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Thursday, January 27, 2005

Remembering the Wannsee Conference and the Liberation of Auschwitz

Remembering the Wannsee Conference and the Liberation of Auschwitz

"This article is posted by participants of the January 27, 2005, BlogBurst (see list on left in blogroll), to remember the liberation of the Auschwitz death camp, sixty years ago, on January 27, 1945.

On January 20th, we marked the anniversary of the 1942 Wannsee Conference. In the course of that Conference, the Nazi hierarchy formalized the plan to annihilate the Jewish people. Understanding the horrors of Auschwitz requires that one be aware of the premeditated mass-murder that was presented at Wannsee.

Highlighting these events now has become particularly important, even as the press reports that '45% of Britons have never heard of Auschwitz' (Jerusalem Post, December 2, 2004.) Read full story here: BBC: 45% of Britons have never heard of Auschwitz.


SHOES FROM THE CONCENTRATION CAMPS

The Holocaust, symbolized by Auschwitz, the worst of the death camps, occurred in the wake of consistent, systematic, unrelenting anti-Jewish propaganda campaign. As a result, the elimination of the Jews from German society was accepted as axiomatic, leaving open only two questions: when and how.

As Germany expanded its domination and occupation of Austria, Czechoslovakia, France, the Low Countries, Yugoslavia, Poland, parts of the USSR, Greece, Romania, Hungary, Italy and others countries, the way was open for Hitler to realize his well-publicized plan of destroying the Jewish people.

After experimentation, the use of Zyklon B on unsuspecting victim was adopted by the Nazis as the means of choice, and Auschwitz was selected as the main factory of death (more accurately, one should refer to the “Auschwitz-Birkenau complex”). The green light for mass annihilation was given at the Wannsee Conference, January 20, 1942, and the mass gassings took place in Auschwitz between 1942 and the end of 1944, when the Nazis retreated before the advancing Red Army. Jews were transported to Auschwitz from all over Nazi-occupied or Nazi-dominated Europe and most were slaughtered in Auschwitz upon arrival, sometimes as many as 12,000 in one day. Some victims were selected for slave labour or “medical” experimentation. All were subject to brutal treatment.

In all, between three and four million people, mostly Jews, but also Poles and Red Army POWs, were slaughtered in Auschwitz alone (though some authors put the number at 1.3 million). Other death camps were located at Sobibor, Chelmno, Belzec (Belzek), Majdanek and Treblinka.

Auschwitz was liberated by the Red Army on 27 January 1945, sixty years ago, after most of the prisoners were forced into a Death March westwards. The Red Army found in Auschwitz about 7,600 survivors, but not all could be saved.

For a long time, the Allies were well aware of the mass murder, but deliberately refused to bomb the camp or the railways leading to it. Ironically, during the Polish uprising, the Allies had no hesitation in flying aid to Warsaw, sometimes flying right over Auschwitz.

There are troubling parallels between the systematic vilification of Jews before the Holocaust and the current vilification of the Jewish people and Israel. Suffice it to note the annual flood of anti-Israel resolutions at the UN; or the public opinion polls taken in Europe, which single out Israel as a danger to world peace; or the divestment campaigns being waged in the US against Israel; or the attempts to delegitimize Israel’s very existence. The complicity of the Allies in WW II is mirrored by the support the PLO has been receiving from Europe, China and Russia to this very day.

If remembering Auschwitz should teach us anything, it is that we must all support Israel and the Jewish people against the vilification and the complicity we are witnessing, knowing where it inevitably leads.


What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Outdoor Shoe Recommendations

Holly posed a question about shoe for cold weather. Regular dress boots are not quite enough in the snow and possible sub zero weather. Heavy duty is the way to go. I would suggest going straight to L. L. Bean. They have shoes for men and women geared to extremes in cold weather. The have a shoe grouping called "Cold Weather Boots." You can view them here.

I am partial to very functional boots that may not look the best with dress clothes as long as they do the job. I have a pair of duck shoes that I love as they are insulated and are for cold and wet weather.

After looking thru the L.L. Bean on line, I like the following and by that I mean I would buy for myself in a skinny minute!


I have these and love them!


These are the snow mocs. I would like a pair of these as the ones above, you really can't wear with dress pants and make them look good. Right now, I totally tuck the pants in and do not worry about it.


This one reminds me of a hiking boot and I am in love with hiking boots. I have a pair of JEEP suede hiking boots that I just love.

