those darned voting machines!

quadruple check your votes, folks, demand to look at your paper receipt before the poll workerss take them, dont let this election be as fraudulenty as its looking like it will!!!!!!

Posted on Sat, Oct. 28, 2006

Glitches cited in early voting
Early voters are urged to cast their ballots with care following scattered reports of problems with heavily used machines.
BY CHARLES RABIN AND DARRAN SIMON
dsimon@MiamiHerald.com

After a week of early voting, a handful of glitches with electronic voting machines have drawn the ire of voters, reassurances from elections supervisors -- and a caution against the careless casting of ballots.

Several South Florida voters say the choices they touched on the electronic screens were not the ones that appeared on the review screen -- the final voting step.

Election officials say they aren't aware of any serious voting issues. But in Broward County, for example, they don't know how widespread the machine problems are because there's no process for poll workers to quickly report minor issues and no central database of machine problems.

In Miami-Dade, incidents are logged and reported daily and recorded in a central database. Problem machines are shut down.

''In the past, Miami-Dade County would send someone to correct the machine on site,'' said Lester Sola, county supervisor of elections. Now, he said, ``We close the machine down and put a seal on it.''

Debra A. Reed voted with her boss on Wednesday at African-American Research Library and Cultural Center near Fort Lauderdale. Her vote went smoothly, but boss Gary Rudolf called her over to look at what was happening on his machine. He touched the screen for gubernatorial candidate Jim Davis, a Democrat, but the review screen repeatedly registered the Republican, Charlie Crist.
[snip] A poll worker then helped Rudolf, but it took three tries to get it right, Reed said.
''I'm shocked because I really want . . . to trust that the issues with irregularities with voting machines have been resolved,'' said Reed, a paralegal. ``It worries me because the races are so close.''

the birthday surprise

was indeed going to jackies...not that i had verbalized my guess. i didnt want to say it and then be wrong....hmmm.

anyhow, it was an interesting afternoon. i dont want to share it though, at least not yet...its just, i felt connected to my friends and i want to hold on to that

in the quiet time

so ok, i am better at nature than people when it comes to recording the moment, but feel free to watch them all by double clicking the video and going to youtube then click on my name "sunlover1026"...and just so everyone knows, i have already apologized to my friend tonya for the tone i used when trying to let her know she didnt need to pose since it was video and not a still...i had no idea i sounded like that. the things we learn about ourselves! more to follow in a couple days

for robin

"i like living. i have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all i still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing"-agatha christie

thank you, robin.

birthday stills

these are from my camera. i kept accidentally taking videos instead of pictures so there are not many, though i will put most the videos on youtube tonight and tomorrow hopefully. i am sure it will take tonya, who took most the photos of the evening, a few days to get hers up (or a few weeks depending) but enjoy

tara, me, michelle, tonya and gary behind us at dinner

jeff j. chi and ari

kirsti and nat



Song of the day: ladies of the canyon- joni mitchell

ohio- i know i dont think its funny

"First of all, I didn't realize Ohio was laughing. I was not aware of that,"- john stewert commenting on a question asked about his up coming visit to colombus to film the daily show

i dont think cheating and meanness, the entire political arena of my state is funny at all. in fact it scares me and hurts me to think that this is what we have become, to think that this is how we are treated- how many ohio politicians or "important" laymen have been convicted of crimes while in office or had to resign over the past term? taft, ney, noe...those are the ones who came right to mind, for stealing money, taking pay-offs, dealing with abrahmoff (bribery). i dont think john stewert thinks its all that funny either. john stewert is sarcastic and ironic, and while sarcasm and irony are types of humor, they are often called wry for a reason.

i am one of those people who laughs at funerals. it doesnt mean i think its funny, its how my body responds to the overwhelming emotion of loss. when things go wrong, i find myself wanting to laugh or id be crying, and i usually would rather laugh. sarcasm is a similar phenomana (mahnamahna)in my mind, and if you didnt laugh at these things, youd prolly cry...or maybe burst a blood vessel or ten from anger at these people who take our trust and rub it in our faces!

Song of the day: one day- bjork

The Life and Death of a Pumpkin

just today did i discover that youtube has made it so that i can post to a bloggerbeta account (which is what i have).

i found this video months ago and remember hoping that i would be able to post videos by halloween....enjoy and happy all hallows eve!!!

