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Bad day at Black Rock here. I think I may have even lost my will to participate in this mess any longer. A brazillion emails, dozens of anti-war protests, letters to editors, bumperstickers, yard signs, petitions, telephone calls to my representatives (and maybe yours) and consumption of an entire tin of anti-Bush National Embarrassmints. What do I have to show for it? Joe Biden in an asinine cap at Alito`s confirmation hearings. The Supreme Court is poised to be run over the cliff on the right and Biden does a comedy routine. Maybe it was the hat trick that reduced Mrs. Alito to tears...sheer relief that a showboat showed up in place of a tough griller.
I`ve been on this earth for many decades and try to not remain stuck in the past, dreaming up delightful little stories of how things used to be. Change can be a good thing. Moooooving forward as they say. Well, I`m in the forward now and things don`t look so good.
One missing bridegroom sends the graphics folks at MSNBC into overdrive but hundreds of missing people in New Orleans get barely a mention. It`s the lower ninth ward-ing of priorities, about as sensible as that Alaskan bridge to nowhere while we`re cutting student loan benefits. Sensible as Chris Matthews hyperventilating about George W. Bush`s nobility at the same time our war dead are shoved into cargo compartments like excess baggage. Perhaps we`ve reached the point of no return. Maybe this thing is just plain O-V-E-R. Let the millionaires run the place and forget about the guys living under the bridges. Forget the unemployed neighbor. It`s the portfolio, stupid.
This "bad day" I mentioned left me wishing for the emergence of a regular ball-buster....somebody standing on a platform in Washington with a big "D" on it. Someone who`d take a chunk out of Karl Rove`s lily-white hide then start in on the talking points cheerleaders. A plain talking someone who fires every consultant or anyone who even hints at hiring a consultant. A leader who at least knows what it looks like inside a coal mine or a chicken processing factory. Someone who has had to sweat the rent payment or dug through his change looking for money to buy his kid some cough syrup. I really don`t want any more Bidens. I don`t give a sweet damn about how photogenic they are or where they bought their golf clubs. I want a real, old fashioned Democrat. Scrappy, honest, regular. I`ve had my fill of the big hairs. Forty-something years in this party and I think I`m at the end of my political rope.
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