Sep. 15th, 2005

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I'm just tired of it all.
At night, when Adam and I come home, we watch Bill Maher and listen to Sean Hannity, and we talk about what the president has done that has been beneficial. And then the next day, I completely forget it all because all I see, hear, and read is how President Bush has murdered his own people, alienated the rest of the planet, and how he is the biggest fuck-up the world has ever seen. All the evidence points to it. I can't argue.
I'm so tired of it, I am almost ready to agree. I really am. If everyone says it's true, it must be true. According to the media, bloggers, and word of mouth, here has been no evidence to show that he's done anything but hurt our country. I'm hallucinating. He has never done anything right, and he never will, and he will keep fucking up until we are all dead.
No one likes him, except for a silent minority. No one here likes him, except for a few people. Seriously, no one on LJ that I know of actually likes the man. I don't like him, either, but I don't call him the nastiest things I can think of.

I feel like there is just no place now for thinking nice thoughts about this man. And the media doesn't help. They play up one side of every story, feasting noisily on every anti-Bush comment and completely ignoring any little good thing he does, like when he gives someone a hug or promises to clean up the mess, or, gods forbid, admit he has made mistakes.

I feel like I am drowning some days, drowning in a sea of hate and revulsion, black thoughts and thick rage. People say he needs to be impeached. People look at him and see ignorance and stupidity. I used to see that, I really did. Now what I see is a man struggling to stand under the weight of so much rage and hate that it is amazing he can even open his mouth anymore. I see him in this light not as a leader of a country, but as a human being. This isn't about his job as President anymore, it's about who he is as a person. If I were so hated like this, I'd kill myself. I would. Yes, he is a bad president. But how bad of a person is he? Someone called him a sociopath and a murderer. But I have seen more compassion and empathy in his eyes than presidents in the past.

I am still a conservative libertarian. I can't be a liberal anymore, and I won't be a far right conservative. But I feel very, very alone right now. Did you know that every single Google search I have done on President Bush is either turning up comments about how much he sucks, how reviled he is, what a monster, moron, chimp and jerk he is; or comments by fundamentalist Christians urging him to make abortion and gay marriage totally illegal? I cannot find one website that truly takes Bush from an objective point of view and calls to light the things he has done that don't seem awful. Do you know what that says about people? To me, it shows that there is no such thing as true objectivity anymore in politics.

I am almost ashamed of my country. I have never, ever seen such a capacity for hatred. If you want to be angry at the man, be angry. You should be very angry. He's been breaking promises, hasn't he? He's been spending too much. He's been careless. So yes. Be angry.
Anger is good. Anger motivates. Anger gets things done!
Anger cleanses. Anger makes you realize that something must be done.
Hate... hate just simmers. It crushes. It destroys. It blackens. It rots you from the inside out. When you hate, you don't do anything. You can't. And a piece of you dies every day.
This country hates its President. No matter who that president may be, I think that is horrible. I am very upset and frustrated. I don't know what else to say.

This is why I despise politics.

I am not suggesting that people cut him a break or start praising him. No, you should keep hating him. It's your right. And perhaps everything you say is true, as all your evidence suggests. Just... please, please, please, keep in mind the things that hate can do to a person.
I am not asking you to start liking him.
I am asking you to think about not hating.

Addendum: I did want to add something, and Beca, thank you very, very much for voicing this:
Quoted from ronin_lethe:
"mr. moore is an excellent showman, this i will never deny. and bush has done a lot of things wrong, a great deal that i disagree with. but i will ALWAYS choose action over inertia. i will prefer someone who does SOMETHING over the one who sits at home and complains about that something. especially when the complainer is one who has made a small fortune wringing every drop of pathos from what he's complaining about in the form of a "documentary" in which he turned my city's tragedy into an anti-bush propaganda piece."
brightrosefox: (Default)
I'm just tired of it all.
At night, when Adam and I come home, we watch Bill Maher and listen to Sean Hannity, and we talk about what the president has done that has been beneficial. And then the next day, I completely forget it all because all I see, hear, and read is how President Bush has murdered his own people, alienated the rest of the planet, and how he is the biggest fuck-up the world has ever seen. All the evidence points to it. I can't argue.
I'm so tired of it, I am almost ready to agree. I really am. If everyone says it's true, it must be true. According to the media, bloggers, and word of mouth, here has been no evidence to show that he's done anything but hurt our country. I'm hallucinating. He has never done anything right, and he never will, and he will keep fucking up until we are all dead.
No one likes him, except for a silent minority. No one here likes him, except for a few people. Seriously, no one on LJ that I know of actually likes the man. I don't like him, either, but I don't call him the nastiest things I can think of.

