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An open letter to Gov. Pete Ricketts and Sen. John Stinner

On 2022-05-17

This morning, I sent emails to Nebraska Governor Pete Ricketts and my state representative, Senator John Stinner. Last month, the legislature narrowly defeated a bill that would have banned abortion in the state. Since the SCOTUS draft leak, Gov. Ricketts has been making the rounds in the media indicating he may call an emergency session of the state legislature to try and pass the bill again. He would like to ban all abortions, without exceptions for rape and/or incest.

I can rage on the internet all I want, but these two men are my only hope for abortion to remain legal in the state. I don’t know if my letter, my words, or my story would sway them to reconsider, but I had to try.

Why did god create atheists?

By Irene

On 2022-04-17

In Ramblings

Fort Robinson at sunrise.

Here is something to think about on this Easter day.

Hittin’ me in the feels

By Irene

On 2022-04-08

In Watching & Reading

Sometimes, I wish I wasn’t so emotional, but, damn, this song got me.

A good day

By Irene

On 2022-04-06

In Ramblings

Tuesday morning was windy. It was so windy, I mentioned to Paul if I was still living in New York, I’d think a hurricane was coming, but this is western Nebraska, so it was just windier than usual. It would also turn out to be a good day.

Six months and not turning back

By Irene

On 2022-03-28

In Ramblings

On September 27, 2021, I pulled the plug on all my social media accounts. Despite my worries, it’s been absolutely worth it.

I can’t even…

By Irene

On 2022-03-25

In Ramblings

I am sure I will die soon. It is a matter of a few days. In this city, everyone is constantly waiting for death. I just want it not to be too scary. – testimony of a woman in #Mariupol

— Anastasiia Lapatina (@lapatina_) March 21, 2022

I still miss this guy

By Irene

On 2022-03-17

In Ramblings

Yellow and blue and sunflowers

By Irene

On 2022-03-14

In Ramblings

Translation: Russian warship, go fuck yourself.

Whenever tragedy occurs, humans attempt to make sense of the chaos it creates and often look for places of comfort when they feel helpless in meaningless tragedy. As the world watches the war in Ukraine unfold, artists have found their voices in art, regardless of its medium, to express themselves.

A picture worth a thousand tears

By Irene

On 2022-03-03

In Ramblings

When I saw this picture this morning, it made me cry. British Neuroscientist Matthew Cobb, who occasionally blogs on Evolutionary Biologist Jerry Coyne’s “Why Evolution is True” blog, sent this picture to Jerry. It’s from a wall in Paris.

It’s time to stand against religion before it’s too late

By Irene

On 2022-02-23

In Ramblings

About three months ago, I had a conversation with someone about religion. I told this person about another conversation I had with a friend about the dark and dangerous turn America has taken. My friend remarked they were ready to leave the country permanently if the loud minority of conservative evangelical Christians get to have everything they want.

My friend worried these Christian Nationalists would come for people like me and him. I, too, have had these worries for quite some time. We’ve seen it time and again with authoritarian regimes. The intellectuals, the educated, the atheists, anyone who stands counter to what they demand are rounded up and executed.

I told the person I was having a conversation with there was still hope in the back of my mind that Americans would rise up against Christian Nationalism, but I’m not entirely sure this will happen. I also mentioned I do not like Christianity nor many of its adherents. It’s something I’ve struggled with for a long time. I wish I didn’t, but I do.

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An open letter to Gov. Pete Ricketts and Sen. John Stinner

Why did god create atheists?

Hittin’ me in the feels

A good day

I can’t even…

I still miss this guy

Yellow and blue and sunflowers

A picture worth a thousand tears

It’s time to stand against religion before it’s too late