Politics
The Will of the People
So, I was exchanging pleasantries with a recent lobotomy victim, and he brought up how a judge in California had just “overturned the will of the people” in the gay marriage ban issue. His point was, just because a judge says it’s legal doesn’t mean it’s right. You know, I’ll concede that point in general, but in this particular case, I think an even better case can be made for the opposite. The “will of the people”, frankly, is often just mean, spiteful, and evil.
Having our cake. Eating it. Charging it to the kids.
So, once again, the United States Senate fails to make the hard decisions required to ensure the long term financial viability of the nation, and even goes as far as to lambaste the single, rare soul making a principled stand for fiscal responsibility. Shocking, no?
Where It All Began
I was thinking about an incident that occurred in an economics course I took a decade or so ago on the commute home this evening. I don't know why it popped into my mind, but for some reason, there it was, pissing me off just like it did when it first occurred.
DIY Anti-Terrorism
Amanda Ripley wrote a great piece in Time the other day about how we're all being trained to count on the TSA and other governmental agencies to protect us from threats like the Christmas Day plane bomber.
Sign of the Times
I was listening to a mix CD on the way in to work this morning. Most of my mix CDs are by "era", and this one came from 1990. I remember that as a time a time of great hope. Twelve years of Republican rule had just ended, and change was in the wind. The Berlin wall had come down, and Soviet Union was falling apart. The cold war had ended and the good guys had won.
Amazing what a little perspective will tell you about such hopes.
Where It All Began
I was thinking about an incident that occurred in an economics course I took a decade or so ago on the commute home this evening. I don't know why it popped into my mind, but for some reason, there it was, pissing me off just like it did when it first occurred. The incident in question was particularly significant because it was responsible for sending me off on my current political trajectory.
Last Refuge of Scoundrels
As we celebrate the last of the Summer holidays, there's something about the first that's been gnawing at me for a couple months. See, the 4th of July always seems to bring out the angry curmudgeon in me, as few other things can. I don't like the heat. The parade is lame. The fireworks display is crowded, the wait is too long, and the traffic getting home is abominable. Mostly, though, I don't like all the patriots.
