Why

A lot of folks (including family) have asked me why I’m for Obama. There are many reasons, and I’ve gone into a bunch of them. Here’s a major one, very well-stated in the endorsement of Obama by South Carolina’s newspaper, The State:

“But we also have a good idea what a Clinton presidency would look like. The restoration of the Clintons to the White House would trigger a new wave of all-out political warfare. That is not all Bill and Hillary’s fault – but it exists, whomever you blame, and cannot be ignored. Hillary Clinton doesn’t pretend that it won’t happen; she simply vows to persevere, in the hope that her side can win. Indeed, the Clintons’ joint career in public life seems oriented toward securing victory and personal vindication.

Sen. Obama’s campaign is an argument for a more unifying style of leadership. In a time of great partisanship, he is careful to talk about winning over independents and even Republicans. He is harsh on the failures of the current administration – and most of that critique well-deserved. But he doesn’t use his considerable rhetorical gifts to demonize Republicans. He’s not neglecting his core values; he defends his progressive vision with vigorous integrity. But for him, American unity – transcending party – is a core value in itself.”

That’s a big one for me, and I have the hardest time understanding why many Democrats seem blind to it. The Clintons back in the White House (and trust me — it’s a “package deal”, as a family member replied to me when I asked why we’re seeing so much of Bill in the news recently) would lead to at least another 4 years (and possibly 8) of our recent nasty cut-throat national division. Red vs. Blue. 51 vs 49. The whole ugly package.

Enough already.

Fan Film on Prelim Nebula Ballot

How cool is this?

The script for the fan-created Star Trek New Voyages film series has been placed on the preliminary ballot for the Nebula Awards.

The episode, “World Enough and Time,” featured George Takei reprising his role as Sulu, and I liked it quite a bit.

It’s also up against Steven Moffat’s “Blink” from the last series of Doctor Who, which is my personal choice for the win, but still — an episode of a fan-created series up for a Nebula. That’s fantastic!

Alive Day

alive day
n. the anniversary of a close escape from death, especially one involving permanent injury. Originally coined by US veterans, and adopted by survivors of accidents, cancer treatments, etc.

A year ago today, I went into the hospital and came out with no cancer.

A team of surgeons carved a chunk out of my leg — a circle about 4 inches across (about the size of a CD) and 1 1/2 inches deep. A secondary incision on my lower abdomen was where they removed two lymph nodes for a sentinel node biopsy (to make sure the cancer had not spread). They took a roughly 5 x 5 skin graft from my other leg, so they could patch the crater they’d created.

What a year it’s been.

For the most part, 2007 was the Year That Wasn’t. I didn’t really get anything done that I had planned. I spent the first quarter largely confined to the couch downstairs. I didn’t get my official medical all-clear until about halfway throught the year. The months since have been a struggle to shake off the effects that the initial diagnosis and treatment had on me.

To be honest, ever since, it’s been a bit like waiting for the other shoe to drop. Stomach problems? What if it’s cancer? Headache? What if it’s cancer? Was that mole always there, or is it cancer? Almost like jumping at shadows….but no, more like being afraid of the sound of a gun, because at least there’s a reason for that. I’ve seen the gun, and heard it fired at me, and part of me is waiting to hear it again.

Not fun.

But it’s been a year. Another January has come round, and I’m still here. One of the things that scared me the most during the whole process was reading the 1, 5 and 10 year survival rates for people with the same classification of cancer that I had, but now I’ve cleared the first hurdle.

I’m not even going to begin to tell you about the changes this has wrought in the way I think about things, in what’s important to me and what isn’t, in relationships…any of that. As much as I’d like to, I don’t think that I have the ability. I can’t explain most of it.

Everything, in some way, is different.

It’s been a year. Bring on the next hurdle.