Having been away from news for a week, I was blissfully unaware of the Harvey Weinstein revelations concerning his decades of sexually bullying underlings and actresses. (Yet another powerful man is exposed as predator and sleaze. Sigh.) Hearing the disgusting tale brought to mind my mother and my granddaughter. The phrase echoing in my head? "Same old, same old."
The mass of balloons near the automatic door to the grocery store should have been my first clue, but I thought they were part of a store promotion. Then I heard a familiar voice yelling, "Hey Sunshine, want to pop a few illusions and delusions some important North Dakotans were ready to foist on us?" There in a clown suit, sporting a big red nose that made a goose-honk noise when she squeezed it was Mary Contrary. "No time, Mary. I've got pheasant chili on the stove but no cumin. I must get right back home." "Your cumin can wait while you 'cum-on' over, Sunshine."
Blame Congress for not ending the "temporary emergency powers" declared by President George W. Bush after the September 11, 2001, terrorist attacks. Or blame Bush for not ending them before he left office, blame Obama for reauthorizing them every year he was in office, and blame Trump for reauthorizing them now that he's in office.
While driving a friend home through rural North Dakota, we passed one of many farmsteads along the county highway. The house looked nice, well cared for, and the farmyard was neatly mowed, no junk in sight. My friend started to say, "I never drive by that house without thinking..." "I know," I said, cutting in. "It's the same for me."
Last weekend my husband and I watched the 1960s movie musical "The Music Man" with our grandchildren (who pretty much know the dialogue and song lyrics by heart).
Would August be the same if we knew it as "Sextilis"? On ancient Babylonian and Roman calendars preceding the Gregorian calendar, Sextilis—a word that has nothing to do with "sex" but happens to be the Latin word for "six"—was the month we call August. Because August is the eighth month, you might ask what six has to do with anything. Well, the answer is that because of the vernal equinox, the ancient calendar year began with March. Voila! Sextilis was the sixth month.
In the aftermath of White Supremacists taking to the streets of Charlottesville, Va., we should step back. How did we get to this place where open hatred of people because of the color of their skin or religious ethnicity is being paraded in the streets? Is it only the Trump presidency that has vitalized small and insignificant hate groups or are we a sicker society than we realized?
I do not know much about gods; but I think that the river
My reaction to the picture on Wednesday's Forum front page was a moment of confusion: What military deployment was it? The picture featured about a dozen men in what appeared to be full military gear. But it wasn't the military; rather, it was the Red River Valley SWAT team deployed to a Family Fare grocery store parking lot because of a domestic dispute in a nearby home. A woman had jumped from the window of the house and been taken to a hospital. According to Forum reports, the police then entered the home and another woman was removed.
My favorite scene in the 1991 movie "Fried Green Tomatoes" occurs when unhappy, middle-aged housewife Evelyn Couch (Kathy Bates) is waiting for a parking space at a supermarket. Before she can drive in, two girls in a red Volkswagen convertible zip into the space she was waiting for. When she protests, one of the girls says, "Face it lady, we're younger and faster."