Yup! Alva took her sleeping bag and went out to join the Occupy Movement and I’m all a dither.
Ever see ALVA when she is on a roll? Hair stands out straight all around her head. Her eyes get so big they look like headlights. And she moves so fast at times she’s a blur.
I tried, but I was able to keep her here in the office until yesterday. Then the Super Committee did it’s thing. She heard the news that was it! I watched as Alva threw cheese, oranges, and loaf of bread into a bag. Then she just stormed out. Yelled over her shoulder not to try to call her as she wasn’t taking her cell with her. Said she didn’t think they had chargers in the tents. Haven’t heard from her since.
Now tell me what I’m supposed to do. How am I suppose to feel grateful with ALVA out there who knows where ready to fight the world just because she thinks that the top 1% should talk to those she calls those meal-headed people in Congress. Alva believes the rich should explain that as they own a third of the country’s wealth they agree with the Occupy Movement: The tax structure simply is not fair! And she wants them to tell the tea-baggers–that’s what ALVA calls them–to just stop second-guessing them–the rich–the top 1%–and think about the poor!
That’s ALVA. And I just don’t what else to do except to make sure my voter registration is in order.
Roberta in Po-Town, Hoping for a saner Thanksgiving 2012
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