Thursday, July 07, 2005


Still a few hours before I say adios to the Great Liberal North. I feel like breaking into song ...

There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple too
And up in the nursery an absurd little bird
Is popping out to say ...

Chinga tu madre! Judith Miller is looking at 120 days of imprisonment for refusing to name sources "to an inquiry into the unmasking of a CIA agent." The American government has their priorities confused: they're going after ambitious journalists instead of ambitious terrorists. Hautily engaging the public in a desperate display of moral superiority ("That'll set an example!"), they're purposely dismissing the obvious obstacles continuously plaguing their side of the conflict half-way across the world. What is the point of playing shadow puppets when the master's hands are seen? Rhetoric is useless by now. Donald Rumsfeld has predicted another 12 years of on-going fighting. A modest estimation considering the US is stretching thin resources as it is. It's not reassuring knowing America's post-Monroe imperialist agenda is being squashed by its own lack of military might (which, against popular belief, does not run around the region of a million in-service personnel. Slate reports that, "[F]ewer than 40 percent of [soldiers] -- 391,460 -- are combat soldiers. And fewer than 40 percent of those combat soldiers -- 149,406 -- are members of the active armed forces." Thus, pitiful fighting power.) The Euro is growing in influence as the US dollar keeps slipping, previously unthreatened under the leadership of Clinton whose one greatest achievement could arguably be revitalizing the buck for another decade. (I read that a substantial number of illegal arms dealers now recognize only Continental currency.) Unbelievable! While diplomats are being hauled away to be brutally murdered and mockingly tried to re-establish Sharian law, White House wranglers are trying to stifle anything deemed dangerous and entropic or could possibly challenge the current social climate within the comforts of the corporatocracy.

I'm so sleepy I don't even know where I was going with this. Cake, cake is good.


Dear Angelic Diary?! My sister totally ripped me off! Who's she trying to fool?

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