My sista! Can I get some?

I remember when the Queen hit the scene. I was living in ABQ. How exciting her voice was! "Ladies First" still gives me goosebumps. Well, not literally. Sometimes.

On the Cuba tip, I'm going tonight to see Bloqueo about the effects of the U.S. blockade on the country.

Speaking of another place to be, I got this from a friend who's making radical move in her own fabulous life. This gives me hope for someone, at least:

I am finding pockets of glorious change all around me!  After 10 years my Trader
Joe's guy (mind you in his late 50's) is moving to Barcelona with his partner of 18
years. He says he doesn't want to support this government anymore.  AND, my neighbor
(also in his 50's) sold his condo and moved to Nicaragua to build a bed and
breakfast in the jungle!

After seeing a supposed-to-be-sympathetic image yesterday of Samuel Alito's wife crying because her nightmare of a sure-to-be-confirmed husband was being treated so mean by the hardly-mean Democrats, I wonder anew at the capacity of this country for decency. As a concerned black lesbian who was at Princeton in 1985 when Alito was applying for his justice department job (wink, wink), I feel particularly, specially connected to him and his way of thinking, though, of course, he doesn't remember. As long as we're going '80s, to paraphrase, should we stay or should we go?