While watching the morning news and watching the temperature plunge back down to 0F, my mind took a trip of it's own.
The Oscars. The biggest "we love ourselves and want to show each other just how much except for some of us" award show in America. Oops! We forgot about loving the black actors and actresses. We'll try harder next time. At least they include some white women. Chris Rock had fun and was pretty funny without being overtly angry and Lady Gaga sings well enough to change her name from Gaga to Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta, which is her real name. What an idea!
Super Tuesday is tomorrow when regular people in about 11 states get to pick their choice for Republican, Democratic, or both, favorite candidates to run in the presidential election coming up in November when it will be getting cold again. My god this is a long, torturous process! Is all this "freedom" worth it? Watching the Republican leaders in the contest is like watching children arguing in the sandbox about who has the best sand and calling each other various names like clown, baby, lightweight, liar, idiot, a mess, looks like he's got a squirrel on his head, single biggest liar, pretends to be a Republican, short, sweaty, little boy, con-artist, make sure his pants weren’t wet, and the absolute worst, "liberal." Trump is still leading over Cruz and Rubio, but I wonder if it's because he isn't Cuban? Suffice it to say I won't be giving my support to any of them.
Today is Leap Day where those of us who are earthbound use the day to synchronize our concept of time with the rest of the universe. It is also considered to be Sadie Hawkins Day. It allegedly began back in Ireland, but was given the moniker of Sadie Hawkins Day in the Li'l Abner comic strip back in 1937 and may have been another day altogether. Back when gender roles were more strict it was permissible for women, who had been waiting for the man of their dreams to ask them out on a date, to ask the man out or to get married whichever was appropriate. This, of course, has all kinds of sexist connotations that hearken back to what many Republicans refer to as "family values." Thinking back to my own Sadie Hawkins experiences, I recall getting asked to a dance or two in high school and college. I was okay with it and a little flattered, too. It was the beginning of my feeling that if women had more responsibility to run things some of the pressure would be taken off of men. To me it was a brilliant concept, but not to all men. It must be a control thing. Gazing into my crystal ball I see this changing in a major way come November. While she may not be my first choice, Hillary Clinton is way better than anyone from the other side. I will sit back and enjoy the explosion of heads among some of the other old white men out there.