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It's Always Darkest Before the Fat Lady Sings
Friday, August 24, 2007
The last couple of weeks, I've been experiencing profound ennui around blogging.
As I've sifted through news items and blogs, and watched stories of completely contemptuous behavior from the White House, failure after failure to actually support the troops that war-mongers supposedly lurv, very thinly disguised or completely undisguised preparations for implementing martial law (now with new improved theocracy sauce[tm] !), and corporate welfare that passeth all human understanding, well, let's just say I've felt a little down. Slightly impotent. As Shakespeare's Sister said yesterday, I've been feeling the Big Wev.
I've been starting a post, and then thinking "Well, shit. This isn't going to make any difference, anyway."
Sometimes I've simply stopped typing in mid-word.
I hate this kind of apathy in myself. I think it's precisely what the asshats-that-be powers-that-be want us to feel.
I started thinking about that impotent apathy I was feeling, in light of some of the shit that I've been reading in the news. The White House will write the Petraeus report. It will refuse to release subpoenaed information. Georgie boy is suddenly unabashedly invoking Vietnam (which, until now, seemed to be a third-rail thing). All of this is being released to the MSM in a sort of flamboyant, 13-year-old way, as if the administration is trying to send the message, very obviously: "You can't stop me. Nyah, nyah, nyah!"
I'm not so naive as to think that the White House couldn't do all the shit it's doing right now, and do a better job of keeping it hushed up. The blatancy of the actions we've been seeing recently indicate to me that one of two things might be happening:
- The asshats-that-be actually think that they have now amassed enough power that they could do whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted, to whoever they wanted, OR
- The asshats-that-be are doing everything that they can to present this image of omnipotence, and to convince people that they have this power.
I could come up with only one logical explanation: Because they are desperate. Because they know that nearly 70% of all citizens oppose the war. Because they know they are losing the battle to keep the war. I think they also know they are going to lose the next election (despite the wimpitude of the new Democratic majority in Congress).
When I considered it this way, the new "in your face" defiance of the White House made sense to me. Like any self-despising bully who realizes that he's out-numbered, Bush is blustering while he eyes all possible escape routes.
Suddenly, I found new energy, and new hope.
While I have occasionally seriously worried about the preznut (and his puppeteers) declaring martial law in order to prevent a Dem from taking the White House and making himself dictator for life, I simply remind myself that two-thirds of the population would either fight this, or quietly drink hemlock rather than face a lifetime supply of GWB.
So, I'm finding a glimmer of optimism as I scan the raving of the wingers.
Even my aging midwestern parents cast a jaded eye on the MSM these days, and have begun to turn to "alternative" sources for their news. As Murdock swallows up all things media, real journalism is blossoming on the web -- a bevy of activist broad-sides flutter down my internet tubes every day, all day -- and if you think the MSM isn't worried about the real effect of those writings, think back on the prolonged hissy fit that Billy O had last month in an attempt to discredit Daily KOS. If you really think this was just the reaction of one (admittedly) crazed pundip, rather than a directive from a concerned media mogul and his minions, well, I have some ocean-front property in Kansas you might be interested in.
So, viva la desesperación! In the coming days, I'm simply going to re-framing the "bad news" into one glowing headline: "Asshats-That-Be Admit Progressive Movement is Winning."
Posted byPortlyDyke at 6:36 AM
Labels: Dying Dinosaurs, Hope, Politics
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Wow. I really really really hope you're right.
Really really.
Thanks for the kind words the other day - blogging while mothering isn't a sacrifice, it's a necessity :)
I understand the ennui- something is amiss. Perhaps burn out, maybe just another damn day of the same madness drives everyone to numbness. I was about to curl up on the couch, chain-smoke cigs, and lose myself in mindless movie after movie, but Liz's Ex-Hubby Sen. Warner opened his mouth and sent me into a rampage.
I will give him thanks for getting me out of my funk, but that's it.
Yup.
I think the "blatancy" to which you refer is a mixture of the two (weighted in favor of the latter), but it is important to remember that an animal is never more dangerous than when it is cornered.
That applies to the a-t-b and to those of us who oppose the malAdministration.
Then again, wev.... :)
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