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The price of activism

So the recent Anonymous-led Internet blackout of websites on April 22 was a mixed bag.

Not as many websites joined the movement as last year’s resistance to PIPPA/CISPA, but, at the same time, the Legislation did get knocked back a bit, so it could be considered a pseudo-success.

I took my website offline for 24 hours in support of the blackout by setting all of my posts to “Private” for the entirety of the day. When the day was over, I switched them all back to public, leading a few posts that were assignments from the class that originally inspired this blog to be published as public, as well.

I was contacted by a few of my more loyal followers (those of you subscribed on the email list) that the posts popped up as new posts. For this, I apologize.

Next time I take my site offline, I’ll find a better way and make sure to not inconvenience my subscribers (I love you all!)

For more on CISPA, and why I felt it warranted my attention, see below, but to make up for the errant emails (someone said they received eight overnight only to find no new posts) I have made public some posts that were originally password protected.

Please accept this as my apology, and thanks for continuing to follow Me, Myself and Ty!

The newly public posts are:
Braves New World
Fear and Loathing at the Daffodil Festival
Crime and Punishment Part I
Crime and Punishment Part II
Crime and Punishment Part III

Love,

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We have the meeting as planned! NO EXCUSES!

I had plans to meet a candidate for Brownsville’s City Commission today following a meeting he was having at the zoo.

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It’s an American Kestrel named Kelsey!

It’s within walking distance of the office, so I had no qualms about making it a little easier on his schedule, but moreso I was hoping I could see some animals while I was there.

When I called to make sure we were still on, he said the meeting room he assumed we could discuss his campaign in was full of squawking birds and asked if I wanted to meet somewhere else where it would be a little quieter.

Yeah right.

I convinced him it was fine, stressing that I wanted to make things easier on him.

While he was finishing up the meeting I met the little guy pictured to the right, plus a handful of snakes thicker than my arm, a cockatiel, a little owl that had his head cocked to the side like he was trying to sleep and DID NOT appreciate all of the noise and some insects that I somehow doubt realized they weren’t on display, but on the menu.

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A day in the life

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Oh no big deal. Just picking up a media packet from this awesome courthouse which was erected in 1912.

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Check out the marble stairs and walls. It’s like it was made for me. And, yes, I drag the back of my wrists against the cool, smooth stone on my way up and down.

 

 
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Making a living

“it’s so exciting to know a real live journalist,” read the message.

Truthfully, I didn’t know how to respond.

Yes, I had felt like a real journalist at times throughout the past six years, but I realized that I had never before felt like a real, live journalist.

Silly rhetoric on her part, probably, but it got to the heart of the matter: I finally feel alive in this profession.

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