You could say this piece is about recycling (which is a good Green thing), but I prefer to think of it as a the start of a primer of stuff which is intended for a specific purpose and has other worthy uses. My list is as follows:

I’m not one who pedals conspiracy theories but I do marvel at some coincidences. We live in stressful times. Cable news attests to that. Is it any wonder that the standards for hypertension have been lowered? More blood pressure medication will flow. And the new head of Health and Human Services comes from Big Pharma. And all this came in one day earlier this week. The perfect storm.

Twenty-Six letters. Seven colors in a rainbow. Isn't it amazing what human beings can do with just a few musical notes, or colors or letters. Create joy, bring back forgotten memories, enlighten nations.

  It gets earlier every year.     I used to comment that the songs, sounds and decorations of the holidays had arrived just after Thanksgiving. I thought that was early.    

I cannot believe that Thanksgiving is almost upon us. And for the first time in several years, I am hosting.   While for most people on Thanksgiving the turkey is the “star” of the show, I am all about the side dishes. I love filling my plate with a taste of every side dish and just a smidgen of turkey. Given that I am hosting, my plan is to have an assortment of sides to appease me. :)    

Four blogs ago I focused on those who by action(s) or inaction(s) enable creeps to perpetrate terrible harm or worse on others.   Friday I received an email disturbing in content: it defended Alabama Senate candidate Roy Moore. I replied,

This one is for you, Mom!   As a daughter of immigrants who arrived in the U.S. in the early 1900’s, when your parents’ lives were threatened abroad in pogroms, you were raised with compassion and kindness, teaching you the importance of love and family. During the Depression, money was so tight but food was always on the table. You taught us about this unconditional love from your parents. And taught me to care and fight for the present day immigrant who came here to survive and have love and family.  

In these high stakes, politically charged, days of social media exposure I attempt to stir it up on Facebook and Twitter.  What amazes me is the degree of responsive heated, opinionated exchange generated on my feed. I try not to be too obvious in my leanings, but anyone with half a brain can discern my bent.