Forty-eight Years and Absence Explained

Before calling it a night, I want to honor the anniversary of President Lyndon Johnson signing the Voting Rights Act.  Forty-eight years ago today.  Too bad the Supreme Court's recent ruling (eliminating a key provision of the Act) is, in essence, taking us back 49 years.  

 

 I will rest better tonight knowing that Attorney General Holder has promised Justice Department vigilance; they'll be investigating all attempts to suppress the hard-won right to vote.  Looks like Gen. Holder will stay pretty busy making good on that promise.  The first state the Department of Justice is looking into is TEXAS, home of LBJ.   Something sad and ironic about this—President Johnson's beloved Lone Star State so determined to make it harder for minorities to vote.   

 

Republican-dominated state legislatures around the country are equally determined to take us back in time.  But "we shall overcome"—again.   It's just a shame it has to be that way.

 

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Note:  I'll be taking a blogging break for a few days, hoping you won't forget about visiting Lucy Left.   Dealing with tendonitis in my arm — from a stubborn unwillingness to interact less with Happy, my laptop.    But pain is an insistent teacher, and I will  learn to stop and stretch and change positions at the keyboard.  And maybe even write while standing sometimes.   You'll notice I haven't learned the lesson yet, but I wanted you to know why I'll be MIA.

 

Now for some ice, then heat.  And herbal anti-inflammatory capsules.  I imagine it will be something like having laryngitis—not being able to communicate with you.  I'll miss you.   Sleep well, dear Lefties.   See you very soon.