World Peace, and the Rebuilding of the Gulf Coast

That's what my partner wants for her birthday, which is March 27, and I could not ask for more. It's no wonder that folks can't think straight about war: it's often used as a metaphor that folks think somehow valorizes whatever cause they're pushing, argument they're making, etc. That's why I join other folks in arguing against its appropriateness and value as metaphor in academic discourse. But I'm jumping ahead of myself here.

That picture of me was taken by my beloved partner in March 1999, when we were in Rome celebrating her 40th birthday. Then we had no idea that our yearning for world peace would, a scant 4 years later, be a plea to our own government to stop destroying a country that had not attacked us and that had nothing to do with September 11, 2001. We had no idea that these United States would turn our backs on our brethren in New Orleans and along the Gulf Coast when their homes were devastated by a hurricane. Back in March 1999, we were deciding which part of Rome to tour for the day, where to have lunch, and where to have dinner. Now we wonder what we might do to change the world. . .really.

THIS is just to get me started. Imagine all the people, living life in peace.
--mn