Bowling for Columbine finally made it to Sandpoint. Everybody I know, many Quakers and Green Party people, and a bunch of high schoolers were there. It felt like home. I guess Michael Moore said it all. What can I do besides what I am doing now? The Spokesperson and Secretary of the Green Party were at the door giving out relevant literature. Why have 11,000 people died--so much more than any other country? How do you change the government and the media? How do you lessen the corruption? How do you get health care for all? What happened to Liberals?
Changing the subject, how do we get birth control to women in the world who need it. How do we educate them and help their countries change their culture and the laws that oppress women? How can we cure aids in Africa? How can we get rid of the WTO and strengthen the U.N.? I've taken my little tasks and I'm trying to do them Should I try to do more? I'm trying to take time to do my housework. Visualize the changes I want in the world? Time to go to bed. In the morning I have to get up and make snacks for the Quakers. I walked the dogs late this morning. There's still snow, but the ruts in the road and free of snow and slightly muddy. No problem for my Limmers. We walked over on some absentee landowner's land to a meadow with some open space where I gather St. Johnswort flowers in the summer and I pulled up some more knapweed and carried it home and put it in Herb's woodstove in his shop. Goodnight, Merla
