tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59546044162786656912024-03-13T07:28:34.372-06:00Utah SavageUtah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.comBlogger1324125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-41054217002497746922015-01-02T15:19:00.000-07:002015-01-02T15:32:17.266-07:00Losing ItI've been losing words<br />
Old lover<br />
Why am I standing in the kitchen<br />
Lost<br />
Bad habits, good health<br />
Trying to gain weight<br />
Wanting loss to matter<br />
I cancel ancient friendships<br />
With thought<br />
Gone<br />
My social calendar<br />
Only doctors see me now<br />
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My Neurologist suggests I return to the internet.<br />
My assistant says I haven't been the same since my last colonoscopy.<br />
I don't think it's quite as simple as that.<br />
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I quit smoking on a whim. Started in 1949 or '50. Quit December 17th, 2014.<br />
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This is a game my mother played with me. She called it "Secretary." It has a noir quality in my memory with it's stark and vivid details. I dressed up in Maggy's cast off work clothes. My favorite outfit was a black velvet circle skirt, black high heels, a black blouse with bat-wing sleeves, all topped off with a hat that had a black veil and a raven feather. I wore red lipstick and my hair in a tiny bun. I was six. I sat on her lap and learned to smoke like a grown-up. She told me grown-ups didn't like children so I should act like a grown-up. At some point soon after that I had the realization that Maggy was a grown-up. Stranger still, I believed that in her job as "Executive Secretary," she sat on her bosses lap and smoked cigarettes.<br />
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My assistant just called to give me the highlights of todays news.<br />
Florida man beheads mother on New Years Eve...<br />
Woman from some intermountain state takes kids shopping. Toddler in cart gets hold of gun in mother's purse and shoots mother dead. I hope they were in a Walmart. There was a third one but I've already forgotten all the details.<br />
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Happy New Year!<br />
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<br />Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-73439132554602078522012-08-15T08:29:00.000-06:002012-08-16T12:06:12.387-06:00Medicare"Advantage" and the Insurance CompaniesOnce again I feel the need to repost to remind you that you do not need to listen to the insurance companies or their shill AARP when it comes to "Medicare Advantage Plans." Please listen to me. There is no "advantage" when it comes to "Advantage Plans."<br />
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Dear Insurance Companies,<br />
There is no place for you in our well-functioning Medicare program. Medicare is the public option we want to give the rest of the populace, since you have so horribly abused them with your sky high monthly premiums and your policy of questioning every doctor visit, test, referral to a specialist, or procedure. And who makes these decisions to question every possible charge? Low-level phone-bank bean-counters make these decisions to get between the consumers and their doctors at your direction. How is this better than Medicare? Medicare has never questioned a single decision my doctors and I have made together to manage my healthcare needs. When I had private insurance every decision made by my doctors and me was at first denied, and then had to be negotiated by functionaries with no medical credentials or expertise at the big impersonal insurance company and my doctors office, driving up costs by requiring the hiring of new staff to deal with all the denials of coverage or medicine or referral or procedure or hospitalization. My doctors hate you bastards. So do I. We want you out of the only public option we have. And we are confused about how the hell you insinuated yourself into Medicare in the first place. You are now, once again, driving up costs for all of us. And we are, so far, just the low-income elderly and the disabled. You are everything that is wrong with our economy. Your greed knows no bounds. Your disregard for our well-being is nothing short of criminal negligence. You must be expelled from Medicare before you take it over completely and there isn't even a public option for the neediest and most at-risk disabled among us. You represent a cancer in the system. We need to cut you out before you turn this country into a poor third-world nation with no health care coverage for anyone but the wealthiest few.<br />
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I have had a long and detailed conversation with my medicare information personnel and I have been assured that there is no "advantage" in your "Medicare Advantage programs." We do not need you at all. But your dishonest advertising makes most of our citizens believe that they do need one of the "Medicare Advantage" programs being so aggressively pushed on us from every source. You have the money to push this program. The government run medicare program does not advertise. That would raise costs to all of us. The government run medicare program does not solicit over the phone or in mailings. That would raise costs to all of us. Why do you have the money to push your "Medicare Advantage" plans? Because you, in the private sector, have raised rates every few months just because you can. Because you have denied coverage for "pre-existing conditions." Because you have doubled premiums in a single month once a diagnosis has been made that will require surgery and ongoing treatment. You are bloodsuckers at best. Get out of Medicare. You offer no "Advantage" and cost all of us a great deal more than our modest public option does.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-78667961140935586072012-04-25T00:14:00.002-06:002012-04-25T17:08:30.929-06:00Arizona and Immigration (what's old is new)I don’t understand the hysteria surrounding the immigrant “problem.” I think our message to the world has always been, “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to be free…….” I haven’t looked it up, but that’s what I remember from a high school history class my junior year. I’m now sixty seven, so it was a long time ago, but it stays in my mind.<br />
