Alicia Lopez’s Musings

Archive for July 2009

The world as I see it:

My view of the world changes, from cock-eyed optimist to the darkest and gloomiest of pessimist.  Thankfully, the former is much more prevalent than the latter.

The optimist in me glories when I see one human being bending to help another, when a young teenager stops his texting to assist a senior rise to his feet, when I gaze the wonder of a child as he sees his first sunrise.

Have you ever watched a bird delight in drinking and bathing in your bird bath?  It is a glorious moment in which to ponder the beauty of this world, and all it takes is a little time and patience.

It is my patience that wore out a little, and caused the pessimist in me to emerge, when I saw the pettiness of some senators on denying Sonya Sotomayor a majoral victory in approving her towards the full vote of the senate on her confirmation process for a seat on the Supreme Court.

This was a history making event, marred by six Senators, including one from Texas, who are on the nominating committee.

It was the Senator from Texas that caused me to rile up.  No matter what his reasoning, it brought back memories of my growing up years in that state, when Latinos were simply known as Mexicans, and greasy ones at that.  When looking and landing a job required that you be blonde and blue eyed, because cinnamon skinned people were just plain dumb, and you were not allowed in some restaurants.  I never learned to swim because the nearest swimming pool to our house did not allow us in.

Yes, that was Texas.

Discrimination is horrid, no matter who it is directed against, and anyone who has ever experienced it will remember it forever, I know I have.  Luckily, I see a bright light at the end of a very long tunnel, we have made great strides, but witnessing this last episode confirms that there is still a long road ahead of us.

I, too, have a dream, the optimist in me demands it.

Hasta la vista

neoncomedyandtragedymask

Advertisements

Upon my re-entrance into the everyday world, I was amazed and shocked at what the media, twitters, blogs, etc. are all up in arms about.

Radio Talk hosts, would be panelists, and even a disgraced convicted felon, G. Gordon Liddy, who was sent to prison for 20 years (although he only served 4), for conspiracy, burglary, and wire tapping, are now experts on whether President Barack Obama should be in office. What more stellar citizens and witnesses could anyone possibly want?

They are convinced, and have managed to manipulate hundreds of would be followers, that the President of these United States, duly elected by we, the people, is not a U. S. citizen!

Even the most illogical of persons can see the ridiculousness of all this. By the way, the dictionary states that “Ridiculousness” is “To be completely unreasonable and not at all sensible or acceptable”. It also gives another definition, “Silly and amusing”, isn’t that the truth!

Of course, logic has never entered into any of the claims that have surfaced since he took office, but what the heck, did logic ever convince anyone who wears blinders, and walks the straight unwavering path to a conclusion, reached before any evidence is presented?

Try talking some sense into some of these clods, and it is like talking to a stone wall. They are righteously upset, even spittle forms on their mouths, along with racial epitaphs.

I thought that we, as a country, had advanced forward and left a lot of this behind, but then I am, as the song goes “A cock-eyed optimist”, who tries to look for the good side in everyone. Sad to say, I have failed miserably in this when speaking to some of these people.

I can not honestly convey to you that all of them are Republicans, but the majority exists. How can a party, who lost the election, and most of their seats in Congress, pay back?  Their methods have always been questionable; rumors, slanted writings, back stabbing, you name it, and of course using the media.

How I wish we still had Walter Cronkite reporting to us. May he rest in peace in journalistic heaven, where the truth is always foremost.

Hasta la vista

1

There’s a wonderful world out there.

I had forgotten about it since the death of my husband five months ago.  My world was wound around the pain of losing him, the loneliness of being without him, the confusion of being alone.

Some of the above has dissipated, but I cannot say that all of it is gone; I have been slowly reawakening to the world around me.

Yes, even the closest people to me have already gone back to their lives, and I realize that I must at least begin to do the same.

I came back home after two weeks of traveling between children’s homes, and even visited Florida, to a house of a friend, who is an extended family member.  She too, is a widow, and gave me many insights in to our mutual situations.  Unlike me, she has been widowed for five years, and has formed a new life in a new community.  I hope eventually, I will be able to do the same.

While there, my daughter, son-in-law, and I walked the beach every morning.  It took me longer because I stopped to talk to people, which has always been my nature.

I compared my pooch, back in El Paso with my son, to the pets they were walking, and I spoke doggie talk to them.

I stopped and conversed with parents and their children, admired their sand castles, and was amazed at one family who constructed a huge sea turtle.  The next day, the tide had eaten half of it.  I collected sea shells.

Speaking with a lot of single women, I found out that the majority of them were also widows, and we commiserated with each other.  There is a group out there that, through mutual grief, is bound together.

Back home again, I threw myself into the yard work which I had neglected.  The lawn and garden was a shared joy with my beloved, and I found solace in getting it into shape.

I started attending meetings with my Democratic party, and I was welcomed with open arms.  I began walking with my constant four legged companion.

Slowly but surely, the world around me is coming into focus.  The mountains are gloriously green, with the daily temperature in the 70’s and 80s’, and the nights nice and cool.  My husband’s pet name for our haven was “Cool Pines”.

Yes, there is a wonderful world out there.  I hope to discover more of it soon.

Hasta la vista.