The Return


A few weeks back, Duke won the National Championship in basketball, which hasn’t happened since my freshman year there.

This past weekend, was my 15-year college reunion. So, of course, I had to go see my buddies, but also to buy one of these:

Actually, I bought several.

It was a great time. My mother watched our kids, so my husband and I could take a roadtrip by ourselves. We actually had a conversation! Several, even. Whoa.

On the way back, though, I saw this:

It’s a tea party billboard, that’s being pulled by an SUV. The scribbling is signatures. There must be several hundred. The larger words say “We want our country back.” (From who? The Black Muslim President? The liberals who are threatening to give us health care?)

 

Thinking about those people makes me feel nauseous. Thank goodness I got to come home to this:

And this:

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4 thoughts on “The Return

  1. Do you ever read Margaret and Helen (the blog)? One of them just wrote on this exact thing. She says every time she sees a “we want our country back!” she wants to pat them on the knee and say, “There, there. It’ll all be better soon. That’s how we felt for eight years, and we survived it…so will you. Just six and a half to go.” And yeah–back from where? Or who? And I’m sure you see way more of this where you live than I do!

  2. I used to read that blog — but for some reason, I couldn’t get it in my google reader, so I eventually kept forgetting to check it.

    I’m off to catch up on some reading!

  3. Tea Party people piss me off.

    And Duke actually won the NCAA in 2001, I think. We were just a little busy procreating and lactating and stuff right around that time. Heh.

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