One is an Open Letter to Senator Clinton: Feminism is Not Academic, on Clinton’s hair-thin win over Obama in Indiana. The other is about how I love funny women and AbFab in particular. What does that have to do with politics or motherhood? Well, I think three out of the seven women I named were mothers, writers, and damn funny women. And I needed a good belly laugh after having my marshmallows toasted a tad for the Clinton post…by, you guessed it, Clinton supporters. But you know, it’s all good now. Because who the heck can say the words “President McCain” without throwing up a little?

There is a difference. Which is why I refuse to get all my news from the tv any more.

Take a look at the illustrative screen caps this Londoner abroad posted of Obama’s decisive win in NC and his extremely close win in IN. The web pages from tv-based news are completely different than what’s on the newspaper sites.

Last Thursday was Taco Truck Day in LA, and we had fish tacos from our neighborhood place in a small gesture of solidarity. It wasn’t quite food on wheels, but we were all pretty tired and fish tacos from Best Fish were what we needed to cheer us up.

Through MOMocrats, I’ve met some of the most intelligent, fun, politically aware, sassy, and committed women I’ve ever known. I worship them. So far they haven’t run me off, though a few (the Clinton supporters) may have been sorely tempted.

To think I blogged years ago about feeling like there had to be other women like me, who felt that motherhood connected us more firmly to the world we live in and deepened our desire to make it a better place, instead of motherhood being something to be tolerated or minimized so we could go on much as we have before. Back then, I wondered where all those like-minded moms were. Now I know where to find them–there’s Momsrising, there’s MOMocrat Julie’s MomsSpeakUp, and about a zillion other places online where women with kids have a voice, community, and outlet for political action.

Anyway, MomsSpeakUp is featuring uninsured children in a series of posts. There’s nothing like a few specific examples of everyday kids and their families to make the need for insurance clear.

When you think of the tremendous good preventative care does for kids as they grow, when you realize that for every healthy kid who bops in to the pediatrician’s office twice a year, there are kids with complex, heartwrenching illnesses or disorders who require much more testing, treatment, and monitoring for them to be well… it’s easy to get worked up. But the Children’s Defense Fund has been working on this issue for decades. They have plenty of concrete suggestions for us all to help. And it’s time to use whatever leverage we can all muster this election year to get everyone, but especially kids, covered.

I mean really, what kind of a civilization are we otherwise?

I know, I’ve become a political tool lately, eh? Crunched for time, have tons of other things I want to blog about, not to mention finish putting my blog on its new domain. So all I can do is throw these on the corkboard for now as Things I’d Bloviate About If I Had the Time.

Joseph J. Andrew, On My Switch From Clinton to Obama:

A former head of the DNC under Clinton has this to say:

…a vote for Hillary Clinton is a vote to continue this process, and a vote to continue this process is a vote that assists John McCain.

Sad, but true.

In the June 2008 Vanity Fair, When Democrats Go Post-al:

The vicious Clinton-versus-Obama rupture at Daily Kos, the most activist site in the liberal blogosphere, reflects a party-wide split. What really rankles, as Democrats tear at one another, is the free pass they’ve given McCain—and the White House.

Ai-ya. Read ‘em and weep.

Take a look. We have lots of thoughts and opinions. Yours truly has some comments included.

Ok, so we got tired of dissing the stupid ABC News “debate.”

We generated our own questions. Sent them to the Obama campaign.

Lo, and behold! They answered!

My dear ten devoted readers, go see.

Okay, I’ve been riding a huge bummer lately. AND having my ass kicked by my falling-down-around-my-ears house. The past week we’ve thrown thousands of dollars down the toilet for repairs. My office flooded and I’ve been unable to work in there even though my fabulous HB cleaned it up for me. (This was literally a Herculean task. I should’ve taken a before picture.) It’s now all gone to hell.