Archive - Sep 2005
September 24th
After the march
Submitted by Aldon Hynes on Sat, 09/24/2005 - 17:59I am at the BBQ at Hypatia’s. I have checked the photo of Joan Baez. It is small and blurry. However, the audio post of her singing, “Where have all the flowers gone?” came out pretty well.
Melissa Berger is here and we are talking about her campaign. I have just spoken with Kim and we’ll be putting up a post on Blog For America, so I’ll post this, and get to the BFA post shortly.
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Submitted by Aldon Hynes on Sat, 09/24/2005 - 16:01
Spammers with a sense of ...
Submitted by Aldon Hynes on Sat, 09/24/2005 - 09:24This morning, as I wait for my daughter to get out of the shower so we can go march on Washington, I find that I've won another half million dollars in a lottery in Holland that I've never entered.
I do that several times a week and usually don't pay a lot of attention to the spam.
However, one spam message particularly caught my attention. In an email claiming to be from Jose Padilla, I find that I can buy a replica of a Rolex watch!
Finally, the U.S. Government will be able to find a charge that will stick, sending unsolicited email.
September 23rd
Being Howard Dean
Submitted by Aldon Hynes on Fri, 09/23/2005 - 11:15In a couple of hours, I will hop on a train to Washington DC to join the march. I wrote my DeStefano blog post, “Maybe, this is about us”. Maybe it is all about us. Maybe it is about all of us remembering who we are, a country that cares about every citizen.
I downloaded a newer version of Winamp today, and I’m listening to AOL Folk Radio. Big corporation AOL. What are they playing? Phil Och’s “What's That I Hear?” Joan Baez, “Diamonds And Rust”, and some rendition of “Johnny, we hardly knew ya”.
September 20th
Exploring the digital divide
Submitted by Aldon Hynes on Tue, 09/20/2005 - 20:11As part of blogging for the DeStefano blog, I’ve been building up my list of Connecticut based Blogs in Bloglines. One site I’ve been watching is The New Haven Independent.
Today, I read Gina Coggio’s latest posting. Please, go out and read it. She is a teacher who has students writing vignettes about their lives. One started off, “My father chose the drug life over his children… He was a crack head whether I wanted to believe it or not and as the days went by I seen more in him. He’d begin to take things that belonged to us to get money for what they call a habit, but I call it evil. It took the loving sweet man out of my father and turned him into a wild fiend… Every time I saw him I seen death. His pale white face, crusty lips, ragged clothes and his body sank in. He was a skeleton.”
