Help, I have cancer!
Okay, not really. But it feels like it. I feel like vomiting, and fainting. I can't see straight, and I have a terrible headache. My right ovary hurts. My neck hurts. My throat is dry. My feet are damp. I am exhausted.
I am always surprised at the sheer extent of physical debility that hits me when I get depressed. I shouldn't be, however: it's a systemic illness. Things would be much easier if it just stuck to mucking around with my moods, but it sticks its nasty little fingers into everything inside me. I've been infiltrated.
Anyway, so here I sit, feeling like death and staving off panic at the things that George Bush has the gall to say in public now, and worse, to do in private. I shouldn't panic -- I've seen these things coming. There's nothing new here, in these revelations that we're being spied on, that Greenpeace and The Catholic Workers are considered fair game for counter-terrorism investigations. Or perhaps I should panic, even though these things are not new. Better to panic than to have become inured.
Further important points on spying:
1) When the New York Times said "about a year" (see my post yesterday), they did in fact mean, "about a year and a few months". They knew the government was breaking the law BEFORE the elections, and they didn't tell us. Fuck you very much, NYTimes.
2) The Blogosphere seems to think that the NSA flap is probably about some kind of new technology, not just plain old wiretaps. Brad DeLong writes:
As to why they didn't create some oversight checks-and-balances--why they weren't worried about handing such powers to a future left-wing president--there are two possible answers: (a) They are really stupid. (b) They are really evil--they do not intend for there to be a left-wing president ever again. I vote for (a) myself. I wish I could suppress the still small voices in my head that are whispering (b).
I hate the way this administration has turned me into a nutbar conspiracy theorist.
Impeach George W. Bush. Impeach Richard Cheney. Do it now.
3) Unrelated to the NSA spying, the FBI's spying:
One F.B.I. document indicates that agents in Indianapolis planned to conduct surveillance as part of a "Vegan Community Project." Another document talks of the Catholic Workers group's "semi-communistic ideology." A third indicates the bureau's interest in determining the location of a protest over llama fur planned by People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals.
4) Even George Will is, in an impressively convoluted way, irritated with Bush:
On the assumption that Congress or a court would have been cooperative in September 2001, and that the cooperation could have kept necessary actions clearly lawful without conferring any benefit on the nation's enemies, the president's decision to authorize the NSA's surveillance without the complicity of a court or Congress was a mistake. Perhaps one caused by this administration's almost metabolic urge to keep Congress unnecessarily distant and hence disgruntled.
Oops, I hear the final scene in Wallace and Grommit ("oh, no, not cheese") 'The Sheep One', as the kid calls it, so I gotta go.
4 Comments:
Hey, for comic relief, do what I did today. Watch (the original)In Cold Blood! Sure made me forget about Dubya!
For two hours.
If only I could! That's how I used to get through the winter -- lots and lots of movies. Now I have an impressionable young mind to protect from the evil TV-box...
Don't be depressed! There - that helps now doesn't it? Why of course it does.
Thanks for linking to my blog, by the way (hairytruth.blogspot.com).
Truth4achange, uselessly
Well, I'm reading, and I don't even have existentialism this year. Weird. But I think I only maintain that by not thinking anything more taxing than "bocka bocka bocka." It's a damn dirty trade-off.
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