The next brand of shoe I would recommend would be the UGGS. I do not have any but they are very good in cold weather as well. Check out the womens line here. I would love to have any they make!

I would love these furry ones!


These are more practical but wonderful!



Hope this will help in your search for shoes!




What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

My Last Nerve!! Get off it!

Do you ever have days when everything and everyone just bugs you? I was not having a bad day on yesterday but it just seemed like everyone was just a big headache on yesterday. Maybe I just did not want to be around people? Who knows? It was just nerve racking.

It all began as soon as I walked into the office. Finishing shoes was finishing everything I said all day long. She has now learned to speed up in anticipaton of me speeding up what I am saying, so that I can get it out before she does her finishing act! And all day she had lots of questions. Help her with this and what about that and what would I consider appropriate or excessive medical treatment for this client. What was I on yesterday? Ask Jeeves!!??! And there she was with every answer I was giving her, finishing the last 5-6 words of each sentence. I wanted a gun by the end of the day!

Next there was Jolly shoes. Jolly shoes in not on the sidebar over there in the cast of shoes, but he is new and has decided I am the answer man as well. He has been coming to me for months. Boy was I tired of him by the end of the day as well. Having to assist him with negotiations before he had them. He ran them all by me before he did them to be sure he has the right approach. And he just happens to be jolly. Really jolly. Like santa. He is round and has a belly that shakes like a bowl full of jelly. And he sings. He is a very musical pair of odd shoes. He has a 2nd job as an event planner and does all the music for various events like weddings, parties, office functions...whatever. So he is always singing and trying to dance in the office. Yesterday, it was, "We Are Family," by the Pointer Sisters. And he was doing the Cabbage
Patch Dance in my office. All the time as I watched, I was thinking, do the dumb blonde jokes only apply to women or do they apply to slightly overweight, blonde men doing the cabbage patch to We Are Family, as well? Focus people, focus. Redirection does not work well with him either.

Classic Court. Well What can I say about her. She was in rare form. She was not having any sardine wars on yesterday but the farting was in full force. I passed her by the copier and fax machines in the hallway where she was sending a fax and passed thru a cloud of most smelly gasses. After that, I just wanted her to catch the first boat next to England. I avoided her for the remainder of the day. Emails work wonderfully when you have to avoid at work.

Wannabe Shoes made the big wardrobe malfunction on yesterday. I had to take a double look. It was wannabe shoes in skank shoes clothing. She had on some sort of hoochie outfit not fit for work. Pants...OK. The shirt was some sort of shirt cut down to her navel it was so low and she must have had on a pushup bra because she was busting out all over and jiggling. We work in a very conservative office where people dress in suits and there she was, dressed for a club. I did not even get to see her shoes. I could not get past that shirt.

Snakeskin was all full of venom on yesterday and tried to make a strike at me. She crawled out of the dark hole she lives in around 1:30 with an email to a project manager about something she thought I had not done on a project that she is now handling. Well it all backfired. I had done what she said I had not done in the email. She failed to properly review the file before she sent the email. So I politely send an email to them both telling her where to look for the project details she overlooked. Bad kharma does follow some people. I did not hear any more hissing from her reptilian head for the rest of the day.

Skank is laying low for while. I have not really seen or heard from her. Not after the last bruhaha! Wingtips was wingtips. Wonderful as usual. He was the only bright spot shining in my office on yesterday. That was yesterday and it was not even a monday. Let's just hope today is better.

What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Monday, January 24, 2005

Flaxseed Anyone?

Okay. I have discovered the benefits of flax seed and take a heaping teaspoon of it daily. I saw an infomercial for it about 4 months ago and was intrigued because it was realy good for you. I put on my shoes and ran down to the health food store and bought the smallest bag--13.05 ounces. Try some.





What is flaxseed?

Flax is a blue flowering crop grown on the Prairies of Canada for its oil-rich seeds. The seeds of flax are tiny, smooth and flat, and range in colour from light to reddish brown. They serve a variety of purposes, including baking and other food uses.

People have eaten flaxseed since ancient times. Taste — a pleasant, nutty flavour — is one reason. Good nutrition is another.

Flax benefits

Current nutrition research continues to identify various substances in foods that appear to act as protectors against chronic illnesses like cardiovascular disease and cancer. Flaxseed, a popular food ingredient in Europe and Canada, is no exception. The reasons are many:

• Several studies confirm that flaxseed can be a cholesterol-lowering agent like oat bran, fruit pectin and other food ingredients that contain soluble fibre. By packaging both omega-3 fatty acids and soluble fibre together, flaxseed presents two ingredients that favour healthy blood lipid patterns.

