Airline Announcements
United Flight Attendant announced, "People, people we're not picking out furniture here, find a seat and get in it!
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On landing, the stewardess said, "Please be sure to take all of your belongings. If you're going to leave anything, please make sure it's something we'd like to have. "
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"There may be 50 ways to leave your lover, but there are only 4 ways out of this airplane"
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An airline pilot wrote that on this particular flight he had hammered his ship into the runway really hard. The airline had a policy which required the first officer to stand at the door while the passengers exited, smile, and give them a "Thanks for flying our airline." He said that, in light of his bad landing, he had a hard time looking the passengers in the eye, thinking that someone would have a smart comment. Finally everyone had gotten off except for a little old lady walking with a cane.
She said, "Sir, do you mind if I ask you a question?"
"Why, no, Ma'am," said the pilot. "What is it?"
The little old lady said, "Did we land, or were we shot down?"
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As the plane landed and was coming to a stop at Ronald Reagan, a lone voice came over the loudspeaker: "Whoa, big fella, WHOA!"
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After a particularly rough landing during thunderstorms in Memphis, a flight attendant on a Northwest flight announced, "Please take care when opening the overhead compartments because sure as hell everything has shifted after a landing like that."
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Another flight attendant's comment on a less than perfect landing: "We ask you to please remain seated as Captain Kangaroo bounces us to the terminal."
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Overheard on an American Airlines flight into Amarillo , Texas on a particularly windy and bumpy day: During the final approach, the Captain was really having to fight it. After an extremely hard landing, the Flight Attendant said, "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Amarillo . Please remain in your seats with your seat belts fastened while the Captain taxis what's left of our airplane to the gate!"
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"Your seat cushions can be used for flotation; and, in the event of an emergency water landing, please paddle to shore and take them with our compliments."
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"As you exit the plane, make sure to gather all of your belongings. Anything left behind will be distributed evenly among the flight attendants. Please do not leave children or spouses......except for that gentleman over there."
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Heard on Southwest Airlines just after a very hard landing in Salt Lake City . The flight attendant came on the intercom and said, "That was quite a bump, and I know what y'all are thinking. I'm here to tell you it wasn't the airline's fault, it wasn't the pilot's fault, it wasn't the flight attendant's fault, it was the asphalt."
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After a real crusher of a landing in Phoenix , the attendant came on with, "Ladies and Gentlemen, please remain in your seats until Capt. Crash and the Crew have brought the aircraft to a screeching halt against the gate. And, once the tire smoke has cleared and the warning bells are silenced, we'll open the door and you can pick your way through the wreckage to the terminal."
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Part of a flight attendant's arrival announcement: "We'd like to thank you folks for flying with us today. And, the next time you get the insane urge to go blasting through the skies in a pressurized metal tube, we hope you'll think of US Airways."
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Heard on a Southwest Airline flight - "Ladies and gentlemen, if you wish to smoke, the smoking section on this airplane is on the wing and if you can light 'em, you can smoke 'em."
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A plane was taking off from Kennedy Airport . After it reached a comfortable cruising altitude, the captain made an announcement over the intercom, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Welcome to Flight Number 293, nonstop from New York to Los Angeles . The weather ahead is good and, therefore, we should have a smooth and uneventful flight. Now sit back and relax... OH, MY GOD!" Silence followed, and after a few minutes, the captain came back on the intercom and said, "Ladies and Gentlemen, I am so sorry if I scared you earlier. While I was talking to you, the flight attendant accidentally spilled a cup of hot coffee in my lap. You should see the front of my pants!"
A passenger in Coach yelled, "That's nothing. You should see the back of mine!"
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Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
QUIET OBAMA ACCOMPLISHMENT
I haven't been watching TV much recently, so if this has been reported and I just missed it, forgive me. But it seems that the plan Obama has hammered out with BP re the Gulf oil compensation plan is an AMAZING accomplishment.
Under present law (thanks again, Bush-Cheney admin), an oil company can only be held liable for $54 million in claims. WA Senator Patty Murray is trying to change that with a new bill, but in the meantime, that's the law/regulation or whatever you want to call it.
Obama has gotten BP to fund a $20B fund to pay the people hurt by the Gulf oil disaster -- and it isn't just $20B, according to Ken Feingold, who is administering it. It's replenishable by BP if $20B isn't enough -- and as the efforts to stop the flow have failed miserably, it may be necessary to pay fishermen, shrimpers, hotel chains and other tourist industries who depend on tourism, etc. for numerous decades.
This is HUGE. This is so huge, in fact, that some GOP folks are calling it a "shakedown." One GOP fellow has apologized to BP for the inconvenience of being required to help beyond what is actually required of them.
Kudos to BP for agreeing -- but the greatest kudos go to Obama's folks, who doggedly pursued them, cajoled them, and reminded them that this disaster is a public relations nighmare and that only by doing the right thing could they ever redeem themselves as a company in the eyes of the world. That must have taken some doing... That's diplomacy (or clout) of the highest order.
Because of the way this has been handled, the American taxpayer shouldn't have to put out an extra dime to rescue the Gulf; BP had agreed that they made the mess, and they'll clean it up.
So in addition to health care reform, mitigating a global financial meltdown, smacking Wall Street upside the head and almost 100 other things this administration has done, it has also had our backs during this presently-unmitigated catastrophe in the gulf. The oil continues to gush, the white sands of Florida continue to turn foul, people continue to hurt and fish, foul and mammalian wildlife contine to die, but one thing is certain: Obama is focused on what CAN be done to make certain something like this will be a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence and then WHEN it occurs, the companies responsible will honor their moral and ethical reponsibility to fix it, whatever it takes, for however long it takes.
That's leadership. That's quick-witted strategy. That's the fellow I voted for. I have never been more proud of a vote in my lifetime.
