You Say It's My Birthday?
Published November 03, 2004
For my 37th birthday I've received the re-election of Dubya to the White House.
People complain about it if their birthdays are near Christmas. I know, my Mom's is, and while she's never said a word, I'm pretty sure it's a pisser to have everyone assume you want all your present-giving days lumped together that way.
My sister's birthday is September 10th. No, it's not that day, the one that along with December 7th lives in infamy, but it's close enough, dontcha think?
Mine falls on, or near, every 4 years, the presidential elections.
Does this suck, you ask?
Kinda.
This year it's today, The Day After, November 3. As I write this Kerry's not conceding Ohio yet, but Dubya's pretty sure he's done won the whole dang thing anyhoo. Republicans will now control, from the Senate and Congressional results I've seen, every damned thing in sight.
Now, don't get me wrong...if we were only talking about criminal justice, taxes, the right to bear arms, (even though I bear none, I appreciate the right,) and a number of other things that escape me at the moment, I'd pretty much look, smell, and sound like a republican. I do believe that history does seem to bear out the old saw that whenever a Dem is in the White House the economy improves, people have more nasty sex, and the crime rate goes up, but it's Republican hawkishness that helped keep the communist wolf at bay from Stalin's day till the late 80's, with the exception of JFK's face-off with Khruschev in an October now long past. When Dubya entered the White House four years ago, I cashed that pay-off he sent through the IRS with a smile. Even when he was Governor of Texas and sent ole Karla Faye Tucker to Jesus, where she surely must have wanted to be after her death-row conversion to the same, I kind of thought I liked the guy. (Karla Faye, if you don't know, was a confessed axe murderess who once said that hacking one of her victims to death gave her an orgasm.)
But here's what sucks: in this election, more than 10 states - I'm a sure a commenter could give me the exact number - passed "marriage" acts, affirming that marriage is between a man and a woman. With the advent of more republicans in congress and Dubya's re-election, plus the opportunity the president will have now to finally get some more of his taliban - oops, I mean judicial candidates - on the Supreme Court, I'm pretty sure Roe v. Wade is going to be in some sort of trouble. Pointy-headed intellectualism, which for all it's obnoxiousness nonetheless produces Original Thoughts often enough to merit respect, is going to become about as popular as it was with Pol Pot - you know, the Cambodian dictator who issued pogroms on people wearing glasses, basically anyone who even smelled like an intellectual.
- You Say It's My Birthday?
- Published: November 03, 2004
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- Writer: Steve Huff
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Thank you! I've celebrated by taking a nap and changing my kid's diapers. It's been a BLAST!
I even seem to recall at one point early on in the operation in Iraq, that ole Dubya proclaimed our mission a 'Crusade'. While he had to back off of that remark, it is quite revealing. Just speculation, but could it be that in his peanut-sized mind, he sees this as spreading not democracy, but Christianity? Maybe he skipped his history classes at Yale and just got shit-faced instead.
Anthony - I believe he said it was a 'crusade' during his address to the nation shortly after 9/11...I do remember cringing when I heard him use that word! Definately not a good choice of words there!
I believe he said it was a 'crusade' during his address to the nation shortly after 9/11
And that was part of Bush's "great leadership" in response to 9/11?
Personally, I wished then, and I wish now, that Al Gore had been president.
Now that you all mention it, I recall the crusade remark as well. And I, too, cringed. Look, the part of me that was raised by an uber-hawk Daddy sometimes thinks, hell yeah, kill 'em all and let Allah sort 'em out...but the better angel of my nature knows that would be the road to hell for this country as well. The problem is, I think we may be doing just that - hurtling in as a horde with the little cross-bedecked banners hidden, rolled up inside humvee gloveboxes, and WWJD, or WWDD (What Would Dubya Do?) pins on the insides of our chinese-made jackets.
There's a nuclear bomb in someone's future, I fear, and the worst thing is, even if we're the ones using it, it still will be a horrific tragedy, a failure.
I wonder what file in the local Heimat-Sicherheit (Homeland Security) office the comments and entries on blogs like this and others goes into?








Happy Birthday, and well said! (From one UMC to another.)