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My mother’s family is descended from the Choctaw tribe of indigenous people of the North American area now known as Mississippi. We come from people with an ancient culture, language, government and territory. We welcomed you immigrants with warmth. You came and liked what you saw. You decided to stay. And then those of us you couldn’t slaughter or kill with your exotic diseases, you eventually force-marched to Oklahoma, to live in an environment that was, compared to our native lands, barren, poor, uninhabitable, crowded, and ruled by the "Bureau of Indian Affairs" which was staffed with white immigrants from Europe, hostile to our language, customs, religion, food gathering and hunting practices. It was the mission of the Bureau of Indian Affairs to convince us, by force, that our beliefs, language, and customs were wrong and to indoctrinate us, to rid us of our “savage” ways. We all know how that worked out for my mother’s people. Eventually we intermarried with whites who stole even our Reservation lands. But the most damaging thing for my mother’s family was that all of this made them ashamed of who the were, where they came from, how they talked and looked. And so we began to pass for white. Hell, we became white. It is only through a DNA test that anyone would know that I am descended from a proud and beautiful people with a rich culture and language of it’s own, with lands both vast and fertile. We were rich. Now we barely exist. We are ghosts living among you.<br />
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So now, those of you one or two generations descended from those first European invaders, want to stop “illegal” immigration, to send back the eleven to sixteen million immigrants from South of the border. I think what bothers you most about these brown native American people from Mexico to Argentina is that they remind you of the Native Americans you tried to exterminate. Not you personally, of course, but your ancestors. These people "talk funny," they don’t speak your language, they have their own customs, food, and worst of all they are brown and they will color your precious white bloodlines. Well, get used to it. There is no stopping it. You can’t find them all and send them all packing. They are here to stay. They are the new America. Soon we will all be a little browner. I won’t live to see it, but I can’t wait for it to happen. Welcome my brothers and sisters. I’m glad to see you here at last. Interesting how history has a way of righting past wrongs.<br />
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<i>This was first published 4/25/10</i>Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-11968541539133550472012-02-21T14:36:00.001-07:002012-02-21T14:44:47.086-07:00HackedWhile I was recovering from having a broken tooth (with an exposed nerve and a long and healthy root) pulled with not much more than fancy pliers (hold that image) some cocksucker was hacking my email. I spent all day yesterday staring at my computer trying to figure out why I couldn't get into my email. Google had shut me down due to "suspicious activity" on my account. I had no idea what that meant and Phillip was busy so I could only stare at my computer and wonder as I held my throbbing jaw in my hand. I'm apparently the only person with a computer and a twitter account who doesn't have a smart phone and can't receive a text message.<br />
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When Phillip checked in we discovered I'd been attacked in a Brute Force Hack by some fucker with an IP in Saudi Arabia. They took all my email. Emptied me out. Took everything. Thank god I don't bank on line. But I do shop on line. What amazes me is that all the security in the world won't stop a Brute Force Hack.<br />
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To those of you who were on the receiving end of the email that went out with my name as the sender, I'm terribly sorry. I was lying in bed suffering from a very difficult tooth extraction and a series of migraines. I still am. Every key stroke hurts. The light of the screen hurts. I hadn't even looked at my computer in three days.<br />
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I'm one of those people who's allergic to narcotics, so along with the pain meds I have to take Compazine to keep from puking up the pain pill. One 7.5mg Lortab doesn't cut the pain; it just takes the edge off. And no, I don't have a dry socket. I have a horribly battered mouth. Have you ever broken a tooth off below the gum line across the nerve and then had to have it pulled? It's a perfectly healthy, very long root, but it can't be saved. So, out it comes, the old fashioned way. With Novocain, and plenty of it, but nothing much more than very fancy pliers and the dentists muscle. God my mouth hurts. I won't be talking much for awhile. Don't forget me twitter.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-43945833099374555902012-02-15T11:17:00.000-07:002012-02-15T11:17:04.039-07:00Dear Rick Santorum, Does Your Wife Know You're Calling Me?You call late at night. I won't pick up the phone when caller ID says "Out of Area." Are you calling from Costa Rica? Are you hiking the Appalachian Trail? Are you calling with one of those throw away phones? What gives Rick? I appreciated the Happy Valentines message. That was sweet. I tried to call you in Costa Rica, but I still must not have a good phone number there because no one answered and your voice isn't on the answering message. Rick, why so secretive?Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-11291514191390817852012-02-09T13:36:00.003-07:002012-02-10T14:20:53.677-07:00Mitt, the Better We Get to Know You, the Less We Like YouThe GOP primaries are so boring to me I've about given up writing about them. It figures that as a Democrat I wouldn't like them all that much, but in years past, I've found GOP electoral politics fairly fun. Not this year. This year, despite what should be something like a carnival, with all the fun of a freak-show, I've just about had enough. The most interesting thing about Mitt Romney to me is that this man once thought it was just fine to take his family on a vacation with their <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/01/13/rachel-maddow-mitt-romney-dog-story_n_1204260.html">Irish Setter strapped in a pet carrier to the roof of the car</a> for twelve hours. I think twelve hours in a pet carrier for an Irish Setter is animal abuse. <br />
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It was telling to me that even Mitt knew that once he was forced to release even one year of his tax returns we'd like him even less, and he was right. I suppose there are those of us who wouldn't have cared all that much that he'd have been in a minus 15% tax bracket, but those off-shored accounts raised eyebrows with even some fussy GOPers. Go figure. Maybe they didn't mind the accounts in the Cayman Islands so much, but Swiss Accounts? Now that's just downright snooty.<br />
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And if you are a real Christian, Mitt, why can't talk about your Christianity (if it really is Christianity) in a way that doesn't give us all the creeps. You're stiffer than that Quaker crook Nixon. Because when asked on a survey about the "once you've gotten to know the candidate" do you like him more now that you've gotten to know him better?" the answer is a resounding "NO, LESS!'<br />
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And the bad news for the GOP overall is that turnout is down in the primaries. Go ahead CPAC. Spend Your Billions on Negative Ads.<br />
