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Tonight I attended a dinner party at my boss’ house. It was a get together themed around Romania, being that her neighbors recently returned from a 17 day package holiday there. We planned the night to consist of purely Romanian food and drink. I made a vat of my famous cauliflower cheese soup, and she made Hungarian chicken, both straight from Pofta Buna (the Peace Corps Romania volunteer generated cookbook.) In addition, we started the evening with a shot of high quality Romanian plum brandy and accompanied the meal with wine imported from Romania (yes, a label that I’d never heard of, but from Romania, is available in Freeport, ME.) After a delightful meal I presented an updated slide show of my Peace Corps experience. It was enjoyable to make the presentation both to my boss and this couple, the latter of which had some particularly insightful comments due in part to their extensive pre-trip reading and limited exposure to the country. When I showed the iconic picture of the town in which I worked, they both immediately recognized the “palace of culture,” a national landmark.

The Palace of Culture in the center of town.They visited the house of Elie Wiesel (something I was not able to do,) and were impressed with my reports on Jewish life (both past and present) in the country. I guess part of me just liked being teacher, or presenter, again. It’ s enjoyable to have such social events, and I recall fondly the man telling me that he enjoyed living in Brunswick because there was a whole mix of people, not just old folks. Although I grouse about the state of American culture, it is good to see community thriving in some places.

Why I support John Edwards

Many of you know that I am the son of a mill worker — that I rose from modest means and have been blessed in so many ways in life. Elizabeth and I have so much to be grateful for.

And all of you know about some of the challenges we have faced in my family. But there came a time, a few months ago, when Elizabeth and I had to decide, in the quiet of a hospital room, after many hours of tests and getting pretty bad news — what we were going to do with our lives.

And we made our decision. That we were not going to go quietly into the night — that we were going to stand and fight for what we believe in.

As Elizabeth and I have campaigned across America, I’ve come to a better understanding of what that decision really meant — and why we made it.

Earlier this year, I spoke at Riverside Church in New York, where, forty years ago, Martin Luther King gave a historic speech. I talked about that speech then, and I want to talk about it today. Dr. King was tormented by the way he had kept silent for two years about the Vietnam War.

He was told that if he spoke out he would hurt the civil rights movement and all that he had worked for — but he could not take it any more — instead of decrying the silence of others — he spoke the truth about himself.

“Over the past two years” he said, “I have moved to break the betrayal of my own silence and speak from the burning of my own heart.”

I am not holier than thou. I am not perfect by any means. But there are events in life that you learn from, and which remind you what this is really all about. Maybe I have been freed from the system and the fear that holds back politicians because I have learned there are much more important things in life than winning elections at the cost of selling your soul.

Especially right now, when our country requires so much more of us, and needs to hear the truth from its leaders.

And, although I have spent my entire life taking on the big powerful interests and winning — which is why I have never taken a dime from Washington lobbyists or political action committees — I too have been guilty of my own silence — but no more.

It’s time to tell the truth. And the truth is the system in Washington is corrupt. It is rigged by the powerful special interests to benefit they very few at the expense of the many. And as a result, the American people have lost faith in our broken system in Washington, and believe it no longer works for ordinary Americans. They’re right.
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Big Week

Lots of events coming up this week. For the next few days I will be in a more rural part of Maine with other VISTAs from Maine, New Hampshire and Vermont. I’ve put a lot of planning into this event, and I am hoping it goes well. We will be hosting guest speakers, running activities, and hopefully bonding and learning from one another. After that I get to spend a little time at home before heading down to New York for a much anticipated family wedding. This past weekend I was visited by CRBS and A and we had a fine time, as expected (pictures coming soon.) I’ve fallen behind on reading for no good reason, so I hope to get a little done over the next few days. I have a political book, some fiction and lots from my little collection that I’d like to re-read. Even in the wilds of Maine procrastination reigns… Send me some positive vibes for this event and I promise to reciprocate should you be in need anytime soon.

The Face

– I think live-blogging is a neat idea, but have never done/participated in it.

– I scored 124 today on an online IQ test from mistupid.com (no link due to excessive addage)

– I wonder if I, in some way, am an artist.

– I start to think that a disjointed list of bulleted statements beginning with “I….” may seem a bit bombastic.

– By George! It’s my own damn website, I can follow any format I wish!

– The floor is vibrating… it is either sex going on or the washing machine… really.

– I am still the guy running around naked on the quad?

– Is getting obsessive with managing his Facebook profile.

– Is proud of himself, sometimes.