• Flaxseed contains healthy amounts of both soluble and insoluble fibre. Scientists at the American National Cancer Institute singled out flaxseed as one of six foods that deserved special study. The reason: flaxseed shows potential cancer-fighting ability. Flaxseed is one of the richest sources of lignans, a type of phytoestrogen which may protect against cancer, particularly hormone-sensitive cancers such as those of the breast and prostate.


While flaxseed is rich in protein, research suggests that its health benefits probably have more to do with its fatty acid and fibre profile.

Nutrient Profile of Flaxseed
Proximate
100 grams (3 ½ ounces)
Food Energy 450 Kilocalories (Calories)
Fat* 41.0 grams
Total Dietary Fibre 28.0 grams
Protein 20.0 grams

*Analysed by the American Oil Chemists’ Society (AOCS ) Official Method Am 2-93, which is based on the Federation of Oils, Seeds and Fats Associations Ltd. (FOSFA) Official Method. The American Organization of Analytical Chemists (AOAC International) Method 996.06 will produce a slightly lower fat content.


What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Sunday, January 23, 2005

Heaven for Your Face

Here is my latest discovery. Bee Good Honey Facial by Bath and Body Works.

I went to the the mall on yesterday with dirty Fila and the red and white signs screaming "Semi Annual Sale!!! " made my body turn into Bath and Body Works. The have a great sale every January.
Usually I load up but this time I had a gift card that I got from work to spend on myself--$20.00--so I decided to limit myself to a purchase with just the gift card. I loaded up a few weeks ago when the sale was not on so I really did not need anything.
Have money will spend. See shoes will buy.

I looked and looked. 5 for $25.00.....well, I have so much of their bath collections it is not even funny. I have entire collections of their scents. Having been taught the Estee Lauder way of using fragrance....layering, you just cannot have one thing. You have to layer the scent to make the fragrance last all day. So I have the bath gels, lotions, creams, sprays, soaps, massage oils, room sprays, salt scrubs, sugar scrubs and essential oils in several of their scents. "I mean everything in the entire line so that the scent is layered in many forms.

I have too many to name. I literally do not have room for all of it to fit in the bathroom. I will not run out of anything for a long time. Each time I go there I discover a new scent. Just yesterday I discovered Cotton Blossom. That will be the next collection I buy.

Back to my dicovery. I use all Estee Lauder skincare and make up products. I use the Fruition which is an alpha hydroxy fruit acid to exfoliate. I noticed on yesterday that I had some flaky skin and I had run out of my Lauder exfoliant so I was shown the Bee Good Honey
Facial by the clerk. It has jojoba beads and needs to be stirred before using. It is just the beads and honey. I used it today for the first time and it is heaven. The honey on my skin felt divine and the jojoba beads were rounded so the exfoliation was gentle. Now my skin feels extra soft and smooth. I recommend it to anyone. Take your shoes down the mall and get some or order on line. With the sale, all the True Blue Spa products were buy one get one free so I got two jars. It is great stuff!

After the detour I looked for shoes. There were several shoe sales going on at various stores and Rack Room Shoes was going out of business and everything was 50% off. I walked that entire store--up and down every single aisle twice--looking for shoes that jumped out at me. None did so I did not buy. There were many I could have but in keeping with my new year's reso-shoe-tions, I can only buy 10 pairs of shoes this year. All these shoes were fall and some spring. I decided to wait. I was good believe it or not. I really could not believe it and neither could dirty Fila. Normally I would have walked out of there with 5 pairs of new shoes and would not think anything of it!




What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!

~~Aileen Mehle~~

Banga! Carnival of Cats


Here is my first child before the real one came. Love me, love my cat! She is my foot warmer. She sleeps at the foot of the bed. She rules the rooste for sure! It is all about her.


What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Wednesday, January 19, 2005

Golden Lotus Shoes

BEAUTIFUL shoes of different sizes that fill department store shelves might look like "gunboats" to the women who had their feet bound according to the custom of old China.

The tiny bound foot - known as the "golden lotus" - was in fashion in China for centuries. The term is also used to refer to the embroidered shoes these women wore.

Modern women can hardly imagine the idea of binding their feet with cloth to reduce them to only three or four inches in length. But in remote villages of China, there are still old women tottering around on feet that were broken and bound in their youth, ensconced in these tiny shoes.

