The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

So, this happened: I got off work very late the other night. The city was relatively quiet. And there was a flower stuck in the door handle of my car. I stopped. I looked around. No one was in sight. I tried to let my better angel speak to me. I really did. I really, …

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Play Nice

The View from a Drawbridge

It happened again, just the other day. One of my friends attacked another on my Facebook page, simply because they had differing points of view. It was a hostile, below-the-belt attack. And these people did not even know each other. It’s so easy, in this age of anonymity, to manifest our worst selves. Respect and …

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Back in the early 80’s, when I was 17, I was driving to a local park with an African American friend of mine to go swimming. To get to this park, you had to go miles down this rural road to its very end, then come to a stop at a T junction and make …

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What I’m about to say is probably going to make a lot of people angry or upset, but as a sexual abuse survivor myself, I think I’ve earned the right to form strong opinions on this subject. Believe me, having this particular opinion makes even me uncomfortable. Nevertheless, here it is. I have known many …

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I just had a rather surreal experience. I was bored and in need of something to do while I procrastinated, so I went on Youtube and stumbled upon a short series called Celebrity Big Brother UK 2002. I’ve always been a Big Brother fan, and this series was only 10 days long, much shorter than …

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When Diana married Prince Charles, I was a junior in high school. All the girls around me were starry eyed and envious of her. Not me. I couldn’t imagine a worse fate than being thrust headlong into the public eye with no respite for the rest of your life. No privacy. No quiet. No way …

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