Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Meanwhile, In the Reality-Based Community...
The whole Curtis story sucked me in and I confess that I spent way too much time following the thread on DKos hoping to see if any new developments would crack.
Not much to report. I talked to a friend last night and she said, "This could be the next Watergate!"
"Yes, that's what I've been thinking..."
"BIGGER than Watergate! This blows a burglary out of the water!"
"We'll see..."
Obviously, my enthusisasm for the story had waned a bit. Not so much because a bit of skepticism had crept in (although there was some of that) but I was just... tired. Exhausted. The thought that the Curtis story could blow the lid off a story my gut had always told me was valid had me psyched up.
After four years of gritting my teeth and clenching my fists, only to learn that I had another four years of that, has me ready to knock something over - ANYTHING. Nothing would make me happier than to have hard evidence that the election was rigged so I would have sound rationale for smashing bobblehead dolls. As a therapist with a degree in Neuropsychology (and a strong background in Evolutionary Biology), I know the value of alleviating stress by busting stuff up.
Short of that, I'll direct you to some other developments around the blogosphere:
Josh Marshall has been carrying a good series on why Kerik is the wrong man for DHS on TPM.
Don over at Blah3 links to a story about a Fundie loudmouth who has gone to China to get fetal stem-cell implants.
The always informative Juan Cole keeps us abreast of the catastrophic... um, catastrophe in Iraq.
You can surf the rest... time to get my daughter to kindergarten.
Not much to report. I talked to a friend last night and she said, "This could be the next Watergate!"
"Yes, that's what I've been thinking..."
"BIGGER than Watergate! This blows a burglary out of the water!"
"We'll see..."
Obviously, my enthusisasm for the story had waned a bit. Not so much because a bit of skepticism had crept in (although there was some of that) but I was just... tired. Exhausted. The thought that the Curtis story could blow the lid off a story my gut had always told me was valid had me psyched up.
After four years of gritting my teeth and clenching my fists, only to learn that I had another four years of that, has me ready to knock something over - ANYTHING. Nothing would make me happier than to have hard evidence that the election was rigged so I would have sound rationale for smashing bobblehead dolls. As a therapist with a degree in Neuropsychology (and a strong background in Evolutionary Biology), I know the value of alleviating stress by busting stuff up.
Short of that, I'll direct you to some other developments around the blogosphere:
Josh Marshall has been carrying a good series on why Kerik is the wrong man for DHS on TPM.
Don over at Blah3 links to a story about a Fundie loudmouth who has gone to China to get fetal stem-cell implants.
The always informative Juan Cole keeps us abreast of the catastrophic... um, catastrophe in Iraq.
You can surf the rest... time to get my daughter to kindergarten.
