July 15th, 2004


the headline I want to see

Capitol Bigots Stymied; Congress Buys a Clue

Which is probably why they don't let me write headlines.

All day yesterday I was wandering around with this cartoon vision in my brain, left over from Bloom County (or one of its kin), of a little old lady with an umbrella bopping Senators over the head as she asked them how they were prepared to vote.

Tangentially, I picked up my copy of the Portable Beat Reader the other evening. Perusing the introduction that discussed how the label developed as well as who the Beats were (and so forth) I was struck by similarities in the description of the political environment with today - not too unusual, given parallels that can be drawn between Korea/Viet Nam and Afghanistan/Iraq. But moreso I was struck by my reaction to the Beats reactions/motivations, at least as described by the author of the introduction: how touchingly naive, I thought.

I'm not sure why that was my particular reaction. Maybe it's the result of seeing what havoc the flower children grew up to wreak on the world, and how the majority of them have applied their ideals to the span of their lives. Aren't most of the grab-and-go corporate execs like Ken Lay from that generation? Maybe I'm just preternaturally jaded.

Well, that's the morning's babble fodder, at least.

belated on my part, but still timely

McJulie of Goth House wrote an excellent essay about Independence Day called In Order to Form a More Purple Union, which I only just read (because I am one of those people who goes through their email in a 'skim' mode, sets things aside to respond to/follow links in/etc. and promptly forgets to follow up).

It closes with a great quote and an excellent point:
Voting is the one thing that rich people in this country don't (or shouldn't, anyway) get more of.