Obama, And Other Stuff
Good morning, dear Reader. Since you’re here reading, I’m going to assume you want to know what I think, even about such a ticklish subject as politics. Of course, I have never hidden my political beliefs–it’s hard to do when one is such a dyed-in-the-wool anarcho-syndicalist liberal. *removes tongue from cheek* (I HAVE actually been called a godless pinko before, but that was during a family gathering.)
If you haven’t already heard or read Obama’s recent speech on his pastor Wright and on race in America, please go do so. It is such a f!cking relief to hear a political candidate who doesn’t speak in sound bites or poll-ese. And yeah, Obama doesn’t give much in the way of specific solutions in this speech–but he is engaged in something far more difficult: saying the unspeakable so we can frame the problem. Before we can have any specific solutions AT ALL we need the problem clearly spoken to the American people. He is speaking not for corporate interests or for an entrenched machine of privilege and position, he’s been listening when people like you and me–no matter how diverse you and I are–and he is speaking to us. Both of us.
It is bloody refreshing to hear a candidate who isn’t confined to “damage control” or trying to find the magic formula for a poll number. Jeez.
You can guess who I’m voting for. In any case, dear Reader, even if you don’t agree with me, please make sure your voter registration is up to date. This is no time for anyone to refuse to vote. We the People need to speak up. We’ve been supine for too long.
Nuff said, on to the next thing. Check out Mark Morford–he’s still thinking about the “new” sins the Vatican had the gall to “announce”. Imagine, they’re saying pedophilia is a sin–after how many lawsuits clearly showing that a black cassock has trouble staying away from little boys? After how many stories of abused trust and innocence lost? The amazing thing, as Morford notes, is that none of the assembled walked up and smacked the announcer of that little piece of sanctimoniousness right in the kisser. Though the one that I think clearly shows hypocrisy is the one against accretion of excessive wealth.
This, from the Vatican, the richest corporation on earth. *sigh*
And now for something completely different: a new take on Richard the Lionheart getting into bed with a French king. God, the Internet is awesome.
Even more Internet awesomeness: recycled images on book covers here and here. (Links gacked from Smart Bitches.)
Hrm. More revisions and a galley proof still on the docket, then a short-story revise and back to actual writing. It can’t happen soon enough. No, I’m not complaining–the more work I have, the happier I am–but I really, really want to get back into creating. I need a few solid months of letting the Muse turn the fire hose outside my head.
*rolls up sleeves* Well. Back to work. Revisions don’t do themselves.