I feel like there is just no place now for thinking nice thoughts about this man. And the media doesn't help. They play up one side of every story, feasting noisily on every anti-Bush comment and completely ignoring any little good thing he does, like when he gives someone a hug or promises to clean up the mess, or, gods forbid, admit he has made mistakes.

I feel like I am drowning some days, drowning in a sea of hate and revulsion, black thoughts and thick rage. People say he needs to be impeached. People look at him and see ignorance and stupidity. I used to see that, I really did. Now what I see is a man struggling to stand under the weight of so much rage and hate that it is amazing he can even open his mouth anymore. I see him in this light not as a leader of a country, but as a human being. This isn't about his job as President anymore, it's about who he is as a person. If I were so hated like this, I'd kill myself. I would. Yes, he is a bad president. But how bad of a person is he? Someone called him a sociopath and a murderer. But I have seen more compassion and empathy in his eyes than presidents in the past.

I am still a conservative libertarian. I can't be a liberal anymore, and I won't be a far right conservative. But I feel very, very alone right now. Did you know that every single Google search I have done on President Bush is either turning up comments about how much he sucks, how reviled he is, what a monster, moron, chimp and jerk he is; or comments by fundamentalist Christians urging him to make abortion and gay marriage totally illegal? I cannot find one website that truly takes Bush from an objective point of view and calls to light the things he has done that don't seem awful. Do you know what that says about people? To me, it shows that there is no such thing as true objectivity anymore in politics.

I am almost ashamed of my country. I have never, ever seen such a capacity for hatred. If you want to be angry at the man, be angry. You should be very angry. He's been breaking promises, hasn't he? He's been spending too much. He's been careless. So yes. Be angry.
Anger is good. Anger motivates. Anger gets things done!
Anger cleanses. Anger makes you realize that something must be done.
Hate... hate just simmers. It crushes. It destroys. It blackens. It rots you from the inside out. When you hate, you don't do anything. You can't. And a piece of you dies every day.
This country hates its President. No matter who that president may be, I think that is horrible. I am very upset and frustrated. I don't know what else to say.

This is why I despise politics.

I am not suggesting that people cut him a break or start praising him. No, you should keep hating him. It's your right. And perhaps everything you say is true, as all your evidence suggests. Just... please, please, please, keep in mind the things that hate can do to a person.
I am not asking you to start liking him.
I am asking you to think about not hating.

Addendum: I did want to add something, and Beca, thank you very, very much for voicing this:
Quoted from ronin_lethe:
"mr. moore is an excellent showman, this i will never deny. and bush has done a lot of things wrong, a great deal that i disagree with. but i will ALWAYS choose action over inertia. i will prefer someone who does SOMETHING over the one who sits at home and complains about that something. especially when the complainer is one who has made a small fortune wringing every drop of pathos from what he's complaining about in the form of a "documentary" in which he turned my city's tragedy into an anti-bush propaganda piece."
brightrosefox: (Default)
I'm just tired of it all.
At night, when Adam and I come home, we watch Bill Maher and listen to Sean Hannity, and we talk about what the president has done that has been beneficial. And then the next day, I completely forget it all because all I see, hear, and read is how President Bush has murdered his own people, alienated the rest of the planet, and how he is the biggest fuck-up the world has ever seen. All the evidence points to it. I can't argue.
I'm so tired of it, I am almost ready to agree. I really am. If everyone says it's true, it must be true. According to the media, bloggers, and word of mouth, here has been no evidence to show that he's done anything but hurt our country. I'm hallucinating. He has never done anything right, and he never will, and he will keep fucking up until we are all dead.
No one likes him, except for a silent minority. No one here likes him, except for a few people. Seriously, no one on LJ that I know of actually likes the man. I don't like him, either, but I don't call him the nastiest things I can think of.

I feel like there is just no place now for thinking nice thoughts about this man. And the media doesn't help. They play up one side of every story, feasting noisily on every anti-Bush comment and completely ignoring any little good thing he does, like when he gives someone a hug or promises to clean up the mess, or, gods forbid, admit he has made mistakes.

I feel like I am drowning some days, drowning in a sea of hate and revulsion, black thoughts and thick rage. People say he needs to be impeached. People look at him and see ignorance and stupidity. I used to see that, I really did. Now what I see is a man struggling to stand under the weight of so much rage and hate that it is amazing he can even open his mouth anymore. I see him in this light not as a leader of a country, but as a human being. This isn't about his job as President anymore, it's about who he is as a person. If I were so hated like this, I'd kill myself. I would. Yes, he is a bad president. But how bad of a person is he? Someone called him a sociopath and a murderer. But I have seen more compassion and empathy in his eyes than presidents in the past.

