Right on, Finny. Your story is my story.
We have seen Mississippi.
We are now off the turnip truck.
Our elevator goes to the top and we have surveyed the facts of the scene.
The 2x4 has struck us on the bean.
We have judged the book, not the cover, finally.
We no longer pee upstream or against the wind, but down stream and away from the wind.
We have ceased banging our head against a stone wall and swimming against the current.
We have come in from the rain.
We have left the plantation.
Our bulb is no longer dim. The switch is on.
Our candle has a wick.
We are unstuck from stupid.
We have declined to board the trains.
Too bad about the rest who haven’t, didn’t, won’t and aren’t.
Rita
The whole post -- EXCELLENTLY WELL SAID. That so many die-hard Republicans refuse to accept it -- is their mistake.