Away Down the Hill, Chapter Five

The way back to the nunnery was changed very much, I nearly lost my way a number of times. Buildings that I remembered no longer existed. There were soldiers all over, and I was frightened of them. Thankfully they didn’t take much notice of an ugly, scrawny girl creeping along dressed in ancient clothes. But it was mid afternoon by the time I reached the nunnery. I was quite weak, and had to stop often to rest. I knocked quietly on the door. There was no answer. I tried again, as hard as I could. I waited until I could…

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Commentary on the MSNBC Nat’l News, Friday

The man who led the battle against big tobacco is now leading the fight against big food. His answer to our problems? Hmmm….maybe more big government? I hope not. The parents of a soldier killed in Iraq are asking questions about why their son was sent to a lonely and targeted outpost. The soldier’s father said in the interview that after he found out how intense the fighting was at the outpost, he asked, “what is he doing out there?” I’d say, “what is he doing over there?” This father has struggled between finding answers for his son’s death, and…

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The Life and Times of Savannah Liston

Not sure how to start this, and I’m not sure what sort of things I will say, with the song “Hymn to the Red October” in the background, it might turn out a little dark. But I guess this is a good time to think about my life, to commemorate my birthday. My mother asked me not to make it a political tirade, but I’d like to explore how my political beliefs fit into the big picture. So bear with me, please. Most of my growing up years were spent on our family farm. I think this has led me…

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Away Down the Hill, Chapter Four

I was awakened by screaming and shouts. My aunt and uncle came rushing into the room, holding a candle that just went out. “Catherine, come here.” “What is wrong? What is it? I don’t understand?” It had been dark, but there was suddenly a great light shining in the window. I could see my aunt’s pale scared face, and my uncle’s angry looks. “Its them…”she stuttered, “…th-they’re l-l-l-look-k-king f-f-f-f-or Jews. D-d-don’t look guilty or avoid them…” “What do you mean? What are you talking about? Who are they?” I stood up and clutched the blanket around me. “Hitler’s men.” She…

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Review of “For Liberty” on WPT

I was able to watch the interview on Wisconsin Public Television’s Director’s Cut with the Directors/Producers (Chris Rye & Corey Kealiher) of the film, “For Liberty: How the Ron Paul Revolution Watered the Withered Tree of Liberty,” which gave me a closer view into what motivated these men put this movie together. What drew them to Ron Paul? His anti-war position and strict constitutional beliefs poignantly set him apart from the rest of the Republican Party. His common sense ideas are a stark contrast to the warmongering of the other candidates, like this quote, “They come over here and attack…

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Notes from the “For Liberty” Interview

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This is totally off the top of my head, as I was watching the interview on WPT. So it is a little random, sorry. The directors/producers point out that they were drawn to Ron Paul because of his foreign policy. He was cut out of the Republican Party because of his strict Constitutional non-interventionist position. Ron Paul: (not an exact quote, but approximate) “We have to look at it from the position of how would we feel if they did it to us?” “It is just the message of liberty. It brings people together from all sides of the spectrum.”…

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Away Down the Hill, Chapter Three

Three years later I was summoned to the Mother Superior’s chamber. I was very much afraid. She didn’t often call young nuns to her unless they were guilty of a misdemeanor. I walked down the hall and turned into a corridor. There was her gilt door in front of me. I did not want to go in. What should I say? How should I explain my innocence? What had I done wrong? At last I made myself turn the knob, and the door creaked heavily on its hinges. “Sit down,” she said, more kindly than I expected. She didn’t speak…

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Consent of the Governed?

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Am I the only one here who missed signing the Social Contract? Maybe I was sick that day. Oh wait…James Ostrowski argues that there never was a Social Contract, implicit or explicit. Hmmm…then how did we “consent” to being governed by this government?

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