Four Days Gone
Due more to accident than design, my four days at OATS were spent completely detached from the news: I missed the British bombing scare, the shutdown of the Pennsylvania state government, and God knows what else. I learned about it all when I got home, and the results were no different than had I listened in. The Pweznit and his dwindling band of Asshols Supporters took the opportunity to jump up and down and yell “Terror terror boogedy boogedy!” On NPR this morning, Cokie Roberts opined that Hillary and Obama need to say something about the bombing, lest they look weak on terror, while praising Rudy “I Married My Cousin Then Divorced Her When I Wanted to Nail Someone Else” Giuliani for making himself available for interviews: after all he was in NY when 9/11 happened and so he knows all about terror terror. It’s all so predictable, and all so fucking boring. A bunch of partisans pretending to be neutral observers saying whatever best benefits to corporate bottom line. And while others may be delighted to see the GOP coming apart at the seams, it’s only because their personally-selected choice is costing them money. In other words, the corporation is still running the show, and running it into the ditch.
I’m going to post Sam photos this afternoon. I’m dreading visiting blogs. I’ve gone days without knowing or caring what’s going on in the world, and I don’t know if I even want to know or care what’s going on anymore.
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