Gee, I haven't written my mamalog for as long as my daughter has avoided writing in her homework journal. Like mother like daughter.

Ok-on the C Train. Someone is ranting about Corinthians. Redemption. Do we see the crime rate as it was in the days of Noah. You can't trust anything around here. Everything is gonna fail. Revelation. The bible says an earthquake etc etc.

a young woman next to me seems to be having a revelation as she follows the speaker up and down the car with her eyes. The train noise is drowning the speaker out. Some young men are making loud sounds over her words. I think they were a crew trying to do a performance on the car. Someone asks her to speak a little lower. His ipod is not covering it. A young angry guy next to me starts yelling at the ipod guy about civil liberties saying the woman has the right to speak in public, says go to the Ukraine if you want to see your civil liberties erased. Ipod guy says she does not have the liberty to scream in my ear. Young 'n angry says that law was written by a whiteman.  Ipod guy says she's just too loud and furthermore she is spouting nonsense from the nineteenth century. I am chuckling at the display of it all.

I guess this is seen as fun by people like me and my father. Ya gotta love it not to leave it.

Jill