Because that's exactly one minute before I get to clock out and leave. I'll tell you what, though, there better be none of that tornado siren business, because I do NOT want to go in the basement for an hour, and leave work only to face a long, rainy, stormy drive home, like last time. I also don't want this town to lose any more of its old trees. We got battered enough in the last storm. And practically, we can't afford another power outage of three days. That outage fried our computers and severely curtailed our attempts to get this library up to par before the start of the school year. So, yeah. I can handle some rain. I have an umbrella. But no funnel clouds and extreme winds! *Shakes fist at sky*
I don't really have much else to say, except that I especially don't have anything to say about politics. I'm sure I'll care madly about the 2008 election when it's closer to the 2008 election, but I'm so stuck in the place of political despair that Bush brought on that I'm not sure how much I can care. Last time, it was like, a mind-shattering defeat that left me unable to listen to anything but sad-bastard music (Ben Folds Five "Autobiography of..." and Death Cab for Cute "Transatlantacism") and unexcited and antipathetic towards everything. I'm hoping to not dig myself into that hole this time, even though of course I'm hoping for a little good news. Ie a Democratic win. At least not a Republican.
I'm just not sure anymore if anyone has enough integrity to live up to my expectations. I'm so sickened by the state of affairs right now that it seems that nothing short of radical change will be acceptable. There are radical candidates out there, but I'm certain they can't get elected. Some time back, I did some online quiz (no idea where it is now, sorry) that was supposed to match up my positions, and my passion for them, with a candidate, and that match was Mike Gravel. I saw Gravel on Bill Maher a few weeks ago, and he's a wildcard, no doubt about. And he said a lot of shit I agree with. Of course, only in some alternative universe is Gravel electable, and I know it. And I always did like little ol' Russ Feingold from our neighboring state, but he proved to be a non-starter, as it was always known he would.
Anyway, I'm sure I could spew out venom every time some political thing happens (though I'm not exactly venomous about the whole Larry Craig thing, just sort of sad again, sad that gay people continually feel the need to deny who they are and be this closeted person), but I'm sick of being angry, too. I've been angry for 7 years now, and it's just time to be done. Don't get me wrong, I'm still capable of great anger, but for my sake, I've decided to just let it go. It sucks, he's doing sucky things, and he will keep doing sucky things until he's pushed out of office. (You know, unless Dick Cheney tried to pull an armed coup and get Pres. Bushy sworn in as lifetime president in January.) I guess if you expect shit, it's not so bothersome when it starts to smell really bad.
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