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Now I think I'll take a nap.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-22590616445413764172012-01-19T17:48:00.000-07:002012-01-19T17:48:05.512-07:00Why Mormons Love Multi-Level Marketing: The Celestial Kingdom<div><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/eb/The_Plan_of_Salvation.jpg">http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/eb/The_Plan_of_Salvation.jpg</a><br />
It's a complicated place, this Mormon version of heaven, but what most non-Mormon's don't know about it is that men get to have more than one wife in the Celestial Kingdom. This is a pretty good deal for men who were cheated out of plural marriages by the pesky laws of the US Government not all that long ago.<br />
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Mitts Grandfather took the family to Mexico to escape those laws which is why you'll never hear Mitt tell heartwarming stories about his grandfather. It's as if Mitt has no ancestors at all. But he has his money to keep him warm (at least his money that isn't staying warm in the Cayman Islands where it's sheltered from taxes. as if taxes were much of a problem for Mitt, at 15% or less). But he can still look forward to that big polygamous family in the sky, once he dies.<br />
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One of the strange things about that Multi-Level Celestial Kingdom Mormons believe in is it seems to breed a fondness for all kinds of multi-level marketing schemes. Some of them turn out to be semi-legit and some of them turn out to be as bogus as chain letters, but if you're a Mormon and a fellow Mormon is selling you some load of crap, you're likely to buy. Why? Because he has a Temple recommend, that's why.</div>Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-87683971447390968872012-01-15T14:33:00.003-07:002012-01-15T15:44:08.947-07:00Mitt's a Mormon and Mormonism Is a Great Business Plan: Food for ThoughtMormonism is a successful religion precisely because it's a business that requires total belief in a paternalistic dogma. Big Daddies are at the top. Mommies are in the kitchen popping out babies and children fall in line to do their share based on their gender. Chores are gender specific and so are rewards at home and in the Church. As it is on earth so it is in Heaven. Heaven is as hierarchical as the Church. There are in the Mormon version of heaven actual levels. And yes they do wear magic underwear and believe in Baptism for the dead. I'm fairly sure my atheist and rabidly anti-Mormon mother was, once dead, delivered unto the Lord to some inferior level of Heaven in one of the Temple back rooms by my friend's well-meaning doddering once polygamous mother in one of those mass baptisms for the dead by the good women of the Relief Society. It's confusing I know. I don't exactly know how to make it simpler. You die. They snatch your soul. That's about it. My feeling is, once I'm dead, I'm dead. I don't believe in any of that shit so I don't care what they do. But, oddly, my mother did. If you're Catholic and you die, your family probably cares a whole bunch. If souls represent gold, is this a Ponzi Scheme?<br />
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Another way to grow the tithing population of the congregation is to convert the heathens. Up until the 1970s Mormons didn't admit black folks to the Priesthood, so the darker skinned natives of the world's peoples were off limits. They loved them on the college football teams but not in the Church. That was becoming a bit of an embarrassment once the Civil Rights movement was on the front page of even the Deseret News and playing on KSL's nightly news. Even in Salt Lake you couldn't avoid seeing it, no matter how hard you tried. So finally the Big Daddy at the tippy top of the Church's hierarchy had a "Revelation" from God that the dark folk were no longer unworthy of Priesthood and should be gone after by missionaries all the lands of the earth where the dark folk live. I kid you not. It's a strange, strange, "Religion." Tithing is not optional. Neither is joblessness. Even kids tithe 10% of their allowance. Mormonism is a money maker. Money's colorblind. That was the real "revelation."<br />
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Every boy who comes of age in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints doesn't first serve his Country in the Military - not without a fight from his family and his Bishop. Oh no, he serves his Religion on a Mission first, then he goes to college. And a wealthy family like the Romneys sees this service to Church a final and fitting method of Service with a capital S (even if this service is done in France in a fancy-pants setting). It's odd to me how the men who are the biggest blood-thirsty fans of war and torture are the ones who never went to war and have sons who haven't enlisted.<br />
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I love my Mormon neighbors. They are kind neighborly people who, if I asked for the name of a good handyman would hook me up or offer to help me. They are plugged in, in the know, and well organized. If we had an earthquake, they'd be the ones with the plan. the shelter, the supplies... They'd probably even try to rescue me. They're that kind of people when you've lived next door to them forever even if you are a heathen and a recluse.<br />
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We began our relationship fucking like bunnies. Glad I wasn't the fertile kind. We spent our fiftieth anniversary talking quietly about politics and family. I remember once in our on again/ off again relationship suggesting that if we were still together ten years later, we get married. Thank god we never did that. We probably wouldn't be half so happy to see each other now.<br />
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I've been wondering how many times I left you. Was it fifty? I got so good at it when we lived up Emigration Canyon I could bag all my possessions in minutes and leave while you were reading the paper or playing the guitar. I imagined the only sign you had I was leaving was the screech of my tires as I peeled out of the driveway. I hadn't been diagnosed bipolar then, but I certainly was. I did try to talk to you about the things missing from our relationship that made me so desperately unhappy, but you didn't really hear me. Or if you did, you didn't seem to care.<br />
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The best thing you did for me was give me the confidence to inhabit my body, to enjoy my sexuality. <br />
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The worst thing you did was not being receptive to reading what I wrote. You once read a letter I wrote to you and your only comment was, "nice handwriting." What a condescending fuck you were. It's only now, now that you're so far away and the words are printed for everyone else to read, you read me. And yet, I was <i>your</i> audience... Of course you're talented. Of course I loved hearing you play. You are the best. But why couldn't you read me? The lack of reciprocation was ... still is ... painful.<br />
