Why is it this country applauds failure? The wife has had the news on for two or three hours now, and every five minutes I am having to hear about that “hero” of a captain who was taken hostage by pirates. I seem to remember something about a captain going down with his ship. If pirates try to take you hostage, shouldn’t you go down fighting? Seriously, how are you a hero if you let someone take you hostage? Seems to me like that just makes you a cunt.
My favorite part was when he was compared to the “hero” pilot who crashed his plane into a river. How does crashing your plane make you a hero? So no one died… that’s just pure luck. No one dies when you fly your plane to where you are going and land properly like most other pilots do, either, but pilots with good records aren’t called heroes. Nor do most people think of teachers, parents, cops, firefighters, EMTs, honest politicians and press agents, nor any of the other people who help keep people safe and informed enough that we can participate in governing our country and our lives.
Today, call your parents. Visit an old teacher. Shake a cop’s hand. Find a real hero and tell them that you appreciate them.
And mom, dad, if y’all manage to come across my blog, thank you for raising me as well as you did. You guys are my heroes.
A couple of weeks ago at work, I got into a political discussion, trying to talk some sense into this guy, Carl (not his real name). I was trying to tell him why Operation Enduring
Oppression Freedom was a stupid waste of our tax dollars, since we can’t even decide why we are there. (Weapons of mass destruction? 9-11? Oust a ruthless dictator? Spreading democracy? Anything but oil, it seems, will fly as an excuse.)
Carl replied that he was sure there were WMDs, but Saddam just “hid them in Iran”. I explained to him that if Iraq had WMDs in Iran, they would have detonated them by now. He looked confused, so I went on to explain how Iraq and Iran are bitter enemies, and the only thing they really have in common, other than a border, is hatred of America. This was obviously news to him.
I wonder what he would have said if I had continued and told him how a large chunk of Saddam’s weapons were given to them by the good old US of A, back when George Bush I was Vice President, to fight Iran.
Normally I would shake my head and sadly laugh at this level of ignorance (he wasn’t young by any means, and should have remembered all this from the ’80s), but right now, it is more scary than sad or funny. People like Carl are going to flock to the polls tomorrow, to vote for the very people who put us in Iraq to begin with. I urge you, my humble reader, to go vote tomorrow. Research the candidates in your district so you can make a more informed decision than Carl will make, and go help balance out all the ignorance.
I am 25 now. Doesn’t seem much different, but I guess I say that every year.
Saw Beth last weekend — she came by to say happy birthday to Rachel and I (Rach’s birthday was last Wednesday)
Jennifer and my one year anniversary is coming up at the end of this month. Has it been a year already? We are celebrating at SIx Flags.
Working overnight all week because we have some big audit coming up.
Working at migrating to WordPress (again). I am starting to feel limited by TextPattern. I would still recommend TxP to almost anyone, though.
We were supposed to be moving soon, but it looks like we won’t after all. Sucks, but I am at least going to insist on moving to a different apartment in this complex.
And now I have to leave for work.
Joe gets up at 6 a.m. and fills his coffeepot with water to prepare his morning coffee. The water is clean and safe because some tree-hugging liberal fought for maximum water-quality standards.
With his first swallow of coffee, he takes his daily medication. His medications are safe to take because some stupid commie liberal fought to insure their safety and that they work as advertised.
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Quite a bit of blood has been shed through the ages over Jerusalem. From the crusades to the current conflict, and the indirect such as the September 11 attacks and even World War II. The solution to the whole thing is so painfully obvious, though, I don’t know why I haven’t ever heard it discussed.
Nuke the Holy Land.
Not out of aggression, mind you. Tell everyone there that we are gonna, help them relocate, give them money, whatever. But after everyone is out (who is willing to leave, at least) drop a big nasty dirty bomb. Or intentionally create a Chernobyl-type meltdown. It doesn’t matter. Just make sure it is uninhabitable for a long long time.
Because seriously, why would anyone fight over land that they can’t use anyway?