Fingerling potatoes are on the stove, bubbling away. For some reason, the idea of my normal steel cut oats, blueberries, and flax seeds has no appeal this morning. Weird, because it is what I eat nearly every morning of my life without question. The two weeks as a vegan did something very odd to my appetite. It is out of control. I have got to get back to an equilibrium with food. But for this morning, it will be an egg and potato burrito on a spinach tortilla.
In the midst of the news coverage about the bombings and the creatures who perpetrated the bombings, there are some devious things going on. They will not be covered by the media. Some freedoms are being sneakily taken away. Calling the laws protecting the privacy of psychiatric records “unnecessary legal barriers,” these protections are being eroded if not totally destroyed. All for a good cause, they say. All for a good cause. Did you know that is how Hitler started? By compiling a database of mentally ill and other “undesirables.”
OK, that is not what you expect from my blog probably. I get that. But I am not a big fan of sticking my head in the sand in the name of “serenity.” I have an opportunity to comment on this proposed law, and I am going to do so. Then I can let it go. But not a moment before I do what I can to protect our rights to privacy.
I am another step closer to having some unbelievably good news. On Wednesday I should know for sure. In the meantime, I am praying, lighting candles at chapels and cathedrals around town, and praying the Rosary until the beads are smoking!
For now I have to get ready to get in my car and drive through ridiculous amounts of snow to get to work.
“First they came for the communists and I did not speak out – because I was not a communist.
Then they came for the Jews and I did not speak out – because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for the trade unionists and I did not speak out – because I was not a trade unionist.
Next they came for the Catholics and I did not speak out – because I was not a Catholic.
Then they came for me. And there was no one left to speak out for me.” — Pastor Niemoeller, Political prisoner of the Nazis.