I hope every other person who voted DEM in 2008 will take stock of what has been accomplished against enormous, vitriolic odds and realize that this administration is getting results. In just 18 months we're a helluva lot farther along than we "should" be, given the virulent attacks and stonewalling of the other major party. And it's only the beginning, as long as we turn out in large numbers this year again and use the ballot to proclaim, "Good job! Keep it up!"
I hope Obama supporters will get busy following the 4th of July and volunteer to make phone calls, go canvassing, and reach out to friends and family to underscore to all you meet that you've seen what can be done when you have representatives in Congress and elsewhere who have ours backs and who do the right thing, even when it's hard...
Under present law (thanks again, Bush-Cheney admin), an oil company can only be held liable for $54 million in claims. WA Senator Patty Murray is trying to change that with a new bill, but in the meantime, that's the law/regulation or whatever you want to call it.
Obama has gotten BP to fund a $20B fund to pay the people hurt by the Gulf oil disaster -- and it isn't just $20B, according to Ken Feingold, who is administering it. It's replenishable by BP if $20B isn't enough -- and as the efforts to stop the flow have failed miserably, it may be necessary to pay fishermen, shrimpers, hotel chains and other tourist industries who depend on tourism, etc. for numerous decades.
This is HUGE. This is so huge, in fact, that some GOP folks are calling it a "shakedown." One GOP fellow has apologized to BP for the inconvenience of being required to help beyond what is actually required of them.
Kudos to BP for agreeing -- but the greatest kudos go to Obama's folks, who doggedly pursued them, cajoled them, and reminded them that this disaster is a public relations nighmare and that only by doing the right thing could they ever redeem themselves as a company in the eyes of the world. That must have taken some doing... That's diplomacy (or clout) of the highest order.
Because of the way this has been handled, the American taxpayer shouldn't have to put out an extra dime to rescue the Gulf; BP had agreed that they made the mess, and they'll clean it up.
So in addition to health care reform, mitigating a global financial meltdown, smacking Wall Street upside the head and almost 100 other things this administration has done, it has also had our backs during this presently-unmitigated catastrophe in the gulf. The oil continues to gush, the white sands of Florida continue to turn foul, people continue to hurt and fish, foul and mammalian wildlife contine to die, but one thing is certain: Obama is focused on what CAN be done to make certain something like this will be a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence and then WHEN it occurs, the companies responsible will honor their moral and ethical reponsibility to fix it, whatever it takes, for however long it takes.
That's leadership. That's quick-witted strategy. That's the fellow I voted for. I have never been more proud of a vote in my lifetime.
I hope every other person who voted DEM in 2008 will take stock of what has been accomplished against enormous, vitriolic odds and realize that this administration is getting results. In just 18 months we're a helluva lot farther along than we "should" be, given the virulent attacks and stonewalling of the other major party. And it's only the beginning, as long as we turn out in large numbers this year again and use the ballot to proclaim, "Good job! Keep it up!"
I hope Obama supporters will get busy following the 4th of July and volunteer to make phone calls, go canvassing, and reach out to friends and family to underscore to all you meet that you've seen what can be done when you have representatives in Congress and elsewhere who have ours backs and who do the right thing, even when it's hard...
Friday, June 25, 2010
Former VP Cheney in the Hospital
You don't suppose the Gulf oil spill has been weighing heavily on his conscience and heart, do you?
One can only hope...
I wish him well... although he's one of my least favorite people of all time, ever. I really think God should let him stick around to see what his cozy oil company and Halliburton policies are doing to the planet every second of every day until God only knows when. It's my idea of divine retribution...
One can only hope...
I wish him well... although he's one of my least favorite people of all time, ever. I really think God should let him stick around to see what his cozy oil company and Halliburton policies are doing to the planet every second of every day until God only knows when. It's my idea of divine retribution...
Michael Jackson One Year Later...
This anniversary snuck up on me. I can't believe it has been a year already. I guess that's because I'm not over being sad yet...
Michael Jackson's untimely death was a tragedy of immense proportions. There are so many questions left unanswered...
He was helpless to help himself. Why would nobody else help him?
Are people allowed to disintegrate before the eyes of their familes and friends?
Are there people willing to look the other way, provided they're well paid enough?
Will a company use a person until they're all used up?
The sad answer to every one of these questions is "Yes." It happens every day. It doesn't only happen to Michael Jackson. But when it happens to someone who's world renowned, we take notice.
We look around. We realize the importance of the people around us, who are as special to us as Michael Jackson was/is to his family and fans. Any of them could be gone tomorrow... just as he was...
It isn't fair. Michael was killed by an addiction that consumed him, administered by a licensed doctor who continues to insist that nothing he did "should" have killed him. But it did!!!
It did.
And here we are, a year later, sadder... but no wiser. People die every day of legally-prescribed drugs approved by licensed doctors. Dr Murray administered a drug in Michael Jackson's rented mansion that should only have been administered in a hospital setting during a surgical procedure. He did it because Michael insisted.
Would he have fired a gun at Michael, had Michael insisted? He may as well have...
If Michael wasn't competent to make wise decisions, why in the world would a doctor abide by them?
I just don't understand. And I never will. This is a tragedy that should never have happened.
Michael Jackson's untimely death was a tragedy of immense proportions. There are so many questions left unanswered...
He was helpless to help himself. Why would nobody else help him?
Are people allowed to disintegrate before the eyes of their familes and friends?
Are there people willing to look the other way, provided they're well paid enough?
Will a company use a person until they're all used up?
The sad answer to every one of these questions is "Yes." It happens every day. It doesn't only happen to Michael Jackson. But when it happens to someone who's world renowned, we take notice.
We look around. We realize the importance of the people around us, who are as special to us as Michael Jackson was/is to his family and fans. Any of them could be gone tomorrow... just as he was...
It isn't fair. Michael was killed by an addiction that consumed him, administered by a licensed doctor who continues to insist that nothing he did "should" have killed him. But it did!!!
It did.
