"Our agro-food system knowingly shortens the lives of the poorest in our communities." -Dr. Peter Walker

10.26.2005

NOW check it out.

10.25.2005

"they preach that i should save the world; they pray that i won't do a better job of it"

it's the 50th anniversary of the village voice!
too bad it was just sold to New Times Media.
apparently the print edition that i picked up this afternoon, full of clippings from the paper that was the last 50 years, beat the online edition which comes out tomorrow.

bullshit, i know. but somehow i feel that's somewhat appropriate or metaphorical, a representation of what the voice really is. as i sat skimming through the issue on the subway home from work about an hour ago, i wondered what had not changed in new york in the past 50 years besides the subway and the voice.

p.s. if you can name who's lyric i quoted in the title of this entry (without googlecheating), i'll get you a spare keepsake copy of the special 50th anniversary edition of the voice.

10.17.2005

i keep wasting time at work. i need to stop looking up random things online so i can finish looking up a few patients' phone numbers and then go home and unpack so that maybe later i can spend some time looking up random things online.

10.11.2005

oy vey

there's this african-american nurse where i work who constantly says things like "oy vey" and calls me "bubeleh." it's bizzare.

there's actually more to that story, but not now.
my life has gone to insane shit. and i mean insane.

so the move was postponed yet again this weekend, because the apt wasn't ready on sunday when it was supposed to. saturday consisted of me frantically trying to pack and figure out if i was buying a bed or not and move other large furniture around my house. however this only got crazier b/c the day went from- yes, i'm moving to: becca saw the apt and it's still a mess so no i'm not moving yet to: nicole spoke to the landlady who assured her it would be ready by sunday, so nicole is insisting on moving on sunday and in order to share the movers with her i have to move to. but then i was like, fuck this, i'm not moving tomorrow so she agreed to just bring a mattress and sleep there this week and she'd move the rest of her stuff next week.

needless to say, i got there on sunday jsut to check out the place and nicole came a little later but it was clearly in no condition to be slept in so she didn't stay in the end. it's a huge mess and they still have things left to do like painting and installing radiators, filling in a hole in the wall in my room, some painting and staining of doors, putting in the kitchen sink, and A LOT of clean up.

but wait. it gets MUY better. during those several days of craziness, every time i spoke to becca, she was more and more mad at nicole and complaining that nicole was treating her unfairly and violating her, that nicole never listens to her and just yells at her on the phone and she's having serious doubts about livign with nicole at all. i tried to reassure her that everything would be ok (on sat night) and then didn't speak to her again until last night (monday) when she called me.

she called me to tell me that she can't live with nicole and she's pulling out of the lease and getting a subletter before we even move in.
meanwhile, i had been having major doubts about moving for weeks, bc i'm still not sure i want to commit to living in ny for a full year. and i had discussed this with becca. but i assumed that i couldn't actually pull out of the lease a) because it would be incredibly unfair and b) b/c the lease says NO SUBLETS ARE ALLOWED!.

i told becca this- she claimed she hadn't read the part of the lease that said no sublets allowed. she's still insisting that she do this, and it was an incredibly hellish night, one of my worst ever although, i did eventually get to sleep.
i literally almost pulled my hair out. if there was some way i could get out of this, i would. i really would. somehow she's getting out of this, but i'm not allowed to?

i don't understand how anyone could do this, and it's just an unbareably confusing and upsetting thing. i'm so mad yet i keep crying uncontrollably.

MEANWHILE, i had a research meeting at work last week where the Dr. in charge of my study announced (to everyone's surprise) that he wants to end the study immediately and move on to the rest of data collection/analysis and writing the papers. nobody really knew what was going on and my boss said she'd speak to him (he's sort of scatterbrained and she does all the detail work) and see what the hell he was talking about and get back to me. so she just got back to me and said that he wants us to stop recruiting new patients (which is currently the majority of my job) at the end of this week and focus solely on data collection for the existing patients which he thinks is going to take a really long time.

neither my boss nor i quite know what that means yet, but it's going to be a big change for me.

sorry there was no humour in this post. ugh, i don't know what to do, and my life is a huge mess! help!

10.07.2005

[murder?], she blogged

"we can save democracy
with the wealth only freedom can bring"
-rosie

shanah tova; the year ahead...


shanah tovah to you all! as this past tuesday and wednesday were the jewish holiday of rosh hashanah, which celebrates the beginning of the jewish year it seems that the past few weeks have included a lot of thinking about the future, especially the coming year and where i want to end up by next rosh hashanah. this has all happened sort of surreptitiously, though, interspersed between a lot that's been going on in my life. all of this is the same reason that i haven't gotten to post in several weeks; - an apartment search, a found apartment, a lease signing despite many doubts about the commitment-to-NY entailed by the signing of said lease, and a bunch of other stuff.

i took a few pictures at the 9.24 anti-war march in DC which i hope to post soon, as well as some of the numerous pictures i took of my niece while she and her parents visited for the holidays this week. but now i should get back to work and save the blog posting for my own time.

tomorrow morning i'm auditioning to be on jeopardy (keep on laughing; you're absolutely right) and the very vague and likely not actually happening plan is to move into the new place in brooklyn on sunday.

more to come.

but in the meantime, i'm still on all these listservs from cornell and elsewhere that i need to get off of, but i'm reluctant to do so. after seeing this website earlier today, i had an idea that instead of trying to continue to cull all of the interesting articles i receive and forward them on to individuals who might be interested, i could post them on this blog and comment :) i don't know why it's taken me this long to figure that out. as i sit and wonder how everyone else gets so much fodder for their blogs.

so here's the first one, taken from an email:


Happy Birthday Desmond Tutu!

From Wikipedia.

Archbishop Desmond Tutu

Desmond Mpilo Tutu (born October 7, 1931) is a South African cleric and
activist who rose to worldwide fame during the 1980s as an opponent of
apartheid. Tutu was the first black South African Anglican Archbishop of
Cape Town, South Africa, and primate of the Church of the Province of
Southern Africa. He was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize in 1984.

"When the missionaries came to Africa they had the Bible and we had the
land. They said "Let us pray." We closed our eyes. When we opened them we
had the Bible and they had the land."

"You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them."

"If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of
the oppressor. If an elephant has its foot on the tail of a mouse and you
say that you are neutral, the mouse will not appreciate your neutrality."

"I don't preach a social gospel; I preach the Gospel, period. The gospel of
our Lord Jesus Christ is concerned for the whole person. When people were
hungry, Jesus didn't say, "Now is that political or social?" He said, "I
feed you." Because the good news to a hungry person is bread."

"We may be surprised at the people we find in heaven. God has a soft spot
for sinners. His standards are quite low."

"Be nice to whites, they need you to rediscover their humanity."

"A person is a person because he recognizes others as persons."

"For goodness sake, will they hear, will white people hear what we are
trying to say? Please, all we are asking you to do is to recognize that we
are humans, too."

"I am not interested in picking up crumbs of compassion thrown from the
table of someone who considers himself my master. I want the full menu of
rights."

"Those who invest in South Africa should not think they are doing us a
favor; they are here for what they get out of our cheap and abundant labor,
and they should know that they are buttressing one of the most vicious
systems."


http://www.afrol.com/articles/13584
http://www.afrol.com/articles/11404
http://iafrica.com/news/sa/820912.htm
http://www.whosoever.org/v2i4/perry.html