TEA PARTY FOLLIES … A local business person and I take pleasure in sending the other emails detailing our personally biased takes on issues. Here’s a recent one from him … “ObamaCare was the wrong way to solve the health care issue and it’s now determined to be a huge job killer! Thank you Judge Hall and Judge Dubina: if the government can impose this kind of ‘economic mandate,’ if it can force individuals to enter contracts with private companies "from birth to death,’ there are no longer limits on what it cannot do. Judges Frank Hall and Joel Dubina from the 11th Circuit Court of Appeals.” … And my response …
“Obamacare" was the compromise Republicans forced on the Dems. It isn't perfect. Compromises rarely are. But it's a step towards universal health care in this country, something that I as a Green support. And honestly, government imposes car insurance on us – we have to contract with private companies for our entire lives as drivers. So now we have to do that for health care (what the two judges don't like) because Repubs shot down single payer. It's like the Tea Party antics in the house – refusing to impose the tiniest tax on the wealthy and insisting on all these huge cuts for the poor, and then taking us to the brink of default. Talk about job killers. It's the Repubs who are taking us back into recession.
BURN CANYON… What last week’s excellent story in the Watch on the Tri-County meeting in Ridgway failed to tell you is that San Miguel County’s own Burn Canyon Salvage Logging Community Monitoring Project was one of the local initiatives funded in that large Forest Service grant that the Grand Mesa, Uncompahgre and Gunnison National Forest received this year … So, in partnership with the New Community Coalition, the Burn Canyon coalition of partners will be hosting a field tour of the Burn Canyon Project site, next Tuesday Aug. 23 starting at 9 a.m. at the Norwood District Ranger District offices. A larger, more public field tour is planned for next year, when we will have the results of the data collected this year by Ridgway’s Peggy Lyon and her Norwood intern, Skyler Hollinbeck …But if you have a burning interest (lol) in this legacy project of Phil and Linda Miller of Telluride, come join us.
DECHRISTOPHER FUND … Thanks to hard work by Carol Bell, the Tim DeChristopher Defense Fund, has a bank account and a post office box (Box 207, Norwood CO 81423). Send in your contributions (no amount too small) to help support Tim in his legal defense costs and our own Chris Myers and Skip Edwards for their legal costs in supporting DeChristopher.
THE TALKING GOURD
Of Breasts & Mushrooms
A loose jowled, broad shouldered woman in black wanders our camp with large handled basket and
pendulous breasts swinging freely beneath peasant blouse above thin legs. She asks in lilting accent,
perhaps French, “May I have your mushrooms?” as though they were ours only for camping for a price
on a mountain where air hums with RV generator songs. Admiring her trespass of parceled campground
boundaries, her astute respect for American habits of possession in a quest for fungal delicacies, and
having enough delighted in their frumpy company peeking at my pointing children from tiny mosses and
pine duff, I say, “Yes, of course,” and notice her basket nearly full, soil clinging to creamy sponge roots
below dozens of burnt red waxen caps, echoing her own robust form. She squats and pulls. Wanders.
Squats and pulls some more, looks up at me, around me, as I write. I want to walk with her, watch her
cook these mysteries over fire, taste her Rocky Mountain dreams of French cuisine. I imagine, instead, her
crossing into other camps, ambassador, visiting my rough brothers-in-law, their blonde wives, leaning
against red trucks and silver mini vans, not far from here, through lodge pole pines, her gentle request,
their eyes upon her passing swaying breasts, crude comments chuckled beneath beer breath, relieved their
own wives’ tits are tucked away, firmly compressed, hiding their age, padded and wired from wandering
eyes, mushrooms unable to rise,
no nipples greeting the duff of day.