Lovely way to wake up this morning, the radio alarm ticked on and I heard that there have been two more big insurgent attackes in Baghdad. Also, Americans follow the British lead and decide that the road to the airport is too dangerous to drive. It's been close to two years now, and we can't secure the road between the capital city and largest airport in Iraq. Tell me again how our military is the best in the world, and Iraq will be a cakewalk. Good or not, our military is clearly fighting the wrong war.
On the heels of that news, this post at Eschaton put a smile on my face. I miss NYC so damn much, especially now that I am living in Texas. Every morning I climb behind the wheel of my car, and long for the subway. Every day, I miss the neighborhood falafel shop. Every night, I fall asleep wishing I could hear the low hum of traffic on FDR Drive. Oh, well.
This article from the Washington Post also made me smile, but it was a wry, cynical, twisted kind of smile. My only consolation, and it's a small, bitter one, is that these wacko fundies will someday reap what they've sown.
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