"The old women with bound feet in a village in Yunnan Province can dance disco beautifully," said Yang Shaorong, a collector of the golden lotus shoes. In the past 20 years, Yang has collected over 800 pairs of embroidered shoes and over 1,000 articles such as the footbinding tools related to the golden lotus.

"It is no shame talking about the past, it is a part of Chinese history" said the 63-year-old retired Shanghai resident. "Surely it is improper to judge it with modern eyes."

Yang said he has been proposing in vain to hold a forum on this part of history when the whole nation viewed foot-binding women the most attractive.

He said many foreigners, contrary to the indifferent natives, showed great interest and have invited him to hold shoe exhibitions in their countries. And many foreigners, collectors, scholars and even statesmen, have visited his small room, which is packed with a fantastic array of golden lotus shoes.

"It is a fact of the past and we have to face it with the right attitude, no matter whether it is a glory or humiliation," he said.

Pulling up the curtains in front of the glass cases which held shelves of embroidered shoes with different sizes, colours and designs, excitement lit up his wrinkled face and he began to tell stories about this Chinese peculiarity.

Footbinding lasted in China for more than 1,000 years through shifting dynasties and could not be eradicated until the founding of new China in 1949.

There are different stories about the origin of golden lotus shoes. One is about Yao Niang, a favourite concubine of Li Yu, the last emperor of the Nantang Dynasty (the year of 936) who lost his sovereignty due to his addiction to literature, music and other forms of entertainment.

Yao Niang was a pretty and skillful dancer. Li had a stage shaped like a golden lotus especially molded for her to dance on. He also asked Yao Niang to wrap her feet tightly with silk so as to look more graceful and seductive.

Li was charmed, and so were many women in the palace who began to follow Yao Niang by binding their feet. Later the fashion was spread among the ordinary women and encouraged by men.

As usual, throughout history fashion has come at great cost to women. The fashion of tiny waists in the Western countries was accompanied by broken ribs and damaged internal organs that had been compressed by corsets.

But to ancient Chinese women, Yang said, having their feet bound became more than just a fashion but a necessity to achieve a good life and even a good afterlife.

Women of all social standings, whether court ladies or prostitutes, bound their feet. The countryside women also bound their feet, only in a looser fashion so that they could achieve the upper-class look but still work in the fields.

"Men would even bind their feet," Yang said. "Some boys bound their feet out of curiosity and some male actors bound their feet to please their audiences."

Yang said when a girl turned six or seven, or even at the age of three or four, she would have to endure the torturous process of breaking the arch and curling the toes under so that the feet would fit the ideal golden lotus shoes.

Usually the mother would consult the lunar calendar to make certain it was an auspicious day for her daughter's feet to be bound so as to be less painful and achieve the desired shape.

The date was mostly in autumn so that the cold wind would numb the foot during the painful formation period.

"I cried most of the time in the early days when my mother had my feet bound at six," said Xu Laolao aged 72 in Hebei Province. "But I was told I would be more beautiful and could find a rich husband when growing up."

Xu said that in those tortuous days, she could only move her body inch by inch. Later she got used to wobbling around on her heels. But eventually she married an ordinary farmer and when doing farm work, she had to kneel because her small feet could not support her for long.

Yang said in old times, women were dominated by men, spiritually and physically because they had no economic status. The popularity and longevity of the golden lotus was mainly derived from sexual attraction by men.

"Men then liked the weak female, limping on bound feet," Yang said. The swaying walk and a curvaceous body developed due to the intense exercise required of the buttock muscles were quite seductive in the eyes of the men at that time.

Yang said the Chinese female was concealed from men for most of her youth, hidden in the house. So seeing or feeling the hidden feet, which were thought to possess all the sexual characteristics of a woman, always stimulated men's desire toward sex.

"It was common to play with the feet, kissing, sucking or chewing," he said. "Men even drank from the cup placed in the shoes of the female, most of whom were prostitutes."

He said even when they were making love, the female would quite likely wear the embroidered shoes which were, unlike walking shoes, more delicate and softer.

Yang said on the wedding day, the female would take with her a cabinet of embroidered shoes to her new home.

"Some shoes were specifically made by her mother containing embroidered sexual pictures, graphs or small articles," Yang said. "The ancient people were comparatively more open than the modern generation in this aspect."

"My desire to collect them was triggered at the first sight of such shoes," Yang said.

