two-sided demonization

karl rove was on “meet the press” and various sunday shows yesterday. i didn’t watch any of them, as i’m still on my news fast. getting over the overload.

i did see a clip of him on fox news. i wasn’t watching fox news; some other channel ran the fox news clip. just to clarify.

and, of course, he claimed his mandate from 51% of americans and proclaimed that mr. bush would be hotly pursuing the passage of the anti-gay-marriage constitutional amendment. it’s a priority.

you could have put money on that. but we were getting screwed by the democrats too.
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changing the subject

i’m forcing myself to change the subject today. not, understand, because this massively messed-up election and electorate isn’t on my mind twenty-four seven. because it is. i dream about it, and i daydream about it. and i’m far from finished with telling you what i think. i haven’t even really started yet on the governmental and economic inequities between red and blue states, which is becoming my obsessive passion.

but i have to force myself to take a break, because my little inner voice is telling me to do so. not those big loud voices that talk to me inside my head, which i’ve had to name to palliate them a bit. not those. my little self-preservation voice is telling me to do so.

so i’ll tell you about richard teeter, and el goya.
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lifelong democrat (?)

always. always. straight ticket.

except once. one vote for a republican, just once. it was for sheriff of alachua county, gainesville, fl. i was talked into it by a woman i carpooled with–her husband was on the force, she knew both candidates, and swore she wasn’t steering me wrong.

well the republican sheriff must have worked out fine–at least he never arrested me, so that’s something right there.

otherwise, all democrats. every time.

but now i’m wondering.
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love trumps hate

from a wall street journal article headlined “victory suggests rightward move by the electorate”:

“i always thought love would trump hate,” says bush strategist matthew dowd. because it did, mr. bush’s 51%-48% popular vote edge precisely matched mr. dowd’s pre-election forecast, even as national polls pointed toward a much closer race.

yes indeed. love trumped hate. how exactly did love trump hate? let’s see.
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gentrifying yuppie scumbags

this one goes out to the brave hero on the subway who stopped the homeless man from peeing in a bottle.

i’ll get there. it may take a while.

i like my neighborhood in new york city. it’s called inwood. for those of you who have a vision of manhattan as nothing but tall buildings and wide streets, you’d be surprised to see my area of manhattan, which is tall not buildings, but tall trees.
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when i die

i made a little joke about this subject this weekend, in conversation. i’ll throw it in somewhere. but, especially on a cold rainy-ish monday, i have to tackle this biggest of subjects sometime. plus, my opinions should be down in black and white, in case someone needs to see it. my will has all the legal stuff, but this is the cool stuff. so here goes.
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jamie endorses

i’m not going to ramble as usual. getting right to the point. focusing. omitting needless words. strunk would be proud of me. as george bush the elder said when reading the notes to the speech rather than the speech itself, “message: i care.” and i do. about you, my dear reader. and about this great land of ours.

so no wasting your time when it comes to something this important, something so crucial as my official endorsement of a presidential candidate. if you’re undecided, click “more” and read on.
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blog flog

i’m selling out already. it’s not even a week yet. but there’s an author series here at work and this guy’s book, though i haven’t read it yet, seems like it would be pretty good. it’s called The Bad Guys Won! A Season of Brawling, Boozing, Bimbo-chasing, and Championship Baseball with Straw, Doc, Mookie, Nails, The Kid, and the Rest of the 1986 Mets, the Rowdiest Team Ever to Put on a New York Uniform–and Maybe the Best. pardon the caps. i’m too lazy to change them, and after all, it’s the guy’s title.
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