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Week of August 9, 2009 - August 15, 2009
The Good Doctor is in the house
I am watching this Net roots session rebroadcast on C-SPAN. I believe this one of seven in a series. Enjoy!
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Armey leaving firm after Healthcare flap
Politico is reporting that Dick Armey is leaving the Law Firm DLA Piper. Rachel Maddow is going to have field day with this one on her show. She has been focusing in like a laser on Freedom Works ran out of this operation and its role in healthcare town hall melees..
Sunshine is the best disinfectant.
Sunshine is the best disinfectant.
California board cuts children's healthcare
Some might want to call it "collateral damage" in the state's fiscal fiasco. Meanwhile Schwarzenegger "vows to boost patient protections.." I guess children don't qualify to be protected in the governor's health scheme?
"Tell that to the Indians"
Senior Black Correspondent Larry Wilmore's special comment the origins of fear in the Heath Care debate.
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Share your National Park pictures and stories
The Huffingtion Post is collecting pictures and stories about our National Parks. This was a story I posted here on TPM a week or so ago:
I didn't know what I was missing. I didn't know what I was missing until I drove north on Highway 99 through central valley of California. It leads to Yosemite National Park. That was April 2006 and I was in Los Angeles. I promised myself on the way back to San Francisco, that I would drive through Fresno on Highway 99 and to Highway 41 along the Merced River until I reached the gates of Yosemite. The trip is long enough to inspire fatigue. I had to rest at local hotel south of Yosemite until I had the strength to continue the drive at 6:00 a.m. the next day.
The snow usually doesn't finish its' stay until the middle of May. This past May it stayed around until Memorial Day. I remember the snow stuck to the ground like a thick white coat. Yosemite's white coat was stop sign high. The snow pack covers the icy roads that twist, turn and hang precariously to the granite cliffs in that place. It thought I was gonna slide down this narrow roads. There are no guard rails and that inspires instant respect.
I remember river banks that held the fast moving and cold waters rushing down the valley full of lupine outside Yosemite's valley floor. I thought the full weight of the water coming down into the central valley was too much for Merced's banks. That was an amazing trip. I will never forget what Rock chief (El Capitan), Half Dome and the frozen Bridalveil Falls looked like that cold April morning. The sun rose. It was beautiful. It was majestic to see the granite monoliths in the cold morning air. The sheer scale of Yosemite's walls makes the soul settle down. It is a peacefulness that repairs all that has been undone and broken inside.
I didn't know what I was missing. I didn't know what I was missing until I drove north on Highway 99 through central valley of California. It leads to Yosemite National Park. That was April 2006 and I was in Los Angeles. I promised myself on the way back to San Francisco, that I would drive through Fresno on Highway 99 and to Highway 41 along the Merced River until I reached the gates of Yosemite. The trip is long enough to inspire fatigue. I had to rest at local hotel south of Yosemite until I had the strength to continue the drive at 6:00 a.m. the next day.
The snow usually doesn't finish its' stay until the middle of May. This past May it stayed around until Memorial Day. I remember the snow stuck to the ground like a thick white coat. Yosemite's white coat was stop sign high. The snow pack covers the icy roads that twist, turn and hang precariously to the granite cliffs in that place. It thought I was gonna slide down this narrow roads. There are no guard rails and that inspires instant respect.
I remember river banks that held the fast moving and cold waters rushing down the valley full of lupine outside Yosemite's valley floor. I thought the full weight of the water coming down into the central valley was too much for Merced's banks. That was an amazing trip. I will never forget what Rock chief (El Capitan), Half Dome and the frozen Bridalveil Falls looked like that cold April morning. The sun rose. It was beautiful. It was majestic to see the granite monoliths in the cold morning air. The sheer scale of Yosemite's walls makes the soul settle down. It is a peacefulness that repairs all that has been undone and broken inside.
