Esperanza Part II

April 1, 2010




 A child falls in the heat of the day
Dusty, Dirty
It is scorching in the barrio, the broken beaten barrio.
He begins to cry
Not only is he hungry, tattered, frail
But now he is hurt, a scratch on his arm
I see a need, bring him water
Clean, Cool
It washes dirt from his wound
I dry his eyes, his little scratch too
-Let me kiss it, make the pain go away-
A sheepish smile, a grimy grin slowly spreads
And off he shoots
Playing, Healed
At least for now in the barrio, the broked beaten barrio.
But watching silently by, big brother notices the deed
The small, the insignificant deed
And he is touched
He too is dusty, dirty
He too is hungry, tattered, frail
But he has hope in his eyes
Questioning, Searching
-How can you love us, why do you care?-
-You are special- I reply
He is thankful and he clings to me
And for a moment
Hopeful, a glimpse of Zion
I don’t want to let him go
There in the barrio, the broken beaten barrio.
I sit on the bus
Pondering, Reflecting
Determining in my heart that he will stay
An alter made
I will remember him,  his tender soul
His hope-filled eyes
And I pray
-God please watch over him tonight
Keep him safe in the barrio, the broken beaten barrio.-




March 27, 2010

A little girl at Sacred Heart of Mary with her crown.

I am leaving for Leon, Nicaragua, Saturday. I went to Nicaragua for the first time a year ago and hope to make the journey every year as long as I am able. I go with a group to a  child protection center called El Ayudante or The Helper. The only thing is, now Nicaragua’s dictator, Daniel Ortega is systematically shutting down all the child protection centers across the country and throwing the children back into the harsh streets of the barrios. Just in Leon alone, out of the 6 centers, there are only 2 left. El Ayudante being one  of them. You see, Ortega believes that it makes his country look bad to have so many orphans, so rather than have documented orphans in these child protection centers, he’d rather have undocumented orphans roaming the streets.

At El Ayudante out of the 31 children who lived there, only 5 are left.

It’s just so devastating knowing that Nicaraguan children all across the country are being forced out of protection centers and back to their families. Families who have sold their children into prostitution, have physically or sexually abused them and are drug abusers or alcoholics, or worse.

One school/orphanage I visited last year, The Sacred Heart of Mary, housed about 130 girls, all  of whom came out of unspeakable horrors to live under the care of a nun. These girls were taught, fed, housed, and loved.  On our visit to Sacred heart we brought them popsicles and sandwiches. We played games, painted fingernails, and made them each a crown to make them feel like princesses. I have never seen so much life and grace. And gratitude. One girl, who I discovered shared my name, Hanna, never left my side. She held my hand the entire time, and before we left hugged me tightly. Needless to say, it was hard to leave. They sang us songs thanking us for what we did for them. Now, thanks to Ortega, there are only 35 girls left. The other 100 are gone.  Who knows where? I try not to think about it.

Hanna and me at The Sacred Heart of Mary. She just ate a blue popsicle.

But all hope is not lost. El Ayudante is finding ways to serve these children despite the corrupt government. They are building homes for their children close to center so that they can still come for school and eat two solid meals a day. They are working with the local government to reach out to other children in the barrios and to  rebuild schools and medical centers. They are running electricity to different communities throughout Leon and providing drinking water and food. Despite unbelievable odds and a Nicaraguan government bent on repressing their people, and destroying their children, at least in the city of Leon, El Ayudante is making a difference.

And I am lucky enough to be a very small part of that. Once a year. For one week. For that I am eternally humbled and grateful.

A little boy on the street trying to sell us postcards.

A little boy at La Majada, one of the best schools around Leon.

Children at La Majada lining up to watch us tell a story.

These children were so proud of their art work and that they could use REAL crayons.

America the Jabberwock (At least that’s how the Government sees us)

March 22, 2010

Twas greastly and the slimzy change

Did Obama make along the way.

