I feel like all these little one liners you give me are going to keep me single forever.
So, let us not be blind to our differences But let us also direct attention to our common interests and to the means by which those differences can be resolved. And if we cannot end now our differences, at least we can help make the world safe for diversity. For, in the final analysis, our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this small planet. We all breath the same air. We all cherish our children’s future. And we are all mortal.
Happy Birthday John F. Kennedy! (29 May 1917 to 22 November 1963)
John Fitzgerald Kennedy
(May 29, 1917 - November 22, 1963)
Happy 95th Birthday, Mr. President
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The 170-year-old Presidency had never known another like him. To the traditional dreary precinct of politics, he brought zest, flair, a style. In him was an abundance of youth; his thatch of chestnut hair, the wealth, the built-in confidence, his hungry mind, his boyish smile, his Irish eyes… He swam, he sailed, he danced. He read vocariously. His enthusiasms were many and diverse. He lived with pain, though never complained. He was cool under pressure, and saved the world. A bright, racing star who lighted men’s thoughts and dreams, Jack Kennedy was not only admired, but loved.
An error doesn’t become a mistake until you refuse to correct it.
Happy Birthday to my favorite president and one of my inspirations, John Fitzgerald Kennedy!
May we all please just take a moment to appreciate JFK as a father? I know there are many people who strongly dislike JFK for their own reasons, but, I think we can all at least agree on how great he was at being a father. These pictures make my eyes tear up.
tlbb: I just cannot accept that people still refer to things are "retarded." →
tlbb:
It’s unacceptable, it’s ignorant, and it makes you look like an idiot.
And I will call you out on it.
Apparently, my blog is a series of rants today.
As someone who has a nephew with developmental disabilities and is keenly aware of the difficulties that has presented, I am always offended by the use of this word. It’s particularly awful up here in Boston, as “retarded” is more common than “stupid” in conversation. And, unfortunately, the well informed and intelligent folks are often those who I hear use it the most.
Fighting the fight against misuse of ‘retarded’ in the midwest is just as monstrous.
But worth it.
Fighting the fight via West Coast. Where when called out on it, some will argue about background of the word and why it’s not offensive, many simply roll their eyes and carry on. Some friends will toss me a side glance when they use it, or offer a light, insincere apology. Insincere because it doesn’t mean a damn thing to know they’re only saying it because I happen to be around.
Not giving up.
