SHARING MY WORLD IF ANYONE’S INTERESTED – Marilyn Armstrong

Share Your World 5-4-2020


What can you break even if you don’t touch it?  Yes, there is a real answer to this.  I’ll reveal it in the next week sometime.  Still, answer how you would like – no right or wrong answer.

I feel like this is an Alice in Wonderland question, along the lines of “How is a raven like a writing desk?” The answer to that one is that they are in no way alike. It’s just there to annoy the reader. As for this one, I think of bubbles and other floaty things, but really I haven’t the slightest idea. I’ll be waiting for an answer!

What’s the most useful thing you own?

Probably my computers, but after that, the countertop oven I used for almost everything except baking in pans that won’t fit in the small oven — which is about four times a year.

That little oven has saved me hundreds of dollars in electricity and when it finally dies (so far, so good!), I’m going to get another one just the same as this one. When something works, stick with it until necessity whacks you in the head.

What’s The Silliest Reason You’ve Ever Gotten Into A Fight With Someone Over?

Silliest? There have been so many stupid/silly arguments over the years, I could never work out how many there have been. Zillions? Millions? Thousands? Hundreds? Definitely dozens. Also, how funny is a matter of opinion and could probably start one more fight about something utterly ridiculous.

If You Were A Snake, How Long Would You Want To Be?   No, size does not matter. 

I should think size is the only thing that matters, but I’m not a snake so who knows? As a person, I’m really short, so size definitely matters. Half the time, when my son is home, I call him by yelling “TALL!”

Big ladder for short person

He gets all the stuff from the top shelves. I used to be tall enough to stand on my toes and get stuff, but I can’t do that anymore. Too short. I have shrunk by 4-inches because my spine is sort of twisted.

APRIL REALLY WAS THE CRUELEST MONTH: THE WASTE LAND, BY T.S. ELLIOT

I tell people I don’t like poetry. That’s not exactly true. I do like poetry. I like funny poems, I like poems that remind me of things that were important but have faded in memory. I don’t like my own poetry, even though when I was a teenager, I wrote a lot of it. I have to admit to a youthful passion for Ferlinghetti and ee cummings. Also, T.S. Eliot and occasionally, Ezra Pound, especially when they weren’t taking themselves too seriously.

And because he was so very much New England’s own poet,  Robert Frost. We even have an Eisenstadt (original) photograph of him in the house. Garry interviewed him during his last years. He understood this strange part of the world and the crazy people who live here. He understood the woods and the rocks and the roots and the snow.

Today, however, I am treating you to a T.S. Eliot’s “The Waste Land” which opens with a line to which at long last, we can all relate: April is the cruellest month.

It has been a cruel month and sadly, although we have slid into May, the cruelty has not finished with us. When T.S. Eliot wasn’t writing about cats, he was not an easy read.

The Waste Land

FOR EZRA POUND
IL MIGLIOR FABBRO

              I. The Burial of the Dead

April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten,
And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.

Bin gar keine Russin, stamm’ aus Litauen, echt deutsch.
And when we were children, staying at the arch-duke’s,
My cousin’s, he took me out on a sled,
And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.


SPRINGLIKE – Marilyn Armstrong

Two sunny days and suddenly …

Our indoor garden is doing well. Not fantastically. My Norfolk Island Pine is looking unhealthy. I have a bad record of dealing with these as indoor plants. None of the ones I’ve tried growing have done even passingly well. In fact, they all died. I thought maybe this time … but no. It’s going to die too.

Other things are doing well. The orchids are great.  I think there’s maybe one more bud and it’s getting ready to bloom. But after that, I’m pretty sure the plant will rest for a few months.

Green and growing

All the orchids
Greenery, orchids, and a couple of goldfinches
Orchids at the French doors, a Goldfinch on the feeder

Hey Mr. Trump, Neither Snow, Nor Rain, Nor Heat, Nor Gloom Of Night… NAT HELMS

From natshouseblog

Published by Nathaniel R. “Nat” Helms

Neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night stays these courageous couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.” – Herodotus, Greek historian, 500 B.C.

Donald J. Trump apparently hates the United States Postal Service (USPS), along with dogs, and women (particularly minority women), although any will do in a pinch. Fortunately, this missive is about Trump’s sudden need to kill off America’s postal service, whether it is coincidental that the USPS is led by a woman is merely conjecture.

The post office was officially created in 1792 as the Post Office Department. It is based on the Constitutional authority empowering Congress “To establish post offices and post roads”.

$.39 cent Commemorative Stamp

The real deal began 17 years earlier when reliable Benjamin Franklin was appointed the colonies’ Postmaster General in 1775. His plan was to build a reliable mail service that would bring our nation together.

It didn’t hurt that Ben used his position to cheapen the postal rates for newspaper publishers – including himself – so they could cheaply send the news of the day around the country. For 228 years it has managed to do so despite being an object of political plunder whenever the country’s fortunes wane.

The Pew Research Center conducted a poll March 24-29, 2020 asking 1,013 participants to rank federal government operations. The intent was to determine if Americans trusted their government during the pandemic emergency. Through it all the people depended most on the post office to see them through. The poll also revealed that all the major federal bureaucracies that sustain and torment us are still received favorably by most Americans.

Aptly named “ICE”, the unpopular U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement, was the goat of the group, followed by the U.S. Department of Justice. Both received relatively low marks.

Somebody forgot to tell Trump that 91 percent of the respondents in the Pew poll believed postal people are the federal employees closest to the hearts of their countrymen. Both Republicans and Democrats expressed their undying love of America’s humble messengers. It is an opinion not shared with any other federal agency.

So what’s the deal, Mr. Trump? Is it Megan J. Brennan, the marvelously appreciated 74th and first female Postmaster General of the world’s largest postal organization? Is it because she is a woman or head of the largest postal service in the world? A lot of Trumpians would love to see the USPS dismantled, shared among the delivery big dogs that pay low and charge high for convenience the postal service tries to compete with. Venal Trump would sell it in a heartbeat if it gained him political advantage except for loss of trust is already eating his lunch. For the moment Trump is merely bloviating.


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