"If we do not preserve them, they will vanish from our history," he said. "Then our descendants will have to go to Britain or the United States to have a look at them."

Yang said many foreign collectors have rich collections of the embroidered shoes. And after 20 years, Yang himself has acquired over 800 pairs in his small room named Bai Lu Tang (a hall with hundreds of shoes).

To collect more shoes with obvious historic and regional characteristics, Yang travelled a lot. In the past, he has spent nearly 200,000 yuan ($24,096) on his costly and eccentric hobby.

"I am dealing in antiques," he said. "Every penny I get goes to the shoes."

Actually each shoe Yang collected has a story.

Yang roughly divides the shoes into the southern type and the northern type.

"The southern ones are more delicate, rich in fine pictures," he said.

But the ordinary women, especially in Qing Dynasty (1644-1911), could not choose freely the material and colour.

"They were forbidden to use golden silk, pearls, cloth in yellow, golden yellow or green," he said. "These were particularly reserved for the royal families."

Yang said the designs on the shoes usually expressed the women's longing and desire for happiness, wealth or social status.

Pomegranate refers to more descendants; copper cash refers to richness; peach to longevity; peony to elegance; magpie for wedding and happiness.

But the single women could not embroider the Mandarin ducks which symbolize marriage, Yang said.

Yang said the footbinding women seemed fragile but some of them were good at tightrope walking. Sometimes women would protect their delicate feet by putting thin sheets of iron in their shoes under the embroidered cloth.

"Fashionable women in Guangzhou in the late Qing Dynasty embroidered English letters on their shoes," Yang said.

Holding a shoe with a picture on which two boys were playing with a football, he said China, not other countries might be the inventor of football.

The deceased usually wore the shoes on which embroidered the lotus, bats and usually a ladder upon which the deceased would climb up to heaven.

"I plan to write a book in proper time to record my collection," Yang said. "And I hope more people will offer me enlightening ideas on how to treat this part of history."



What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

What next?



Diew, a five year-old Thai elephant, demonstrates how to use and flush a toilet at an elephant camp in Chiang Mai province, in northern Thailand. Having taught Thailand's elephants to paint, dance and play musical instruments, their Thai handlers are now toilet-training the beasts, media reported

What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Richard...What Were You Thinking????

BOSTON (Reuters) - Richard Hatch evaded getting kicked off the island to win $1 million on the reality-television show "Survivor," only to be accused of dodging the tax man on his earnings.

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Hatch will plead guilty to tax evasion after federal prosecutors charged him with failing to report the $1 million winnings in 2000 and more than $300,000 he earned the following year from radio appearances.

The U.S. Attorney's office in Providence, Rhode Island, announced on Tuesday that it had charged Hatch, 43, with two counts of filing false tax returns.

Hours later, a copy of Hatch's plea agreement was posted on The Providence Journal's Web site. Hatch's attorney, Justin Holden, said the document was authentic but declined further comment on the case.

The charges against Hatch carry a maximum sentence of up to 10 years in prison and a $500,000 fine, but the government said it would recommend a lesser sentence. Hatch, who lives in Newport, Rhode Island, is due to appear in court next Monday in Providence, prosecutors said.

The first "Survivor" became a ratings sensation for CBS and helped spark a boom in reality-based TV shows.

Hatch, who wandered around naked on the show and who was once described by a fellow contestant as a "snake," was not immediately available for comment.


What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Monday, January 17, 2005

I have a Dream...

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity. But one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Negro is still not free.

One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land.

So we have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition. In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir.

This note was a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation.

So we have come to cash this check -- a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God's children. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights.

The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges. But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.

We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. we must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.

We cannot walk alone. And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" we can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair. I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal." I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood. I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice. I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers. I have a dream today. I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together. This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring." And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania! Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado! Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California! But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia! Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee! Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"



What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Dump Cake : Carnival of Recipes #22

This is a great recipe that I have tried over the years. It is easy and easy is what I need when I have on my Emeril shoes. I even won the office dessert contest with this recipe about 2 years ago. Try it! You will not be disappointed!

Cherry Dump Cake

1 large can of crushed pineapple
1 can of cherry pie filling
1 package of yellow cake mix
One 3 1/2 ounce can of flaked coconut
1 cup of pecans, chopped
2 sticks of butter, melted

Dump the pineapple, including the juice, into a 9 x 13 inch pan. Spread evenly. Spread the cherry pie filling over the pineapple. Spread DRY cake mix evenly over all. Then sprinkle coconut and nuts over that. Pour melted butter over all. Bake for1 hour in 325ºF. oven. Serve with whipped cream.