Molly Grows Up

just thought it was appropriate for my birthday...though MY junior bacon cheesburger eating days are long over...

this is why i blog

got this mail tonight, and it really is reminding me, even more then revisiting my first posts, why i bother to blog...

From: Anonymous
To: goheaded06@mindless.com
CC:
Subject: [after_enlightenment] New comment on 2000 Milligrams of Solumedrol.
Date: Wed, 25 Oct 2006 22:56:21 +0000 (GMT)

Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "2000 Milligrams of Solumedrol":

Wow, I just found this while searching for possible side effects the doc's forgot to tell me about (sucking pennies type thing) with this IV solumedrol. my vision is about gone now and that just makes me feel so tiny. your words are so perfect a description for this experience, thanks for sharing this with me, i feel just a little less tiny.



Posted by Anonymous to after_enlightenment at 25 October, 2006 18:54

Song of the day: i write the songs- barry manilow

instructions for saturday

"you need to bring a jacket for sure, but you need to be dressed for warm, and you need to be dressed for hot"- so in other words, be prepared for everything?

hmmm, so i guess ill bring a change of clothes, and a bag of frozen peas for the back of my neck because if it is what i think it is, it gets hot enough for me to numb out and for the vision to blur... but then again i dont know how tonya would know about that heat...so maybe im back to square one...grrr

her sweater

i've been zipped in her sweater, wearing
navy blue and racing stripes since wednesday, an acknowledged
reminder of her.
she'll be back on sunday, i know,
filled neck-high with hockey stories,
the same old worry frown on her forehead.

it's been a wooly week with her not here,
over-heating as indian summer
crept up the heels of her departure.
soothing goosebumps in the mornings,
listening intently to some coffee-shop
soccer-moms, i realize i miss her.

patterns, patterns- i went off to that
little slice of '69- to drum an antiquated
story down on euclid, releasing
my sadness. playful on a d'jembe, itchy shoulders
swinging, i wished she was there,
with me, just being closer.

Song of the day: bluebird- buffalo springfield

speaking of birthdays

someone spilled the beans on where we are really eating dinner this saturday (with no prodding on my part, they just pulled out the invitation and shoved it at me), and now i am 99.9 percent sure that i am on to whats going on, for all of you who are involved...im not entirely sure how it will work, but it should be an interesting afternoon, to say the least, and everyone involved (yes,you) is welcome to join us for dinner, we can always add an extra chair or two at the table.

i'll tell you though, tonya offering to plan something was amazing on her part, and she definitly is a gutsy woman, and people are actually going to come- which is rare when i plan my own stuff because i always wait til the last minute and most people allready have plans... the one thing that makes me sad is my newermom friends (babies under six months, older kids with lives) are most likely not going to make it mostly due to other obligations...well, that and its gonna be cold and rainy (not my favorite combination either)...

oh, and by the way, i could care less about the number now, i was just putting up some thoughts i was having about this transition to my thirties as i imagine other people may question what the transition means

Song of the day: maggie may- rod stewart

remembering the beginning

so today is this blog's first birthday, and to celebrate, i have decided to repost my original three posts. i think this will also help remind me what i was aiming for in starting up, as its hard to always keep the objective (intention) in mind.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

one

i have this eastern saying stuck in my head, have for weeks now.

Before enlightenment, i chopped wood and carried water;
after enlightenment, i chopped wood and carried water

I start this blog to stop fearing my power as an individual and a voice,
and promise free poetry, political fodder, a number of tempertantrums (i'm sure)
though not on any time table.

....but i have to figure out how to do this first.

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Jeff Hess said...

Shalom Molly,

Mazel Tov!

B'shalom,

Jeff

i think ive pretty much figured out how to do this by now, once i got one thing (like linking to other blogs)the rest followed suit

two:suggestions

if you know me, know that i will start a post off with "do not read this so and so" if its in your best interest not to (ok, mom, so you wont have to know how mad or bad i've been)- my suggestion is that you dont read it.

