Spent most of the day preparing for my luncheon. Made the macaroni salad (it's best after refrigerating overnight), vacuumed, took the crystal pickles out of the freezer, and scrubbed the kitchen floor. Went to Acme for turkey breast, liverwurst, and roast beef, plus a few appetizers. Talked to Betty, who told me a relative we've both been in touch with, has been diagnosed with breast cancer. So sorry to hear that; ominously, her mother died of it.
Enjoyed my weekly cam call from Ellen. She just finished painting her downstairs bathroom and now it's finished--yay!
WIDER: Yesterday, among other errands, I stopped at Michael's to exchange a picture frame. At the foyer entrance, they've set up a rack of "Never Forget" crap. There are tee-shirts with that on them, along with--could anybody doubt it?--a background of Old Glory (it's Old Gory now, I'm afraid). Lots of actual flags, too, as well as artifacts designed to keep conditioning Americans to accept the perpetual war machine we've unleashed. The 911 thing, of course, will be occupying more and more of the media and, lest we forget (ha), the attention of our corporate masters.
Yes, children, the WTC tragedy is serving an important purpose. Just as the bombing of Pearl Harbor did, it's keeping at bay any widespread questioning of our militaristic motives. The slogan "Never Forget"* is a sound bite signaling to our dull brains in a vague, fuzzy way that we're justified in continuing our murderous rampages around the globe.
* Or is it "Always Remember?"--I forget!