Year: 2020
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: so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, adieu :
Well, it has finally and officially come to this, my final post as The Whirly Girl. And you know what? The occasion feels a lot less Von Trapp family than Whitesnake — ‘And here I go again on my own, Going down the only road I’ve ever known …’ Although letting go is hard, doing…
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: running on empty :
I woke up this morning exhausted after nine hours of something that wasn’t sleep. There was nothing refreshing about it, nothing restorative. It was all bad dreams and worrisome thoughts, tossing and turning. But that’s what the double whammy of a wildly spreading contagion + corrupt government does to you: it upends your life. Somewhere…
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: the most annoying sound :
It’s summertime, doors and windows are wide open to the fresh air and lilting melody of life being lived. Sweet sounds like birdsong and church bells and the whirring stutter of lawn sprinklers compete with — and are drowned out by — the piercing screech of sirens, screaming motorcycles, and pounding bass. While irritating, those…
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: pardon our mess and thank you :
Gassing protesters isn’t so much a sign of strength as it is a sign of fear and retaliation. Retaliation for what, you ask. Well, for the high crime of not exalting Mr. Trump. Those mean protesters scared him straight into the White House basement and they wouldn’t go away. Not even after he turned the…
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: dear america :
No matter how bleak things look now, no matter how grim they may seem, there is always hope. Because we’re the America that counts, you and I, and we can fix this if we all just come together to stand against the intolerance and division being sown by politicians. Let’s really and truly be…
the whirly girl 