Thursday, January 22, 2009

President Obama did NOT flub the Oath of Office...

I am getting kind of bugged out by the number of people that seem to think that Obama messed up when it was Justice Roberts who made it SEEM that way. I can't presume to understand Roberts' motives, but believing as I do that there is really no such thing as an "accident", I have to wonder: was Roberts' rushing through the 35 words - making it difficult for Obama to know when he was supposed to jump in, for example, at his own NAME - and mangling the order of those words, really, a reflection on his distaste for the newly elected Democrat?

I'm just saying.

YC

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

I agree with you, as the rumor goes: O. voted against his nomination, so maybe this was payback time?
btw, I am pleased you are back (sort off, did you ever leave?) I have always enjoyed your writing and especially the reactions you get.
Ivdp

Yogamum said...

I agree too. There are no "accidents."

Anonymous said...

he totally did not flub it!

cara said...

aah, you're right yc. i'm one who thought at first O flubbed it (which i imagined as oddly endearing). on closer listen, R totally botched his lines! seems like payback . . .

Anonymous said...

Where ya been YC??? Please don't tell me that you've deserted us all for Facebook.
Anon

Anonymous said...

yeah! come back!

Anonymous said...

Hey Lauren,

thanks so much for saying what u said on lindas blog. someone had to say it. you are so courageous. ive been thinking it when i would see her speak of her dad, but just felt all kinds of bad for her, as it seemed she was just trying to work through the pain. but to stay in india-- which for us westerners is a luxury--seems incredibly self centered to me and points to all sorts of reasons why obsessing about a physical practice can be a bad thing-- i think the elitism of it can make u lose perspective.

So what if she does not have a place to live or work? she's a smart lady and I'm sure she'd be able to work something out. it would be tough, but would be worthwhile. It just sounds to me like she doesn't want her practice to be inconvenienced, which is really sad. Sometimes the practical thing is actually not always the right thing to do.

I travel a lot too.
My dad is a total asshole and I don't even talk to him much, but when he passes you better believe that wherever i am come hell or high water I will get there. without his existence, for better or worse, i would not be who I am...
and Linda if u are reading this, please know I am not judging you, and i have found your practice really inspiring, but maybe you should keep the real personal stuff off your more public blog and just batcave it, so that you can protect your feelings and have your own perspective intact 100 % about an issue that is so so delicate.

thanks again Lauren for being a rational voice.

Yoga Chickie said...

It's too bad that you didn't post this on Linda's blog. Why should it be brave to say what one thinks? You should be brave and say it on Linda's blog....

Anonymous said...

you already said what needed to be said. I'm sure a lot of people have thought about it, but are trying to be polite.i personally thought it was a little odd for her to go to India when at least her mom might need her during this tough time for emotional support, but also I know how complicated family relationships can be and maybe space is neccessary to really help. You know, do good for yourself so that you can have the capacity to help others in the end. I thought going to India, though at kind of a weird time, would give her the capacity to deal and really help her.



at the same time maybe her relationship with her parents is a little more traumatic then she is letting on,(abuse etc etc) which would make not wanting to be around for a parental funeral/death totally valid to me. But it just doesn't seem that way from what I've read-- and i've been reading her blog for a long time.

It just sounds like she's been mistreated by her family in the general way that any family mistreats a member whose life is a little unconventional you know? the whole black sheep thing....
But it sounds like she got a decent upbringing for better or for worse and parents that tried to provide for her in a decent manner. At least more decent than my no good for nothing father....


I just don't think she's being very rational.India will always be there. Ashtanga will always be there. its an eternal practice.
Family disappear before you really know it.

I hope she looks into a good therapist when she gets back to NY. No amount of asana is going to release her from the pain she is obviously internalizing.

I feel really bad for her. I wish she would take the fearlessness she exudes in her practice into her actual life. There's obviously a disconnect there. I have the same problem too.

I'm trying so hard not to judge, but man I am finding it hard and its making me wonder about the validity of a practice that would make you put a pleasurable lifestyle choice before people.
The people that actually took the time to bring you to this planet. makes me kind of ill.

Anonymous said...

Practicing being a therapist already with Boodiba...hmmmmm...
you are right about what you said. I keep thinking as I read her blog, forgiveness is what's needed all around. Herself, her parents, even her asana practice!

Anonymous said...

I luv this blog!

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