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Feet.

Thursday, October 8th, 2009

I’ve got flat feet. I’ve always known this. What I didn’t realize, until my podiatrist appointment the other day, was just how flat they are.

Any time a doctor uses the words “severely” and “only” in the same visit, it’s bad.

“You have severely flat feet.”

“The only thing that will help are some ortho-somethings for your shoes.”

No magic pills, no admonition to lose weight. Because anything I do won’t help. Even if I slim down, my feet, and thus the alignment of my body, will still be jacked up.

What’s worse is that my insurance won’t cover the $600 for the inserts.

And the pills I got subscribed are $94 for a months’ supply.

I want a second opinion, but even so, it looks like upgrading the aging innards of my computer will have to wait.

Civility in the face of disagreement

Saturday, September 5th, 2009

Is is possible that we, as a nation, can find it in our hearts to support our President, even without supporting his policies? Can we refrain from name calling and character assassination long enough to hold a civil discourse on issues? Can we believe that our President truly does care for the nation, and is doing his best? Even if we don’t think his choices are right?

I had a lot of issues with W. I voted for him. I supported him. I also didn’t like a lot of his style. Even when he was at his worst, or caught in an embarrassing faux pa, he was sill our President. When Iraqi’s were throwing shoes at him, it was disgraceful.

I do not agree with President Obama on many things. But I will ALWAYS give our President respect and courtesy.

I honestly don’t know if it’s been this way my entire life and I’m just now noticing, or if it’s just gotten worse in the past few years. But I feel saddened when I look at this nation today. We are so… angry. About everything. We yell our views at the top of our lungs, shutting out the other side. They do the same. And when we stop to listen, we distort the other side in an attempt to win votes.

I can only sigh in quiet resignation, knowing that my small voice of reason would only be drowned out by those more tenacions, or viscious, than I.

My heart breaks for this Nation.