Person-Dogs, a personhood long overdue.

This morning, I advised Penny and Boots that they are "person dogs," not just
dogs. If corporations are considered persons, certainly my best friends in fur
coats are definitely more persons than that. P and B have emotions, loyalty,
intelligence and memory. What does a corporation have that even compares
to those qualities? Ergo, personhood for dogs.

Applause for great female role models -- from Vogue Magazine!

     I was just blown away by this month's issue of Vogue Magazine. The ads are foo-foo, but the text!! It goes where we need to go. Profile after profile supports women being confident and strong. Molly Ringwald tells the story of how she dumped "Henri," her French boyfriend when it became clear that he would stifle her career and her self image if she stayed with him. A gay woman running for mayor of New York -- supporting gay marriage -- and celebrating her courage and lifestyle. Choice of clothes in the editorial sections -- comfortable and chic. None of the cheap, sleazy look that gets promoted on red carpets. Even the shoes -- Amazing grace! A person could walk in them without having to risk breaking an ankle.
    Love the venture into what women really want -- not the safe and sane, one guy forever, boredom be damned. But the truth -- life isn't that simple and neither are women. Best of all, we aren't to be condemned if we don't fit the fifties profile.
    Thank you, editors and writers for Vogue. You're doing a great job of telling the story and taking us where we need to go. As a nation we need to grow up and give women credit for the strength, brains and talent we have to offer.

Oh, those beautiful motorcycle cops!

About a week ago two police on motorcycles -- in the Roswell area on GA400 -- were riding side by side -- no rush. They were in the fast lane going a few miles over the speed limit, but not by much. The response was amazing. Everyone on the road who could see them suddenly abandoned normal heavy pedal foot syndrome and slowed down! No one was going faster than the police.

This is a practice that used to be standard duty for squad cars in L.A. A cop in the family called it being the pace car. So simple and effective. Would love to see more of it here in Georgia. I recently bought myself a life/accident insurance policy. My odds of having it handed to my on GA400 are way better than winning the lottery. Not good.

Police -- are you listening? No need to chase anyone. Maybe city governments don't like it because it isn't a fund raiser if you don't give tickets -- but isn't protecting citizens what police are supposed to do?
Certainly, with summer coming around, taking a little motorcycle duty now and then should be pleasant duty. Might give criminals a few second thoughts about taking to the highways, too. Definitely a win-win policy.

We have reason to be fearful

A Material Witness

Recently, before the Boston bombing, I realized that I am becoming more cautious about going out at night -- even just to go to the supermarket in our clean and tidy suburb. There have been shootings in our neighborhood, too. Suddenly, things are not quite the same. The feel of it is different.

On facebook, I just aw a report about a shooting in Seattle. Not a surprise.

My response: We're falling into a pattern here that resembles -- more than a little -- a third world country. Poverty at the bottom is where people have nothing to lose. The stress and the anger are a very bad combination. Rich people, GOP, and all the hangers-on who want to identify with the rich -- need to be paying attention. It's time to turn the truck around and stop hiding heads in the sand. Does it have overtones -- dare we say -- of a civil war? The number of people we have in prison -- by percentage I'm not sure how the numbers compare -- but that's a common feature of governments that are NOT democracies. If the rich are ruling here -- as we can see from voting patterns in Congress -- how can we continue to claim that the people have the power? We should be frightened into participating in our government -- of taking advantage of our access to the voting booth while we still can do it.

If this isn't a wake up call, nothing is.

The Tragedy of the Boston Marathon in 2013

This year will be remembered for the bombs that went off in Boston.

If it was embittered individuals who set off the bombs -- and it seems to me the most likely possibility -- perhaps we need to examine our national consciences. The idea of drones flying overhead and killing whoever might be below -- innocent or not -- child or adult -- would that not be enough to twist a heart to a place where only vengeance would suffice? That our government does such things because it can bothers me a lot. 

There are hard choices being made -- and I'm very glad I don't have to make them. Yet, I can understand that the heart -- when filled with enough pain -- can harden and wish to inflict pain on others. Acts of war are like this. They inflict pain on the innocent and those who do it don't consider themselves criminals. It is a sad and terrible pattern of human behavior that is not likely to disappear.

Each and every one of us who has any influence at all should call for peace and understanding -- whether it is in our neighborhood or abroad. Individuals who try to calm the gangs and make them see reason, statesmen like Jimmy Carter who make peace keeping around the globe their life's work -- these people are my heroes. 

That this year will be remembered for the bombs in Boston is tragic not only for those who were killed and harmed -- but because it will stand out far above all the good deeds and magnificent achievements that take place every day.

"Dolls in the City" coming along

The exhibit and program for "Dolls in the City" at 2 Rules Fine Art in Marietta is really coming along! It is a sex trafficking protest exhibit that I'm doing under the aegis of WCAGA, Women's Caucus for Art of Georgia. The program is still in the planning stage -- not an easy trick to get everyone to answer phone calls, make a commitment -- but it's looking good! Nerves! The opening reception is coming closer -- Friday night, May 3.

And this is big: Dreamcatchers, an acting troupe with Jacquay Waller -- Producer/Director/Actor -- will present, "Traffik," a theater in the round play at the gallery on Saturday, May 11, 7 p.m.

Finding wonderful work to show has turned out to be the least of the challenges. A deluge of submissions to the show has been a very pleasant surprise. So much talent!

I've never done anything like this before and am awestruck at the dedication and attention to detail that gallery owners Lois Rule and family are putting into this effort. Consider just one item -- lighting -- Lois informed me that they take down ALL the spotlights for every show and start from scratch so that the results can be just right.

I am very aware that the Rules completely renovated the space when they leased it. From gleaming hardwood floors to a remarkable hanging system -- they have gone all out to make their gallery as perfect as possible. The very funny part is that it had been a grocery space before the Rules took it over...with fake, plastic grass on the floor and lots of green paint. A far cry from the perfect white walls that look so right they can easily convince you they have always been there.

Pace Cars on the Interstate

The thrill of speeding down GA 400 just isn't there for me. I hate having to risk my life every time I go into Atlanta. Drive the speed limit? Almost an impossible thing to do without getting rear ended. The idea of POSTING variable speed limits -- as is, apparently, the plan for the 285, is ludicrous.

What would work? Perhaps an idea that Los Angeles police used to use -- don't know if they still do it. They'd send out their cop cars and have them simply drive at the posted limits. Funny how people would slow down. Not cool to pass a black and white that could switch on the lights and pull you over at will. Traffic was remarkably under control in spite of the many freeways that knit that area together.

Last night I drove home on the interstates. It was pouring down rain, people did slow down -- mostly to the speed limits. It was still a white knuckle ride, lane markings not very clear. The Russian roulette of our roads is a shame and a pity. Unnecessary grief and pain. And this is to say nothing of the daily difficulty of getting from one place to another because roads are blocked by crashes. It is a very stupid system that is out of control. Let's just admit it and do something about it.

Why did it take me an hour-and-a-half to get from Alpharetta to Atlanta Thursday night? Accidents, of course. It's come to the point where I plan on those delays and start out early whenever I really want to get someplace.

Let's make it better.