What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

The Current Birds and the Bees Explanation

Cyrus SAYS: Daddy, how was I born?

DAD SAYS: Ah, my son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway!


Well, you see your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on MSN. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a blessed little Pop-Up appeared and said:


You've Got Male!

What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

BAMM! Kicking it up a Notch!

Well...this is my new look for a little while. I have spent the last week...since my last post searching for a new template. Finally I found one and spent a lot of time tweaking and changing the code to give my shoe blog, my "E-Home," a brand new look. It's almost spring! It was time for a new pair of shoes. If anyone sees anything drastically wrong please let me know. I am still finalizing a few things in the code.

Let me know how you like my new shoes!

What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Monday, January 03, 2005

Sad Beginnings

On Friday, I got an email to call one of my best friends here in town--Kay. It said that one of our other best friends --Mori-- had some bad news. I called Kay and she said that Mori's grandchild died on Thursday December 30. The wake was tonight and it was just horrible. Mori's grandchild was only 9 months old. After getting some of the details, the child had a cold and was too young for any sort of antibiotic. Mom had been up all throughout the night with the baby checking to be sure things were alright. When she got up in the morning to start her day the child was gone...dead.

The child had been sleeping on it's stomach and there was a blanket up around the baby's face, bunched up. After the autopsy it was determined that the child had an upper respiratory infection and really had suffocated with the blanket as it was bunched up around the nose and mouth.

Mori and his wife are beside themselves and the parents are no better. Mom feels responsible because of the blanket. When I saw dad tonight at the wake, he looked like the walking wounded. His eyes were fixed on the floor and he must have been drugged because he did not speak much or really move. He was almost like a mannequin. His eye were like those of a mannequin.

The baby was beautiful. The casket was an open casket. A small beautiful white casket no bigger than a baby bathtub. The baby looked asleep. It was really hard to view the open casket of a child. Everyone was crying. The family was asking that in lieu of flowers donations be sent to the local hospital to be used for SID (Sudden Infant Death) research. Everyone at the wake got a picture of the baby smiling and laughing as a momento.

Such a very sad beginning for Mori and his family.

What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Sunday, January 02, 2005

My New Year Reso-SHOE-tions

Well it is that time of year when I kick off my shoes and begin to ponder the meaning of life and what I can do in the coming year to improve my shoe heels and their place in the world. In years past, I have made lists and lists and maybe I would have done 2 or 3 by the year end. Funny how that happens. We all have good intentions and high hopes that this will be the set of resolutions that will make all things just ducky with our lives.

I remember years where I did not make any, but vowed just to do things differently and not make them a resolution that could be broken. I failed miserably at that also. Maybe a thing or 2 would get done.

This year I still have that sense of renewal and things anew! Time to make just a few reso-shoe-tions this year. Just a few and maybe more of the list will get done. Okay...here we go!
  • In 2005, I am resolved to buy no more than 10 pairs of shoes for the entire year. That is about once a month, I can buy a new pair. Normally I buy them at the season change in clumps and about 5 pairs at a time. I already have 46 pairs of shoes in the closet and about 10-12 pairs scattered around the house, so just 10 more pairs in 2005.
  • I plan to get more sleep by going to bed earlier...at this time I think I have been sleep deprived for the past 3 years...maybe 4.
  • I plan to contol stress better via excersize and trying to not sweat the small stuff . If now walking at lunch, then going to the gym at least 3 times per week.
  • I plan to live well this year as living well is the best revenge. (Can we say kharma coming back to bite some people in the butt that I know?)
Well that is it. Just these few. These I can think about and remember to do almost everyday. In 2005, I plan to put my best shoes forward!

See what others are resolving to do this year!------> ô

What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Free GMAIL for a Link

I have 5 GMAIL invites for a link back to my blog. I will link you as well. Leave me your full name and email and url that I am linked to. I will link to you as well. One good link deserves another. :)

What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Saturday, January 01, 2005

Happy New Year!

I hope that everyone had fun bringing in the new year. I had one too many Chambord and Champagnes and ate way too much Gorgonzola Cheese Torta. I had the torta with roasted hazelnuts and cranberries....man that is some good cheese!

I will get around to posting some resolutions a little later today! Cheers everyone!


What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~