And here we are, a year later, sadder... but no wiser. People die every day of legally-prescribed drugs approved by licensed doctors. Dr Murray administered a drug in Michael Jackson's rented mansion that should only have been administered in a hospital setting during a surgical procedure. He did it because Michael insisted.
Would he have fired a gun at Michael, had Michael insisted? He may as well have...
If Michael wasn't competent to make wise decisions, why in the world would a doctor abide by them?
I just don't understand. And I never will. This is a tragedy that should never have happened.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Been Really Busy!
Sorry for the delay in posting again. I'm working on at least three different fronts every day -- often day and night -- so my ability to blog often falls by the wayside.
I have a heavy Elance workload right now -- have for more than two weeks -- and it looks like that isn't going to slow down any time soon. I'm also making at least 50 calls a day for OFA and riding herd on some volunteers who are doing what they can to keep the ball rolling for OFA. The third front is LIFE -- you know, the stuff we all need to do: eat, sleep, get in a wee bit of entertainment whenever we can shoehorn it in.
I went to see THE GRAPES OF WRATH on Sunday -- a live play put on by Lakewood Playhouse. Based on John STeinbeck's novel, it's a real downer of a story about the Dust Bowl years and the hundreds of thouands of American who were displaced and forced to relocate during that decade in our history.
What seemed very fresh and contemporary to me about the story was that, the moment the beleaguered, transplanted Okies tried to organize to keep themselves from being paid almost nothing for their labors, the people in power -- Californians with land and fields to harvest -- started calling them "Reds" to demonize and marginalize them.
That happens today. Progressive and Liberal (and even moderates like Obama) are called Marxists, Socialists and Communists by the people whose positions of power are being questioned and "threatened" (their term, not mine) by the notion that all Americans should be able to rise to their highest potentials without having roadblocks placed in the way, beyond the obstacles that come to us naturally.
JFK and RFK were called Liberals (and worse) by their opponents because they insisted that black Americans and Native Americans and Hispanics should be able to share the American dream, since they too had bled and died and suffered in every war we ever waged... even though some of them came here as slaves as the result of brutal kidnapping (blacks, Chinese). (The term "being shanghied" came from the brutal custom of kidnapping hardy young Chinese workers in Shanghai and tossing them into the bowels of a ship bound for San Francisco.)
Ted Kennedy was a Liberal eventually-- but he grew into the role as the decades developed after 1970; he didn't start out the way he ended up. He grew into the role of a liberal as his heart developed and matured.
His two brothers, Jack and Bob, were trying to move the ball forward during more primitive times. They recognized that it was patently unfair to deny the same opportunities to non-white Americans. We can see and acknowledge that now. (Well, most of us can. There are still a few clueless Neanderthals around. I met several of them during 2008 when I was phoning voters and heard them say, "I will never vote for a black man.")
So if being for equal justice and equal opportunity is socialist, I guess you need to count me in. I just see my belief system as being an inseparable part of my Christian upbringing.
I don't believe in people getting what they don't earn (although that happens often enough via lottery, inheritance and luck), but I do believe that anyone who works hard, gets taxed (this eliminates a lot of rich people, who write off their taxes and pay next to nothing!), and does everything he or she can to contribute to move the ball forward for him/herself and others ought to have an equal opportunity to succeed, unfettered by his or her race, gender, sexual orientation, physical or mental disability, or political affiliation.
But that's just me. How about you?
Thursday, June 17, 2010
A Dog's Purpose -- Thanks Sue Giovenale Morgan for Sharing This!
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.
I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.
As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.
The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker 's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.
The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ''I know why.''
Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the way I try to live.
He said,''People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?'' The Six-year-old continued, ''Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long.''
Live simply.
Love generously.
Care deeply.
Speak kindly.
Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:
When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.
Take naps.
Stretch before rising.
Run, romp, and play daily.
Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
Be loyal.
Never pretend to be something you're not.
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.
I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.
As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.
The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker 's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.
The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ''I know why.''
Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the way I try to live.
He said,''People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?'' The Six-year-old continued, ''Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long.''
Live simply.
Love generously.
Care deeply.
Speak kindly.
Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:
When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.
Take naps.
Stretch before rising.
Run, romp, and play daily.
Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
Be loyal.
Never pretend to be something you're not.
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
From Senator Patty Murray (D-WA) -- One of the BEST Senators EVER!
I have recently co-sponsored a bill that would make sure oil companies are held accountable for the enormous economic costs resulting from spills. Currently, the responsible party in an oil spill must cover all costs related to clean up; however there is a $75 million cap on its liability for economic damages, such as lost business revenues from fishing and tourism, natural resources damages or lost local tax revenues. I am working to ensure that there is no liability cap so that oil companies like BP will have to take full responsibility for the disastrous effects of these spills.
Friday, June 11, 2010
About DeForest Kelley...The Final Journey
The reminders started coming in before midnight from England. This is the 11th anniversary of De's passing. It's a dreary day here outdoors and perhaps that's fitting...
But on the day he actually passed away, the sun was shining in southern California. And it became very busy, very fast.
I was in charge of calling the 12 people on his list that needed to be notified of his death before the information assaulted the airwaves. The publicist at the hospital said she would release the news at 3 p.m., so I had just under three hours to help Carolyn back to her room, process the loss myself, and make those calls. It was a very short three hours.
None of the people on De's call list had been given any notice that he was in precarious health -- I'm sure to alleviate their pain until the last possible second, and perhaps to keep the news from leaking out that he was seriously sick at all. (22K+ cards and notes -- which we received after his passing -- would have put him over the edge, for sure, because he was always so good about responding to everyone who cared enough about him to reach out to him.)
So I had to make the calls, introduce myself, and diplomatically find a way to deliver devastating news. The call list included his two nephews.
The shock in every voice was palpable over the phone. "What?! I can't believe it? What happened?! I didn't even know he was sick!"
So every call took a minimum of five minutes, except when I had to leave voicemail messages. De didn't want anyone who was close to him to find out about his passing while driving a car or by turning on the television...
