A bitch is fucking freezing!
I’m sitting in my couch-based lair…and I’m fucking cold.
Damn drafty old as hell house!
Anyhoo, be kind to your animal friends and remember they shouldn’t be out in this shit for extended periods of time anymore than your ass should.
The Great Illinois Senate Standoff – To Seat of Not To Seat Burris - is over. Confirmation hearings are underway and, of course, confirmation drama has arrived to keep the political press happy. And Congress is about to get its bailout on…again.
But this bitch is pondering things on the ground.
Maybe, ‘tis because I’m blessed to have a home and heat…it may be drafty, but it sure as shit isn’t the same as being outside in 1 degree weather…but I read this story about volunteers searching for the homeless to try and prevent deaths due to exposure and I couldn’t help but wonder if our national housing crisis has helped people better understand homelessness.
So many people face evicting from foreclosure that federal and state governments are considering a moratorium on that shit.
And those folks who face eviction aren’t all people who foolishly signed up from a domed from jump mortgage.
Our economic crisis is a beating and a half, but it is also an opportunity to do some inner work and better understand the other…that sometimes hard times, mental health conditions or physical health problems overwhelm us.
Sometimes things don’t work out or fail to work out fast enough to save a home.
Sometimes people end up sleeping in their car or on the street.
In the cold…in this cold…and there, but for a similar crisis, could go any of us.
This bitch wishes those who volunteer safe and fruitful searching…