When hip was hip

Hip may not be so hip. The word was first used in 1904. Other word birthdays Lit Kit finds particularly appropos:
pissed off (1943), snafu (1941), Big Brother (1949), ceasefire (1918), lumpenproletariat (1924) , realpolitik (1908).

For the whole bagel (1932), see http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/magazine/3755482.stm

Living in a post-11/2 world - from m

Dear hearts! Thank you for the words of consolation. As evidenced yesterday, it is unfortunate to learn that America has, in fact, lost her mind. What appeared to symptomatic has now revealed itself to be a full-blown case of madness.

During the day yesterday, radio announcers said, "You can bet that all those people standing out in the weather for hours on end just to cast a ballot are not doing so to tell W 'you're doing a great job.'". . the fact is, that's exactly what they were doing.

When a political machine can energize the entire central part of the nation with a campaign that offers them absolutely nothing - I mean zero - and still capture their vote, it is proof that the flawed education system in America was created solely to serve that purpose - Americans are no longer capable of reasoning, thinking or decision-making.

And, for gawd's sake, this time he won the popular vote too. . .that means that one out of every two Americans you might encounter heartily encourage deceit, thievery, pre-emptive war, destruction of the environment, dissolution of healthcare and the end of social security for our elders.

Is it all a trade for the measly $300 tax rebate they received?. . .is that all it takes to make America happy?. . .Had the world's terrorists only known, rather than killing 3000 people, they could have just given $300 to each American and taken over the country. . .pity.

So what is the climate for ex-pats in GB?. . .I'm serious. . .considering the new senator from South Carolina won on the platform that gays and single mothers should be barred from teaching in schools. . .and that the new senator from Oklahoma was accused of sterilizing patients without their knowledge and believes Drs. who perform abortions should be given the death penalty - obviously he does not recognize the irony of that position.

I'm, therefore, convinced that E, me, our other gay friends and probably quite a few sympathizers, will soon be rounded up and placed in some, rather large, fenced-in portion of Idaho, Utah, Arizona or New Mexico. . . .for "our own protection.". . .no doubt some of those procedures utilized in the Iraqi prisons will be employed to help us find our true selves. . .think hoods, batteries, testicle clamps, etc.

One of the most important exit poll issues for Americans was "moral leadership". . .and they chose the man who believes he has been sent by God to lead the people of America and, dare I say it, the world. . .some might call that a bit blasphemous, but not in America. Here, it means you can send over 1000 American boys and girls to their deaths on the strength of a lie . . oh, and God also ordered the deaths of a multitude of men, women and children in the country unjustly occupied. That must have been the work of God because our leader, in conversations with another hackneyed religious leader, insisted there would be no casualties in the Iraq occupation. . .?

Of course, we can also now look forward to having airliners raining down on us in the very near future, thanks to our choice of leaders. No doubt an all-out assault is the offing. I ordered my potassium iodide pills even before the election. . .I guess my confidence in the American people just wasn't that high. We'll stay away from crowds and tall buildings, fly as little as possible, never take a train, only drink bottled water. And we'll not travel to foreign countries for at least four years because they now presume we are ALL dangerous idiots . . .there was an excuse the first time - he stole an election he didn't win, but this time. . .well, this time, he won.

But then as the old saying goes, "fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, well, you know, you. . .I don't. . .you. . .ummm, I don't like to be fooled.. . ah-hem."


Introducing The Literate Kitten

What is The Literate Kitten? More than a blog – perhaps a splog better describes it. A splendiforous smorgasbordial smattering of ideas to promote literature, literacy and all things literary. A way writers and readers can come together to foster a community for the collective good.

Remember when people did things like that?

A long time ago. In a galaxy far, far away.

Hey, this is new for me, too. Trying to change the world. And what are my credentials? Nothing special. I’m a writer. An occasional adult ed teacher. Well educated (even if I didn’t attend a Seven Sisters school). I’m also a person who has structured her life as a Frank Stella painting. I am single, childless and mortgage-free. Presently, also car payment-free. I have assiduously avoided any activities that smacked of the words “joining,” “membership,” or “team.” I have invested far more time in education, writing, reading and watching movies (and more television than I care to admit, even to myself) than I have in volunteering.

Forty-four blissful years of individual pursuit of happiness, minimalist style.

I'm the last person I'd expect to start a splog.

Yet, this week has woken me up to the fact that every person has a stake in the collective good and must contribute. Even someone like me. Someone without kids or spouse or even a significant other. Someone without property or stock portfolios or even a big-screen TV. Whether or not I want to. Whether or not I know what the hell I’m doing. (I don’t.)

Is this splog a case of having nothing to say and the means to say it? God knows, I pray that isn’t the case. I only know that I need to do something, that doing something is far better than doing nothing, and that doing writing is my first step along any yellow-brick road.

I need your help. Join The Literate Kitten in the quest for a literate and literary world. Bring ideas to the table. Strike a blow for social justice. Boldly go where no man has gone before. Or just send a good chili recipe.

I, for my part, will write (shorter entries, I promise), sweat (not a pretty sight, especially when I’m in my jammies), curse (damn straight!), cajole (not a highly developed skill, I admit) and otherwise sprinkle enlightenment glitter throughout etherdom.

Look for The Literate Kitten to bring you: The Muse Muses (cart blanche contributions from writers, new and established), Read ‘n Rant (lit crit and social commentary), Kitty Litter-ature (literary panoply), Meow! (channeling our cattiness in a good way), Writing is Hell (‘nuff said), and Altruism for All (ways to promote literacy). Plus other stellar stuff The Literate Kitten fancies.

Let’s profit from this election’s lesson:
“It isn’t enough to be against something – you have to be for something, too.”

And live this quote from Walt Whitman (Leaves of Grass):
"Answer that you are here---that life exists and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse."

Bare your claws and sound the Lit Kit’s barbaric yawp! RRREEeeerrrr!