PartridgeBerry of Sleet
Feb. 7th, 2018 09:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoA friend recommended thinking, at the end of the day, of three things that went well. Since my brain is fried at the moment, I thought I'd try that for a post. I went to the Black Lives Matter demo. It was pretty cold, but I didn't get as chilly as I'd feared. At least three people stopped and took our pictures. One was a young man with long hair and some fancy cameras. Our theory was that he was doing a photography class at some local school. The others were just regular people with cameras. We got a lot of friendly honks and waves. Although there is always that one guy--and it is a guy about 90% of the time--who rolls down his car window to inform us solemnly, "All lives matter." I always think, "Gee, thanks, guy, did you really think we never considered that, and need to be schooled by you?" But I don't say that, because we're not there to get into arguments. I just smile and wave and agree that he matters too. I'm pretty sure that if we were holding signs saying Blue Lives Matter, he wouldn't say that. He'd just give us a thumbs-up. For some reason, it's only highlighting respect for black lives that gets peoples' panties in a bunch and makes them assume we don't know that they are important too. Other than that, it went well. And for all I know, the fact that he was uncomfortable and stopped to tell us he mattered was part of the going well. Maybe that was a place on his journey that he needed to be today.
My "birthday present" from my mother arrived today. In a manner of speaking. When I helped her buy some clothes, she said she'd like to buy me something for my birthday. I felt awkward helping her buy me a present, and besides, we didn't really have time. So she kept saying she was going to order me something. Then she rethought that, given that she'd been thinking about it for weeks and hadn't been able to make up her mind. So she decided she would send me her catalogs, and then I could choose something as a gift from her. I told her I could look all these things up online, but she just didn't understand that. Today, she said that she'd found an envelope and put the catalogs in it, and they would be mailed to me Real Soon Now. Meanwhile, I went online and ordered myself two of the colorful turtlenecks she had been admiring, one red and one "bittersweet," which is kind of a russet orange. They were on sale. They arrived today, before her catalogs. I put the orange one on, and it goes nicely with a vest and necklace I have that never went with anything else. My mother can pay for one or both of them at her discretion. Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me. . . .
We went to see "Darkest Hour" tonight, and it was quite interesting. It was much darker and more claustrophobic than I had imagined. It made London seem a pretty dreary place. Other than a few brief scenes of bombs being dropped, the only pyrotechnics involved were verbal. This was the second movie we've seen recently where words were the real protagonists. The other one was "The Post." Both movies were moving to a writer. It's nice to believe for a few minutes that words can change the world . . . . In the movie, Lord Halifax makes the famous statement actually said by American journalist Edward R. Murrow: "He mobilised the English language and sent it into battle." Inspiring words!
My "birthday present" from my mother arrived today. In a manner of speaking. When I helped her buy some clothes, she said she'd like to buy me something for my birthday. I felt awkward helping her buy me a present, and besides, we didn't really have time. So she kept saying she was going to order me something. Then she rethought that, given that she'd been thinking about it for weeks and hadn't been able to make up her mind. So she decided she would send me her catalogs, and then I could choose something as a gift from her. I told her I could look all these things up online, but she just didn't understand that. Today, she said that she'd found an envelope and put the catalogs in it, and they would be mailed to me Real Soon Now. Meanwhile, I went online and ordered myself two of the colorful turtlenecks she had been admiring, one red and one "bittersweet," which is kind of a russet orange. They were on sale. They arrived today, before her catalogs. I put the orange one on, and it goes nicely with a vest and necklace I have that never went with anything else. My mother can pay for one or both of them at her discretion. Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me. . . .
We went to see "Darkest Hour" tonight, and it was quite interesting. It was much darker and more claustrophobic than I had imagined. It made London seem a pretty dreary place. Other than a few brief scenes of bombs being dropped, the only pyrotechnics involved were verbal. This was the second movie we've seen recently where words were the real protagonists. The other one was "The Post." Both movies were moving to a writer. It's nice to believe for a few minutes that words can change the world . . . . In the movie, Lord Halifax makes the famous statement actually said by American journalist Edward R. Murrow: "He mobilised the English language and sent it into battle." Inspiring words!
