Coaster Rides

Cedar Point

Cedar Point

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2009

The Raptor

The Raptor

Photograph taken and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio  2009

These are shots of the amusement park, Cedar Point. I have had a lot of fun over the years taking my kids and going later to ride the newest coasters. They have some wicked ones. Cedar Point sits right on the shore of Lake Erie which adds to its ambiance. These were taken as dusk was beginning. I wanted to share them with all of you.

The South is holding America hostage

An interesting perspective. What do you think?

The Fifth Column


When I have described the well-considered, coherent political and economic strategies of the conservative white South, as I have done herehere and here, I am sometimes been accused of being a “conspiracy theorist.” But one need not believe that white-hooded Dragons and Wizards are secretly coordinating the actions of Southern conservative politicians from a bunker underneath Stone Mountain in Georgia to believe that a number of contemporary policies — from race-to-the-bottom economic policies to voter disfranchisement and attempts to decentralize or privatize federal social insurance entitlements — serve the interests of those who promote them, who tend to be white Southern conservatives.

Just as a strategy is not a conspiracy, so it is not insanity. Ironically, American progressives, centrists and some Northern conservatives are only deluding themselves, when they insist that the kind of right-wing Southerners behind the government shutdown are “crazy.” Crazy, yes — crazy…

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Chicken of the House

I believe that the GOP should relieve him of his duties. He is not performing them. He needs to be gone.

The Fifth Column

It’s most troubling and frankly, unfathomable that a Speaker of the House would want his job so badly that he would allow the United States and the world to go into default just to please the small minority of Tea Party fascists.  Mario Piperni hit the nail on the head with the above graphic and article below.

Mario Piperni

The latest on the manufactured crisis forced upon a nation by an insane few.

Steve Benen:

There was palpable relief last night surrounding the debt ceiling. The House had withdrawn from the process; Senate leaders had crafted a bipartisan compromise; and the twin crises appeared to be nearing their end. All the House had to do was bring the Senate measure to the floor.

This apparently won’t happen. Hopes that House Speaker John Boehner (R-Ohio) might muster the courage to lead his members in a responsible direction were dashed…

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Hate isn't the answer

Hate isn’t the answer

I haven’t been feeling well so I watched a movie. I watched Invictus. I don’t often movies but I decided I needed entertainment. Yes, for me this is entertainment. We need to learn more and more. I promise I won’t give you a spoiler.

Morgan Freeman plays Nelson Mandala. Matt Damon plays the young Rugby player who meets Mr. Mandela and is inspired by him. This is after Mandela gets out of prison and is made President.
South Africa was in crisis and Mr. Mandela is working very hard to bring South Africa to its potential.

He has an interest in Rugby and visits the boys and makes a connection with them. On a field trip, the boys tour a prison. Matt Damon finds himself in Mr. Mandela’s cell.

There are lines quoted in the movie from the poem Invictus. I hadn’t read it for quite a while, so I reread it and it moved me as much as the movie. So I hope you see the movie. It is great. and I am going to share the poem with you.

No Hate; just beauty, love  ,compassion and unity

No Hate;  just beauty, love ,compassion and unity


Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the Pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeoning of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll.

I am the master of my fate;

I am the captain of my soul.

—–William Ernest Henley

No matter how old you are, walk your truth

No matter how much suffering you have had, or pain you have experienced, walk your truth