In an open letter to Alaskans on the Choose Respect site (www.chooserespect.alaska.gov) Gov. Sean Parnell wrote, "In December of 2009, I pledged that Alaska would take every step necessary to stop the epidemic of domestic violence, sexual assault, and child sexual abuse in Alaska. Since then, we have witnessed more and more Alaskans finding the courage to speak, and the strength to act."
But respect is more than not hitting or raping a woman.
Six years ago today I disembarked a plane after a milk-run from Seattle and an early morning departure from Portland, Ore., two weeks after graduating from Willamette University in Salem, Ore., and happy to be leaving my parents' house in Redmond, Ore. — we can get along for a maximum of two weeks. Fresh off the plane, my friend Lauren Brooks took me to the Mendenhall Glacier.
You know those movies in which the whole premise is an underdog sports team overcoming the odds and the challenges to take home a win and everything is so heartfelt and you are supposed to feel inspired and motivated and overjoyed? Least. Favorite. Genre. Inspirational sports films? No thank you.
But it goes further than that. Inspirational dance movies? Nope. Inspirational films about teachers reaching inner-city students? Cringe. There is something about the saccharine and cliches that makes me want to barf.
Today we printed a Ketchikan Daily News editorial suggesting Sen. Pete Kelly's SB74, which would establish a University Building fund, like the Alaska Public Building fund, would be a great way to reduce expenses and debt for the State of Alaska.
"Collecting rent from the departments is an important feature of the fund because the university will encourage better use of space..." Kelly is reported to have said in this editorial.
In August of 2012 I spent hours listening to Bill Overstreet tell his life story, from birth in a small Oklahoma town to current projects — the man was 86 and still had current projects! Tonight I answered the phone after hours to the news that he had died this afternoon.
I think my mom is always waiting for me to develop the nurturing and maternal qualities and skills she possesses. Nobody knew I could cook until I lived on my own, even then, my parents may have been disappointed in how these traits manifest. Once, I came home for a visit and offered to make dinner for the family, cooking the meat separately in case of vegetarians — there are no vegetarians in my family.
Something strange has happened — the real deadline for having a Wearable Art project done is 5 minutes before show time, yet I am already done. I even left the article in the possession of the model so she could practice in it — and so I couldn't change my mind or add to it.