Emma:
Oh! I have been meaning to pick up The Anarchist In The Library for a long time. I had it on a list for my spouse to get me for Yule, and quite forgot. So thanks!
Currently I am:
re-reading Pratchett & Gaiman, Good Omens, aloud with my husband before sleep;
re-reading (for me) Eddings, the whole Belgariad thingy, aloud with my husband and son, before son's sleep;
reading Gaiman, (the author's preferred version of) American Gods;
And on the 'sitting there, staring at me and making me feel guilty because I really wish I had just a bit more free time' list--Lawrence Lessig, Free Culture.
I'm also sometimes found reading Reclaiming the Game, by William G. Bowen and Sarah A. Levin, and College Football, by John Sayle Watterson.
Even without knowing for sure yet, it's clear that it was a great night for homophobia, misogyny, and the pending theocracy.
I keep running into moderate Republicans here at work, who claim they voted for Bush reluctantly, only because of one or two issues, and seek to disavow responsibility for many or most of their party's platform and actions.
If it turns out like it looks like it will, what I think they all need to hear, frequently, is this: "Hey, he's your guy. You voted for him. In four years, if Iraq isn't a thriving democracy, if the Middle East is still a disaster, if our economy isn't completely recovered and it isn't raining jobs, if new justices are appointed and Roe v. Wade is overturned, if the United States is still engaging in international empire-building and torture, or if any one single child has been left behind--it's your fault."
They don't get it, though. They don't believe they've just signed off on the last four years. They don't believe they are personally responsible.
[delurking]
Oh, yes, yes, yes and yes, Patrick. And yes again, with a loud, loud cheer. The more I read, the more I learn (in the way of real, actual facts, mind), the more convinced I become. I'm a convert, and not just because of the Ohmigod The Election Is Tomorrow butterflies, but because of that other, lighter, tear-gland tickling feeling in my throat and behind my eyes when I think about a Kerry presidency.
My ten-year-old son, Dylan, is a convert. After watching much of the PBS special that was on tonight and begging to stay up later to watch more (of a DOCUMENTARY, about PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATES), Dylan (who is growing out his hair) said, "Do I have young John Kerry hair?" And he postured as if John Kerry is a rock-star.
My husband is a convert. We would be voting democrat anyway, not in an Anyone-But-Bush way, but rather in an A-Democratic-Administration-Will-Appoint-Better-Judges-and-Agency-Heads sort of way.
My admiration for John Kerry is a different animal than my usual, often unshakeable democratic loyalty. It's different. He is a good man, with the courage to stand up for his convictions when they are unpopular, because they are just.
I guess I just needed to read this post to figure out what that teary, slightly fluttery feeling is. It's hope. I believe in John Kerry.
I'm really sorry about the long, rambling, first post ever; I lurk for months, then delurk for one moment and spew my guts all over. One last, hopefully premonitory, bit: Before bed, Dylan said (while preening in the glory of Kerry-hair), "And when I grow up I'll be a great president, too."
[lurking again]
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