The View from a Drawbridge

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

I’ve been seeing this meme floating around social media quite a bit in the last few weeks. I could tell it was false within seconds. I can’t believe people can be so gullible. First red flag: Boneless and Skinless? The picture itself shows the skin and scales. And have you ever filleted a tilapia? It …

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I hate to say it, but there’s rot in my family tree. Generation after generation, people are dying of breast and ovarian cancer. A lot of good people died too soon. After a while, it becomes obvious that this can’t be a coincidence. Past generations had to fly blind, which is part of the reason …

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Note: I wrote this post long before I wrote One Very Close Shave, long before I had finally decided to listen to my little voice and not take this house! There is a happy ending– stay tuned! But I decided to post this anyway, because it is so revealing about my internal struggle. Many years …

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I’m not someone who sets great store in brand or company loyalty. I don’t even buy American necessarily. Nor do I subscribe to the concept that large conglomerations care about the consumer. The only thing they care about is that our money continues to flow in their direction. But something happened recently that will make …

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When I was in college I was invited to join the youth division of a service organization called the Rotary Club, and I was seriously considering it. I thought it would look great on resumes and applications, and it would be wonderful to have a positive impact on this world. Then I had a conversation …

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There’s nothing more absurd than someone who harms himself to punish others. Everyone knows a story to that effect. I know a woman who started smoking as a teenager simply to piss off her parents. 30 years later she has cancer. Was it worth it? And then there’s the guy who has a tattoo on …

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I do my level best to avoid Walmart at all times, but it’s insidious. It’s like a cancer upon the landscape. Sometimes you just can’t find what you’re looking for anywhere else. When that happens, I take a deep breath, try to center myself, and head to that debauched temple of crass consumerism to do …

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To start from the beginning of this story, see Parts One and two. As I was saying, and then my mother got cancer. She suffered for two years. Seriously, you wouldn’t have let your dog suffer the way that she was forced to. The doctors kept saying they didn’t know why she was still alive. …

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