Yolo County CA Voters
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If you have any question about voting
Yolo United Democratic Campaign
530-231-5746 or 530-661-0118
www.yolounited.org
Yolo County Election office
530-666-8133 or 916-375-6490
www.yoloelections.org
Showing posts with label election. Show all posts
Showing posts with label election. Show all posts
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Early Voting in Sacramento and the Throughout California
Please share liberally.
GOTV Calling: "The only way to stay calm is to work."
Road Blog: Joe Biden, "Choose hope over fear" http://twurl.nl/sjbwg7
California’s African American Vote in Early Voting http://www.blackvoicenews.com/content/view/42780/4/
GOTV Calling: "The only way to stay calm is to work."
Road Blog: Joe Biden, "Choose hope over fear" http://twurl.nl/sjbwg7
California’s African American Vote in Early Voting http://www.blackvoicenews.com/content/view/42780/4/
Aunt Zietuni and Sacramento
Tuesday, November 4, 2008 cannot get here fast enough. I am sick of Republican smears. If the Republicans can smoke out the senior aunt of Senator Obama, why can’t they get Bin Laden? If they spent this much energy on governing the country, they wouldn’t be behind in the polls. Hey here’s one for the Sherlock Holmes on the Republican campaign---Where did the USA prosperity go? Huh, have a lead? Need a clue? “Mission Accomplished”
No matter how sexy the news story, Obama’s aunt is a red herring. Let’s all think about November 5, 2008. Okay, if the voting isn’t fully counted yet, then November 7th. Whatever the date, when the election is over, there is an economy to think about. A slow, crawling, languishing economy.
Not sexy, but true. Yes, the growth of the GDP is what? A memory? An old timer’s story for our children? And as the GDP goes by the wayside, so goes what? Standard of living? Wait, before you think I am over exaggerating, turn to the other section of your newspaper, the local section. Guess what happened this week?
In Sacramento one big company dealt the city not just one blow, but two. Trouble of a good company struggling in a bad economy. Target Corp. is called the big box with a heart, because they dedicate a tithe of sorts to the communities they serve.
Representatives told the city of Sacramento that they are going to skip building a store at Broadway and Riverside. And then, if that wasn’t painful enough, they actually decided to skip the store in Westfield downtown too. So now the city has to sharpen new pencils with bigger erasers and adjust job growth and revenue projections. http://www.sacbee.com/latest/story/1354464.html
Oh, did I mention dominoes? Here’s the thing, Target is an anchor store, that means that it provides the foot traffic for smaller stores. Certain stores rely on bigger stores for foot traffic. Think about the food court in a mall. Would there be reliable income for those small restaurants without the mall? So when Target goes, other more vulnerable businesses decide to cancel or not buy in also. So that click sound is the dominoes falling one after the other.
So why the big whoop over the latest attack on Senator Obama? We need to change the economy situation so family can bear the long cold winter that’s already coming.
No matter how sexy the news story, Obama’s aunt is a red herring. Let’s all think about November 5, 2008. Okay, if the voting isn’t fully counted yet, then November 7th. Whatever the date, when the election is over, there is an economy to think about. A slow, crawling, languishing economy.
Not sexy, but true. Yes, the growth of the GDP is what? A memory? An old timer’s story for our children? And as the GDP goes by the wayside, so goes what? Standard of living? Wait, before you think I am over exaggerating, turn to the other section of your newspaper, the local section. Guess what happened this week?
In Sacramento one big company dealt the city not just one blow, but two. Trouble of a good company struggling in a bad economy. Target Corp. is called the big box with a heart, because they dedicate a tithe of sorts to the communities they serve.
Representatives told the city of Sacramento that they are going to skip building a store at Broadway and Riverside. And then, if that wasn’t painful enough, they actually decided to skip the store in Westfield downtown too. So now the city has to sharpen new pencils with bigger erasers and adjust job growth and revenue projections. http://www.sacbee.com/latest/story/1354464.html
Oh, did I mention dominoes? Here’s the thing, Target is an anchor store, that means that it provides the foot traffic for smaller stores. Certain stores rely on bigger stores for foot traffic. Think about the food court in a mall. Would there be reliable income for those small restaurants without the mall? So when Target goes, other more vulnerable businesses decide to cancel or not buy in also. So that click sound is the dominoes falling one after the other.
So why the big whoop over the latest attack on Senator Obama? We need to change the economy situation so family can bear the long cold winter that’s already coming.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Studs Terkel Introduced Me to My Grandmother
Studs Terkel Introduced Me to My Grandmother. Really.
