This situation esta lleno de depressing crap. It is not fitting for a public, artistic, culturally correct institution to produce and/or to endure. Whoever was responsible for the appointment, need be responsible for a solution. To endure the said verbal and otherwise intimidating abuse is dreadfully demeaning, to say the least. My heartfelt sympathies to all affected by this said monstrous behavior. The very integrity of The Guadalupe is at risk. A rippling affect permeates the atmosphere of not only the Guadalupe, but the very community for whom it had been designed to serve. Ouch! Then, it continues. I don’t want to think more on this right now. My lord, this is appalling.
Today is Tuesday, May 3rd, and so much has happened. A brain tumor. More yoga and walking. A little less combat. Weight dropping. Spirit rising. Back in the city, where I belong. Looking for good photos to give you, organizing my crazy files. And a new President! So much to say, more than beating up on him -- that will only take us so far. Time to hit the streets, challenge the fears that he represents. Don't be afraid, no tengan miedo. If I survived a massive brain tumor -- big as a grapefruit -- we can survive and transcend this. More tomorrow. One day a week from now on.
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