The Poor Woman's Almanack
- Anywhere, United States
- April 29
- Social Reformer
- 6 Word Bio:
My life would shock most people. It is a little known fact that there are quite a number of those on the fringes who may not ever see relief. I am that one you never met, in that we are kept separate by way of societal demands that the poor remain silent, biddable, childlike nonentities without a say as to our care or how it's to be provided.
I tend to view things as a selfdisicplined person without advantages. If this won't set with some, then I guess they are not ready to remember who we are as one entity, governed by everyone inclusively. I will not cease to point out any diseased thinking I run across here in the USA.
****************************************** I stand in defense of the weakened, the brutally treated, the denied, the ones for whom life's trial can be too much. I stand with my thought, even when my legs are weakened, my stride not strong.
Walk with me on this journey, now, wherein we may ask each other: How much is the value of one person affected by what is generally assumed about them?
See me also at THE POOR WOMAN'S RETROACTIVE DIARY, (go to LINKS below, if you're interested) a commentary on the level of care I was allowed throughout my time seeking help.
MY RECENT POSTS
- OC (Well, Sort of)
June 24, 2014 10:06PM
- An Atheist with Muscle + mini
April 04, 2014 09:13PM
- For Scanner (Kenneth Sibbett)+
March 16, 2014 02:47PM
- I Wouldn't Presume
March 09, 2014 12:11AM
- To Tom Cordle
March 06, 2014 08:25PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Closing comments now.
June 25, 2014 07:28PM
- “Gosh! It is good to see
you publishing here. You were
one of my
June 25, 2014 05:20PM
- “ChillerPop: Don't think
we are familiar with each
work, but thank you
June 25, 2014 05:11PM
- “Joisey: I do not live
for social media. I even hate
know that hasn't made
June 25, 2014 04:58PM
- “tr ig: THANK YOU for
your public apology. It's nice
you man up and do
June 25, 2014 04:55PM
Poor Woman's Links
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This might well end up being my one and only post for a while, and might even be my last post here for life.
I say that not with self pity, but out of a need to say what's for real.
This place no longer has about it the cloak… Read full post »
I find this guy's thoughts very curiously engaging.
How would you say he formed his hypotheses regarding the state of this country and our world at large? Is he for real? Or is he a media mogul with attitude?
He's certainly opinionated. What's in it for him?
I'm posting a couple… Read full post »
I don't believe I've ever met anyone online better equipped to describe what it means to want to learn writing from the ground up and grow in wisdom as a writer and fellow beginner here.
I first stumbled upon Kenneth Sibbett's work about four years ago at Open… Read full post »
I wouldn't presume to
tell you what I believe, expecting that it get followed by you or anyone else thereafter
I wouldn't presume
to say you have no ability to winnow the real from the false
I wouldn't presume to
tell you you have enough memory for facts… Read full post »
Having just perused through some comments here at Open, I was shocked (and I mean shocked) by the haziness of the concept I recently offered by way of comments in the stream.
Don't you know me? Do you seriously mean to make me look like a stupid, daft ignoramus?
Here's… Read full post »
Okay. Now I'm mad enough to smash something messy. And it won't look good if I don't do something positive toward change of the right sort.
Slavery in America is alive and well. It did not end in our great grandparents' era.
These are complex issues, I'll grant you. They are… Read full post »
Every post currently on the front cover was rewritten as something different?
In the normal, run-of-the-mill posting, when I change a post's title and/or content, the post remains in its place in the queue.
Tho' this process takes time to finally register feed-wise, it does finally happen.
It's… Read full post »
Good morning, all!
Today is my day to celebrate having blogged alongside you now for 4 whole years. Makes you think, huh?
What have we been up to for the past 4 years? Well, it seems to me we have been discussing everything from soup to nuts and then some.
When I came here to copy+ paste the content from my OurS post, I found the OS editor acting flakey again. It simply would not function and gave me 3 fonts in 4 sizes and then went all squiggly on me. So, for anyone interested, here is that URL link:
http://oursalon.ning.com/profiles/blogs/the-t… Read full post »
Thoughts at Midwinter
Winter finds me home most days
Alone, in quiet mode.
I yearn to be freer, freed
The snow beckons me to frolic in drifts
To skate on ponds
To breathe crisp air that sends shivers of delight through me
To embrace the limits… Read full post »
The Tyranny of Ageing Sexy Kale Distribution to White Trash Messy Apartment Dwelling Actors & Actresses by the Supreme Court Under Obummercare Yields Tears for the Past
That's my title and the text in one
Need I say more?
Now you try it!
I double dare ya!&nb… Read full post »
This song is for the entire crew involved in our most recent conflagration.
I love you all, but....c'mon, guys....
I'm not certain if what I am about to write isn't going to garner some jeers or even a nasty retort or two. Nobody likes a smarty pants, do they?… Read full post »
"There's that homeless guy again!"
The driver of the bus I was riding was upset, although he appeared to have good intentions. I had chosen a seat by the door, and was huddled there in my coat, watching the world advance towards me in jerks and starts through the windshield.
"Who… Read full post »
In a nutshell, this is the simplest way of voicing what I feel we suffer from:
In the West, we who advocate for individuals' rights to freedom have yet to understand that we are actually a collective, each one belonging to a greater whole. In this context, everything looks different.
Also… Read full post »
This is a true story.
I once had occasion to dwell among some really scary folk. Just being there was enough to make the hairs on one's head prickle and stand on end like live wires.
They were not only frightening to anyone coming near, but the children in the… Read full post »
A SPEECHLESS LOVE SCENE
Once, during one of my times of deepest trouble, I had a surprising view into another's world.
It is printed indelibly upon my memory, a stained glass illuminata of the past moment when I saw two lovers locked in earth's desiring.
This one bri… Read full post »
Ted was an architect who was not partciularly popular with the others in his firm, but neither was he unlikeable, just quietly studious and solemn.
We met at a cocktail party one rainy summer evening. I had slipped off my heels, and was padding around in my stockinged feet on my… Read full post »