Friday post.

It sucks to be idealistic in America these days.  Most Americans are finally waking up from their 9/11 Fever drinking binge and rolling over to see Dubya in bed with them.  What policies has his administration pursued?  Torture.  Preemptive war.  Massive deficits to finance tax cuts for the wealthy.  Total corporate control of the air waves.  Concealing and deleting official communications so that even history won't be able to find out what they were up to.  Scripted press conferences.  Politicizing the Justice Department.  Stealing elections.  War crimes.  Perjury.  New Orleans.  Incompetence.  Letting oil industry executives write his administration's energy bills.  Neo-fascists being given prominent advisory positions.  Propaganda.   Massive wasteful pork barrel spending.  Utter contempt for the US Constitution.  Inviting inexperienced religious zealots into the corridors of power.  An ignorant electorate and superficial mass media that forces candidates to be as brain-dead, jingoistic and xenophobic as Joe 6-pack. We've become a friggin' Banana Republic.  But how do you impeach a guy who committed most of his most egregious offenses before you reelected him (after he made sure by illegally suppressing the Democratic vote so that Ohio would go Republican)?  Unfortunately the Democrats would rather do nothing than do the right thing.  His approval ratings are in the 20's and we're still afraid to impeach him just because the Republicans were wrong to impeach Clinton.  Sometimes you've got to do what's right just because it's the right thing to do. 

Politics aside, life's pretty good.  We just passed Midsummer's Eve.  They make a big deal out of that in Sweden and other Scandinavian countries (my first love was a Swede, who I met when I first went to Stockholm around this time of year in 1990.)  Funny they call it Midsummer when Summer is just beginning (I'm sure there's a logical explanation for that.)

Making another effort at Tale of Two Cities this week.  It's hard to read Olde English.  (Yeah, I know, it's not technically Olde English, but still ...)

Forgive the rant, until next Friday ... Here's a pretty picture:



I saw this ad (I've edited out most of the commercial content) on another website.  It looks just like my ex.  I wish I knew if it was her.