If you live in Michigan or anywhere Michigan-like, you know that the weather has just given up. We had the polar vortex and then five winters worth of snow and warming and then snowing and then raining, and now the world is covered with something that isn’t really snow or ice, but more like a white Slurpee with gray highlights around the mangey edges. Oh, and it comes in urine flavor too, which is in great supply in my backyard.
Google doesn’t lie, and what it has to say about Michigan women in government is not a good truth.
While doing some web research on women in government in Michigan (yes, I was in want of more information on this topic), I Googled the same. As we all know Google suggests search terms based on the most commonly searched things, what I found was pretty depressing:
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I was pretty impressed with myself upon learning my marriage resulted in me becoming a distant relative of Pat Sajak. I mean, it’s not that my husband knows Cousin Patty, but he did once hear his voice on his great aunt’s answering machine.
What I should have been more impressed with, however*, was the fact that I married into the family of David Plawecki.