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But of course I love you. You are more my family than any member of my "real" family every was. I will always love you. I will always want to see you when you're near. Happy Anniversary Tom.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-16488989826686582612011-12-24T20:35:00.001-07:002011-12-25T10:49:30.371-07:00It's Just Another Winter DayNo Black Friday Tasing or Pepper Spray was used in the making of my peaceful winter Sunday. It is merely the 25th of December to me.<br />
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I'm not a Christian so it makes no more sense for me to celebrate Christmas than it would for me to celebrate Hanukkah, not being Jewish. Do I wish everyone I meet on the street Happy Hanukkah? Do you? Does every greeter at Wall-Mart? The only significance to this particular day to me is an outworn convention I can't shake kinda like a tick. I get a call from an old friend and we trade holiday well wishes. I guess it's harmless. The best thing about the 25th of December is the lengthening of the days.<br />
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But I can't leave the subject of the birth of Jesus Christ without wondering what he'd think of the way Christians celebrate his birthday. What's up with the Pagan "Christmas Tree" and the Black Friday shopping stampedes that result in trampling of children, of guns and tasers and pepper spray being pulled and used by shoppers bent on being the first to get at that X, Y, Or X bargain worth sleeping out over night for, worth nearly dying for, worth nearly killing for? It all seems awfully far from the spirit of Christianity.<br />
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The best stories of the season have been the ones of people helping the homeless, feeding the hungry, sheltering others from the cold and sharing what little we have in times of scarcity. The Occupy movement has embodied this impulse to share. The riot police with their billy clubs and rubber bullets, their pepper spray and the relish with which they use it have represented the power of the one percent. It kind of looks like Christ in humble clothing on one side and the power of a hostile state with all its money and might on the other. "Dirty hippies" on one side and the Police and Wall Street and Mayor Bloomberg on the other. Who could imagine from this tiny band of dirty hippies a national movement would grow?Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-90094926888283004542011-12-04T14:45:00.000-07:002011-12-04T14:45:55.234-07:00Walk Like a Model<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nwG9brW1-0M/TtvX6g0gqCI/AAAAAAAADNk/xGnhZxhhuM4/s1600/sc00a38086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nwG9brW1-0M/TtvX6g0gqCI/AAAAAAAADNk/xGnhZxhhuM4/s320/sc00a38086.jpg" width="156" /></a>I used to do these exercises when I was a kid to get in shape for ski season, so I never understood how hard they were for the teenaged girls I tried to teach to walk like a model. They were second nature for me. Stand against a wall with your back pressed from upper spine to tailbone into the wall. Then slowly walk your feet out from the wall, keeping your spine pressed to the wall so that there is no space from shoulders to tailbone, as you make yourself the shape of a kitchen chair without the kitchen chair beneath you. Then hold it until you feel the burn. Keep your spine pressed into the wall all the way down and your stomach flat. Keep your shoulders back and down. Hold it. Hold it. Hold it....<br />
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The easy version of this is to lie on the floor with your legs bent, roll your pelvis forward, press your spine into the floor from just below shoulder blades to tailbone, tighten your stomach muscles, then slowly lower your legs to a straight position while keeping your spine pressed into the floor and your stomach muscles tight. Hold it. Hold it. Hold it until you think you can't another second. Sounds so easy doesn't it. Then repeat several times. And do it several times a day for days on end until it's second nature and you can do it standing against the wall and you can do it walking. Then that's the way you always walk. Keep your neck long, shoulders back and down, back straight, pelvis rolled forward, stomach flat, lead with the hips... <br />
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If you do yoga it probably is easy. If you ski it probably is. If you model it probably is. It's why at fifteen modeling was so easy for me and was into my fifties. But a couple of bad sports injuries and one backyard fall in my mid-fifties plus taking care of my mother put me out of my profession permanently and now my back is killing me.<br />
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I have <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lumbar_spinal_stenosis">Lumbar Stenosis.</a> Now the exercises I have to do at physical therapy are some of the same exercises I used to give to teenagers who wanted to learn to walk like a model. And every muscle in my lower back, inner thighs, and stomach is screaming in pain. It never occurred to me that the poor little girls were in agony trying to roll their pelvises forward enough to get their spines flat against the floor to hold that posture long enough to strengthen their gut muscles enough to hold that posture in an upright position. I have the advantage in that my body has the sense memory of this posture. I know how to roll my pelvis forward, straighten my spine, hold my gut in, and walk like a model. I never realized before how hard it is. God it hurts.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-48772486608609143712011-11-25T17:24:00.001-07:002011-11-24T13:13:30.178-07:00Happy Holidays!This was last years Thanksgiving post: How prescient am I!? I didn't know we had the 99 percent then as a movement but we all should have. So, eat your turkey and have your little dinner time squabbles because it seems nothing much changes as long as the same old turkeys stay in power at the top.<br />
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<a href="http://www.rawstory.com/rs/2010/11/deficit-commission-chair-seniors-greediest-generation/">There is this story</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/harvey-wasserman/afghanistan-is-about-perp_b_788588.html?ref=fb&src=sp#sb=926822,b=facebook">And this story </a><br />
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<a href="http://acompanyofone.org/a-suicide-note.html">Then there was this story</a><br />
