So I am waiting for Hannah to finish reading her self imposed allotment of pages of Kate Chopin's The Awaking so we can then watch episode 53 and maybe 54 of Lost as we race to finish season three before the start of season four in 24 days and while I am waiting I check out slate.com and start reading a piece titled Identity Crisis: There's something pathetic and embassassing about our obsession with Barack Obama's race about how we should not care about his race if race is not to matter which is what I want to think because I want to move on and not continually be reminded about how the first Black the first woman the first Hispanic the first Morman are running for president and just look at the people as people but I know that because I am a Southern male WASP of course I don't want race to matter because race mattered so much to my foremothers and forefathers and of course I have the luxury to dismiss it all now and want to put it behind me and I am reminded that we have the opportunity to vote for a Black and a woman in 1972 with Shirley Chisholm and in 1980 for Angela Davis and I click on her name and am zipped away from slate.com to wikipedia.org and am re-enlightened to the fact that she was the vice presidental candidate on the 1980 Communist Party ticket with Gus Hall who was at the top of the ticket that year and in his early days as a labor activisit he was involved with the IWW, those One Big Union guys and a grand old romantic name in my socialist leaning lexicon and before I know it I am browsing tee shirts red and black embrazoned with a arched Sabocat and the slogan The working class has nothing in common with the employng class.
I catch my breath and wonder at what the IWW might have done with the www in the days of old Joe Hill.