Every year at the National Day of Mourning in Plymouth, MA, a Wampanoag elder reads a letter from Leonard Peltier. It is always a somber and poignant moment. Mr. Peltier should not be in prison. President Obama should have pardoned him. I encourage folx to read Mr. Peltier’s book, My Life is My Sun Dance, and to add your voices to educating others about the injustice of his imprisonment. Here’s hoping there will be a bit of forward movement with the case discussed below!
I’m a typewriter whompin’, card catalogue lovin’ white girl from back in the day, and I yearn for a time before the covers of trade paperbacks were all squidgy, so you can imagine that I don’t actually understand what a pingback is. I do know that it can in some way be part of spreading the love, and since that’s what I’m all about at The Total Femme… every Wednesday, I pay homage to the laughter and inspiration to be had elsewhere online.
At the Total Femme, my intention is to post three times a week: Meditations for Queer Femmes on Monday, Pingy-Dingy Wednesday on Wednesday and Femme Friday on Friday. Rather than play catch-up in a stressful fashion on those weeks when life prevents posting, I have decided to just move gaily forward: if I miss a Monday, the next post will be on Wednesday, and so on. Thank you, little bottle of antibiotics for inspiring me in this! (“…if it’s almost time for the next dose, skip the missed dose and continue your regular dosing schedule. Don’t take a double dose to make up for a missed one.”)
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