I turned all the PR stuff over to AC Lyles at Paramount. He would know what to say. I didn't have time or the inclination to face cameras, questions and the further distress of saddened reporters. (When I watched the news late that night, I could see that, although the reporters were professional, they were very sad and surprised to hear the news.)
I wanted to go to the vigil near his star that night... felt I should be there since I was his star polisher.. but it had been a very, very long day and I was exhausted. Unable to sleep, but exhausted. So exhausted that as I left Carolyn that night to drive home, the thought crossed my mind as I exited her hospital room, "Oh, wait. I still need to go over and say goodnight to De..." Crazy. I suppose predictable, too.
While we waited for the fellow from the Neptune Society to arrive to pick up De's body, I sat with Carolyn part of the time and cleaned De's room part of the time (at Carolyn's request, so things wouldn't be vulnerable to theft, souvenirs, what have you). It was eerie cleaning up in the room where his body lay. One thing I noticed, the few times I looked over at him, was how peaceful he seemed. The lines in his face were relaxed, smooth. I thought about how hard it must have been for him these past months (indeed, two years) to be constantly concerned about what would happen to Carolyn following his passing. This couple was in love, top to toes; it filled the room as they struggled to keep a lid on the inescapability of his leavetaking.
When the Neptune Society driver arrived, about 4 pm, I left Carolyn's room to help him move De from the bed to the gurney (or whatever you call the contraption that funeral folks use), then accompanied his body as the man pushed the cart down the long hallways to his van. Nurses stopped what they were doing, turned with respect to the event. Some said, "Goodbye, De.." "Thank you, De." "God bless you, De," as we passed. The lump in my throat got bigger; my eyes were swimming.
As we exited the building, TV helicopters hovered overhead. I told the Neptune guy, "I know he can't feel anything, but be gentle with him." He said, "Oh, I will! We are with everyone. But I have to tell you.. this one is special to me, too. I've picked up some famous people -- Mayor Sam Yorty included -- but Mr. Kelley... well, I'll never forget this day."
Neither will I. Neither will I.
If I could, I suppose I would, because absolutely every other memory I have of that man is happy, hopeful, humorous and beyond human description. I put a lot of the good stuff into my first book about De. Those of you who have read it now know him about as well as I did all along the way. And I hope you were all blessed by it.
The last part was hard to read, I know (even though I was very careful as I wrote it) because it was hard to live through. But live through we do... because it's what we have to do, and for no other reason. If losing someone we love doesn't hurt, something is very wrong.
Carolyn and I were "prepared" to lose him, but we weren't ready to lose him. The rest of the world, in a very real sense, was in the same boat with us eleven years ago today.
I'm happy to say that on most days of the year his passing is the farthest thing from my mind. What he brought to this planet remains. That's why people email me from all over the world on his birthday and on this day to tell me they're with me in solidarity: heart, mind and spirit.
DeForest Kelley: You brought love, grace and joy to the world, much like another Fellow you're with today. I hope you look down occasionally and grin that wonderful grin. It lit up the world.
"He isn't really dead, you know... as long as we remember him."
DE: WE REMEMBER YOU -- WITH LOVE AND THANKS!
But on the day he actually passed away, the sun was shining in southern California. And it became very busy, very fast.
I was in charge of calling the 12 people on his list that needed to be notified of his death before the information assaulted the airwaves. The publicist at the hospital said she would release the news at 3 p.m., so I had just under three hours to help Carolyn back to her room, process the loss myself, and make those calls. It was a very short three hours.
None of the people on De's call list had been given any notice that he was in precarious health -- I'm sure to alleviate their pain until the last possible second, and perhaps to keep the news from leaking out that he was seriously sick at all. (22K+ cards and notes -- which we received after his passing -- would have put him over the edge, for sure, because he was always so good about responding to everyone who cared enough about him to reach out to him.)
So I had to make the calls, introduce myself, and diplomatically find a way to deliver devastating news. The call list included his two nephews.
The shock in every voice was palpable over the phone. "What?! I can't believe it? What happened?! I didn't even know he was sick!"
So every call took a minimum of five minutes, except when I had to leave voicemail messages. De didn't want anyone who was close to him to find out about his passing while driving a car or by turning on the television...
I turned all the PR stuff over to AC Lyles at Paramount. He would know what to say. I didn't have time or the inclination to face cameras, questions and the further distress of saddened reporters. (When I watched the news late that night, I could see that, although the reporters were professional, they were very sad and surprised to hear the news.)
I wanted to go to the vigil near his star that night... felt I should be there since I was his star polisher.. but it had been a very, very long day and I was exhausted. Unable to sleep, but exhausted. So exhausted that as I left Carolyn that night to drive home, the thought crossed my mind as I exited her hospital room, "Oh, wait. I still need to go over and say goodnight to De..." Crazy. I suppose predictable, too.
While we waited for the fellow from the Neptune Society to arrive to pick up De's body, I sat with Carolyn part of the time and cleaned De's room part of the time (at Carolyn's request, so things wouldn't be vulnerable to theft, souvenirs, what have you). It was eerie cleaning up in the room where his body lay. One thing I noticed, the few times I looked over at him, was how peaceful he seemed. The lines in his face were relaxed, smooth. I thought about how hard it must have been for him these past months (indeed, two years) to be constantly concerned about what would happen to Carolyn following his passing. This couple was in love, top to toes; it filled the room as they struggled to keep a lid on the inescapability of his leavetaking.
When the Neptune Society driver arrived, about 4 pm, I left Carolyn's room to help him move De from the bed to the gurney (or whatever you call the contraption that funeral folks use), then accompanied his body as the man pushed the cart down the long hallways to his van. Nurses stopped what they were doing, turned with respect to the event. Some said, "Goodbye, De.." "Thank you, De." "God bless you, De," as we passed. The lump in my throat got bigger; my eyes were swimming.