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It's not exactly a poem, but it is some of what's happening in our country during this holiday season. I have ignored the stories of frantic holiday shoppers trampling other frantic holiday shoppers on the aptly named Black Friday. Extraordinarily sickening this year. Somehow more so this year than any I remember. The dark freakshow of materialism in a down economy. I might be one of those crazed shoppers if I had a family counting on me to provide it with all the American Christmas creature comforts (like a bigger flat screen TV than last years version). And I might be the provider who finds death preferable to the alternative since the future doesn't look rosy unless you're one of the top 2%. If Thanksgiving was a disappointment to children of the 99ers, imagine what Christmas will be... Don't know what the 99ers are? You must be a member of the TeaParty or one of the 2% at the top.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-22094601510182168552011-11-21T09:48:00.011-07:002011-11-21T13:58:31.099-07:00Newt Gingrich Is A Big Fat DooDoo Head<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHS9qnDlIHU/Si0slc29bMI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/sauQ0ybS-wQ/s1600-h/shithead.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344977354672139458" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHS9qnDlIHU/Si0slc29bMI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/sauQ0ybS-wQ/s320/shithead.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 229px;" /></a><br />
I have reposted this because... Well... Newt is a still a big fat doodoo head. At the time I first posted this, I was letting google ads, advertise on my blog, and every time I said something nasty about Newt, which was often, low and behold, there was Newt, hawking some shit of his on my site. It was almost enough to keep me using google ads, but not quite.<br />
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Thanks to <a href="http://lazyiguana.blogspot.com/">The Lazy Iguana</a> for this wonderful art work. Now I have photoshop envy.<br />
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So, just tell me Newt is not a Media Whore! Last time I posted a piece about Newt being a media whore, I got a google ad suggesting that you could get actual messages from Newt if you just push this button. Now I'm creeping myself out. But I needed the money. So I guess that makes me a whore too. And don't forget to check the sidebar. I do not agree with the statement that the NYTimes is a liberal newspaper. (I'm guessing google ads has not figured out that I'm a liberal). Newt is spreading the love, and probably herpes as well. So when you come a callin, bring a condom.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-41018152305973975092011-11-19T10:30:00.001-07:002011-11-19T11:35:52.618-07:00Media Whore Newt Gingrich<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHS9qnDlIHU/Siv0uX7fctI/AAAAAAAAB4I/a_zKjudTU7c/s1600-h/1159633_431.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344634460339925714" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PHS9qnDlIHU/Siv0uX7fctI/AAAAAAAAB4I/a_zKjudTU7c/s200/1159633_431.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 124px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 200px;" /></a><br />
I'm reprising my old Newt posts. I've loathed Newt for a long time. Honest whores deserve some respect but politicians who are nothing BUT whores do not. Newt is the worst of the worst and I've written a few posts about this particular whore. Now that the old whore is running for President again, it's time to replay the old posts, so here we go: 6/7/09<br />
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"Whores and politicians become respectable if they stick around long enough, as someone once observed, and the same is plainly true of media personalities – especially in a culture that never pauses long enough to remember anything. Where amnesia is the rule, there can be no accountability for the likes of Rush Limbaugh, Glenn Beck, Patrick Buchanan and the rest of the broadcast mob denouncing the "racism" of Sonia Sotomayor. If anyone remembers who they are and what they have said over the years, their complaints about the Latina Supreme Court nominee will only elicit raucous laughter." Joe Coneson, from an Opionion piece in Salon June 5th<br />
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Then on Face the Nation this morning we have half the program devoted to the outrageous bullshit of Newt Gingrich. My question is WHY? There are so many skeletons in Gingrich's closet I can't list them all, but another resoursful blogger has and you can see them <a href="http://www.realchange.org/gingrich.htm">here</a>.<br />
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<span style="font-style: italic;">When Former House Speaker Newt Gingrich blasted Obama’s Supreme Court nominee Judge Sonia Sotomayor for being a racist on Twitter, he ignited a debate over her objectivity. Both sides of the argument had a chance to respond on "Face the Nation" Sunday.<br />
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Senior White House advisor David Axelrod defended his administration’s Supreme Court nominee Judge Sonia Sotomayor against attacks that she is a racist.<br />
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"I think what she believes, harry, is that everyone is the product of their experiences. She's the product of hers," he told guest moderator Harry Smith.<br />
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"Have there been patterns of discrimination? Of course there have been. We all know that," he admitted, referencing the numerous occasions where Sotomayor said a “wise Latina woman” would make "better" decisions than a white male.<br />
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Axelrod called Gingrich’s comment “unfortunate” and said, "I think that it is so unfair and so unreflective of who she is."<br />
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Later in the program, Mr. Gingrich had a chance to respond.<br />
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He explained that he rescinded his initial comment because he called Sotomayor a racist, when really he does not know the nominee and meant that her comments were racist.<br />
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"One of the challenges for the administration is having first chided me for language, then having said she didn't mean it, and then having said she ought to restate it. Now they face the fact that she has said this, written about it four or five time," he argued.<br />
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He argued that, "if you say people of this ethnic background are superior to people of this ethnic background, take out her language and put in the word white. Put in white male where she had Latina, that person would be disqualified from the court. Also would be disqualified as a juror."<br />
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Gingrich admitted that it is "very doubtful" she will be disqualified as a high court pick because of her earlier remarks.<br />
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"She said the court should be radical. The court should rewrite law. The court is where policy is made. That's a direct quote. I'm not very comfortable having somebody at that level with that level of power," Gingrich said.</span><br />
