Feeling very ranty this morning.
I keep hearing all the snippets of Martin Luther King’s speeches, all that resonant language, all the mountaintops and dreams, and I have to say: I actually feel an optimism about the future that I have never felt. The situation that we currently face–the lingering wars, the downward-spiraling economy, the social ills, our reputation abroad–is so gruesome that it’s starting to get even MY attention.
Here’s the reason for my optimism in the face of all these troubles. I feel around me a rising tide of unhappiness about it all. People are worried, frustrated, angry, jaded. Are we sick and tired of the way things are going? I believe we are. Is it possible for a group of people, dissatisfied with the way things are, to find a way to change this mess? I think it is.
Do we all have the same solutions in mind? Certainly not. But is it our duty to participate in our government? Absolutely. Am I going to keep asking these rhetorical questions? Probably so. Does it make me sound like Donald Rumsfeld? Quite possibly.
In this season of primaries and caucuses and elections, we each have the incredible luxury of participating in what happens to our country. People die every day, fighting for the chance to vote, wishing they had the rights that we have here.
So here’s what I suggest: figure out who you’re going to support in this election, and get out there and actually support that candidate.
I don’t really care which candidate you support, because mine’s going to win. ; ) (If you’re a Raveler, you can find me over there, campaigning. But I’m not going to violate our sacred rule of getting in the particulars of politics on our blog.)
We rarely have the chance to vote in an election that matters so very much, so I’m encouraging you to git with it.
February 5 is a big day for primaries. If you live in one of the 22 states, lucky you! Go stick a sign in your yard, wear a goofy button, make the supreme statement and put a bumper sticker on your vehicle. Talk somebody into voting for your candidate. Send money, even!
And for heaven’s sake, take your kids with you to the polls. When they see you voting, and taking it seriously, then they will, too.
That’s all I have to say about that. For the moment. Thank you for listening.
Handspun Festival Continues
My fat skein of sockweight handspun from SewKnitNBeads2 has met its destiny as a skinny, potholder-like scarf.
I had such slack-jawed fun watching the unspooling of the colors that I immediately cast on another skinny, slightly-less-potholder-like scarf using another skein of this colordy crazy yarn.
Moss stitch. All-time favorite stitch. Such a flat fabric it makes.
Going through all the book proofs last week has got me ITCHIN’ to make stuff. Once my bedsores heal from our confinement last week as we hacked away at the book, and once I get the circulation back in my legs, I want to start an actual project that requires actual attention.