...i think thats my only suggestion

never did take advantage of this clause

three: social work with groups

my change, it all started with a college class i opted to take to better understand the natural chaos inherent to working within multiple systems. sounds so scholarly, right? well, instead of being given simple textbook work that charicterizes my graduate program's curriculum, i was thrown into a boiling hot cauldron of a work load (99 percent internal and scalding) with an ecentric and majickal professor stoking the fire.

an education rarity is all i can say. following suit of 'no child left behind', our higher institutions are quickly losing the creative aspects that i thought our parents had fought to give us. and now he that giveth taketh away.

i go to higher level private university, i pay over thirteen thousand a semester (or sallie may has, for the moment), and i will graduate having taken only one course that truly stretched, twisted me as a person, moments i was willing to suffer through because i could feel that butterfly flapping her wings as my being absorbed new knowledge.

just wanted to share

Posted by molly at 15:03 0 comments Links to this post

yup.

Song of the day: closer to fine- indigo girls

getting gestalt

not that there really is anything to "get", its not like i suddenly possess something i didnt before, but...

the workshop was kind of structured into three different scenarios
1. full group size (31 of us in total)for the morning stretch, theory stuff, etc..
2. personal growth groups (pg) of 9-10 people for a chance to process what we are experiencing with one stable and one rotating facilitator.
3. practicum groups of four plus one facilitator to practice the skills we are learning

there is also something called resource groups, which i guess will meet at the beginning of each weekend to discuss goals and at the end to discuss outcomes? im not entirelyu sure what that is about, but since i have nine more weekends to go, ill find out.

my talent lies in seeing the 'other', i am really good at that. as i learned last fall, through jackie, my weak spot is allowing myself to be seen...i even played the client first in my practicum group, telling the others that it is only that chair that i was dreading, im in therapy, i dont want to talk about me anymore.... and they pointed out physical catches and words- one woman pointed out my blush, and that is definitly a part of why i dont like to be seen.

i get that i will be seen, not only that, i have to be open in the immediacy to what is seen, as there is value and growth...there is no measure of control...

i cant believe i commited to documenting this process...its group therapy more then anything else

Song of the day: my there for me guitar- caroline aiken

voter fraud

To: "molly danzinger"
CC:
Subject: Citizens in the Dark
Date: Thu, 19 Oct 2006 07:50:27 -0700

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PEOPLE FOR THE AMERICAN WAY October 18, 2006

Please petition the Elections Assistance Commission to release its report on voter fraud!

http://www.ReleaseTheReport.com

Dear molly (or my readers),
You’ve heard the _expression, “the cure is worse than the disease.” Well that’s especially true when you don’t even have the disease in question!

Right-wing members of Congress and state legislators have been passing onerous laws that make it harder for citizens to vote. Despite erecting barriers to the ballot box and disenfranchising voters, they’ve claimed these laws are necessary to stop rampant voter fraud.

Thanks to a press leak, it is now public that the US Elections Assistance Commission (EAC) commissioned a report to find out about voter fraud. According to USA Today, the EAC’s report shows that there is no evidence that significant numbers of voters are lying about their identity at the polls, voting twice, or voting in the name of dead people. Let me repeat that: NO EVIDENCE.

While this has long been suspected by those of us who have fought discriminatory attempts to address “voter fraud” (e.g. voter ID bills that would, in effect, create a poll tax for poor, elderly and minority citizens who don’t have or need government issued ID in their regular lives), the EAC report makes it official: voter fraud does not present a health risk to our democracy. That is, it would be official if the EAC had released it. … But it won’t release it.

Please petition the EAC to release the report at http://www.ReleaseTheReport.com!

Across the country, states have been introducing legislation requiring voters to show identification before voting, preventing eligible voters from casting ballots. Indeed, the US Congress has tried to pass national Voter ID legislation four times in the last four months – all in the name of stopping the one electoral cancer from which we don’t appear to be suffering. Worse, the mostly Republican legislators who are pushing such “prescriptions” are more like doctors who are getting kickbacks for prescribing cancer drugs to healthy people, insofar as they are keeping away from the polls voters who tend to cast ballots for the other party.

