I have come to the end of my hope.
My political life began when as a kid I cheered John F. Kennedy in his run for the presidency. I had no real idea who he was, but he was young, spoke well, had a beautiful wife, and as a Catholic school kid I was aware that there was an anti-Catholic element to opposition to JFK. So God made me do it.
Continue reading “Hopium”Donald Trump has spent the first year of his second term. . .
. . . mocking. bullying, threatening and pissing on countries that used to be friends and allies of the United States. But what a surprise! Now that he has stupidly blundered into a war with Iran, the most powerful country in the middle east (except for our puppets in Israel) he finds himself shocked, shocked to discover that he has bitten off way more than he can chew, and Iran has compromised the entire world economic system by choking off a fifth of the world’s oil supply. Of course our Celebrity Apprentice President first made sure to shut down all the clean renewable energy possibilities in the U.S.: Solar, wind, hydroelectric, geothermal, before poking the Persian snake by killing (as of today) 1,400 Iranians. Now he wants those former friends and allies to send their warships to the Strait of Hormuz to help him look like a victorious warlord, and he’s mad because they won’t do it.
But maybe the lesson he will learn from this — if he doesn’t get us all killed — is that we need friends and allies, and compromise and diplomacy is a better way to go than bullying and tariffing. Will he learn? All signs point to “Fat Chance.”
I used to be one of those people who didn’t take Donald Trump seriously.
I laughed. A lot. I figured the best way to deal with a guy like that was to point and say, “This is who you picked? Really?” America has survived incompetent presidents before. We’ve had our share of overconfident uncles at the nuclear barbecue. We managed.
Continue reading “Can the U.S. Recover From Donald Trump?”Alex Pretti is dead because he tried to help a woman . . .
. . .who’d been shoved to the pavement by masked, heavily armed federal agents. Maybe he didn’t mean it, but his act of kindness made the ICE agents look bad, so they pepper-sprayed him, gang-dragged him to the ground, beat him, took his (legal) gun, and shot him ten times. If you’ve ever been taken down and pounded by four or five bruisers in tactical gear, you know that Alex was confused and afraid in his last few seconds. My heart goes out to him.
But that’s not the worst part.
Continue reading “ICE Out”I guess I should mention that this blog turned 20 years old last month.
It’s true that I haven’t been writing much for the past few years, but then you haven’t been reading much for a lot longer than that. Anyway, there’s a lot of good writing and clever back-and-forth in the archives (look over on the right sidebar, where it says The Complete revision99 Archive). */
Continue reading “revision99 is 20”
In response to the Vietnam war,
…students protested on college campuses across the country. Protest spread to the “civilian” population — people who were not students, but agreed that the war was wrong and had to be stopped at any cost. I was one of the students who chanted, sat in, boycotted and marched. In 1967 I took part in the giant peace march that extended all the way across the city of San Francisco. There had been violence at some other events, but this one, while enormous, remained peaceful.
Continue reading “The Students Are Revolting (Again)”
True to form, Kari Lake is calling the results of the Arizona governor’s election “BS.” When asked in interviews during the campaign if she would accept the results of the election no matter who won, she replied “I’m going to win, and I will accept THAT result.”
Continue reading “Arizonans Know BS When They See It”
One of the three giant credit reporting agencies (Experian) has been badgering me lately to “let them know how they’re doing,” by taking an online survey.
Of course, their survey is about 90% marketing, trying to get me to sign up for additional so-called services, AND it was easily the longest online survey I’ve ever seen. Normally I ignore this crap from big rich corporations, partly because I know they don’t read them or care what I think anyway, but today I was feeling a little feisty so I decided to tell them what I think. Most of the questions had multiple choice answers, along the lines of “Are we… a.) Good b.) Great or c.) Fabulous?” But there was one place where I could write free-form what I think. Here’s what I wrote:
Continue reading “Survey Says…?”I was meaning to leave poor Colin Powell alone today — and all future days, too — but I am just the teensiest bit weary of the continuous eulogizing that’s been going on all day.
Powell was a young man who — like far too many of our young men — thought that the best way to solve a problem was by violence. How else do you explain his love for the military? And no matter how much his friends declare him a man of peace, a man who “understood that war was a last resort,” he spent his life in wars in various places around the world, as a young officer and as a four-star general, all of them of extremely dubious value to his country, unless you count gratuitous ass-kicking as “value.”
Continue reading “Colin Powell, 1937 – 2021”
Last evening I went out to see The Emperors, one of my favorite local bands.
I saw them for the first time at a high school dance in 1963. I was a new Californian, awkward and shy. I was aware that there was such a thing as dance steps, but I didn’t know any of them. I’m not sure why I went to that dance, but looking back I think I must have been cajoled into it by some friends who had my best interest at heart and thought it would do me good to get out of my shell.
Continue reading “The Boys in the Band”
