Monthly Archives: November 2004

Doesn’t anyone listen?

Seriously, it needs to stop. If I receive one more piece of We-are-totally-screwed-because-George-W-Bush-is-president-for-4-more-years email, I will hurt someone. I get it. We’re screwed. Stop sending me stupid emails about it and get off your ass and do something then. Get involved. That’s the lesson to be learned this past week. No more should we sit as armchair commentators as the extreme right takes over our country. Stand up, shake off the crumbs, and get moving. And stop sending me fucking emails.

Sorry to rant.

I’m majoring in Naked.

College kids are funny. I love that their biggest fears are their political careers. And only college kids can be this pretentious: “Sean Tice, a junior who is majoring in both English and religious studies, said that talk also circled toward how philosophers like Heidegger might interpret their acts before coming to the realization that harnessing Heidegger to naked sprints in public seems, at best, a reach.”

Raise Your Hand if You’re Sick of Self Pitying Posts (say that 5 times fast)

Okay, I’ve had it. It’s been 2 days. Enough already. We got screwed. Instead of focusing on what we might lose over the next few years, let’s instead try to protect the things we want to keep. Let’s not wallow in our misery. Stop the red state this, the blue state that. People are different, accept it. I don’t know if I will ever understand why so many people voted for Bush, but maybe I’ll read a few books on the subject now. There are some good posts out there with great arguments for picking ourselves up off the ground and dusting off the dirt. Let’s get back to work and show the other side that they haven’t beaten us down.

In an effort to get back to books, but unfortunately, it’s Bush themed

The NYT Book Review has drawn the ire of Jonathan Bush apparently. He objects to their reveiwing the Kitty Kelley biography of the Bush family. He doesn’t object to the review itself, merely that they ran a review of a book that *gasp* “consists for the most part of quotations and commentary lifted from other writers, themselves also quick to seize upon the protection of New York Times v. Sullivan to write a litany of lies not only about our mother and father and the two presidents, but the entire family as well.” Sorry, I can’t feel sorry for you there Jonathan. Not just because of the election yesterday, but also for the fact that your family’s been in the limelight for years. And y’all put yourselves there. And that you are “surprised and deeply offended to see your review, which treats this rotten book seriously” also suggests that you are not a regular reader of the NYT Book Review, at least not of late.

Exercising my motha-fucking constitutional rights

Unless you’ve been living in hole on Mars for the past 6 months, you know today is the end of a giant race. I am not going to wax on about how the race is close, and what we are trying to win, etc. All I really want to post about is my excitement that so many people seem to be voting today. It’s great. My polling place is a senior home across the street from my building and is usually staffed with senior residents. They can be a bit on the slow side when it comes to checking your name off the list. But that does not account for the huge line that ran 2 or more blocks this morning. I feel luckier than some New Yorkers though. I am dreading this evening. But I hope it is all decided tonight. So it takes a shitty president launching an even shittier war to get people out to the polls (yeah, I am saying it. So what? It’s my blog and my opinion). At least we’re getting out there.