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"I never had anything new," Caswell says. "I got all the hand-me-downs. And my dad, he did a lot of shopping at the Salvation Army, and his comment was -- and quite frankly it's true -- once you're out of the store and you walk down the street, nobody knows where you bought your clothes."
"Honestly, I was flabbergasted," Jacobs says. "I really couldn't believe this. Because I think, gosh, is this where we've gone in this state? I think that there’s the whole issue of dignity. You’re saying to somebody, you don’t deserve to go in and buy a new pair of gym shoes. You know, for a lot of foster kids, they already have so much stacked against them.”
“My transcendent emotional feeling is grief for the loss
of what might have been,” Hornbein wrote. “Like you, I feel
as if I was stupidly conned, wanting to believe in the cause
and its value and Greg’s motivations. Part of me still wants
to believe that there was/is something sincere in what he was
setting about to do to change the world a bit for the better.
Another part of me is just downright angry at his irresponsibility
to the cause with which he was entrusted, the lives of
so many whom he sucked in and, in effect, spit out, and not
least Tara (his wife) and their kids and other loving bystanders to
the play…. I wish I understood the pathology that has compelled
the unending need to embellish the truth so flagrantly. With
one hand Greg has created something potentially beautiful
and caring (regardless of his motives). With the other he has
murdered his creation by his duplicity.”