Still is. Meanness is a cultural norm here. As a local organizer in public safety and youth issues, I became the hero/villian against CSJ 20+ years ago. Thus, I accepted the dehumanization that comes with leadership some time ago, I believed in the mission. Now a tired out 70 year old, I realize the experiences I had were more distressing and damaging then I imagined.
I hear you, Laura. There have always been some of us over the decades who saw what was actually going on, and said NO. The tales I have to tell.... I imagine you have such tales too.
I have never been a feminist, for instance. Can you believe it? Is this possible? I am well-educated in stalwart universities, and I am not a religious extremist. However, I do connect the dots of life awfully well. And I dare not ignore what the dot-connects tell me.
I wish you well in unfriendly Berkeley. Steels the soul.....you have to believe something good comes out of a Herculean task!
thanks, we are looking for where to move, husband retires this week. my kid we're still close with lives in Portland now, can't decide if I can tolerate Portland to enjoy my grandchild coming in Oct. Haven't been able to leave California, love the nature so much.
Life throws difficult choices our way sometimes. If it makes you feel any better, the whole continent is ablaze with creeping totalitarianism just now....so choose on a meaningful basis for yourselves. Maybe wait to see how the November election goes.
I grew up in beautiful Northern California and left to attend the U.S. Naval Academy. Employment opportunities and marriage has left me in Ohio. As much as I loved my small California hometown, our 5 grandchildren outweigh everything else.
Glad you express this. I know this and want to believe it, gunshy since our #1 son caved to wife's pressure to leave his family . We have a 5 year old grandchild we don't know. I am just starting to feel hope and happiness again. Estrangement is destroying families at alarming rates. We never thought this possible.
Damn.... you sound fun, I am so bored lately, no friends anymore in Berkeley, can't talk with most of my family, Democrats.
How do you survive as a non-WOKE in Berkeley? It was once the centre of the Neo-Marxist universe.
Still is. Meanness is a cultural norm here. As a local organizer in public safety and youth issues, I became the hero/villian against CSJ 20+ years ago. Thus, I accepted the dehumanization that comes with leadership some time ago, I believed in the mission. Now a tired out 70 year old, I realize the experiences I had were more distressing and damaging then I imagined.
I hear you, Laura. There have always been some of us over the decades who saw what was actually going on, and said NO. The tales I have to tell.... I imagine you have such tales too.
I have never been a feminist, for instance. Can you believe it? Is this possible? I am well-educated in stalwart universities, and I am not a religious extremist. However, I do connect the dots of life awfully well. And I dare not ignore what the dot-connects tell me.
I wish you well in unfriendly Berkeley. Steels the soul.....you have to believe something good comes out of a Herculean task!
thanks, we are looking for where to move, husband retires this week. my kid we're still close with lives in Portland now, can't decide if I can tolerate Portland to enjoy my grandchild coming in Oct. Haven't been able to leave California, love the nature so much.
Life throws difficult choices our way sometimes. If it makes you feel any better, the whole continent is ablaze with creeping totalitarianism just now....so choose on a meaningful basis for yourselves. Maybe wait to see how the November election goes.
I think the creeping totalitarianism is global.
I grew up in beautiful Northern California and left to attend the U.S. Naval Academy. Employment opportunities and marriage has left me in Ohio. As much as I loved my small California hometown, our 5 grandchildren outweigh everything else.
Glad you express this. I know this and want to believe it, gunshy since our #1 son caved to wife's pressure to leave his family . We have a 5 year old grandchild we don't know. I am just starting to feel hope and happiness again. Estrangement is destroying families at alarming rates. We never thought this possible.
Truly, grandchildren are the icing on the cake. They’re why we fight.