills education she will be volunteering at a local hospital which is in collaboration with the school.

Yada, yada. Those are just a few of the recent accomplishments she has made. When Maria was diagnosed with Down Syndrome the doctors told my parents that she would only be able to dress herself, perform simple tasks, and never learn to read. Well, that jump started my parents. Looking everywhere for materials to help her to learn how to read they found nothing suitable. So they decided to make their own. It was a long, slow process. Maria began to have seizures at about one year of age and had them continually for the next two years. She was put on medication that helped to control the seizures but had an effect on her cognitive abilities. For a while my parents thought she was deaf. Finally, Maria came off the medication. During all this time my parents had worked with her on reading and speaking. Then.....

She began to bloom. Words and sentences out of nowhere. Words like "oscillate" and "stupendous." By the age of five Maria was reading over 1,000 words and more in Spanish and French. What a vocabulary! Today, Maria loves to read anything, especially the dictionary and the encyclopedia. She is great at math, problem solving, critical thinking - she knows no limits. She talks like you and I. She has no speech impairment, but even if she did, it wouldn't matter.

I have learned so much from her. When one thinks "Down Syndrome," one thinks of individuals who cannot process, cannot understand, cannot feel. I know from experience. But Maria has broken all borders and molds. She is social, caring, intelligent, compassionate, funny, endearing, sweet, light-hearted, emotional, and so much more. I don't see her as an individual who has a disability, I see her as an individual who has a unique perspective on life - and we can all learn from that perspective.

This is how all "disabled" individuals are - if only we took the time to know them! Disabled, my ass. It is we who are disabled, when we cannot see past our own perceptions. All individuals are beautiful. All. Next time you see someone who is "different" go out of your way - I mean it, damnit - and interact with that person in a positive way. You might approach this idea as doing that person a favor - but, no, it is yourself that you are doing the favor for. You are exploring. You are reaching out. And in doing so, you can connect with individuals who will change you. And change, my friends, will always give you the tools to embrace life. I know. Maria changes me every single day. And I love it.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Giuliani Time

I'd like to see this - I hope it comes to my area. 'Giuliani Time' covers the NYC mayor and his controversial reign. This fellow exploited 9/11, in the style of Bush, and used it to his political advantage. Paying the undefeatable hero is a dream that ignorant little children play - and apparently ignorant grown men, too.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Peace and Courage

Go to this website. Then read this article - it's short, but informative and moving. What a strong girl.

Sunday, April 23, 2006


Ahhhhh....saw the Pulitzer prize winning Proof yesterday. Very different than I expected. Lots of swearing ( to my liking ). The plot was well done - the actors were not too bad either, but the acting did remind me of conversation with someone with whom I share a common view of thespians. He said to me, "If in a play I was required to open a door, I'm going to open a door. I wouldn't do all this extra bullshit" ( here he goes through exaggerated motions of door-opening ). I agreed. "Subtly," I replied. "Is an integral part of portraying real life situations."

I know, I know. Sometimes the overzealous acting is needed, depending on how the play is written. Farce, comedy - yes, it's beautiful there. But in drama - no. It just hinders the experience.

On another note, there was a touch of feminine power to the plot which I greatly enjoyed and savored.