Dark Bilious Vapors

I’m aware that I’ve been sort of nuts about politics this last year. I have always been on the liberal side of things, since Civil Rights days here in the South, but I don’t recall being so rabid as this year. At first I thought it was retirement - more time to think. But that doesn’t feel right. I spent a little time thinking about it while I was gone because, frankly, I myself don’t like people who are as polarized as I’ve been this last year. I don’t like being this way.

Last night, on some news program, someone was talking about the poor governmental response to the hurricane - claiming that it was because Bush doesn’t care about black people. I disagreed with that automatically, but as I thought about it more, my real thought became clearer to me. I don’t think that Bush doesn’t care about black people specifically - I don’t think he cares about anybody, period. Somehow, that thought gave me some peace.

I don’t like his politics, or the politics of the Neoconservatives he lets run our government. I don’t like his tactics, or at least the tactics of his strategist, Mr. Rove. I don’t like his association with the likes of Jerry Falwell and Pat Robertson, whom I consider to be dangerous charlatans. But that’s not where my fire comes from. I just don’t think he personally cares about the job. He might like being president like a rock star likes being on the top of the charts, or a t.v. personality likes having a hit show, but I don’t think he even thinks about the real task very much.
--Abby's Dad

Len on 09.16.05 @ 07:05 AM CST