As we exited the building, TV helicopters hovered overhead. I told the Neptune guy, "I know he can't feel anything, but be gentle with him." He said, "Oh, I will! We are with everyone. But I have to tell you.. this one is special to me, too. I've picked up some famous people -- Mayor Sam Yorty included -- but Mr. Kelley... well, I'll never forget this day."
Neither will I. Neither will I.
If I could, I suppose I would, because absolutely every other memory I have of that man is happy, hopeful, humorous and beyond human description. I put a lot of the good stuff into my first book about De. Those of you who have read it now know him about as well as I did all along the way. And I hope you were all blessed by it.
The last part was hard to read, I know (even though I was very careful as I wrote it) because it was hard to live through. But live through we do... because it's what we have to do, and for no other reason. If losing someone we love doesn't hurt, something is very wrong.
Carolyn and I were "prepared" to lose him, but we weren't ready to lose him. The rest of the world, in a very real sense, was in the same boat with us eleven years ago today.
I'm happy to say that on most days of the year his passing is the farthest thing from my mind. What he brought to this planet remains. That's why people email me from all over the world on his birthday and on this day to tell me they're with me in solidarity: heart, mind and spirit.
DeForest Kelley: You brought love, grace and joy to the world, much like another Fellow you're with today. I hope you look down occasionally and grin that wonderful grin. It lit up the world.
"He isn't really dead, you know... as long as we remember him."
DE: WE REMEMBER YOU -- WITH LOVE AND THANKS!
Lisa Hamner, De's Present Star Polisher
June 11, 2009
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Shall I Divulge? Oh, Sure, Why Not?
OK. I apologize in advance if this sounds like bragging... but...
The Director of the Washington State OFA organization, Dustin Lambro, called to ask me to be on an important conference call tonight hosted by Jeremy Bird, who reports to Mitch Stewart, who reports to President Obama. WOW!
Dustin asked if I'd be one of three volunteers across the country to report on last Saturday's event for the Vote 2010 Kickoff, because we had a very good turnout and numerous "best practices" to report. So I did that.
It was kind of fun. I guess I must have misplaced every last nerve I ever had. I no longer get stage fright when asked to do something of significance that's outside my comfort zone. I guess that's because it's such an important thing and I know, for sure, it ain't about ME, but about what I can share that will help others be more effective as volunteers, team leaders and community organizers.
Tonight's call was less stressful, by far, than taking the stage in Seattle, Sacramento, Oakland, Denver, Baltimore and Vegas to talk about DeForest Kelley to 3K people OR present a STAR TREK stand-up comedy routine -- that's for sure! It felt kinda nice, actually...
A long, long, long time ago I was really, really into politics (the late 60's and early 70's, as a newly fledged voter), but after Watergate I bailed for a very long time... except for brief forays to campaign for McGovern-Shriver and to vote for Jimmy Carter and Dukakis-Ferraro. I didn't really want to be working for what seemed to be a bunch of lobbyist-purchased politicians. I considered it all pretty corrupt and unsavory for about 30 years, and checked out.
But in my heart of hearts, I really did want to care again -- I just didn't consider politicians people to care about! Now that I do have an Administration in office that I really do care about, my enthusiasm is back. It feels good, if a little scary (because I remember what happened to all the politicians I cared about in the 60's -- bang, bang, bang). But I figure, hey... if these people are willing to go out there and run, and lead, and risk their lives, who am I to sit on the sidelines when I admire them so and agree with their policies? I mean, it would be lame to do that.
So I'm in, with both feet. I pray every day that the tension and turmoil and demonizing that is tearing the country apart will fade and that we'll all agree to disagree agreebly where we do disagree politically... That would be fantatsic.
I would love to discuss the issues without running into the spin/smear machine. It would make life less stressful in a number of ways. I don't like being tense... at all. I'm the peaceable type.
The Director of the Washington State OFA organization, Dustin Lambro, called to ask me to be on an important conference call tonight hosted by Jeremy Bird, who reports to Mitch Stewart, who reports to President Obama. WOW!
Dustin asked if I'd be one of three volunteers across the country to report on last Saturday's event for the Vote 2010 Kickoff, because we had a very good turnout and numerous "best practices" to report. So I did that.
It was kind of fun. I guess I must have misplaced every last nerve I ever had. I no longer get stage fright when asked to do something of significance that's outside my comfort zone. I guess that's because it's such an important thing and I know, for sure, it ain't about ME, but about what I can share that will help others be more effective as volunteers, team leaders and community organizers.
Tonight's call was less stressful, by far, than taking the stage in Seattle, Sacramento, Oakland, Denver, Baltimore and Vegas to talk about DeForest Kelley to 3K people OR present a STAR TREK stand-up comedy routine -- that's for sure! It felt kinda nice, actually...
A long, long, long time ago I was really, really into politics (the late 60's and early 70's, as a newly fledged voter), but after Watergate I bailed for a very long time... except for brief forays to campaign for McGovern-Shriver and to vote for Jimmy Carter and Dukakis-Ferraro. I didn't really want to be working for what seemed to be a bunch of lobbyist-purchased politicians. I considered it all pretty corrupt and unsavory for about 30 years, and checked out.
But in my heart of hearts, I really did want to care again -- I just didn't consider politicians people to care about! Now that I do have an Administration in office that I really do care about, my enthusiasm is back. It feels good, if a little scary (because I remember what happened to all the politicians I cared about in the 60's -- bang, bang, bang). But I figure, hey... if these people are willing to go out there and run, and lead, and risk their lives, who am I to sit on the sidelines when I admire them so and agree with their policies? I mean, it would be lame to do that.
So I'm in, with both feet. I pray every day that the tension and turmoil and demonizing that is tearing the country apart will fade and that we'll all agree to disagree agreebly where we do disagree politically... That would be fantatsic.