"Why have I always upset such gentle hearts? Why couldn't I have been my cute little button self and said the right thing"---Studs Terkel
Wow I lifted that quote from the Nation's article on Studs Terkel . Apparently he is describing a deciding moment in his life.
We need big, brash heros. Heros who are willing to "upset gentle hearts" in order to make right silent atrociousities. Tonight, Halloween, kids dress up and flaunt costumes of popular figures. But popular and heroic are rarely the same. So, I am going to remember a true hero, who shaped my life with a single book "Hard Times: An Oral History of Great Depression" .
That book introduced me to my grandmother, Because it got me to listen to my Grandmother. I was filled with assumption. Just because I saw her almost everyday, I thought I knew her. So, I the scholar who had read such a serious book, being a fifth grader, could now be an interviewer. Sitting down to do that interveiw, I knew what she was going to say-- or so I thought. But actually, no, I didn't know her at all, until I listened. Thank you Studs.
So she told me about the hard time she was born in. Harsh proverty, roaming with her mom, dad and about ten siblings. I heard in her voice that she felt she would never see justice. After all, she watched the lynching of a brother. She described that even as she learned parts of the language, of her mother who was a native american, she knew that that her mother's culture was dying, so she didn't want to learn that language. She said she regretted that she didn't. She also told me about what to do if menstrual cramps got painful and what to do if the baby doesn't cry right away when it is born. She said that for our family childbirth was easier after 30. I remember those talks as my Grandmother brushed her hair which grew to her knees. She brushed in long, continous strokes from the top of her head to the end of the hair shaft. Boy, I am glad I read that book.
I wonder if she and Studs had lived until November 5 what would they think. Not about who won or loss the election or how it was won or lost. Who knows if Obama will win or not, and that is not the question I wonder about. The question that bugs me is --Are we doing our best to make it a little better for everyone--honestly?
The world is quieter now without Studs on the radio, in the bookstore, on the rampage. I am not sure that the quiet is good. So I sit in that quiet, silently longing to watch my grandmother brushing her hair in those long eternal strokes--what I'd give to do that one more time--this Sunday I will sit in church and be grateful for the the big hero named Studs who taught me that life's greatest surprise happens when we listen to the ordinary people that we think we know and yet, don't know at all.
"Why have I always upset such gentle hearts? Why couldn't I have been my cute little button self and said the right thing"---Studs Terkel
Wow I lifted that quote from the Nation's article on Studs Terkel . Apparently he is describing a deciding moment in his life.
We need big, brash heros. Heros who are willing to "upset gentle hearts" in order to make right silent atrociousities. Tonight, Halloween, kids dress up and flaunt costumes of popular figures. But popular and heroic are rarely the same. So, I am going to remember a true hero, who shaped my life with a single book "Hard Times: An Oral History of Great Depression" .
That book introduced me to my grandmother, Because it got me to listen to my Grandmother. I was filled with assumption. Just because I saw her almost everyday, I thought I knew her. So, I the scholar who had read such a serious book, being a fifth grader, could now be an interviewer. Sitting down to do that interveiw, I knew what she was going to say-- or so I thought. But actually, no, I didn't know her at all, until I listened. Thank you Studs.
So she told me about the hard time she was born in. Harsh proverty, roaming with her mom, dad and about ten siblings. I heard in her voice that she felt she would never see justice. After all, she watched the lynching of a brother. She described that even as she learned parts of the language, of her mother who was a native american, she knew that that her mother's culture was dying, so she didn't want to learn that language. She said she regretted that she didn't. She also told me about what to do if menstrual cramps got painful and what to do if the baby doesn't cry right away when it is born. She said that for our family childbirth was easier after 30. I remember those talks as my Grandmother brushed her hair which grew to her knees. She brushed in long, continous strokes from the top of her head to the end of the hair shaft. Boy, I am glad I read that book.
I wonder if she and Studs had lived until November 5 what would they think. Not about who won or loss the election or how it was won or lost. Who knows if Obama will win or not, and that is not the question I wonder about. The question that bugs me is --Are we doing our best to make it a little better for everyone--honestly?
The world is quieter now without Studs on the radio, in the bookstore, on the rampage. I am not sure that the quiet is good. So I sit in that quiet, silently longing to watch my grandmother brushing her hair in those long eternal strokes--what I'd give to do that one more time--this Sunday I will sit in church and be grateful for the the big hero named Studs who taught me that life's greatest surprise happens when we listen to the ordinary people that we think we know and yet, don't know at all.
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