Wall Street Weather is My New Favorite Blog

I linked to Wall Street Weather when Hurricane Gustav was approaching Louisiana last week. I just read such a great post on how the Republicans are exploiting Bristol Palin, the pregnant daughter of Vice-Presidential nominee Sarah Palin, that I must link again for the second time in less than week.

I was struck by how tired Bristol looked carrying her baby brother last week. She has been forced to assume extra responsibilities since her younger brother, who has Down syndrome, was born in April and her mother quickly returned to work.

Wall Street Weather makes the same observation in this post.

Eric Francis at Planet Waves has an excellent post on the Palin follies, too. Check it out here.

Too bad David Brooks of The New York Times doesn’t read the astrology blogs. I was amazed how he blithely dismissed the tragedy of Bristol Palin’s pregnancy at 17 in his Sept. 1 column. Brooks wrote: “…most Americans will understand that this is what happens in real life…”

If you’re a conservative, you might argue that Bristol would not have gotten pregnant in high school if her mom were home and watching over her instead of serving as governor of Alaska.

If you’re a liberal, you might posit that Bristol wouldn’t be expecting if she had taken sex education in high school, had easy access to contraceptives, and had been raised by a mom who encouraged her to protect herself against unwanted pregnancy and sexually transmitted diseases.

If you’re an advocate for the rights of young women (and men), you might agree with my contention: Bristol wouldn’t have gotten pregnant if she had a plan for her future and parents who were actively involved in helping her fulfill her hopes and dreams.

David Brooks may characterize children raising children as “what happens in real life,” but it doesn’t have to happen.

The Death of a Democratic Superdelegate

I thought I was paranoid, but check out what Eric Francis at PlanetWaves has to say about the untimely death of superdelegate Stephanie Tubbs Jones at age 58 a few days before the Democratic National Convention.

The first black woman to represent Ohio in Congress, Tubbs Jones was an outspoken critic of the Iraq War. Here’s what’s troubling Hudson Valley astrologer Francis: Tubbs Jones had switched her allegiance from Hillary Clinton to Barack Obama. Well, so did I after Hillary conceded. Nevertheless, Francis’ post makes for fascinating reading.

Here’s the New York Times obituary on the Congresswoman if you want to know more.

The Horror of Hiroshima

Today is the anniversary of the U.S. nuclear bombing of Hiroshima. I’ll have some stuff to say later on, but in the meantime here’s a fascinating post on this horrific event by Eric Francis at Planet Waves.

Jude’s Threshold also has some interesting thoughts on the anniversary of the day the black rain fell.

Staying Abreast of Big Media

I love astrological symbolism. A little background first. The sign of Cancer rules breasts while Sagittarius has dominion over sports, including the Super Bowl, and media like CBS. A quincunx is the 150-degree aspect that astrologer Eric Francis says has a “wild card” feeling.

So as the Sun in Cancer quincunxes Pluto in Sagittarius, we get the news that a federal appeals court has tossed out the $550,000 fine imposed by the Federal Communications Commission on CBS after Janet Jackson’s breast was exposed by a “wardrobe malfunction” during the 2004 Super Bowl. You gotta love it!

Here’s a link to an AP story: http://www.businessweek.com/ap/financialnews/D922AN0O1.htm

For more on the ramifications of Sun in Cancer quincunx Pluto in Sag, check out Francis at PlanetWaves Daily: http://feeds.feedburner.com/PlanetWavesDaily

It’s good to know that a Cancer country like the U.S. can stomach the fleeting sight of a bare breast on national TV.

Full Moon in Capricorn: Christmas in July

When I was an Army brat growing up in the South and the Midwest during the 1960s, stores would run a “Christmas in July” sale to clear out the summer merchandise before the back-to-school fashions arrived. If you were lucky, you could pick up a bathing suit for a couple of bucks and you still had time to wear it for another month or so.

I’m not sure of the genesis of the expression “Christmas in July,” but it occurred to me that it might coincide with the Full Moon in Cap that occurs annually in July.

A Google search reveals a 1940 Preston Sturges film of the same name starring Dick Powell. I’ve actually seen this film, and it’s pretty sweet, if slightly corny. Here’s the link to the Wiki about Christmas in July: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christmas_in_July_%28film%29

For civilians (non-astrologers) who need a little background to connect the dots on my theory about Christmas in July, the Sun moves into Capricorn at the Winter Solstice. That was when the Romans held their Saturnalia festival, which morphed into our modern-day Christmas when Christianity trumped paganism.

The Full Moon in Capricorn occurs when the Sun is in Cancer and the Moon is in the opposing sign of Capricorn, sometime between June 21 and July 20.

