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Friday, April 23, 2004

I'm Moving!

My blog, that is. I'll be using TypePad and hoping I like it. You will soon be able to find me at View from the Loft.

See you soon!

Thursday, April 22, 2004

Protest Bush's Nomination of New Archivist

I know: archivist?

But the job of the national archivist is an important one for a democratic society. The archivist preserves our history, including all the pertinent documents of an administration, and makes them available to the public.

So any time Bush asks the current archivist to step down in order to replace him with a handpicked nominee, you have to pause. This is possibly the most secretive presidency the U.S. has ever seen, so it was with great trepidation that I read in The Nation of Bush's latest in a series of tactics meant to stonewall any independent look at his administration and its actions.

War President

If you haven't yet seen this image, you should.

Tuesday, April 20, 2004

The Madness of the pResident

Recently I've read several bits in the blogosphere on Bush's apparent insanity. I've wondered all along about his mental condition, but his last press conference seems to have tipped the scales for a lot of people. Where once he seemed mentally impaired, with an IQ I'd estimate at around 90, he now seems mad. Just plain nuts.

For example, look at this piece by Justin Raimondo of Antiwar.com, in which Raimondo comments on Bush's statements during the Q & A of the presser:
In this moment of spontaneity, unscripted by Karl Rove and completely unfiltered, Bush revealed the madness at the heart of his presidency, the corruption that eats away at the White House and infuses Washington, the Imperial City, like a dense hallucinogenic fog.
Lew Rockwell chimes in with "The Madness of President George":
Bush should hold more press conferences, to provide us with ever more windows into the mind of one of the most dangerous men ever to occupy the White House.


We must first deal with the problem that George seems genuinely mad. There was a riddle in nearly every sentence. He spoke like someone dramatically out of touch with what everyone else knows. The whole scene was a bit wacky, as if the uncle who everyone knows is crazy came to the family reunion and was humored because he is family. People were going easy on George just because he seemed like he was speaking about another planet.


The press, though, seemed somehow reluctant to point this out, as if George had his finger on a button he could push that would blow them all up. Instead, the press, very gingerly, put him on the couch. What mistakes had he made? Are there things he would do differently? Just asking, George. Not hinting at a thing. Don't take this wrong. Just a normal sort of question every president is asked. Do you think there have been any judgment errors at all? Everyone makes mistakes, you know; nothing to be ashamed of.

Nope, said George, nothing he can think of. It was almost cartoonish. But in real life, it is extremely scary. The press was evidently confused by the whole scene, their eyes darting back and forth to each other in bemusement. The efforts to report on the event the next day were similarly strained. The headlines could have run: "President Bush Has Gone Off the Rails." But since press etiquette demands he be treated with great deference, the stories were all variations of: "George Bush today pledged to continue the offensive in Iraq, while denying his administration has made errors in judgment…"
This morning I found this by Chris DeLiso:
The full madness of George W. Bush has been revealed, as new articles describing journalist Bob Woodward’s Plan of Attack are released, and as Bush himself proudly reiterates America’s God-given right to proliferate 'freedom' at gunpoint everwhere on earth.
Well, it's about time. I think the rest of the world has thought this for months, if not years. Makes me wonder how Blair, for example, can continue to dance to Bush's tune. Meanwhile, Bush's willfully blind and ignorant supporters continue to talk up how he has such vision, such convictions, such lofty goals. These people may get the madman re-elected, and that's a truly terrifying thought.

To Blog or Not to Blog: That Is the Question

A few days ago I wrote a long piece that, when I tried to post it, simply disappeared into cyberspace.

Frustrating, yes; but was it also a sign from the universe?

My account with Blogger runs out next month, and I'm wondering whether or not to go to the trouble and expense of signing on with another host. Of late, I haven't had much heart for blogging, and I'm wondering if I have the necessary commitment to justify continuing.

Not only that, but only a couple of people even read this thing. Most of my friends don't (partly my fault, I guess, since I can't be counted on to post regularly), and even my family doesn't. What I have to say is most likely better said by others on bigger blogs.

I could probably generate a larger audience by adding my comments to better-known blogs, thus posting my URL, but who has the time for that? I mean, I like to read, watch junk TV, talk to my soul mate, and all that. There are also the daily hour-long conversations with my daughter (or hour-and-a-half; how can we find so much to say every single day?!!), and at this time of year, gardening, wild-food gathering, bird-watching, and whatnot. A new grandson will arrive in June and that will take up some serious time, for which I'm so grateful I can't begin to express it.

Well, enough angst for today. Guess I'll just have to wrestle with it a little longer.

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