We know what happens when Planned Parenthood clinics close. In 2011, the Texas Legislature slashed family planning funds by 66 percent, closing 82 family planning clinics, one-third of them associated with Planned Parenthood. The Legislature also passed law to make it impossible for Texas Planned Parenthood affiliates to participate in the Medicaid waiver program.
December 20, 1888 With mud and with grime from corner to center, Forever at war and forever alert, No rest for a day lest the evening enter; I've spent my whole life in a struggle with dirt.
Rest assured, the compelling force that causes us to read the same stories and watch the same movies every Christmas season is about more than tradition. It's also about more than nostalgia for Christmas times long ago, memories made ever rosier by increased distance from them.
As the story goes, the late R.G. (Bob) Lyngstad and his wife, Lori, were in church one Sunday morning almost three decades ago. Evidently the message from the pulpit that morning included the plight of women and children in the FM community in need of housing. Bob took it to heart. Before that Sunday afternoon was over, Bob and Lori had driven around town until they found a four-plex for sale in a residential neighborhood. Lickety-split, the YWCA was gifted with its first transitional housing units.
On windless, moonlit summer nights at the lake, my husband and I like to take our canoe out onto the water. We launch it anywhere along the beach, but once afloat we know where we are headed. The moon illuminates a gleaming path to aim towards, a path of moonbeams waiting to be sliced with the bow of our canoe. There's something enchanting about paddling into the light.
August seems like a long time ago. Looked at in terms of DAPL protests, it might as well be a century. North Dakota Gov. Jack Dalrymple, who, for all practical purposes, disappeared in August, surfaced last week. Perhaps his role in letting a local protest turn into an international cause celebre has dawned on him; perhaps he feels bad about the mess he's dumping in the new governor's lap.
Some time after the Department of Homeland Security was established in response to America's Sept. 11, 2001, tragedy, a Native American patient of my husband's gave him a gift. It was a T-shirt with a picture of long-ago Indians holding rifles. Above the picture were the words, "Homeland Security." Below the picture was the phrase, "Fighting Terrorism Since 1492."
Losing isn't fun, but it is a big part of life. In fact, losing without losing heart is the essence of living successfully. As one of life's truisms, however, the inevitability of losing isn't something we concentrate on in American culture. Instead, to one degree or another, we've all accepted, "Winning isn't everything; it's the only thing." In ways too numerous to mention, we emphasize winning and attach virtue and status to it. Frankly, we do so whether the situation warrants it or not.
When I pulled into the grocery store parking lot and saw a woman dressed like Uncle Sam, I should have kept on driving. But I didn't. So there was Mary Contrary, all red, white and blue, waving the American flag. As I got closer, she took off her hat and I could see that the head of her white wig had a yellow-orange comb over. "Hey, Sunshine, I suppose you're worried about the whole election thing now that the FBI rained on Hillary Clinton's parade with her aide's emails."
The Jeff Stahler cartoon in the "Christian Science Monitor" shows two boys with backpacks trudging home after school. One boy asks the other, "How'd you do on the test today?" The other boy replies, "Seems like the 'fact-checkers' & I disagreed on a number of answers."