Range Assertion

"Get involved," but if you don't agree with independent living center paradigms you'll have to sue me-- Thomas Earle

If anyone is undecided about Stewart's range, count spastic in for doubt, as I am not entirely certain what range signifies, as one could reasonably ask why Jean Luc Picard couldn't have been British, with French relations, My favorite episode of Next Generation is Family, and I'm apparently not the only viewer who felt its strength, for it is in part a teleplay about handling disappointed expectations, adversity, violation, learning to live with it, even if sometimes we cannot, which is the lesson of Black Snake Moan, embedded in Ricci and Timberlake's characters. "Family," resolves itself, since Stewart still cared about his job, but Picard's depth of feeling is saved for the first Borg movie. As dor Stewart's diabolical tyrants, crippled or not, they remain one dimensional. For poignancy, it is his small ensemble part in Lady Jane Grey, where just for a moment, he displays the magnanimity of the doomed. Is Stewart Macbeth?

The Thane is the most haunting, of all the tragedies, Macbeth seems the most psychologically corroded by overreach, akin to yours truly and the ambulatory world, but I just don't see Stewart so tortured by culpability. I concede I don't know if the play available to view.

Tom Earle is an unlikely adversary, the type of boy-man women coddle with food and St. Christopher medals. He is perfectly happy playing tag with his walking stick with baby fat toddlers. I'll admit I am harassing his voice mail, daily. I've said what the fuck forcefully and recounted numerous follies by his staff, the people who work at these places are inept to the point that my own skills have corroded in psychic pain. Brian Coleman was Earle's second to last housing counselor before the center lost it's budget, and in the world of the way things work in Black Cities USA, my rental manager Trudy Richardson followed brother Coleman of Maryland around, never completed any repairs. The same Coleman who said "Liberty can help with the move," during the renovations, and then told me, the erstwhile former consultant, "Liberty doesn't offer that service." My assigned coordinator never opened her fucking mouth, and nothing ever changes with this paradigm.

He is gone, but I hate the little dodo with a vengeance, injured as badly as I was that year, but as ugly dykes are wont to say, these centers are all the disabled have. When we're ousted, even if homily but not persuadable to lesbianism,what then?