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January 23, 2017 Time Capsule

This post is my way of creating a time capsule.

Over the past few days, I have been watching history take place. As I said in my last post, I had every intention of participating, but being sick prevented that. So instead I sat and watched online as everyone shared what was taking place. I have collected a number of images and posts from facebook, twitter, and news sites, and am sharing them here as my way of preserving this moment in time. I have tried to give credit to the appropriate people, but if you see something that is improperly credited, please let me know so I can fix it.

*Note, I have edited this post to add one more image. And because history is always unfolding before us, I will revisit this idea again and share more in the coming weeks. If you have anything you think I should add to this virtual time capsule, please let me know in the comments.

Jill June, artist. Shared on facebook with the Iowa Women's March page

Jill June, artist. Shared on facebook with the Iowa Women’s March page

Art By Anna Sudit

Art By Anna Sudit

 

Sarah Silverman on Twitter "This was my mother's pin from 1972. As important today as ever"

Sarah Silverman on Twitter “This was my mother’s pin from 1972. As important today as ever”

 

Resist. Original art credit to Woke Giant. Visit https://www.wokegiant.com/ for more.

Resist. Original art credit to Woke Giant. Visit https://www.wokegiant.com/ for more.

 

Because there seems to be so much contention over these two images, I felt it important to share it here.

Because there seems to be so much contention over these two images, I felt it important to share it here. Whether or not it’s been photoshopped, I don’t know. But the way the media is being treated over the sharing of this image tells me that it needs to be preserved. (Source CNN)

 

A cropped image of Woody Guthrie's guitar. Shared by a friend on facebook with the call to all artists to take a stand.

A cropped image of Woody Guthrie’s guitar. Shared by a friend on facebook with the call to all artists to take a stand. For more information on the history of this, click here.

 

A call to action shared by a friend –

Paula Graves –

Snowflake.

I’ve been called a snowflake so many times over the last few weeks and I’m not sure if the people who are saying that understand that it isn’t an insult.

Snowflakes are delicate, beautiful, and unique. When they first start falling, we all look to the sky in delight and wonder. Excited for that first snowfall.

What happens though when you get many snowflakes together? It’s a powerful storm and not to be messed with. Even the names are scary – snowpocolypse, snowmagedden, Blizzard of 1993 (ok maybe not that one), and today, the Women’s March on Washington.

You are calling me and my nasty women (and lovers of nasty women) snowflakes? Great! I’ll take it. You are about to see the worst snowstorm you’ve ever seen.

#WomensMarch #GetReady #Snowflake

And this one, because this is not just about one person, one generation, or one woman, this is about our now, and our future and the future generations of all women and men.

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Photo credit to Jenny Sowry at the Charlotte NC march. Article I grabbed the picture from was on Buzzfeed, but it’s been making the rounds everywhere.

Another friend created a post on facebook with the intent that they would see a year from now in their “memories” and be able to compare past and present. I thought it was a good idea and have shared my own here. The only difference between his post and mine is the gas prices.

1/20/2017:
  • Gas: $2.79 (price in Redmond WA)
  • Dow: 19,819
  • NASDAQ: 5560.7
  • Unemployment: 4.7%
I’ll come back see what it is 1/2018
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We The People

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I stand with all of those marching today. My friends, my family, my country.

I had every intention of being at the Seattle march, however, my immune system had other ideas. So I sit here watching my facebook feed and the news, virtually cheering everyone on.

We will not be quiet. We will not sit idly by. We will be heard.

 

 

Chicken Fingers or Spaghetti?

After watching, reading, and talking with others over the past days I am left with one question. Well more than one, but this one is front and center on my mind right now.

Why can’t we have different beliefs? Do we have to agree on everything? If we disagree on something, why is what you believe right and what I believe wrong?

My sixteen-year-old daughter and I were having a conversation the other night and she came up with this analogy. I thought it was very insightful and addresses this question in a non-political, non-religious way.

She said, “I thought about this when I was eight years old and we were out for dinner somewhere. I wanted to order chicken fingers because I like chicken fingers. I saw someone else order spaghetti and I wondered why did they do that? Why didn’t they order chicken fingers? Because chicken fingers are so much better than spaghetti.”

She went on to say, “I couldn’t understand why someone would choose something other than chicken fingers. But then again maybe they were craving spaghetti all day and so that’s what they ordered. But how could they possibly like something different? I thought about this for a very long time. It made me wonder, were they right and I was wrong? Or was I right and they were wrong? Eventually, I realized everyone has different tastes and that’s okay.”

Side note – she has since moved on from her love of chicken fingers to expand her palate to enjoy many other foods, including spaghetti.

But it brings me back to the question I hope you will take the time to consider and share your answer.

Why can’t we have different beliefs, opinions, views, and still get along?