I am in a better place now. Though I am finding a greater paucity of personal experiential possibilities due to more demanding circumstances and more limited resources, the greater enforced simplicity of my lifestyle has become a lever to self-healing. Healing oneself. Hearing the music again. Reading good words.
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Can anyone else see an ironic, if not prophetic, parallel between the following story snippet about the Kentucky Derby and the Democratic Primary race? (After writing this just out of the blue of my own non-mediated impressions, I checked, and apparently so.) The second-place gender-isolated filly, with Hillary money on her, immediately euthanized after the race? And Big Brown, the favorite, the winner? So...Hillary, in the running, was betting against Big Brown and lost. I wonder who Big, I mean, Barack Obama was backing?!
(As you read this, imagine Hillary, before the race, proclaiming "I'm Hillary Clinton and I endorse this filly.")
The day began with hope and pomp. Bolstered by the sentimental support from 157,770 fans and endorsed by presidential contender Hillary Clinton and cheered by daughter Chelsea, the filly finished second in the Kentucky Derby on Saturday.
She crossed the wire 4 3/4 lengths behind favorite Big Brown. Then, with the second-largest crowd in Derby history still whooping it up, Eight Belles collapsed with two broken front ankles.
The magnitude of what happened was slow to reach the fans at Churchill Downs. Not only was a horse down, but it was the filly....Hillary Clinton (my, nfp's, italics) didn't attend the race, but she ordered her daughter to bet the filly.
- CNN
Some exquisitely hilarious Hillary-bashing on this matter shows up here.
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