Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
It stands to reason that someone I first met on an unforgettable day, (9/11/2001), should pass, after a lengthy battle with Parkinson’s, on a date as distinctive as 6/16/26. We met in the library. It was my first week working in a district where I would eventually spend three years as the high school librarian. … Continue reading 6/16/26
As the political climate in this country has accelerated to violent and catastrophic levels, I’ve found myself confronting a consistent array of right wing talking points seemingly designed to justify the actions of the immoral and racist regime pulling the strings from what is left of the White House. After reading and hearing these falsehoods … Continue reading MAGA lies
Tuesday was the 5th anniversary of Insurrection day. I understand that this occasion was marked by the current regime as a day to unleash a new stream of lies about the occasion, but I know what I witnessed sitting at my desk crying - I had been watching the attempt of Donald Trump’s minions to … Continue reading Death comes in threes
It feels like the gun powder keg on a path to crush democracy is picking up speed. Last week’s killing of Charlie Kirk, a man I knew little about prior to his death, but far too much about posthumously, just might be the act that blows up this country. I’ve taken steps in the past … Continue reading Charlie Ferdinand
Right-wing activist,* Charlie Kirk was assassinated yesterday in Utah. Beyond recognizing a couple of his statements retrospectively, I was unaware of him while he was alive. I’m not really his demographic and most certainly am not someone who subscribed to his ideology, which included a strong belief in the second amendment, opposition to gay and … Continue reading Turning my fear into anger
Earlier this month one of my father’s last remaining siblings died at the fine age of 92. My aunt was one of 5 daughters, along with 9 sons, born to Conal and Mary McMenamin over a span of 23 years. Yes, my grandmother really was pregnant for the better part of a quarter century. Moms … Continue reading The last of 14
In 1976, the year Jimmy Carter was elected President, I was in fifth grade. I recall my elementary school holding a mock election, something I don’t believe schools do anymore due to the extreme political divide which has been stoked since then. Particularly in the past decade. As you might imagine, I enthusiastically voted for … Continue reading We never deserved Jimmy Carter
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