Sunsets, Politics, Saudade
Nov. 9th, 2012 08:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mallorys_cameraWork blitzkrieg continuing. Faster, pussycat. Kill! Kill!
Yesterday's high point was definitely the sunset, strangely beautiful with magenta and apple green streaks that this photograph doesn't begin to capture:
No volcanoes or pollution-belching furnaces in the area, so I don't know what to attribute the purity and brilliance of those colors to.
Spent a lot of time sloshing through the unshoveled streets yesterday, kicking slush from the toes of my boots, marching, marching, marching. I'm not thinking clearly. I haven't been thinking clearly since the hurricane knocked the electric grid out and I realized just how quickly the world can fall apart. Parts of Queens are still being described as Mad Max land. The cyberpunks nailed it.
Facebook – the virtual Village Commons – is still filled with people ranting about how much they hate Republicans, a good three days after the election:
… Every show I turn to features a perky blond GOP woman in a red power dress spinning her heart out -- but cracks are starting to show. I could just see some guy offstage, her handler, talking on his cell phone, telling someone they were going to have to get her back into the factory because she was in need of re-wiring. I assume there's a factory -- otherwise there wouldn't be so many nearly identical models. And I expect there's a massive room inside the factory with soothing piped-in music...
In a country that's obsessed with individualism, zombies and Stepford Wives definitely are the Bogie Man, anything that makes people think they're being programmed to think thoughts that didn't originate in their own heads. But nobody thinks thoughts that originate in their own heads unless they're sitting on those lunar plains, baying at a satellite in the sky. The mere act of turning on a television programs you, no matter what you watch.
I'm just really, really tired of the hagiography on either side.
Personally, I think Romney's big mistake was picking Paul Ryan as a running mate. I realize this was a sop to the Tea Party faithful, but anyone could have told him the Tea Party faithful had, in fact, become irrelevant the moment Romney, a centrist, won the nomination. Paul Ryan couldn't even deliver Wisconsin. Marco Rubio would have delivered Florida and the Hispanic vote.
Hokay. Back to the grind.
I am having one of those This is not your beautiful wife days. I miss you, honey. I miss you so damn much. And you don't even exist anymore.
Yesterday's high point was definitely the sunset, strangely beautiful with magenta and apple green streaks that this photograph doesn't begin to capture:
No volcanoes or pollution-belching furnaces in the area, so I don't know what to attribute the purity and brilliance of those colors to.
Spent a lot of time sloshing through the unshoveled streets yesterday, kicking slush from the toes of my boots, marching, marching, marching. I'm not thinking clearly. I haven't been thinking clearly since the hurricane knocked the electric grid out and I realized just how quickly the world can fall apart. Parts of Queens are still being described as Mad Max land. The cyberpunks nailed it.
Facebook – the virtual Village Commons – is still filled with people ranting about how much they hate Republicans, a good three days after the election:
… Every show I turn to features a perky blond GOP woman in a red power dress spinning her heart out -- but cracks are starting to show. I could just see some guy offstage, her handler, talking on his cell phone, telling someone they were going to have to get her back into the factory because she was in need of re-wiring. I assume there's a factory -- otherwise there wouldn't be so many nearly identical models. And I expect there's a massive room inside the factory with soothing piped-in music...
In a country that's obsessed with individualism, zombies and Stepford Wives definitely are the Bogie Man, anything that makes people think they're being programmed to think thoughts that didn't originate in their own heads. But nobody thinks thoughts that originate in their own heads unless they're sitting on those lunar plains, baying at a satellite in the sky. The mere act of turning on a television programs you, no matter what you watch.
I'm just really, really tired of the hagiography on either side.
Personally, I think Romney's big mistake was picking Paul Ryan as a running mate. I realize this was a sop to the Tea Party faithful, but anyone could have told him the Tea Party faithful had, in fact, become irrelevant the moment Romney, a centrist, won the nomination. Paul Ryan couldn't even deliver Wisconsin. Marco Rubio would have delivered Florida and the Hispanic vote.
Hokay. Back to the grind.
I am having one of those This is not your beautiful wife days. I miss you, honey. I miss you so damn much. And you don't even exist anymore.
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Date: 2012-11-10 05:00 pm (UTC)In my experience, the reason women didn't vote for Palin was that she was a Republican; she certainly had more experience and was better qualified than Obama.
Which, I guess, speaks more about Obama's complete lack of qualifications and experience than about Palin.
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Date: 2012-11-10 05:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-10 05:10 pm (UTC)Between the defeat of moderate GOP candidates in the primaries and the defeat of moderate democrats in GOP-leaning districts, Congress is even more polarized than before.
The GOP caucus gets more and more conservative while the democratic caucus gets more and more liberal. It's getting much harder to work out deals (which is how our government runs) because there's now so little common ground.