America will never be the same

The Constitution, headed for decay.

Beware the Tea Partiers, dear Nan

The racist brutes, the blastful swarms

Beware the American people and shun

Their sckreeking halts to our ‘reforms'”


Nan took her ghallid gavel in hand

Long time the irksome people she fought

So confident she by her briberies

 She knew whom she had bought.

And as in nobelite thought she stood

The Tea Partiers with eyes of flame

Came droveling through the DC hood.

“Don’t tread on me!” They sang.


One, two! and through and through

That ghallid gavel went snicker-snack

Nan left us dead and with our heads

She went harumphing back.

“And hast thou slain democracy?

Come to arms my botoxicated Nan!

Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”

Obama snortled at his plan.


Twas greastly and the slimzy change

Did Obama make along the way

America will never be the same

The Constitution, headed for decay.


 PS: All apologies to Lewis Carroll.

“Slaughter Solution” is a Go: Slayed by Tanner

March 18, 2010

The Republicans tried to prevent Pelosi and the Dems from using the “Slaughter Solution” to essentially pass socialized healthcare without even a vote. However that Republican resolution was voted down today 222-203. It’s no surprise that our very own rep, John Tanner, was once again on the side of Nancy Pelosi and the other liberal socialists  democrats and against his constituents.   I wonder if  that little bribe is doing the trick.  Dan Collins has the entire roll call here.  Funny every time  libs in Washington open their  mouths, this is all I hear.

It’s really grating on my nerves.


PS: Here’s what Hot Air has to say about it.

Everywhere I Go, Damn There I Am

March 18, 2010

Golly there’s a lot going on in Washington right now. We got healthcare going down. Plus, Obama signed another jobs bill today that is being overshadowed by all the healthcare talk. Of course I don’t need to remind you that we have lost well over 4 million jobs in 2009 since Obama took office and passed that huge stimulus (you remember, right?).  But we can all sleep better knowing the government is stepping in to save us again! Thank God for The Barack Obama. In honor of the passage of this bill today, I thought I would play one of my favorite little tunes. Enjoy.


A St. Patrick’s Day Post

March 17, 2010

Happy St. Patrick’s Day to ya. I learned something new today. Apparently our commander and chief, our fearless leader, our great all-knowing, all-seeing transformational one has Irish roots! I really had no idea. But it seems to be old news. Anyway, here’s what O’bama said today:

“few nations so small have had such an enormous impact on another” country: in the United States 36 million people claim Irish ancestry.

Including the president, apparently. Obama informed Cowen of his own Irish bona fides. He said that he could trace his ancestry on his mother’s side to County Offaly, Ireland, which happens to be taoiseach’s home turf.

“I believe it was my great-great-great-great-great grandfather,” Obama said to good-natured laughter. “This is true. He was a bootmaker, if I’m not mistaken.”

A bootmaker! Really?!  How fitting.  Just think, who knew that O’bama would now be using those boots to walk all over you and me. I’d like to take one of those boots and give him a solid kick in the… well you know where.


PS: I feel compelled to mention that my parents got married on St. Patrick’s Day (happy anniversary Mom and Dad!), so for obvious reasons, they were not wearing green that day, a trend I have continued my entire life. Oddly enough, I am wearing a pink sweater today…

Also, Jim Treacher, I hope you get some much needed rest.

My Friend Mike Slater Made Shuster Roll His Eyes

March 16, 2010

It was awesome. Local radio talk show host and  good friend, Mike Slater,  has a new gig on MSNBC of all places. He is blessed with the opportunity to put up with total douche-bag, David Shuster once a week. Yep, every Monday, Slater  goes on Shuster’s “Showdown” and debates various issues. It’s a tough job, but I guess someone has got to do it.

Here is the video of yesterday’s debate on healthcare.

Given the circumstances you were under, Slater, you were awesome. Kudos! And keep it up. I now have a reason to watch Shuster’s show, at least once a week for about 5 minutes.