I Keep Hearing Joan Baez Singing…

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08/19/2014 by syrbal-labrys

…and her voice is the only sweet thing in my mind as I continue to read about Ferguson, Missouri.  Because it seems like the war she sings of just goes on being fought — but in colors black and white instead of blue and gray.

Digby is similarly distressed.

The Stonekettle is a-boil.

The Rude One is rather subdued.

And I agree, this whole mess makes me think Gin WOULD go with tacos.

I could keep link barraging all day.  But I am depressed and angry and nearly in a stupor of despair.


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The name of this blog, and my Dreamwidth blog, Herlander Refugee, is taken from a 1915 feminist novel "Herland". It makes my heart sing that modern women are experimenting with creation of a new "Herland"! Yes, comments are closed. Anyone who just MUST reach me can do so at syrbal6 at gmail dot com.

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