(random thoughts and life moments from me below, personal)
I think I’ve had my moment?? I mean, I haven’t been too concerned with not having a goal for my life, goals and ‘a true path’ always seemed like a lot of unnecessary pressure and commercialized my time and essence lol.
But I was sitting in the library?? Reading Hillary Clinton’s Democratic Presidential Nomination Acceptance Speech and concession speech for class and it absolutely broke my heart and made me want to go into the forest and scream until I couldn’t anymore.
like, I wanted so badly for the future and the present to be different
She was using phrases like:
“We will build a path to citizenship for millions of immigrants who are already contributing to our economy”
“We will not ban a religion”
“He [Trump] wants us to fear the future and fear each other”
“America would never be a nation where one person had all the power” (and power must be shared and negotiated)
And get this!
She says “I believe in science.” Who knew those would be important statements for a leader.
I don’t want to be political here, this was just so moving for me on a personal level bc HRC wasn’t perfect, but the new left’s emphasis on ideological purity or nothing was ruinous. We are all so in danger and so many people are frightened, she said ‘we are stronger together’ and I miss her so much. What could have been is so heartbreaking that it made me realize what I want to do.
I’ve decided to go work for campaigns and elections, I have a degree in history and political science as well as have interned for my congressmen, I’ve decided to help women specifically get elected bc our voices are so erased and underrepresented.
I’ve never had very good interpersonal skills, but I realized the future is so much more important than my social anxiety and I shouldn’t underestimate my own ability to work hard and develop those skills.
I dunno guys, I’ve just had my moment. And if there is hope maybe in two years the democrats will sweep the house and senate, elect a new speaker of house, impeach Trump and Pence (who has also now been connected to the Russia scandal) and the new democrat speaker of the house would rise to power (this is a very very long shot, but possible)
this nightmare can be over maybe if we work hard enough, and I think, I think I need to be one of those people.
so anyway, I think I’ve decided what to do with my future
So what happens during Obi-Wan's first Senate session?
I’m combining this with:
With SupremeChancellor!OW, what would his first senate meeting be like? Are Bail and Padme internally smiling mouth dropped watching OW being a shit lord? Is he quiet until someone is being a Lil shit and goes ‘you sit the fuck down’ Qui-gon style???
Since they’re both on the same topic: Obi-Wan’s first Senate Session as Supreme Chancellor.
Also, I totally read “shit lord” as “sith lord” and was like “no, he’s not doing a Palpatine impression…” lol
The Senate tried to argue that Obi-Wan should stay in some special apartment close to the senate building. More of the whole “traditional” things that the Senate apparently thrives on.
Obi-Wan is having none of it. He is a Jedi, he will stay in his rooms in the Temple as long as he is on Coruscant (where he seems to be stranded for some time until this whole Supreme Chancellor appointment is over… Unless he can somehow convince the Council, and Cody, and the 212th, and Anakin, and the Senate… Okay, he’s most likely not leaving Coruscant in a long while. He’s mostly stuck as a General working from afar. It galls a bit, but it is his duty now.)
(warning, this fic is quite openly anti-Trump and somewhat pro-Hillary as well.)
Shitty “Mr. Crappy” Knight does not need a “straight man.”
That’s part of his schtick, actually. Mr. Crappy’s Political Party radio show does a lot on heteronormativity and gender roles. “Trust me, friends,” he says, grinning through his mustache as though his listeners can actually see him, “you can get those on any old channel. If I’m gonna have a straight man, I want a gay one.”
But, at least since he started in radio, another part of his shtick has been poking fun at Humorless Liberals– “and let’s face it, you know you’re out there,” he says. So when somebody wants to call in and discuss how Shitty – or “Mr. Crappy,” his FCC-friendly nom de plume – should really stop telling jokes and start Seriously Discussing the Issues, Shitty runs them over like a zamboni machine. “This is not and will never be C-SPAN,” he tells his audience. “And I’ll tell you something else. You don’t look up out of your copy of the Congressional Record and smell the roses once in a while, you’re gonna miss life.”
So that’s Shitty’s stance on serious codgers. They’re fresh meat, and he’s a bear, brah.
Except this Jack from Providence is a different animal. Jack never complains about Shitty’s jabs. Hell, he laughs at them – if a soft “Haha” can be considered a laugh at all – and plows right ahead with this point. His singlemindedness is a thing of beauty.