I've been quiet lately. I've been trying to care, but frankly it's been really difficult. Whether I'm listening to Keith Obermann doing Gonzo journalism in response to Ann Coulter, using his dad in much the way that Hunter Thompson used the desire to find a tatooist for his wife or watching the Roumanian skier who has lived in Vancouver for decades crash and burn on her last event or listening to Bill O'Reilly babble or whatever, I basically don't give a damn -- fuck 'em all.
Today's health care nonsense is a mesmerizingly great idea. For something. A year ago might have been good. However, the piles of stupid outreach by the Democrats and the manure lagoons of Republican bad faith have made the whole thing stupid. Mitch McConnell whines that the time isn't equal, and the President points out that McConnell might be right, but he's the fucking president so sit down. Maddow wondered last night wondered why bombthrowing Anthony Hebrew National Wiener isn't on the bill, and frankly, so do I. After all, he's the most prominent leftist bombthrower on health care whereas all the Republicans at the table are bombthrowers from the right. The Democrats are having fun with the Republican impotence, finally; however, they aren't sufficiently vicious to really put on a show.
Meanwhile, our national soap operas continue. Charleston TV will broadcast the appearance of Jenny Sanford explaining why she's divorcing her husband. She has to attend; he can send an affidavit, and I'm sure he's doing that so he can spend the day hiking the Appalachian trail and wondering how he comes back from this. Those two classy explanations of gender and race relations, Courtney Love and John Mayer, are back. Courtney announces through the Twitter machine that she'd like to hatefuck Mayer, perhaps in return for guitar lessons...she acknowledges that he is the better guitar player, the first coherent thing she's said in human memory. My cat is a better guitarist than the Queen Wannabe of Grunge and Punk Alternative. Why exactly do we care? Why should we?
And, people are still getting killed in Iraq and Afghanistan. Haiti remains a disaster. The market is confused. Joe Biden is unhappy that people are complaining about American imperial decay; some Brit dweeb chooses to tell us all how right he is, it's all relative and we're neither Rome not Britain; he then announces that "Still, history is our only guide. It is natural to seek instruction from it about the trajectory of earlier great powers, especially at a time when the weary American Titan seems to be staggering under “the too vast orb of its fate.” He then counsels us not to not take the counsel of Gibbon. I've been trying to read Gibbon for 20 years, off and on, and frankly, the only reason to read him is to do what he tells us not to, in this guy's words, "comparing epochs remote from one another."
That's the reason for history...Yes, of course things will be different, but the patterns are what we're looking for, not details.
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