My Politics

Because it's 9:29 pm, and to those of you who don't really know me, this is too close for comfort to my bedtime. Also, my tea is actually cooled to room temperature, I'd rather be reading, I haven't shined my shoes in weeks, my room is a mess, I haven't sent a thank you card to my grandma for her as always on time birthday card (from 9/23), and only God knows how many other things are pressing down upon me.....this is why I must get out my Politics. Now.

Surely we all know this will be sloppy, lazy, canned, cliched and served frozen on a no-name toothpick.

So....my Politics:

I don't like rich liars
I don't trust rich Socialists.
I get worried if a person with a lot of power is going to consult a numerologist, astrologer, or for that matter anyone/thing/idea that is too specific.
In the end I think it all evens out, e.g. Ken Lay is dead and countless anonymous people put in daily and by the minute, even second, more heart/soul/blood/sweat & tears than they will ever withdraw. Where am I? You tell me.
People in ivory towers are good for ideas, but horrible for reality.
Che Guevarra started well, and then ended up ordering death and murder.
I don't think Jesus would back even half of what his followers preach. Wait a gosh-darn second! Is that politics? It's all politics, si o no?

I picked up Al Franken's "Lies, and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them." I'll start it soon enough, after I'm done with AHWOSG, and possibly a few others that have stalled in the 2nd lane. And then we'll really get to talkin' bout politics. Funny thing about politics is that people get so hooped up on their party and their party's line, that they can't see through their own smoke. Well, I guess that goes for all of us solipsists.....