April, 2008 archive
No Exit 0
No Exit is a play. Sadly, the Bush administration is real.
Though one does get the feeling from time to time that they don’t separate real life from stage craft.
Their legacy, though, is tragically concrete.
Pointless, phony, fraudulent war forever. The little boy has soiled the sandbox and leaves the rest of us to scoop it.
English translation: The place is a mess. We have no idea when things might get better. We’re not pulling out any more troops. We’re running out the clock on 2008.
It’s Westmoreland all over again once more redundantly.
Sorry, folks, that’s not a light at the end of the tunnel. It’s the reflection at the bottom of the well:
Six months at a time.
Last video via Balloon Juice.
Mission Creeps 0
The big news this week has been, natch, General Petraeus huing the Bushie line for more troops, more time, more troops, more time, in an attempt to snatch mere humiliation from the jaws of defeat.
Why is it that, when someone says Petraeus, I hear “Westmoreland“?
I Taught a Class Today . . . Oh Boy. 0
It’s been 18 months since I was in a classroom. It was a gas.
My biggest fear did not come true–I did not lose my voice. Maybe by the next session, I’ll sound like myself.
I will never get over the magical feeling that happens when people listen to me because I’m standing up and they’re sitting down. . . .
First Son Is Home 0
and still in one piece.
I was wondering today, was the Current Federal Administrator not allowed to play with Army men when he was younger?
Is that what’s behind all this playing with others’ lives for a lie?
A Scientific Explanation for “Republican Districts” 0
By extrapolation, bet this occurs in the voting booth, too:
In other words, they were practicing the error, reinforcing the incorrect pattern of brain activation that originally caused it.
Humphreys’ advice: If you just can’t figure something out, “stop trying; you’re just digging yourself in deeper.”
Now, Where Was I before I Was So Rudely Interrupted . . . 1
A little enforced vacation from blogging this week. I’m juggling three projects, one of them winding down and two of them starting up. My cold has, in the way of this bug, settled into a cough that doesn’t want to go away. Something had to give, and what gave was what doesn’t put food on the table. . . .
So, who missed me? One person I can name (I won’t, to protect the innocent). Otherwise, my little vacation had, I am sure, no effect on the blogosphere, or, for that matter, on anything else.
So, what have I missed? Not much.
The economy has spun a few more rounds down the toilet, thanks the the NeoCon delusion that making the rich richer does anything other than, well, make the rich richer.
The Current Federal Administration continues to fail in its effort to spin silk from its sow’s ear in Iraq, while the so-called Iraqi “government” (which, remember, hardly exists outside the Green Zone) demonstrated its toothlessness.
Meantime, the realities on the ground were brutally laid bare over the last two weeks by the fighting in Basra: Iraq’s security situation is better than in its darkest days, but remains fragile. The hope has dimmed that improved security will enable Iraqi factions to reconcile, and the Iraqi army is far from ready for prime time.
At the same time, the Current Federal Administrator continued to demonstrate its allegiance to special effects in touting a “missile defense shield” that has everything going for it except the Laws of Physics:
But I’m back . . . .