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This is the first time I know of that anyone's asserted that Sotomayor said she was "superior" to a white man. And Harry Smith just let it stand, no challenge to that outrageous lie, no question about how Newt jumped from calling her a racist, retracting the term "racist", but then saying she has stated that she is superior to white men. Jesus, why is this idiot allowed to go on a Sunday morning news show and lie without even a challenge? Harry Smith, you are a disgrace for letting that one stand. Since Newt is not an elected official of any kind, just an over-the-hill has-been, why are he and Buchanan, Rush and Glen Beck getting so much play in the mainstream media?Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-44223238311191266442011-11-18T15:57:00.000-07:002011-11-18T15:57:17.841-07:00Old Sports InjuriesI was always athletic. Sure, some of it was forced. I was taken on ski trips before I could walk. We rode horses, went swimming. I remember none of this but there are photos to prove that baby Peggy was the game little sport. And some of that love of sports stayed with me.<br />
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I loved softball until breasts got in the way. I loved skiing but not the same way my hyper-competitive friends in Jr High and High School did--like it was a game of chicken and if you weren't willing to actually risk killing yourself every run you weren't really skiing. I always liked the wide open bowls more than the narrow rutted chutes. I liked the beauty of the carved turns, the gentle spray of snow on a sudden perfect stop. I liked the clothes. When I was skiing, skis were long, children. It was harder then.<br />
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Last time I went skiing was early in the incarnation of Deer Valley. My last ski injury was there. It was a torn anterior cruciate. I was skiing with Tom. I couldn't keep up with him, so he was riding up on the lift as I was going down. He saw it happen beneath him. I think that's how it happened. I was trying to keep up with him. Bastard! It's so embarrassing to be taken off a mountain in a basket by the Ski Patrol. But thank god for them. I was in agony. It's a very painful injury. You can hear it happen.<br />
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Good thing skiing wasn't my favorite sport.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-38325198467545248872011-11-11T20:08:00.001-07:002011-11-11T20:10:34.951-07:00Child Rape: It's Personal!Finally the whole nation is talking about it. It doesn't surprise me that this time it's big time college football that gives us another opportunity to get it right. Oddly, I don't have much hope we will. We've been here before. Only when it's boys, and only when it's all male institutions and all male institutions we revere out of all proportion to the horror to the crime they have committed, serially, creating many, many victims, over decades, leaving lifetimes of wreckage that will ripple out into the lives of others when we stop and look in horror and wait. Will we just look and move on this time again? I was a raped child. The wreckage lives on in me. It's personal!<br />
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The perpetrators of these crimes have lived like heros, gods among men, rewarded with riches and fame, and honors. Are we shaken enough to stop for a moment and gasp? What have we done! Will we hold them accountable? Will we charge them all (and there are many) with the crime of child rape? Will we fully investigate? Will we find all the victims? Will we pay them reparations for their injured lives, the therapy they'll need, the emotional support they will continue to need? Are we willing to keep our eyes focused on the worst within what we thought was our best? If we're asking men who worship sports heroes and famous coaches to do that job for us, I fear we'll be let down.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-74896761090245824432011-11-08T17:33:00.001-07:002011-11-08T17:33:33.578-07:00He Tweets!One of the reasons I no longer blog is that I tweet. Twitter takes care of my need to vent. Twitter is the place for news and politics. Every political writer I admire is on twitter and I can follow their tweets whether they follow me or not. But what amazes me is that often they follow me back. Another thing I've noticed about twitter is that news breaks hours faster on twitter than it does on the broadcast news. If you hear it on TV, it's old news.<br />
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Most of my blogger friends are there too, and/or on facebook. You guys were the ones who nagged me onto facebook. Now I've been called a friend whore. I can't help it. When Ezra Klein friended me I was hooked.<br />
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Anyway, Tom called. Now he tweets. He's catching on fast.<br />
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I'm still agonizing over the Hook for the book. It's the hardest thing I've ever tried to write. Should be only a sentence or so. A very good short paragraph. Impossible. I'll keep trying.<br />
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See you on twitter.<br />
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Love,<br />
PegUtah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-74004229235743893232011-10-20T12:48:00.002-06:002011-10-20T13:15:43.998-06:00Dear Mystery CallerTom, how is it you only call when I'm not home and I only leave home once a week or so? That seems damn near statistically impossible given the extremity of my isolation. Hardly anybody knows I exist back here, so deep is my cover. I could die and not be missed for weeks. Yet only when I leave the house to go to the library and then straight to the grocery store do you call and leave a cryptic message with a phone number that's supposedly in Costa Rica so we can talk about "interesting things" (and god knows, I'd love nothing more). But when I call that number, some gringo with no hint of an accent, answers and says, he is "not Tom" and "no this is not Tom's number" and "no, Tom doesn't live here," and "no," he doesn't know Tom so stop calling. What's up with that? Why the bogus number? You've done it twice? I've redialed the caller ID number off the phone just in case I didn't hear your voice message correctly but I still get the same slightly impatient gringo with a voice so close to the same timbre as yours but without any of the warmth or musicality as yours. What is going on at that phone number? Call me at night. I'm always home then. I never go out after dark. If I don't answer then you can safely assume I am dead and stop calling. Either that or I forgot to take the phone into the bathroom with me.<br />