I am still a conservative libertarian. I can't be a liberal anymore, and I won't be a far right conservative. But I feel very, very alone right now. Did you know that every single Google search I have done on President Bush is either turning up comments about how much he sucks, how reviled he is, what a monster, moron, chimp and jerk he is; or comments by fundamentalist Christians urging him to make abortion and gay marriage totally illegal? I cannot find one website that truly takes Bush from an objective point of view and calls to light the things he has done that don't seem awful. Do you know what that says about people? To me, it shows that there is no such thing as true objectivity anymore in politics.

I am almost ashamed of my country. I have never, ever seen such a capacity for hatred. If you want to be angry at the man, be angry. You should be very angry. He's been breaking promises, hasn't he? He's been spending too much. He's been careless. So yes. Be angry.
Anger is good. Anger motivates. Anger gets things done!
Anger cleanses. Anger makes you realize that something must be done.
Hate... hate just simmers. It crushes. It destroys. It blackens. It rots you from the inside out. When you hate, you don't do anything. You can't. And a piece of you dies every day.
This country hates its President. No matter who that president may be, I think that is horrible. I am very upset and frustrated. I don't know what else to say.

This is why I despise politics.

I am not suggesting that people cut him a break or start praising him. No, you should keep hating him. It's your right. And perhaps everything you say is true, as all your evidence suggests. Just... please, please, please, keep in mind the things that hate can do to a person.
I am not asking you to start liking him.
I am asking you to think about not hating.

Addendum: I did want to add something, and Beca, thank you very, very much for voicing this:
Quoted from ronin_lethe:
"mr. moore is an excellent showman, this i will never deny. and bush has done a lot of things wrong, a great deal that i disagree with. but i will ALWAYS choose action over inertia. i will prefer someone who does SOMETHING over the one who sits at home and complains about that something. especially when the complainer is one who has made a small fortune wringing every drop of pathos from what he's complaining about in the form of a "documentary" in which he turned my city's tragedy into an anti-bush propaganda piece."
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My husband's take on what George W. Bush has done right.

This is what I meant. This is it. All those things I couldn't remember.
This is what I really wanted to say.
Thank you, Adam.

(And if anyone has a problem with the spelling and grammar, my husband is a severe dyslexic. Deal with it. He's not great at communicating his ideas. Neither is the leader of our country, as we all know.)

And if you really don't like or disagree with this... I don't care. Neither does he. I'd say fuck off, but I'm a nice girl.
brightrosefox: (Default)
My husband's take on what George W. Bush has done right.

This is what I meant. This is it. All those things I couldn't remember.
This is what I really wanted to say.
Thank you, Adam.

(And if anyone has a problem with the spelling and grammar, my husband is a severe dyslexic. Deal with it. He's not great at communicating his ideas. Neither is the leader of our country, as we all know.)

And if you really don't like or disagree with this... I don't care. Neither does he. I'd say fuck off, but I'm a nice girl.
brightrosefox: (Default)
My husband's take on what George W. Bush has done right.

This is what I meant. This is it. All those things I couldn't remember.
This is what I really wanted to say.
Thank you, Adam.

(And if anyone has a problem with the spelling and grammar, my husband is a severe dyslexic. Deal with it. He's not great at communicating his ideas. Neither is the leader of our country, as we all know.)

And if you really don't like or disagree with this... I don't care. Neither does he. I'd say fuck off, but I'm a nice girl.

Kittens

Sep. 15th, 2005 02:48 pm
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In an attempt to cheer myself up, I will talk about the new friend I made this morning.
Every work day, I leave the house just after seven, to catch the bus down by the main road. I usually walk past the neighboring townhouses, which all have high wood fences. This morning, as I walked past the last two, I glanced up and saw a tiny gray kitten with golden eyes walking along the outer perimeter of one of the fences. My gods, he was beautiful. Dark smoke gray, eyes like liquid amber whiskey with darker gold in the middle. I immediately stopped, held out my hand, and began cooing and sweet-talking. The neighbor in the house next to that fence, Michelle, said that he had been recently adopted; she didn't know his name. He was the friendliest, most outgoing kitten I've met so far, evidenced by how he was purring happily and rubbing his head enthusiastically against my hand. I wanted to just pick him up and cuddle him. I wish I had a camera. What a sweet little baby.

