Still haven't gotten enough stuff weeded out. Like the antique, well, let's just call it fifty years old, pieces of crochet that my mother made. (Although I have not remembered what happened to the crocheted bedspread she made for me. Haven't seen it since the move in 1997 and I don't think I took it with me because I've moved my things a half dozen times since, and it hasn't appeared.)

But the changes in my homes are pretty small potatoes compared to the hell that comes from having homes bulldozed with hardly enough time to get out of them. Whether it's in Gaza or Baghdad or wherever power cares not for people, it reeks of injustice, and I loathe that United States' taxpayers' dollars are paying for it. Loathe also the killing of democracy-seeking Haitians by the U.S. supported so-called rebels.

What is it with this world where might stomps on human rights and civil discourse in country after country? Much of it to feed the rapacious appetite for power and for "things" of one form or another.

E-mail warnings and calls for activism got so frequent this past month, that I could hardly bear to look at the list of messages and let it rise to over 150 messages sitting in my in-box. I've unsubscribed from a few listservs, although not from the fellow who keeps warning of probable nuclear weapons detonations, and to get out of the cities, and to get a radiation measurement kit. He sends interesting news of events not spoken of by even the Common Dreams and Truthout commentaries, such as the fact that right now nearly all of the U.S. nuclear fleet is out of port, an extremely rare circumstance, as is much of the Russian fleet. And a testing of the missile defense scheduled this summer.

When the "boys" start playing major war games, particularly with the head honcho that the U.S. has in place, who will make them stop? Better not to play at all, but the general populace doesn't really get to vote on that.

The thing that keeps me hopeful is that 6 billion people can't be that stupid, can they? Or can they?

Cherie