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I tweet. We could meet up there for a 140 character chat. Surely a with-it guy like you has a twitter account. If not twitter, how about Facebook? Send me an email. A blog comment? Anything. Just don't call during the daytime when I'm not at home and leave another bogus phone number please.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-69966937975262754702011-09-04T17:59:00.001-06:002011-09-04T18:04:29.649-06:00Living in Utah<span id="goog_1269961585"></span><span id="goog_1269961586"></span>Utah is the Reddest State in the Nation. We are more like the South than the South in our conservatism, but less like it in our inclusiveness. Utah goes out of its way to encourage immigrants to come from far flung places and take low wage jobs if they'll agree to join the Mormon Church. That's what Mormon Missionaries are all about—bringing in the sheep so they can tithe and work for the Church in it's many "non-profit" ventures.<br />
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Utah is orderly. It's orderly and clean. It's also spectacularly rich in natural beauty and opportunities for sports. Visitors often remark on Utah's cleanliness. Utah towns and cities have wide streets laid out in orderly grids that are clean and almost sparkly. Get on a plane to fly to Utah and you'll be struck by the number of pretty blonds traveling with blond children with straight white teeth returning home from one of the many Disney locations or some other very wholesome family-friendly vacation destination. They'll all be tan and remarkably well behaved. But you'll be shocked by how much they'll all resemble the perfect family in an ad for a cosmetic dentist or Mitt or Jon's vision of the perfect American Future if either of them wins the Presidential Jackpot.<br />
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I have no voice in the larger political landscape of Utah politics. My vote has never counted in a Presidential election if I cast it in Utah, though this has never stopped me from voting. I feel like an exile living here. I'm profoundly alienated from the larger culture here. So much so that I don't take the paper, don't watch local news, don't pay too much attention to what Utah's idiot Senators and Representatives do. I used to follow the careers of Orrin Hatch and Bob Bennett because I knew them from the time they were both on the City Council. I became a night supervisor at the Central City Community Center after Bennett's police goons kept getting their squad cars bombed in their attempt to "police" the center failed. I was never once menaced nor was there ever violence while I was on duty. God what victory that was! Take that Bob! I used to do Orrin's make up for local interviews. I always wondered how such a womanly man managed to avoid scandal all these years in Washington. I'm still waiting for something to undo him besides the Tea Party. But it is the Tea Party that's made Utah politics unbearable for me to continue following. It's just too awful now.<br />
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My neighborhood is all that saves my sanity or what's left of it. I live in one of the best little enclaves in downtown Salt Lake City. More on that in another post.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-78193903108785299612011-08-20T17:27:00.010-06:002011-08-20T17:38:59.157-06:00From Yes We Can to No We Can't<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">My first clue should have been the health care bill. Yes, it was great we were finally getting a health care bill but without a public option it was a gift to the insurance industry. I have no idea why the Right isn't thrilled with it since it's entirely privatized. It's much like Bush's Medicare Part D only funded and phased in slowly. It sure as hell isn't socialism. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Yes. He's done some good things. He rescued our auto industry. He proved we can manufacture cars here and make a buck doing it. We bailed them out and they paid us back. It's a shame the banks didn't didn't treat us as well as the auto industry. But that's the difference between blue collar thinking and hedge fund thinking. It's interesting that Republicans are still bitching about bailing out the auto industry, since it's the most successful part of the bailout.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Then there was the negotiation over extending jobless benefits for the long-term unemployed. The Republicans insisted the President give them an extension of the Bush tax cuts for the wealthy in exchange for some pitiful extension of unemployment benefits for people looking for jobs—but not the 99ers. Oh no, if you were unemployed that long you were just shit out of luck, but the rich folks got their tax break extended. That one broke my heart and made me worry for the future. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Negotiation isn't one of his strong suits. He seems far too willing to cave to the least bit of Republican arm twisting. Why? This is our first black President. This is the President who located and killed Osama Bin Laden while roasting Donald Trump. What the fuck? </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Turns out President Obama either isn't a very good negotiator or he's a really a moderate republican. He's far to willing to give in to the wishes of conservatives. He is certainly not a progressive. At every turn he seems to move a bit farther to the right.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Yes, there have been things on the good side of the balance sheet, but the list of on the side of disappointments is so huge that it tips the scale to the right so horribly I won't be voting with much enthusiasm this time. I'll be voting in fear of a Rick Perry Presidency more than likely. </span><br />
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Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-27259316947824817712011-08-13T11:26:00.004-06:002011-08-13T22:08:04.934-06:00Dear TomIt's almost your birthday and I always think of you this time of year. This is not to say I only think of you this time of year. I get mail for you at least once a week so I'm pretty much forced to think of you on a weekly basis and sometimes I find myself either thinking of you fondly or not so fondly as I curse you for not changing your mailing address. Remember when we had that conversation about my place not being your real legal address? That was a long time ago. And yet... AARP still thinks you live here. Ditto the DMV. So does Harold Clark. Wonder when he'll give up sending his bills here? I even got a certified letter recently. Can't remember what bill that was. When will they get a clue?<br />
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I kept your last long distance phone message on my phone and listen to it now and then. It was left as you left the country from some airport like LA or Dallas or Miami. I'm guessing you were headed back to Costa Rica. I know I've said and done some heinous things in my time and to make them worse, in public and/or in print. Keep in mind that over the years we lived together you, my dear, did and said some heinous things as well. Maybe you didn't say and do them in print and in such a public way, but they hurt every bit as much. But now I offer you my sincerest apology for whatever it was I said that made you stop speaking to me. It was said in a moment of stupidity the way we all say stupid things. We all say stupid things sometimes, remember? Tell me what it was, and I'll do a public retraction. <br />