I have decided that I am not going to think about politics anymore for a while, until I calm down. It's still hard to breathe. I will say that I still have faith, in my heart, no matter what anyone tells me, and that maybe one day things will get better. I just really don't like arguments and shit-slinging. Literally makes my lungs close up. So, no more for today.

Think about kittens.
Cute kittens.
Sweet kittens.

Kittens!

Also, it's hot as bloody hell out there. Where's my rain?

Kittens

Sep. 15th, 2005 02:48 pm
brightrosefox: (Default)
In an attempt to cheer myself up, I will talk about the new friend I made this morning.
Every work day, I leave the house just after seven, to catch the bus down by the main road. I usually walk past the neighboring townhouses, which all have high wood fences. This morning, as I walked past the last two, I glanced up and saw a tiny gray kitten with golden eyes walking along the outer perimeter of one of the fences. My gods, he was beautiful. Dark smoke gray, eyes like liquid amber whiskey with darker gold in the middle. I immediately stopped, held out my hand, and began cooing and sweet-talking. The neighbor in the house next to that fence, Michelle, said that he had been recently adopted; she didn't know his name. He was the friendliest, most outgoing kitten I've met so far, evidenced by how he was purring happily and rubbing his head enthusiastically against my hand. I wanted to just pick him up and cuddle him. I wish I had a camera. What a sweet little baby.

I have decided that I am not going to think about politics anymore for a while, until I calm down. It's still hard to breathe. I will say that I still have faith, in my heart, no matter what anyone tells me, and that maybe one day things will get better. I just really don't like arguments and shit-slinging. Literally makes my lungs close up. So, no more for today.

Think about kittens.
Cute kittens.
Sweet kittens.

Kittens!

Also, it's hot as bloody hell out there. Where's my rain?

Kittens

Sep. 15th, 2005 02:48 pm
brightrosefox: (Default)
In an attempt to cheer myself up, I will talk about the new friend I made this morning.
Every work day, I leave the house just after seven, to catch the bus down by the main road. I usually walk past the neighboring townhouses, which all have high wood fences. This morning, as I walked past the last two, I glanced up and saw a tiny gray kitten with golden eyes walking along the outer perimeter of one of the fences. My gods, he was beautiful. Dark smoke gray, eyes like liquid amber whiskey with darker gold in the middle. I immediately stopped, held out my hand, and began cooing and sweet-talking. The neighbor in the house next to that fence, Michelle, said that he had been recently adopted; she didn't know his name. He was the friendliest, most outgoing kitten I've met so far, evidenced by how he was purring happily and rubbing his head enthusiastically against my hand. I wanted to just pick him up and cuddle him. I wish I had a camera. What a sweet little baby.

I have decided that I am not going to think about politics anymore for a while, until I calm down. It's still hard to breathe. I will say that I still have faith, in my heart, no matter what anyone tells me, and that maybe one day things will get better. I just really don't like arguments and shit-slinging. Literally makes my lungs close up. So, no more for today.

Think about kittens.
Cute kittens.
Sweet kittens.

Kittens!

Also, it's hot as bloody hell out there. Where's my rain?
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Your past life diagnosis:
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I don't know how you feel about it, but you were female in your last earthly incarnation.
You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Romania around the year 850.
Your profession was that of a map maker, astrologer, astronomer.
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Your brief psychological profile in your past life:
Timid, constrained, quiet person. You had creative talents, which waited until this life to be liberated. Sometimes your environment considered you strange.
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The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:
It always seemed to you that your perceptions of the world are somewhat different. Your lesson is to trust your intuition as your best guide in your present life.
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Do you remember now?
brightrosefox: (Default)
Your past life diagnosis:
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I don't know how you feel about it, but you were female in your last earthly incarnation.
You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Romania around the year 850.
Your profession was that of a map maker, astrologer, astronomer.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Your brief psychological profile in your past life:
Timid, constrained, quiet person. You had creative talents, which waited until this life to be liberated. Sometimes your environment considered you strange.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:
It always seemed to you that your perceptions of the world are somewhat different. Your lesson is to trust your intuition as your best guide in your present life.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Do you remember now?
brightrosefox: (Default)
Your past life diagnosis:
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I don't know how you feel about it, but you were female in your last earthly incarnation.
You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Romania around the year 850.
Your profession was that of a map maker, astrologer, astronomer.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Your brief psychological profile in your past life:
Timid, constrained, quiet person. You had creative talents, which waited until this life to be liberated. Sometimes your environment considered you strange.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:
It always seemed to you that your perceptions of the world are somewhat different. Your lesson is to trust your intuition as your best guide in your present life.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Do you remember now?

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