Sign the petition to the EAC urging that this report be released and that hearings be held on its findings. We deserve to know which threats are real and which threats are imaginary.

http://www.ReleaseTheReport.com

-- Your Allies at People For the American Way





Song of the day:

systems: the effect of child abuse

thinking alot about systems right now, about how our galaxy is a system, wondering the effect a missing planet (such as saturn) would have on the rest of this solar system, and on how my friend's decision (i am going to call her sadie) to keep abuse secret has eroded a system i am a part of.

if i could hear one responsible word out of her mouth, my experience would be very different. so far, she keeps drinking- this is just another excuse for her to hate herself and numb out...not that i am not guilty of this, like i said, my eating has been out of control... but i dont know how to help her right now... i dont know if i want to help her. i want to yell at her, tell her she has no right to play a victim, she is actually one of the victimizers, i told her she is forgivable -i dont really know if i believe that- i told her i am still her friend- i dont know that i can be- i love her children, saw her through all her pregnancies, except the despised 12 year old-who i dont really hold responsible, he needs help- but sadie keeps refering to him as evil... i have changed their diapers and helped them start the morning, taught them my camp songs and gave the baby girl my childhood dollhouse...

i am looking inside of myself for a place where i can meet sadie at this point. jeff tells me to support her the best i can, andy feels its time for me to contact the kids paternal grandparents or georgia's department of families and children (dfac)... which is an interesting option. sadie's 8 year old has been telling his teachers stories for years, that his bruises are from his parents- i can speak to this in that i watched the kid run right into a door, but then he seemed to forget that i was there when the bruise happened and told me later his dad had hit him- and dfac has investiated the home more then once... i think maybe they now view the 8 year old as one who invents stories

but i think he has known for a couple of years already that his parents are doing drugs in the "smoking room", they certainly teach em quite young what pot is and signs of use, but of course dfac took the smoking room as a good thing since it means the parents are keeping their cigarette smoke away from the kids...its to bad they did not look deeper.

so how does one save a system?


Song of the day: with or wthout you- u2

quopte of the month

from writing on the wall

At what point does being a Wal Mart Shopper become the single greatest shared human experience outside of birth and death

scary, scary, thought, huh? but its true, that walmart has spread across the globe, and the walton pocketbook just gets fatter and fatter...



Song of the day: killing in the name- rage against the machine

superceding the moment: making the personal universal

how this experience of gestalt, and meeting another who experiences his anger in his pelvis, learning my friend is taking care of herself as she ackowledges failing her children by drinking, masterbating and internet porn, reading my own words of trying to give myself a safe fertile space down at the polo fields yesterday morning to accept my groinal anger, i am turning more toward poetry.

how do i supercede the moment. when i think of poetry i have created that is successful, it has a universal quality to it, and i think i will work on crafting this piece, anger in the pelvis, as what i understand is that we are taught that sex is somehow seperate from everything else in life, and that having inappropriate sexual contact in early life can lead to a life long experience of sex being connected to the emotions of shame and anger.

years of therapy, discussing, reliving these experiences, yet running from really feeling that anger, crying from embarrasment even though no one can look at me and know i am feeling the moment in the pelvis, i think i might have finally found a way out.

unfortunately, i have tried to push it all down since the weekend, eating eating, gained seven pounds in three days- that was the first learned response to this abuse-eat and you will feel better

i ate my way to 300+ pounds and never felt any better... so i will write it this time, superceding my moment, i will try and be universal.

Song of the day: janie's got a gun- aerosmith

anger in the pelvis

uncomfortable warmth,
sitting here- watching
the chagrined rapids- listening
to the rain pound the car- hearing
joni's cherokee story- feeling
the professor's ghost and her smile
keeps flashing in the mind.

its not enough. not,
not enough to erase,
reduce a pulse between the legs-
this milky white rage!

seven
hundred and thirty two miles away
liquor and porn are response
-!!!!-
but here? here it's the frustrated
aggression-- Right-o, Dann-o?
its only anger in the pelvis

protecting those you love

last night i received an email from one of my oldest friends. in it she told me that her oldest child, who is twelve has been molesting her three other children, ages 4,6, and 8 from her marriage. her oldest is being sent to live with his grandmother, who raised him for the first ten years of his life, and that this abuse has been going on since he first moved in with the family over one year ago, and she has known the whole time.

everything else, suddenly, seems meaningless, in my anger and sadness, my love for her children. i think, if only she had told me right away, i could have helped this family get help, pointed them in the right direction even though i live 800 miles away, i could have helped them, it is after all what i do.

now i feel angry, left only with the choice of trying to lessen the blow on my friends ego after the family has been destroyed and the kids living in fear for a year. talk about feeling tied in a situation

song of the day: cherokee louise- joni mitchell