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Giselle Minoli
I write literary nonfiction, design fine jewelry, and fly small planes.
I write literary nonfiction, design fine jewelry, and fly small planes.
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What a vile misguided person...this man boy...a son of TROTUS, who has never suffered a day in his life yet has the arrogance to speak badly of the LGBTQ community because they have ethical principals about the businesses and corporations they choose to support. Only a homophobe would tweet something so repulsive.

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So...which news anchor actor is going to be the first one to refer to this as 'beautiful,' 'awesome,' incredible?

WWIII here we come...

#MakingTrumpAManAgain


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One of my favorite singers/songwriters/performers ever, the stunning Tracy Chapman, sings about apologies, forgiveness, love. Lessons for human beings. Baby Can I Hold You Tonight Listen.

Baby Can I Hold You, by Tracy Chapman

Sorry
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like sorry like sorry

Forgive me
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like forgive me forgive me

But you can say baby
Baby can I hold you tonight?
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you'd be mine

I love you
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like I love you I love you

But you can say baby
Baby can I hold you tonight?
Maybe if I told you the right words
Ooh, at the right time you'd be mine

Baby can I hold you tonight?
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you'd be mine

You'd be mine

You'd be mine

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Finally. Gerrymandering explained by the hilarious John Oliver....

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"No child of God should ever suffer such horror." -DT

No. They shouldn't. Nor should they or their families be turned away when fleeing political oppression and violence.

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Syrian Father Lays His Twin Babies To Rest After Chemical Weapons Attack...trying to imagine his grief...

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Ciao Bello...

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Samuel, a child born a 'boy' slowly teaches his mother Isabel what it means to feel like a 'girl' on the inside, giving her the opportunity to examine her long held beliefs about gender identity, and what it means to feel, to love, to accept, to be...human. Isabel Rose, an heiress to a real estate fortune, writes about what it is like to be blessed with wealth and privilege, and the ability to buy, essentially, whatever it is that she has always needed...

...until she comes face-to-face with TROTUS's lack of support for transgender children, and what that lack of support will mean not only for her transgender daughter, Sadie, but for all transgender children...and all transgender citizens.

While there are many families all over the country experiencing this same situation, Isabel Rose has the wherewithal to get public traction for transgender rights, by writing to Ivanka Trump, an heiress to another real estate fortune, who could, just as easy, discover one day that one of her children is transgender.

What then?

An essential read...

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And paid Russian Trolls were everywhere on G+ prior to the election. In the last few weeks they have all but completely disappeared. Thousands upon thousands of empty profiles generated thousands upon thousands of little blue heads dropping by the posts of those of us who take elections in this country seriously, calling posters vulgar names, filling comment threads with garbage, fake news, false information, vitriol, invective and vituperation.

All cheer the Internet and social media platforms, where fake news and trolls have the power to chase away and run underground those who are trying to defend our Democracy...from trolls and fake news.

It was the most agonizing experience I have had in my nearly 6 years on G+. Watching really smart women leave this medium in droves to join FB's Pantsuit Nation, an underground group of millions of women, hiding underground there in order to avoid being called names. Watching really smart women and men leave comment threads the instant one of these nightmare trolls would show up...because they knew the direction the thread would go once that happened.

It only strengthened my own resolve. I refused to be chased away, silenced, and called names. After trying and failing to manage it I had to resort to checking out every single profile and whenever I discovered a profile page with no background photograph and no history, only a blue head and no followers, I blocked the profile and deleted their comments.

I honestly don't know what is worse - the impact trolls had on putting a tyrant in office, or that good people didn't really see the impact that leaving this medium would have and that these trolls just might win.

People have forgotten that Democracies have to constantly be re-defended against people who don't want Democracies to exist. Putin. TROTUS. Et al...

There are no words to describe the long lasting effect this has had on our country. And, I fear, there are no words to describe the long lasting impact this will have on those who gave up and believed the lies.

No words.

It is going to take decades to rid ourselves of this disease.

This virus. 

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In order to appreciate Mother Nature, and connect with the importance of preserving, protecting and respecting her...it's helpful to actually go outside...

...and smell the air after a rainstorm
...and listening to the birds chirp when the sun emerges from the clouds
...and find, perhaps, if you take a walk in a park, a robin's or a cardinal's nest

...or watch the clouds roar by high above at 65kts when a front is moving in
...or watch a tornado tear across a schoolyard, and down main street
...or watch a bear emerge in the middle of winter to dig up corn husks in the field

...perhaps pick up a baby frog about to get squished on the roadway
...or a baby turtle lost on the lane
...or let the little hairs on a caterpillar's back tickle your dog's nose

...and wonder through the Farmer's Market at Union Square on a Saturday morning, some with diary bounty, some with fruits and flowers, others with vegetables, still others with meats and fowl

...and think about the work they do, often in the middle of the night plowing and planting the fields

...and pick a strawberry or a blueberry, or fetch a freshly laid egg from a chicken coop, or plant herbs in terra cotta pots on a little sliver of fire escape

To appreciate Mother Nature, you actually have to spend some time in it.

The cruelty of convincing needy Americans that their jobs and our country's productivity depends on killing Mother Nature is indescribable.

The mean-spiritedness of championing our citizens toiling away under the ground mining coal, which pollutes their lungs, poisons our air and destroys our landscape knows no bounds.

TROTUS. Locked indoors all of the time. Unless he's going to and from his car, on and off the golf course. Up and down the stairway to his plane.

Convincing out of work coal miners that the only hope for them is to be found under ground in a coal mine is a hateful.

Destroying Mother Nature should be classified as a Hate Crime.


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