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Wherever you are, I hope you have a very happy, healthy birthday. <br />
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Maybe it's finally time to change your mailing address.<br />
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PS. I'm getting all your viagra spam as well, along with everyone else on your email list which gets forward to me too.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-57058975855653192732011-08-08T12:23:00.003-06:002011-08-08T12:30:38.933-06:00DowngradeI give myself a downgrade for the prolonged silence here. I've been paralyzed by the freak show of the spectacle of the Congress in Paralyse. The horrible prolonged haggling over the debt ceiling and the President's caving to the Tea Party's hostage taking of our future has led to a downgrade by S&P. Frankly I think it's long overdue. Today they've downgraded Fannie & Freddie who happen to hold the Mortgage on my house. This doesn't make me feel too terribly safe, but I've never felt terribly safe so...nothing new here, move along, nothing to look at, just another old wreck...<br />
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Friday anybody watching news (like I do, obsessively) saw the Dow fall off a cliff and then, when the Market's closed, heard the news that S&P dropped our Credit Rating from AAA to AA & 1/2. Is this a wake up call to the Tea Party that their brinkmanship is disastrous as a governing strategy? Fuck no! It's exactly what they wanted. Bring us to our knees, starve the beast! And in so doing defeat Obama! Well then, mission pretty much accomplished!<br />
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Now it's Monday, a little after noon and the Dow is plummeting again. The news is bad all over the world. Happy Tea Party?Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-24010732647733310812011-06-26T21:27:00.001-06:002011-06-26T22:16:06.090-06:00Who's The Father?An old voice talent I once dated for a moment called me the other night and I said, "Who's this?" He said, "Peggy, don't you recognize my voice?"<br />
"No. Should I?"<br />
"It's Scott?"<br />
"Scott who?" I was kidding by then. (He'd driven by my back gate early in the spring and I was out in my grubbies wrestling with the overgrown garden, my hair gone as wild as the yard. He stopped his car. Oh no. Not good.<br />
I said, "My eyes are bad. I can't hear you. I have company coming." Anyone could look at me and see this was a lie. I actually waved him on. As if we didn't speak the same language. And in a way we didn't. He's a really old man. I'm just an old womam.)<br />
"I had a dream about you."<br />
"Really. What sort of dream?"<br />
"I was living in a big house and you came to my door in the middle of the night. You woke me up. I came to the door and you looked awful. I said Peggy, you look awful. What happened to you? You said, "I'm pregnant." Then the phone rang. I answered it. It was our agent. I told her you were pregnant. She asked me to ask you one question."<br />
"What was it, you tactless bastard?"<br />
"Who's the father?"Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-21522458736123321752011-06-08T15:36:00.001-06:002011-06-08T16:23:21.568-06:00Anthony Weiner's SextingI'm in my mid-sixties and I'm not shocked at all about Anthony Weiner's sexting. Frankly I've never known a man who didn't like phone sex or some kind of virtual sex. It might be my generation. We are the generation of sex, drugs, and rock n' roll, so why is someone like Chris Matthews acting like such a prissy, childish, clueless, moron about it? Unless Weiner was sending pictures of his naked, erect penis to underage girls it isn't a crime, unlike most of the bullshit that Vitter and Ensign and so many others on the Family Values Right have carried on without anyone calling for them to resign. The Left tends not to wrap themselves in the lily white sheet of Family Values Purity so when they do something stupid like this it doesn't reek of hypocrisy. Let the House Ethics Committee decide what it wants to do with Anthony Weiner. Then let the voters of New York decide what they want to do with Anthony Weiner. I'm betting he stays. New Yorkers tend to be pretty sophisticated about such nonsense. It doesn't have anything to do with the issues that effect their lives. Only two newscasters have handled it sensibly and they are Lawrence O'Donnell and Rachel Maddow. The rest of you are children or hypocrites.Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954604416278665691.post-18447872375580104832011-05-26T19:45:00.002-06:002011-05-27T20:49:49.136-06:00Run Sarah, Run<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9MBhdXcmnUM/Td8BdK4R1SI/AAAAAAAADNA/UgtigdCWtGc/s1600/Sarah-Palin_4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9MBhdXcmnUM/Td8BdK4R1SI/AAAAAAAADNA/UgtigdCWtGc/s200/Sarah-Palin_4.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div>I can't think of anything more satisfying than the spectacle of Sarah Palin making a run for the Presidency in 2012. Imagine the comic potential—the great debates between Sarah, Newt, Romney, Pawlenty, Huntsman, Bachmann, Santorum (teehee)... Whoever. It'll be fun.<br />
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She'll be a big draw for the lunatic fringe: the homophobes, the bible thumping anti-abortion zealots, the birthers, deathers, the racist, neo-Nazi skinhead nation. You know, the Tea Party. Men love her. Women too, clutching her book so fervently, hoping for an autograph. It'll be grand. Can't wait! She'll do well in those early Primary States too. She'll clean your clock boys. Her only problem will be in debates unless she's just debating Michelle Bachmann. Then it might be a toss-up. <br />
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Sarah will do some serious damage to the Republican party. She already has. Maybe I should restate that. John McCain did serious damage to the Republican party by picking her as his running mate. He created the monster that is Sarah. If he hadn't, none of us would have heard of her. I do feel sorry for Megan McCain. She'll damn near die of embarrassment and she doesn't deserve that.<br />
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Mormon's will be conflicted about Sarah. She talks more Mormon than either of the Mormon men who'll be running against her. And Mitt has that Mitt-Care problem that became the model for Obama-Care. And Huntsman worked for President Obama. So sitting here in the deep wholesome bleeding heart of the Mormon Holy land it's going to be a spectacle worth observing.<br />
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Sadly, Sarah isn't really running. She just wants us all to think she is. It's a fund raising bonanza. But she's far too thin skinned to take the heat of a real run to the finish. Too lazy to do the homework. And that's a shame. She's depriving a hungry nation of a good belly-laugh and don't we all need one?Utah Savagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385093247915560752noreply@blogger.com18