I would love to discuss the issues without running into the spin/smear machine. It would make life less stressful in a number of ways. I don't like being tense... at all. I'm the peaceable type.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
My Perspective on the Gulf Oil Disaster
Any time anyone defends a position, the general understanding is that they accept whatever it is they're defending -- and its consequences.
GOP Congressman Don Young has said that the Gulf of Mexico oil spill is not an environmental disaster. I'm astounded and appalled.
What is it, if not an environmental disaster of almost biblical proportions? Wildlife and habitat are dying wholesale, the lives and fortunes of people across the Gulf coast are stymied and may indeed be perishing...
I have no idea how even our most conservative citizens can be taking any of this in and not having almost-blinding "AHA!' moments.
The "party of no" orchestrated this course of history by getting into bed with the oil barons and not questioning whatever they said.
"Failsafe" systems failed... at what cost? We don't even know the total cost yet because the oil is still "spilling.." a misnomer for GUSHING LIKE MAD!! BP had no backup plan in place to immediately address a gusher lying a mile beneath the surface of the ocean. They've been scrambling -- will be scrambling for months still -- to find a way to shut the thing down and give the Gulf coast an uphill chance to recover in the decades to come.
And this is just one offshore oil rig among thousands in the Gulf. How many others are similarly constructed? How many additional back-up devices is BP planning to build for each of them, now that they know their "fail safe" back-up plan failed?
If this doesn't infuriate the right and the center the way it infuriates me (and I'm far from a leftie, believe me) and make them reconsider voting for folks whose vested interests (paid for with lobbyist money and exorbitant campaign contributions) lie with multinational giants, something is very, very wrong...
How long can people blindfold themselves and refuse to see what believing a lie can do to the planet?
I feel similarly about nuclear power (a rare point of contention between the Administration and me). I think we must always be very careful when taking as gospel the information that any vested interest puts out there to tout the greatness/safety/failsafe nature of its product or operation.
"Trust -- but verify" is a pretty good rule of thumb.
Here's the worst part: whatever failures have occurred happened on our watch. We were responsible for the people we voted into office. We still are. Take your vote seriously. Don't just vote the party that daddy voted. It's time to grow up, be an adult, and look at the facts in every election, instead of listening to the talking heads on the cable station you feel most attracted to. THEY ALL HAVE AGENDAS.
The Republican Party doesn't resemble the GOP of old. What it resembles these days... is... the Gulf oil spill: gushing, damaging, destroying... and with no backup plan whatsoever to actually fix what's broken. All they can do is gush about what's "wrong" as they see it... never seeming to realize that they created a lot of it to begin with...
It's a never-ending story, but it needs to stop.
We, as voters, can stop it. Let's get 'er done this year during midterm elections.
I believe the Obama administration has our backs. If you've doubted that up till now because of all the conflicting "opinions" on all sides, check out barackobama.com and familiarize yourself with the agenda. I think when you do, you'll actually feel better...
GOP Congressman Don Young has said that the Gulf of Mexico oil spill is not an environmental disaster. I'm astounded and appalled.
What is it, if not an environmental disaster of almost biblical proportions? Wildlife and habitat are dying wholesale, the lives and fortunes of people across the Gulf coast are stymied and may indeed be perishing...
I have no idea how even our most conservative citizens can be taking any of this in and not having almost-blinding "AHA!' moments.
The "party of no" orchestrated this course of history by getting into bed with the oil barons and not questioning whatever they said.
"Failsafe" systems failed... at what cost? We don't even know the total cost yet because the oil is still "spilling.." a misnomer for GUSHING LIKE MAD!! BP had no backup plan in place to immediately address a gusher lying a mile beneath the surface of the ocean. They've been scrambling -- will be scrambling for months still -- to find a way to shut the thing down and give the Gulf coast an uphill chance to recover in the decades to come.
And this is just one offshore oil rig among thousands in the Gulf. How many others are similarly constructed? How many additional back-up devices is BP planning to build for each of them, now that they know their "fail safe" back-up plan failed?
If this doesn't infuriate the right and the center the way it infuriates me (and I'm far from a leftie, believe me) and make them reconsider voting for folks whose vested interests (paid for with lobbyist money and exorbitant campaign contributions) lie with multinational giants, something is very, very wrong...
How long can people blindfold themselves and refuse to see what believing a lie can do to the planet?
I feel similarly about nuclear power (a rare point of contention between the Administration and me). I think we must always be very careful when taking as gospel the information that any vested interest puts out there to tout the greatness/safety/failsafe nature of its product or operation.
"Trust -- but verify" is a pretty good rule of thumb.
Here's the worst part: whatever failures have occurred happened on our watch. We were responsible for the people we voted into office. We still are. Take your vote seriously. Don't just vote the party that daddy voted. It's time to grow up, be an adult, and look at the facts in every election, instead of listening to the talking heads on the cable station you feel most attracted to. THEY ALL HAVE AGENDAS.
The Republican Party doesn't resemble the GOP of old. What it resembles these days... is... the Gulf oil spill: gushing, damaging, destroying... and with no backup plan whatsoever to actually fix what's broken. All they can do is gush about what's "wrong" as they see it... never seeming to realize that they created a lot of it to begin with...
It's a never-ending story, but it needs to stop.
We, as voters, can stop it. Let's get 'er done this year during midterm elections.
I believe the Obama administration has our backs. If you've doubted that up till now because of all the conflicting "opinions" on all sides, check out barackobama.com and familiarize yourself with the agenda. I think when you do, you'll actually feel better...
A New Version of FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND. LOVE IT!
Imagine you and the Lord Jesus are walking down the road together. For much of the way, the Lord's footprints go along steadily, consistently, rarely varying the pace.
But your footprints are a disorganized stream of zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures, and returns.
For much of the way, it seems to go like this, but gradually your footprints come more in line with the Lord's, soon paralleling His, consistently...
You and Jesus are walking as true friends!
This seems perfect, but then an interesting thing happens: Your footprints that once etched the sand next to Jesus' are now walking precisely in His steps.
