bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
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Decision making with Herodotus!

September 30th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

From The Histories, RELEVANT STILL:

They are very fond of wine, and no one is allowed to vomit or urinate in the presence of another person.


If an important decision is to be made, they discuss the question when they are drunk, and the following day the master of the house where the discussion was held submits their decision for reconsideration when they are sober. Conversely, any decision they make when they are sober, it is reconsidered afterwards when they are drunk.


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September 23rd, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’ve been reading some Old Norse poems from the Elder Edda,  YOU KNOW, LIKE YOU DO. My favorite so far are from Sayings of the High One, which is basically an advice column penned by Odin the God of War and also star of American Gods him very self. He’s gruff, practical, amicable,  and definitely thinks you should eat before you hang out with friends so that you’re not starving.

Some personal favorites:

A stupid man stays awake all night pondering his problems; he’s worn out when morning comes and whatever was, still is.

Moderately wise a man should be — don’t wish for too much wisdom; a man’s heart is seldom happy if he is truly wise.

A man does well to eat a hearty meal before he visits friends, or he sits around glumly acting starved and finds words for very few.

Get up early if you are after another man’s life or money; a sleeping wolf will seldom make a kill nor a warrior win lying down.
Drink ale by the fireside, skate on the ice, buy lean steeds and bloodstained swords, fatten horses in the stable, a dog in your home. Never trust what a maiden tells you nor count any woman constant; their hearts are turned on a potter’s wheel.



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July 4th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

My Fellow Americans! On this sacred day, 239 years since the thirteen colonies claimed independence from England: LET US CLAIM OUR INDEPENDENCE AT BREAKFAST. Screw you, Kashi cereal and egg white omelette! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, INDIA? THIS IS AMERICA! Count your blessings, that there are Grocery stores, that you have Walls, that there is sugar, that there are pancakes!  Let us eat Bisquick! Let us Shake n Pour pancakes,  stuff them full of  blueberries and strawberries sprayed with growth hormones and dye! Let us douse the whole affair in Cool Whip, whose main ingredients include high fructose corn syrup and patriotism! ASK NOT WHAT YOUR BREAKFAST CAN DO FOR YOU, ASK WHY YOU ARE ALREADY TIRED AND IT’S ONLY JUST AFTER BREAKFAST OKAY SO TAKE A NAP

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how to leave without leaving

January 17th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

After a tough week, Jammerson and I got the heck outta dodge, and went to the Getty, a beautiful museum complex seated on a hill above the city. I’ve somehow never been, even though I’ve lived here over two years (WHAT?! THAT’S TRUE.)  It’s kind of like stepping out of your life and onto another planet where the breeze is perfect and there are adorable Asian children everywhere.  Today was super clear and smogless:  an ideal day for gazing, contemplating the Big Questions, like: are painters less driven / gifted now, since the craft is no longer as valued? and I wonder if there are Sandwiches somewhere?, and spacing out, in general.

Without even really knowing what I needed or was looking for today, I found it all.

These busts of ‘Ideal Women’:

My next Bed:

And quality time with this guy.

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“You can never know where you are Going…

January 10th, 2015 by Bekah Brunstetter

……Unless you know where you’ve been.”

Reading this AM about this incredible lady, Amelia Boynton Robinson, pictured here, beaten unconscious on Bloody Sunday (subject of Selma).

Today, she is 103:

and too old to travel from her home in Alabama to LA for the premiere of the movie, so Paramount brought the movie to HER. High five, Paramount. I love it when you can really feel the humanity behind a movie. From her CNN interview:

“I was brought up by people who loved others,” she says. “I love people. We had no animosity. We had no feeling that we hate anyone.” And there was yet another factor. People are not born racists, she says. They are trained to become that way. That’s what happened to the white people she confronted in Alabama 50 years ago.

She believes she has lived so long because God intended it that way. That she is not through talking to young people and setting them on the right track. Until a few years ago, she was still standing on her feet giving speeches. America, she says, has made great strides. She beams at the fact that a black man serves as her president and is considered the most powerful man on Earth. A framed photograph of Barack Obama hangs on her wall, as does a letter from him expressing warm wishes for her 103rd birthday. But this nation still has a long way to go in dealing with race, she says. She’s been keeping up with the news of the past few months — Michael Brown’s killing in Ferguson, Missouri. Eric Garner’s in New York. Tamir Rice’s in Cleveland. They take her back to a time she knew before, back to Jim Crow. She says a whole new generation has been stirred by these cases of police killings. She hopes young people will pick up the reins of a struggle her generation launched. All her life, she has been extremely proud of her roots, a mixture of African slaves, Cherokee Indians and Europeans. But if you ask her about her race, she is apt to answer like this: “I am a member of the human race.”

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‘Old’ Salem

December 26th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter

For a laugh, try taking a Brit who went to Cambridge, which was established in something like the year 1100, to Old Salem, where there is now a bridge with a commemorative plaque boasting its year of origin:


(But really some of the other parts of Old Salem are actually old.)

(Like the video about the Moravians in the gift shop is probably from 1993.)

(But also some of the buildings are actually old.)

(But the bread is not old and so I ate all of it.)

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13 Years

September 11th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on we will never forget: Nowadays, you can google and see anything. All sorts of  everything. As 9/11’s pass, I think more and more about the kids who lost parents — who barely were people when it happened –and as they grow older, as they learn the internet, what are they told? Do they do google image searches? Are the pictures strangely comforting? Do they have conspiracy theories? What story makes sense to them? Does it ever make any sense at all? Will it? When they’re old will they all sort of come together, drink beer together, marry each other?

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i’m here

August 14th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter

One of my favorite most ABSOLUTE MOST FAVORITE THINGS IN THE WORLD is to see another country for the very first time. So far, Edinburgh / Scotland  is somehow reminiscent of every city I have ever been to abroad, parts Paris, parts Moscow, parts London. I am cracked out of my gourd but I squeezed in a quick stroll before I pass out in two minutes. The highlight thus far is pretty much that there is a beautiful and majestic  castle up on a hill in the middle of it. Like: across the street from Starbucks, just, this:

Just sitting there, like, What’s up consumers.  Feel free to peruse wool scarves and skinny jeans, but I have been here for HUNDREDS OF YEARS.

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Today, I am not Me

June 24th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter

My boss told me that today, in the room, since everyone higher up than me is covering set, runnin’ round, doing various writerly tasks, I’m Alexander Haig (Reagan’s first Secretary of State, she also informed me.)  She probably meant that I am the person who inserts themselves into a position of power when everyone else is otherwise engaged, as Haig did when Reagan was shot, but I prefer to take things deeply literally.

And so, today, I am an old white man in a crisp suit my wife picked out for me with a passive smile that I am secretly scheming behind, and I am shouting NO WAIT, I AM PRESIDENT NOW! and inviting myself to parties and banging gavels on things? and tripping on carpets and looking to make sure no one saw, and nightmaring about Nam and kicking the dog on purpose and then resigning 3 years before the gig is up and resolving to write a very important book about my life, and nightly cuddle the crap out of my purple heart.

AND IN SUMMATION, THE FUTURE! – things that old white politicians say?

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Remember why

May 26th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter

Found this peaceful and beautiful cemetery on my morning Orejog. Had to pause and look and think. So many have died so that we can do our runs and trips and days in (relative) peace. Remember this!

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