Nan's getting stronger every day. Graft site is amazing, just watching it get smoother and pinker. This very early morning she moved from the pull-out couch in the living room to the bedroom, where I was sleeping. Woke up with the sensation of sweet Nan curled up next to me, something I haven't felt in a month.
Like it was all a bad dream.
Speaking of Bad Dreams, watched the debate last night, or the Baiting of Barack.
He doesn't handle that shit well at all. Too much of a geek when he gets asked policy questions and he's tethered to the post of the Good Not Angry Black Man routine. You can see he wants to shout, but one televised shout and he has to go stand next to Howard Dean in the corner for the rest of his life.
Here are the two responses he should be using to the Nonsense driving the news cycle:
1.Reverend Wright is not running for President. I am. If you have any problems with what Reverend Wright says, said, believes or feels, call up Reverend Wright. Let's move on, please.
2. I don't wear an American flag pin for the same reason that Irish-Americans don't wear green on St. Patrick's Day.
Because they don't have to.
They're Irish-American 365 days a year, not just on the day everyone else gets excited about it. Every single neo-con that got us into the disaster in Iraq was wearing a flag pin when they engineered this disaster. Do you feel better about their decisions and choices, knowing they were wearing a flag pin?
If the Sheriff is coming over to post a sign on your door saying you are being evicted, will you feel better if he has a flag pinned to his shirt?
This is one of the All-Time Greatest Non-Issues, people. Stop acting like morons, real problems are out there and they are not solving themselves.
I'm talking to you, George S. and you too, Charlie.
Now let's move on, please.