full of questions
i had to turn off the tv. I was watching the RNC telecast on C-SPAN tonight and was utterly disgusted by the political use of the World Trade Center disaster. Correct me if I’m wrong, but didn’t “the shrub” say again and again that he would not utilize the events of that day for political purposes???
* What does an event that took place 3 years ago have to do with the next 4 years?
Senator McCain made close to a dozen references to it, then there were widows on stage talking about the sacrifices of their husbands and the police and the fire departments. Are these the same fire departments that are struggling under record budget cuts? The same police departments that cannot equip their officers?
They’re talking about the soldiers that are giving their lives for this war. These soldiers are important enough to be politicized at the GOP convention, but not important enough for their Commander in Chief to attend a single funeral of the almost 1000 fallen soldiers? The soldiers that will return wounded and sick that will enter into a Veterans Affairs system whose budget has been cut so extensively, that waiting times for a simple office visit can stretch 6 months to a year. The same soldiers that have been given pay cuts and whose families are living at or below the poverty level because of these pay cuts.
How can we be proud with a record like that?
I have more questions…
* How do you wage war on a noun? (terrorism, drugs, poverty, etc)
* Wasn’t it the United States, specifically the Republican leaders of the United States that put Saddam Hussein into power?
* Wasn’t it the United States, specifically the shrub’s father that gave Osama Bin Laden the money to start his little network?
* Wasn’t it the United States, specifically the shrub’s father that backed the Taliban when they overthrew the Afghanistan government?
* Where is Osama Bin Laden and why has he stopped becoming a focus of our troops efforts?
* How can Bush justify this comment, “I don’t know where he is. I have no idea and I really don’t care. It’s not that important. ” (President Bush, press conference, 3/13/02) , when this was his reason for attacking in the first place? “I want justice. And there’s an old poster out West, I recall, that says, ‘Wanted: Dead or Alive.’” (President Bush, on Osama Bin Laden, 09/17/01)
How arrogant of this current administration! How arrogant indeed?
missing friends
have you ever had a friend go missing on you?
well let me clarify… an ex-friend go missing? My one time “New Best Friend(tm)”, lets call him Joe, because well, that’s his name, has gone missing. I’ve sent e-mails, well, AN e-mail trying to find out what happened to him. Do you think I’ve had a response? “NO” would be the box to check.
A little history perhaps??
Joe moved to Chicago a little over a year ago and when we met, it was instant fun. He sorta “got” me. We did almost everything together. It was a grand time at the leather bars, but there was a darker sinister undercurrent that my naive and innocent self did not comprehend at the time. I was being judged and used. Joe would revel in learning all of my emotional secrets and get giddy with all the ensuing drama of my life. When the tables were turned and I attempted wiggling into a more intimate position in his life (not sexually), the doors were slammed shut and nary a peep would be heard.
There was the inevitable falling out and we fell into parallel patterns of the traditional “nod of acknowledgement” at various events and locales.
At about this time, I went thru my semi-annual “purge’ event where the trappings of my closet simply must be whittled down to the bare essentials. You would assume with a lifestyle like mine, that my semi-annual event would be written about in the papers and the papparazzi would descend upon my locale, hoping to snap a picture of my good friends Hot Toddy, or Kristin Scott Thomas. Not this time. This was a quietly held affair in an off season.
underneath that damn Harry Winston necklace that my good friend J Lo hasn’t returned yet, I found the pair of leather pants that Joe had lent me for a night out at the Cell Block. This is all pre-”my Man” days, so I was still being a little slutty. No longer being friends with Joe, I sent an e-mail requesting directions as to how he wished me to dispose of his pants. There was no response. I waited a few weeks. Still receiving no word, I sent another e-mail request for instructions only to be responded with an error message that the e-mail address in question no longer existed.
hmmmmm. Now what shall I do with these pants?
And J Lo, you should be ashamed. I shouldn’t have heard about your wedding from the press! You know how that makes me feel? Come get your damned jewels outta my closet or they’re going to Howard Brown with the pants!