Inside His larger footprints are your smaller ones, you and Jesus are becoming one...
This goes on for many miles, but gradually you notice another change. The footprints inside the large footprints seem to grow larger.
Eventually they disappear altogether. There is only one set of footprints.. They have become one.
This goes on for a long time, but suddenly the second set of footprints is back. This time it seems even worse! Zigzags all over the place. Stops. Starts. Gashes in the sand. A variable mess of prints.
You are amazed and shocked. Your dream ends. Now you pray: 'Lord, I understand the first scene, with zigzags and fits. I was a new Christian; I was just learning. But You walked on through the storm and helped me learn to walk with You.'
'That is correct.'
'And when the smaller footprints were inside of Yours, I was actually learning to walk in Your steps, following You very closely..'
'Very good.. You have understood everything so far..
' When the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours, I suppose that I was becoming like You in every way.'
'Precisely.'
'So, Lord, was there a regression or something ?
The footprints separated, and this time it was worse than at first.'
There is a pause as the Lord answers, with a smile in His voice.
'You didn't know? It was then that we danced!'
But your footprints are a disorganized stream of zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures, and returns.
For much of the way, it seems to go like this, but gradually your footprints come more in line with the Lord's, soon paralleling His, consistently...
You and Jesus are walking as true friends!
This seems perfect, but then an interesting thing happens: Your footprints that once etched the sand next to Jesus' are now walking precisely in His steps.
Inside His larger footprints are your smaller ones, you and Jesus are becoming one...
This goes on for many miles, but gradually you notice another change. The footprints inside the large footprints seem to grow larger.
Eventually they disappear altogether. There is only one set of footprints.. They have become one.
This goes on for a long time, but suddenly the second set of footprints is back. This time it seems even worse! Zigzags all over the place. Stops. Starts. Gashes in the sand. A variable mess of prints.
You are amazed and shocked. Your dream ends. Now you pray: 'Lord, I understand the first scene, with zigzags and fits. I was a new Christian; I was just learning. But You walked on through the storm and helped me learn to walk with You.'
'That is correct.'
'And when the smaller footprints were inside of Yours, I was actually learning to walk in Your steps, following You very closely..'
'Very good.. You have understood everything so far..
' When the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours, I suppose that I was becoming like You in every way.'
'Precisely.'
'So, Lord, was there a regression or something ?
The footprints separated, and this time it was worse than at first.'
There is a pause as the Lord answers, with a smile in His voice.
'You didn't know? It was then that we danced!'
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
To Help Animal Victims of the Gulf Oil Disaster... Click Here...
http://www.examiner.com/x-14953-Houston-Pets-Examiner~y2010m6d7-Real-contact-info-to-help-the-animals-of-the-Gulf-Coast#comments
Thanks to Margot Worthington for sending this to me...
Thanks to Margot Worthington for sending this to me...
Monday, June 7, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Dr McCoy Would Be Pleased...
http://www.examiner.com/examiner/x-36888-Science-Fiction-Examiner~y2010m6d4-Star-Treks-Hypo-Spray-Now-A-Reality
Thanks to Mary Jo Robinson for sending this to me..
Thanks to Mary Jo Robinson for sending this to me..
Saturday, June 5, 2010
From President Obama Re: The Gulf Oil Catastrophe
Kristine --
Yesterday, I visited Caminada Bay in Grand Isle, Louisiana -- one of the first places to feel the devastation wrought by the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico. While I was here, at Camerdelle's Live Bait shop, I met with a group of local residents and small business owners.
Folks like Floyd Lasseigne, a fourth-generation oyster fisherman. This is the time of year when he ordinarily earns a lot of his income. But his oyster bed has likely been destroyed by the spill.
Terry Vegas had a similar story. He quit the 8th grade to become a shrimper with his grandfather. Ever since, he's earned his living during shrimping season -- working long, grueling days so that he could earn enough money to support himself year-round. But today, the waters where he has worked are closed. And every day, as the spill worsens, he loses hope that he will be able to return to the life he built.
Here, this spill has not just damaged livelihoods. It has upended whole communities. And the fury people feel is not just about the money they have lost. It is about the wrenching recognition that this time their lives may never be the same.
These people work hard. They meet their responsibilities. But now because of a manmade catastrophe -- one that is not their fault and beyond their control -- their lives have been thrown into turmoil. It is brutally unfair. And what I told these men and women is that I will stand with the people of the Gulf Coast until they are again made whole.
That is why, from the beginning, we have worked to deploy every tool at our disposal to respond to this crisis. Today, there are more than 20,000 people working around the clock to contain and clean up this spill. I have authorized 17,500 National Guard troops to participate in the response. More than 1,900 vessels are aiding in the containment and cleanup effort. We have convened hundreds of top scientists and engineers from around the world. This is the largest response to an environmental disaster of this kind in the history of our country.
We have also ordered BP to pay economic injury claims, and this week, the federal government sent BP a preliminary bill for $69 million to pay back American taxpayers for some of the costs of the response so far. In addition, after an emergency safety review, we are putting in place aggressive new operating standards for offshore drilling. And I have appointed a bipartisan commission to look into the causes of this spill. If laws are inadequate, they will be changed. If oversight was lacking, it will be strengthened. And if laws were broken, those responsible will be brought to justice.
These are hard times in Louisiana and across the Gulf Coast, an area that has already seen more than its fair share of troubles. The people of this region have met this terrible catastrophe with seemingly boundless strength and character in defense of their way of life. What we owe them is a commitment by our nation to match the resilience they have shown. That is our mission. And it is one we will fulfill.
Thank you,
President Barack Obama
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
He has our backs. He always has. He always will. It's why I'm working so hard to make sure he continues to have the support in Congress he needs to finish the many daunting tasks that still remain. Just 16 months into his Presidency and he has accomplished almost 100 newsworthy things, including getting tough on the folks who have had it far too easy for far too long...
