The Capitol has been occupied by peaceful protestors 24/7 for a couple of weeks now. I know many people who have chosen to sleep over at the Capitol as part of the occupation effort. The Capitol has always been open to the public, and people routinely cut through the Capitol to get from one side of the Square to the other. But I've never seen it look like this before...
Last week, I found myself constantly checking the news on my Android phone to keep up with the latest developments with the revolution in Egypt. This week, I've found myself constantly checking the news on my Android phone to keep up with the latest developments here in Madison.
You know you live in the most lefty-radical part of Madison when you get a Super Bowl invitation that says "Come commiserate over the fallacy of community that is NFL Sports." It's worth a chuckle but I'm hardly miserable. I'm a Packer fan and I plan on cheering them on in tomorrow's Super Bowl.
I guess I had always looked at apple picking as a chore, not a way to spend a pleasant autumn day. But I was intrigued by the idea, so I decided to join my housemates. One nice thing about living in Madison is that it's only a twenty-minute drive before you find yourself in a rural area, so we journeyed a few miles east of town to a local orchard.
I don't know why--every time I think about dropping a couple hundred bucks on a window AC unit, something in me keeps on saying, "Nah, I'll just tough it out."
But it's also true that a lot of people have a visceral reaction to hip-hop, particularly here in Madison, and I feel like I need to say something about that. As for the people who left the comments at the Barefoot Boogie, I don't know what the basis of their objection is. But a lot of people view hip-hop as a negative force in our society--as if all of it celebrated misogyny, violence, gang life, and the like.
I looked outside. The world was transformed by walls of snow that had not been there the day before. The plows had gone through and cars were buried. The sidewalks were unusually crowded with people. Everyone was staying home, and shoveling.
It took me one hour and fifteen minutes to take the bus home from work today. All because of one inch of snow.
I first noticed the dark clouds as I was walking from a restaurant on Park Street to the Washington Hotel Coffee Room on Lakeside Street. The clouds were a deep grey-blue-black and I was glad they weren't over me. I got a good view of them as I walked along South Shore Drive at the bottom of Monona Bay, and I could feel it. Change was in the air.
This morning I woke up to find that relatively thick fog had enshrouded my neighborhood. I decided to forgo making breakfast in favor of buying it at work, and go for a walk around the neighborhood to take in the newly eerie scenery.