Very disturbing dream last night. I dreamt I was found guilty of murder and was going to be put to death in the electric chair. It happened all so quickly too, found guilty, sentenced, and then they start preparing me for the electric chair immediately. It didn’t even have time to sink in what had happened until they were telling me to turn my foot over so they could strap it up correctly (weird). I don’t even know who I had supposedly killed! I then start pleading with the women…who were more like nurses preparing me for an operation…to stop, that I was innocent, but obviously, that didn’t change their mind. I think I woke up crying.
After the dream I was in sort of a netherworld where I felt like it was all very reminiscent of something…then I remembered…oh, yeah, when the state republican senators passed the Budget Despair Bill. I felt like they had sentenced Wisconsin to death, and all the pleading the populace did wouldn’t make them change their mind.
Maybe it was because shortly before I went to bed last night I was reading an article at The Progressive about a Wisconsin schoolteacher who was depressed about the Bill passing and killed herself.
Well, yesterday, Wisconsin got a stay of execution as a Dane County judge temporarily blocked the bill from taking effect. But if a few Republicans won’t change their minds, then it’s just prolonging our agony for a short while more.
No protesting for us today…Stan works and then does a lit drop with his Union for Joe Parisi (County Executive) and Joanne Kloppenburg (Wisconsin Supreme Court)…too bad because the forecast is for 52 degrees and sunny. Last Saturday we froze our asses off again. I even wore pajama pant bottoms under my jeans. The chilled wind was just horrendous and we had to spend forever waiting for busses (the one going to the Square was a half hour late!) We might go Monday, but I don’t know. Monday, April 4 will be a big protest rally, so fortunately Stan has that day off. I’m working on more signs, too.