I'm glad we have a President who knows our dreams and aspirations and won't rest until we get a fair chance to realize them.
Yesterday, I visited Caminada Bay in Grand Isle, Louisiana -- one of the first places to feel the devastation wrought by the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico. While I was here, at Camerdelle's Live Bait shop, I met with a group of local residents and small business owners.
Folks like Floyd Lasseigne, a fourth-generation oyster fisherman. This is the time of year when he ordinarily earns a lot of his income. But his oyster bed has likely been destroyed by the spill.
Terry Vegas had a similar story. He quit the 8th grade to become a shrimper with his grandfather. Ever since, he's earned his living during shrimping season -- working long, grueling days so that he could earn enough money to support himself year-round. But today, the waters where he has worked are closed. And every day, as the spill worsens, he loses hope that he will be able to return to the life he built.
Here, this spill has not just damaged livelihoods. It has upended whole communities. And the fury people feel is not just about the money they have lost. It is about the wrenching recognition that this time their lives may never be the same.
These people work hard. They meet their responsibilities. But now because of a manmade catastrophe -- one that is not their fault and beyond their control -- their lives have been thrown into turmoil. It is brutally unfair. And what I told these men and women is that I will stand with the people of the Gulf Coast until they are again made whole.
That is why, from the beginning, we have worked to deploy every tool at our disposal to respond to this crisis. Today, there are more than 20,000 people working around the clock to contain and clean up this spill. I have authorized 17,500 National Guard troops to participate in the response. More than 1,900 vessels are aiding in the containment and cleanup effort. We have convened hundreds of top scientists and engineers from around the world. This is the largest response to an environmental disaster of this kind in the history of our country.
We have also ordered BP to pay economic injury claims, and this week, the federal government sent BP a preliminary bill for $69 million to pay back American taxpayers for some of the costs of the response so far. In addition, after an emergency safety review, we are putting in place aggressive new operating standards for offshore drilling. And I have appointed a bipartisan commission to look into the causes of this spill. If laws are inadequate, they will be changed. If oversight was lacking, it will be strengthened. And if laws were broken, those responsible will be brought to justice.
These are hard times in Louisiana and across the Gulf Coast, an area that has already seen more than its fair share of troubles. The people of this region have met this terrible catastrophe with seemingly boundless strength and character in defense of their way of life. What we owe them is a commitment by our nation to match the resilience they have shown. That is our mission. And it is one we will fulfill.
Thank you,
President Barack Obama
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
He has our backs. He always has. He always will. It's why I'm working so hard to make sure he continues to have the support in Congress he needs to finish the many daunting tasks that still remain. Just 16 months into his Presidency and he has accomplished almost 100 newsworthy things, including getting tough on the folks who have had it far too easy for far too long...
I'm glad we have a President who knows our dreams and aspirations and won't rest until we get a fair chance to realize them.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Vote 2010 Kickoff Canvass Tow Days Away..
OK. I'm getting seriously excited now. The Vote 2010 Kickoff Canvass is less than 36 hours away . In western Washington alone we'll have lots of canvassing events, north to south, and across the country there will be many, many times that, rain or shine...
All of the hard work this past several weeks will result in a hearty, enthusiastic turnout. We're fired up and ready to go! I've already written "my gang" a Friday email that I plan to launch tomorrow morning to thank and encourage them... I can't wait to send it... but I have to. A couple of things I want to announce to them are still in flux (where we'll be meeting to have a celebration party a week or so from now and stuff like that)...
The two items I've spotlighted here are about Senator Patty Murray. Well, I'm not absolutely sure the wristband was designed for OUR Patty Murray, but there's no reason her supporters can't order it anyway! My congressional district canvassers will have handouts about Rep. Adam Smith on Saturday. He was the first announced political Obama supporter in Washington State, LONG before any such thing was fashionable. Both of these folks have impressed me, so I'm honored and thrilled to be singing their praises this year during mid-terms. Another stalwart is Norm Dicks, but he isn't in our district, so another canvassing group will be touting his considerable clout and stature.
I need to go to sleep. Good luck, huh?! I'm so ready to help turn out the vote in 2010 it isn't even funny... can I start knocking on doors now -- at 9:43 p.m.? (Hmmm. that probably wouldn't inspire a lot of support, would it? Guess I'd better cool my jets...)
All of the hard work this past several weeks will result in a hearty, enthusiastic turnout. We're fired up and ready to go! I've already written "my gang" a Friday email that I plan to launch tomorrow morning to thank and encourage them... I can't wait to send it... but I have to. A couple of things I want to announce to them are still in flux (where we'll be meeting to have a celebration party a week or so from now and stuff like that)...
The two items I've spotlighted here are about Senator Patty Murray. Well, I'm not absolutely sure the wristband was designed for OUR Patty Murray, but there's no reason her supporters can't order it anyway! My congressional district canvassers will have handouts about Rep. Adam Smith on Saturday. He was the first announced political Obama supporter in Washington State, LONG before any such thing was fashionable. Both of these folks have impressed me, so I'm honored and thrilled to be singing their praises this year during mid-terms. Another stalwart is Norm Dicks, but he isn't in our district, so another canvassing group will be touting his considerable clout and stature.
I need to go to sleep. Good luck, huh?! I'm so ready to help turn out the vote in 2010 it isn't even funny... can I start knocking on doors now -- at 9:43 p.m.? (Hmmm. that probably wouldn't inspire a lot of support, would it? Guess I'd better cool my jets...)
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
AMEN! My Sentiments Exactly...
http://www.time.com/time/politics/article/0,8599,1993050,00.html?xid=aol-direct
Obama and his allies can't lose, with an opposition that is blind to the way most Americans think...
Those who denigrate him do so at their own political risk. I think we'll be finding that out in November.
Obama and his allies can't lose, with an opposition that is blind to the way most Americans think...
Those who denigrate him do so at their own political risk. I think we'll be finding that out in November.
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