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Shhhhhh; (Even My Father-in-Law’s Talkin’ ‘bout a Revolution)

He’s a 94-year-old life-long Nebraskan, and I’d have to guess that he’s voted mostly Republican all his life.

He just stayed with us for three days in The Great Nebraska-Colorado Father Schlep (grin) my husband and his sister executed so doggedly and well. We had a really good time together, if you can believe any of us (another grin)… Even one evening’s contretemps resulted in a more honest and open connection, coming face to face with old grievances and whatnot, and I think we enhanced our mutual love and respect.

We even talked politics, and The Old Man, for he is tickled now when I call him that, laughed when I reminded him that politics was on the list of things we weren’t allowed to talk about at the dining table when we used to visit his and his wife’s home. Some of you may have had lists of verboten topics, too; Shhhhh…..

We talked about the total corruption of our government, and the fascist nature of it now, and Obama’s complicity in selling out the 99% so cravenly, or worse. He read a couple of my diaries that mentioned revolution, and he even asked more about one key exchange between Robert Alexander Dumas and me in the comments section. He loved the Sweet Honey in the Rock videos I’d posted, and we dug up more for him on youtube.

At the breakfast this morning we talked some more; after a pause in the conversation, he cleared his throat a little and said, “You know; for about a year I’ve been thinking about revolution, and the fact that it seems to be the only chance we have to turn all this around.” [cont’d.]

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Shhhhhh; (Even My Father-in-Law’s Talkin’ ‘bout a Revolution)

He’s a 94-year-old life-long Nebraskan, and I’d have to guess that he’s voted mostly Republican all his life.

He just stayed with us for three days in The Great Nebraska-Colorado Father Schlep (grin) my husband and his sister executed so doggedly and well.  We had a really good time together, if you can believe any of us (another grin)…  Even one evening’s contretemps resulted in a more honest and open connection, coming face to face with old grievances and whatnot, and I think we enhanced our mutual love and respect.

We even talked politics, and The Old Man, for he is tickled now when I call him that, laughed when I reminded him that politics was on the list of things we weren’t allowed to talk about at the dining table when we used to visit his and his wife’s home.  Some of you may have had lists of verboten topics, too; Shhhhh…..

We talked about the total corruption of our government, and the fascist nature of it now, and Obama’s complicity in selling out the 99% so cravenly, or worse.  He read a couple  of my diaries that mentioned revolution, and he even asked more about one key exchange between Robert Alexander Dumas and me in the comments section.  He loved the Sweet Honey in the Rock videos I’d posted, and we dug up more for him on youtube.

At the breakfast this morning we talked some more; after a pause in the conversation, he cleared his throat a little and said, “You know; for about a year I’ve been thinking about revolution, and the fact that it seems to be the only chance we have to turn all this around.”

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