forget the fact that your government tried to keep this quiet and scolded the press for asking questions.

forget the fact that a halliburton crew was involved.

forget the fact that the engineering logs are missing from the seven hours before the explosion.

forget the fact that halliburton bought an oil spill cleanup company 10 days before the incident.

this is beyond stupid. this is criminal. diabolical. 34 days and nothing is done. they could have permanently closed up the hole immediately, but that would have interfered with the bazillion dollars in profits that bp hoped to make from this oil. they bullshit for weeks while they build "relief wells" so they can still try to get their hands on that oil. now, instead of a minor spill, we are looking at complete contamination of the gulf of mexico and everything that lives in it. not to mention the people who live along the coast breathing toxic air and exposed to toxic soil and water. this will affect millions of people and the chemical "dispersants" they are pumping out will do more harm than good.

worst case scenario:  this will kill the marine life from louisiana to florida. a lot of the oil will sit there in the seabed continuing to contaminate and will potentially spread on into the atlantic ocean, up the east coast and over to europe. it will be years before nature can repair itself from yet another destructive act by greedy corporations.

best case scenario:  major fail/fubar.

i don't know what else to say. here are a few links. watch and read for yourself.

26 million gallons and counting

meta oceanic research blog

philippe cousteau, jr video

yesterday's explosion

i’m in this place of looking back right now.  i’m reassessing the journey, you could say.  i’ve learned so much about myself and my place on this big ol’ planet in the last 10 years.  early in this quest, i realized that pretty much everything that i had been told was a lie.  with this realization came a desire to find truth.  

i keep running into brick walls lined with fellow humans who don’t care what the truth is.  i mean, when you really look at it, one person’s “truth” is another’s “crazy ideas.”  so, we end up looking at each other with distaste.  “you are wrong.”  “i am right.”  there is so much fear in that...fear blocks the truth...fear kills the love.  and, really, love is the only true thing we have.  

it’s not about politics or religion or health care bills or corrupt governments or corporate fascism or fiat money or fake wars or the new world order.  what it really comes down to is this:  you have to make a choice to either fight the battle to uplift, enlighten, and love Self and others or you can disconnect from the whole thing, go through the motions, and wait for it all to come crashing down.

i decided to stop watching tv about 7-8 years ago.  i was tired of paying a cable bill for movies that i had already seen and tired of my kids watching stupid shit.  so, i didn't pay the bill and told the cable company to come and pick up their box.  they never did.  but the service got canceled and life changed.  in many ways. i realized that my mind was so free and clear without the programming.  without the daily "think this" "love/hate this" "buy this"  "eat this".  i found out that without that constant feed, i was able to just experience life and see.  really see.  and, most importantly, my kids started to understand what i meant when i told them, "think for yourself" and "question everything".  this rebel goddess mother could not bare to see her children grow up to be mindless tv watchers. in spite of this, we still have four tv's in the house.  there's the one in the living room that charlie bought me years ago and i refuse to throw away for sentimental reasons ;-)  and the kids each have one in their rooms.  in the house we currently live in, the cable is magically wired in.  i still don't watch it, except for the occasional awards show when my daughter yells, "mommy, chaka khan is on", or "stevie wonder is on."  i'll go downstairs and watch...until a commercial comes on. yet still, just the other night, a friend called me and said, "you should watch this show tonight."  i wanted to tell her i had no desire to watch it, but i said, "ok, i'll ask charlie to tape it." weak me. why am i telling you this?  i don't know.  i guess because i'm feeling like an outsider tonight.  my husband spent about 11 hours watching football games today and i just don't get it.  in those same hours, i cleaned two bathrooms, washed dishes, mopped floors, did laundry, heated up leftovers for dinner, updated the website (http://stonewrightmusic.com), sent/answered emails, searched the internet for ways to market/promote our cd, went to the grocery store, called my son derric who's down at virginia tech, and now, i'm sitting here typing this. hmmmm

me:  ok...so...um, when do you want to do this?

him:  soon.  next week.

me:  ok.

him:  is that a yes?

me:  well...you didn't really ask me anything.

him:  ok, will you marry me?

me:  yes, of course, baby.

me and charlie got married on january 26, 2009 at 12:30pm.  got the marriage license at 10:20.  picked up the rings at 11:15.  went home, got dressed, and left for our appointment with the "marriage celebrant" (it's a virginia thang) at 12:15.  my daughter, shaina, was the ring girl, witness, and photographer, lol.  at 12:45, we were on our way to lunch.  the newlyweds one.  ain't life a trip?!?!

it's done.  me and my mr. wright, hahahaha!  i love you, charlie!