Friday, June 13, 2014

Male cats howl continually if they are not















It wasn't just  Maggie, it was Brick, too.


As I understand, male cats howl continually if not spayed--and thus can be a major pain in the ass.

In our society, machismo and violence of all kinds (not just gun violence) is endemic.


We, gay or straight, would do well to learn from our feline brethren.


-Lily H.
















Thursday, April 24, 2014

If you can...you can survive.












If you can tell the truth, you can survive.

It helps if someone is listening.

Look into the eyes of animals:  they do not lie.  For human beings, though, it takes effort.

-Lily H.













Saturday, April 19, 2014

If we're killing each other





If we'z killin' each other, that's the fault of the police, they not protectin' us at all, jus lettin' us die like flies, ain't fair.
-Anonymous




Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Whoever you are, whatever it is you are doing is all right.










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Whoever you are, I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.   

 -Blanche dubois in A Streetcar Named Desire








(to Missie Jo):


Whatever it is that you are doing, it is all right.    

-Lily H.













*  http://www.newyorker.com/arts/critics/theatre/2009/12/14/091214crth_theatre_lahr




Thursday, March 6, 2014

Feelings of racial superiority







Feelings of superiority based on race, history, physical stature, or moral righteousness, 
undermine 
the cause of racial equality in this country.
-Lily H.




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The fact that I prefer A to B does not mean necessarily that A is better than B.   I just like A more than B.  Even if I really don't like B at all.
-Ibid.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Le racisme: une epithete qu'on doit parfois prendre a la legere








Les gens qui disent que quelqu'un d'autre est raciste sont souvent  plus racistes que celui-la.
-Lily H.









Thursday, January 30, 2014

...Elle a la mer, nous au tombeau....








Lorsque au soleil couchant, les rivieres sont roses, 
Et qu'un tiede frisson court sur les champs de ble, 

Un conseil d'etre heureux semble sortir des choses 

Et monter vers le coeur trouble. 

Un conseil de gouter le charme d'etre au monde 

Cependant qu'on est jeune et que le soir est beau 

Car nous nous en allons, 
Comme s'en va cette onde: 
Elle a la mer, 
Nous au tombeau


paroles:   Paul Bourget            musique:  Claude Debussy (ca. 1883)


Renee Fleming, soprano http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fzNASDPXbMw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Rnjl-s8dPs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TRCk49vcjjY