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Dear FAFSA

26 Jan

Dear FAFSA,

You are not easy to fill out.  Stop pretending to be.

And who has their 2008 tax returns done by January 1, 2009?  Or even January 26, because who remembers to fill out their FAFSA on January 1 when he or she is on vacation in Hawaii and deathly ill with the devil’s plague that doesn’t respond to equally lethal antibiotics?

Yeah.

MM

PS– Saltwater does cure everything.

PPS– Go Huskies!  And welcome, Sun, to Seattle.  I believe you two have met before, but it may have been so long you’ve forgotten.

All right, so this is kind of an all-purpose letter.  It’s MONDAY and I’m trying to fill out the FAFSA and it’s SUNNY outside.  And now I’m thinking about HAWAII.  And how my throat hurt last night but it doesn’t today so does that mean I’m not getting sick?  Is it because of all the hope and change?

Dear Religion, Bill Maher, and My Mother

25 Nov

Dear Religion, and Bill Maher, and My Mother,

I really enjoyed Religulous.  It was interesting and certainly relevant, and captures a certain moment in time (this one, in the broad sense).  I kind of place it in the same category as Planet Earth, except not nearly so pretty to look at, Bill Maher’s voice can’t hold a candle to Sigourney Weaver or the British dude, and Planet Earth’s factual, while Religulous is kind of Bill Maher’s version of stand-up.  Anyway, I really love Planet Earth, and I had a brief moment when I thought, maybe I’ll buy Religulous, and I very rarely think that about movies.  Mostly I thought it’d be an interesting thing to save from this year, maybe in a box with the November 5th front page, that whale-themed party invitation and CD from a friend, my new fried chicken skills and the mental image of Jon Stewart pointing a finger in the air and trilling, “Nailed it!”  Among other things I will find under my bed and on my bookshelf and place in a box when I move.

Anyway, like so many things, for those who agree with Bill Maher about religion, Religulous confirmed their opinions and made them feel validated in their beliefs.  For people who don’t agree with him, well, most of them didn’t go see it.  And for those who don’t think much, they probably just laughed really hard when the leader of the marijuana church in Amsterdam leaned into a candle sitting behind his head and set his hair on fire.  (It was funny.)

The movie also captured some truly wonderful moments, as when a Vatican bishop stopped to talk to Bill Maher just outside the Vatican gates and told him that the Bible is not literal, should not be read as if it is, and of course the Church itself has major moral issues.  And a few other things.  I think he rolled his eyes at one point.  Towards the Vatican.  Where he works and studies and supposedly worships.  So he was a very nice and human man.

Of course, other people interviewed were very dogmatic, and I’m pretty sure Bill Maher chose the most ridiculous examples he could find.

He was, after all, out to point out that religion is destroying the world.  He claims in the beginning that he wants to understand why people are so sure of things that can never be proven– that being the entire basis of the concept of faith– but by the end, he’s standing alone in the screen, looking at the camera and earnestly shouting about how it is time to change before we tear ourselves apart any further.  He stands there, yelling that religion must go or else we will annihilate ourselves.

Now, in my expert opinion (I took one Comparative Religion class in college, and read at least half the articles, so…. plus I grew up Catholic and I still practice guilt) you could say that religion causes violence.  Or you could say that people cause violence and often use religion to rationalize it.  See how I took a stand there?

That was purposeful.  Because while I would like to think I am one of those sitting in the theater who thought as I watched Religulous (I also laughed, but that’s beside the point), I was also horrified at different points throughout the movie.  By both what the interviewees were saying and by what Bill Maher chose to show or extracted from what they said.

Partly because I went home for dinner the next day, and my parents are very liberal, thoughtful and pacifist-oriented people (Maher’s target audience), and when I thought about it, I knew that at least my mother would not like the movie.  And I still have trouble not listening to her (Hi Mom!).  She’s of the “people cause violence” thought camp.  She thinks faith can be used or misused by people, like most human cultural and social forces.  She taught us that being Catholic is important because, if for no other reason, it’s an important part of our family history (hellooo potato famine).  She thinks faith can be sustaining, and saying the rosary at night can help you sleep, and that no matter where you are in the world, you can walk into a Catholic church for Mass and be a part of something familiar, and other nice things that make a lot of sense.  Also I’ve sat through a lot of services that I couldn’t understand.  It is soothing (right to sleep).

So I might buy Religulous, but I don’t buy all of it (see that?  see what I did there?) and probably I will not give it to my mother for Thanksgiving.  Since I don’t usually give her anything.  It not being a gift-giving holiday and all.

Anyway, I hope you all (Religion, Bill Maher, and My Mother, since that is who this is addressed to) are doing well.

Happy Thanksgiving.  Pray for surf.

MM

PS- I know Religulous came out all the way back before the election and now the world has changed and there is hope, I got the memo, I just sometimes need to think about things for a while.

Dear Morning After

6 Nov

Dear Morning After,

I’m not sure exactly what to say. I was caught up in the excitement last night—it was dark, and the stars were out, there was music playing, and your voice sounded so calm and reassuring. You said all the right things. I didn’t want to stop to think, and even when I paused, I was too overwhelmed with emotion to think about what it meant.

Even now, when I go over what happened in my mind, things seem hazy. When I thought, I don’t know how this is going to work, I don’t know how my Heart(land) and Brain(land) can be reconciled, you said that you heard me. That you were listening. I said, It’s just been so long since I trusted a president, and you said, I will tell the truth. I thought, but we still have so far to go, we still have so much to do, what happens if we can’t do it all? What happens if you can’t live up to every promise?

And I woke up, and I looked at your picture on the front page, and I don’t care what happens next. Because you look like the same person today that you were last night, and the day before that, and that smile on your face is enough to put one on mine. And yes, I am terrified that you will be ineffective, that you will not be able to live up to your promises. You are just a man, just like every other man that has ever walked through this door. Presidents are all just men. Perhaps that’s why I wanted Hillary to win (at least it would be a change of pronoun). So what happens when it’s not the next morning, and the post-election glow wears off, and you go to Washington, and you can’t do everything? I believe you are strong enough to live through it, without a doubt, but am I? Can I go through this heartbreak again?

But somehow, I’m not sure I care. I know you’ve said some vague things, and I have yet to truly get to know you, and I should have asked what hope and change meant, how you intended to back up those sweet nothings. I know that half my family and friends think you’re more liberal, and the other half think you’re more moderate, and I am not sure, exactly, who you are. But none of that matters. Last night when I heard you speak, for the first time in a long time, I thought, I feel safe again.

And damn, you looked good then, and you look good now. So. Favorite meal? Favorite movie? (Because the last guy, I knew it was over when he said peanut butter and jelly and Austin Powers 3. No point in sticking around for the crossword there.) I’m not sure I remember how to do this. But I want to try.

I usually start with the comics, but today I think I’ll start with the front page. I’m feeling brave. How are you feeling this morning, Mr. President-Elect?

Yours,

MM

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