The National Day of Mourning is coming up, and for as long as I’ve been going to it and for much longer than that, a letter from Mr. Peltier is read, and, as we march through the streets of Plymouth afterwards, we chant, “Free Leonard Peltier!” May this be the year that Mr. Peltier is there in person.
Leonard Peltier Freedom Riders, both two- and four-legged, you get one pingy-dingy! Thank you for your dedication and fortitude; thank you for your giant hearts and the love you bring.
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, love, 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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