Rather than asking you to head back to the ranch, I’ve chosen to post insight-driven intuitive additions, which rode out of my think tank on the strong flanked steed of hindsight, this morning—right here, so here goes—
Though readiness to describe my homework assignment, which I've been doing, daily for weeks, is not yet mine (for reasons as yet unknown to me), thank goodness I've been heeding the astute guidance of my therapist, because otherwise, I’d surely have lost hold of my line of self control (and my personal sense of safety, as well) during last weekend when kavanaugh’s confirmation was passed, dividing our nation even more than before. I mean what woman in her right mind can feel safe while a sexual predator, lording power over all in The Oval Office, appoints a second sexual predator to sit next to a third on the highest court of the land. And as to innocent until proven guilty, well—I’ve experienced cause to believe that when electing presidents (and senators who then elect our Supreme Court justices), it’s not too much for the general electorate to expect that the sexual history of each of these candidates to public office be above predatory reproach by women who have dated or worked with these men or else we declare open season on the virtue women whereever they go, year after year, being that role modeling leadership filters down from the top. Seriously, if leadership starts at the top then safe guarding the preservation of the existential freedom and diversity of millions of lives depends upon outing those who get off on secretly bullying the vulnerable.
And having clarified why today’s main point has pricked at my peace of mind throughout the transparent sham of kavabagh’s vetting process, you may want to review revisions made, this morning, to the post published just before yesterday’s was copied and pasted right here—
Hhmm ...
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