I really kinda feel bad about having to harsh on this friend because she's a transexual (m to f)lesbian, and also Jewish, so she often feels pretty on the outside looking in herself.

But that's also why it baffles me that she would (figuratively) crawl into bed with someone who clearly hates gays as well.

Favorite analogy so far (from Gawker)

By that logic, rednecks aren't allowed to display a confederate flag within two blocks of any African American person.

By that logic, rednecks aren't allowed to display a confederate flag within two blocks of any African American person.

Driving aound on Saturday we heard a great short story -- usurping culture ( I do not remember the exact title )

all about changing the meaning of the Confederate flag...

correction: The second story, Percival Everett's "The Appropriation of Cultures," also defies our expectations as its hero hits on a novel strategy for defeating racial prejudice. The reader is the Tony Award-winning ("Seven Guitars") Broadway actor and director Ruben Santiago Hudson.

The more right wing leaning people on my FB friends list seem to ignore anything they don't like that I post, as I try to ignore anything that I don't like that they post.

I made the mistake of posting something political to my FB profile and a cool friend from another board outed himself as a Fox-lover. Really disappointed me.

Talked someone out of her mosque nonsense today. It was refreshing.

She did not know:

That it is a few blocks away
That it was a Y
That there have been mosques in the nabe for years
That the community board approved the zoning
That there is a mosque in the pentagon

These conversations are probably easier on the phone than on facebook.

Driving aound on Saturday we heard a great short story -- usurping culture ( I do not remember the exact title )

all about changing the meaning of the Confederate flag

I love that story. "The Appropriation of Cultures"

Thanks Daisy - I found it and put the correction upstream .

so good

While driving from DC to PA, we stopped for dinner somewhere in western Maryland. The only place we found to eat was a Sheetz, which is a gas station/convenience store with an automated ordering system -- there are touch-screen computers set up, and you pick from a ton of different kinds of sandwiches, salad, pizza, or burrito, and then there are a bunch of different options for exactly what you want on it, and you submit the order and it goes to someone behind the counter, who makes it. Kind of novel, anyway, since none of us had ever seen one before, but it turns out they're all over this area. I kind of liked being able to pick stuff that way, instead of having to stand on my toes to see over the counter to point at stuff, like I usually do at delis and Chipotles and places like that. Anyway, there was a store across the street that seemed to sell everything in the world printed or embroidered with the Confederate flag. A pickup truck drove by and honked its horn, which played "Dixie."

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