If you can't talk, write

I have laryngitis and can't talk today. I had to take a sick day since if I can't talk, I can't teach, especially to large groups of sixth graders. Which is disappointing, since I really did want to work today...

Since I can't talk, I figure I can write. It's been a while since I've posted anything on this blog. It's been a few weeks since I returned from Nicaragua and I've slid back into my routine here: work, King's Boxing Gym, cooking, hanging out. After a January that was more like April in terms of weather, winter is back, and I'm feeling the cold here in my drafty, unheated house on 27th Avenue. We're getting rain though, so I can't really complain, and the plants are happy.

The news here is of recession, of course, and it's usually not positive. I think we would all like it if things were easier. But here we are, and perhaps we can find something good in all this. Hard times inevitably draw people together, with less, we rely on each other more. Or at least, we have the potential to. Also, I have become much less likely to complain about petty things. I don't like something about my job? At least I have a job, and I am grateful for that. In times of difficulty, there are also opportunities. This is the time to make investments in oil free energy, because for certain, as soon as the economy recovers, so will oil prices, which will stifle any kind of recovery. We have a chance to create new elements in our economy--can we begin to create an infrastructure for a society that is less dependent on cars and oil?

Recently, I've become alarmed, horrified and shocked by the actions of a certain Sheriff Joe Arpaio in Pheonix, Arizona. If you're read this far, please visit the website :

http://americasvoiceonline.org/page/content/sheriff

to find out more about Sheriff Joe and the little gulag state he is trying to run in Maricopa county. Take action if you feel that what he is doing is wrong.

Thanks!

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