This morning, as I was reading the dour stories about gas prices right now and energy prices this winter, I got a Capricorn chill in my bones. Of course, the Moon went into Cap just after midnight early this morning and is making its way toward a Full Moon in the wee hours of Friday, July 18. Here’s the chart, courtesy of StarIQ: http://www.stariq.com/Main/Articles/P0003411.HTM

This year’s Full Moon in Cap chart is anything but festive, so don’t bother decking the halls for Christmas in July. The chart has Jupiter in Capricorn, but the Great Expander seems to be magnifying the financial problems in the economy, particularly in the housing sector ruled by Cancer.

Former Harvard Business School professor and author Shoshana Zuboff is calling the current state of affairs the “frozen economy” (that’s a frigid Full Moon in Cap for you!) and says that paralysis has set in among consumers. Sounds like a conjunction of Mars (energy) and Saturn (restriction), which is present in the Full Moon chart in the sign of Virgo.

Here’s the link to Zuboff’s story: http://www.businessweek.com/managing/content/jul2008/ca20080714_683791.htm?chan=top+news_top+news+index_news+%2B+analysis

I got a chuckle becauses Zuboff bases her conclusions on the “reporting” that she’s been doing at Moody’s Diner in Waldoboro, Maine.

Why I am laughing? Because I’ve been hearing tales of woe on my own diner via dolorosa. I’ve been hanging out at the Blue Benn Diner in Bennington, Vt. with my niece and nephew. There was talk about high gas prices at the Blue Benn, but that didn’t stop me from enjoying pancakes packed with so many fresh blueberries that I could barely see the cake. Afterward, we drove to the Pine Cone Hill factory outlet store in nearby Lenox, Mass. and I bought a new comforter to help keep me warm this winter.

It sounds like I’m going to need it. However, I won’t be getting any sympathy from Hudson Valley astrologer Eric Francis, who’s almost a neighbor of mine. I’m just one exit down on the New York State Thruway and over the Newburgh-Beacon Bridge. Check out his riff on energy prices at Planet Waves: http://planetwaves.net/pagetwo/

Of course, Francis has spent a few years in Paris and is approaching this from a European point of view. But, yes, Zuboff and Francis are right: We’ve squandered our resources and now we’rve reached a point of reckoning. Because we didn’t save during the fat times for the lean years, the cupboard is bare.

I’ve been getting in the spirit of the coming Depression by reading E.L. Doctorow’s Loon Lake, which I found on the bookshelf at my friend’s house in Vermont. I’m a fan of Doctorow’s Ragtime, but I’d missed this one. The Adirondack lake setting is redolent of An American Tragedy by Theodore Dreiser, one of my favorite books, which most people know as A Place in the Sun, the film adaptation starring Elizabeth Taylor, Montgomery Clift, and the inimitable Shelley Winters.

No Virginia, there isn’t a Santa Claus to bail us out during Christmas in July, unless you dress Federal Reserve Chairman Ben Bernanke in a red suit and tell him to grow his beard. As for the real Christmas, cue the Grinch.

Still, the tough times can bring new opportunities. The house may be cold and the car gas tank may be empty, but maybe we’ll get back to the community spirit that impressed Alexis de Tocqueville back in 1835, when he wrote Democracy in America. Hey, maybe we’ll even get back to democracy in America.

No Sex Please, We’re Astrologers

We may be having a Seventies flashback when it comes to stagflation and rising gas prices, but it’s not a complete rerun of That Seventies Show. To wit: Eric Francis at PlanetWaves notes in his blog that not one of the hundreds of seminars at the United Astrology Conference deals with sexuality.

That certainly wouldn’t have been the case at an astrology conference 35 years ago. I remember that the home where I babysat in the Seventies had The Sensuous Woman by J on the bookshelf right next to Linda Goodman’s Sun Signs. I had many hours of happy reading after I put the kids to bed.

Here’s the link to Eric’s Web, which as I point elsewhere, is too erotic for office viewing: http://planetwaves.net/pagetwo/

My opinion is the trine between Pluto in Capricorn (transformation of business) and Saturn in Virgo (time to clean up the environment) is keeping the 1,500 stargazers gathered at the Sheraton focused on Earth.

I got brought down to earth myself this afternoon after I walked into a dimly lit Starbucks for lunch and missed a step up. The young woman behind the counter exclaimed, “You’re the third person that’s happened to in a week.” Then her manager came out and bought me lunch while I nursed my skinned knee.

More than a few people at the conference are having trouble breathing because of the high altitude in the Mile High City, but I’m short of breath contemplating the disasters that have been occurring around the globe.

You don’t have to be an astrologer to be worried when 163,000 people leave the planet in less than a week — the death toll from the May 12 earthquake in China is at 30,000 while the one for the May 5 cyclone in Myanmar is 133,000. It’s mind-boggling!

I know I sound like a survivalist, but based on what I’m hearing at UAC, I would advise everyone I know to pay off his debts, stock the pantry with water and food, pack a “go bag” with emergency essentials, and stash some cash under the mattress.

The gold bugs have been saying stuff like this for years, but one of these days Chicken Little is going to be right.