Ultranormal

Category: politics

  • Best line of the day,

    Best line of the day, courtesy of Tom the Dancing Bug, “Will the enemy please identify itself? We’ve got some planes we’d like to use.”

  • I find myself shaking my

    I find myself shaking my head a lot these days. I shake it when I hear of more anthrax cases popping up, when some idiot on the local news talks about things he knows nothing about, when people think that when the war in Afghanistan ends that the terrorism will stop. I’m just here shaking my head wondering how it came to this and not finding any answers.

  • I’m not sure how I

    I’m not sure how I feel about this… If you go to CNN.com you can watch a live nightscope shot of the bombing in Afghanistan. I think it’s a little morbid to show bombs falling live on the web 24-hours a day. Is it?

  • Ok, that’s enough. I’ve had

    Ok, that’s enough. I’ve had enough of the “war” and I want it to stop, right now, and we can all go back to worrying about hangnails and matching socks. Ok? One – Two – Three – Break! Did it work? No? Oh well, it was worth a shot.

  • Osama is Evil

    Osama is Evil – if you need any more proof, just look who he’s hanging out with (look at poster, over his right shoulder).

    Other Links (via caterina)

    And the source!! The maker of the poster must have used this picture (via Owais from a Bert is Evil site). It makes me laugh that at this “Down with America” rally, people are holding up posters with a picture of an American character on them. Too funny. Is that ironic, Alanis?

  • Is al Qaeda sending coded messages?

    “Is al Qaeda sending coded messages to followers via video statements?”

    That’s the question of the day at CNN.com. You’d have to be an idiot to think the messages are in code. They’re right out there in the open. They’re asking anyone who believes in their cause to go out and find a Yankee to kill. I don’t see “code” in there anywhere.

  • It’s nice to know that

    It’s nice to know that in a world where this can happen, this is also going on.

    It’s been in my head for a while, banging around wanting to get out, that the world, and this country especially, is very large. There’s room here for pretty much anybody who thinks anything. And that’s great. I don’t have to agree with your stupid ideas, and you don’t have to agree with mine. But, for this all to work, we both have to agree that it’s ok for us to have stupid ideas. Here’s to stupid ideas!

  • So, we’re bombing Afgahnistan.

    So, we’re bombing Afgahnistan. They say this will last for the foreseeable future. You know, on the 11th, I realized that my world had changed. I’m still not ready for my world to turn around. It’s selfish, but that’s the truth.

  • During the past couple weeks

    During the past couple weeks, during the pain, grief, hope and heroism, I’ve been recalling something that happened to me during high school.

    Desert Storm started when I was a Sophomore. I remember sitting in Madame Nelson’s French class discussing how cool it was going to be. We were going to bomb the living hell out of them. It was a movie, and we were going to watch it all on CNN. I remember bringing up statistics and cool military terms I’d heard my dad use. I felt really smart since my dad helped draw up a lot of the plans for fighting in the Middle East and was in the Pentagon’s Command Center for much of the war. He wasn’t going over there. For me, Desert Storm was very much a remote-control war. I watched it all on TV, heard about it from my dad, and never saw the death and destruction. It was all very antiseptic/Saturday afternoon TV for me.

    Back to French Class. While my friend and I were discussing bombs, fighter planes and the advantages of the Abrams M1-A1 tank, there was a girl sitting next to me with a black armband on her right arm. I noticed it and asked her about it. She said she was wearing it because she didn’t like the war. She didn’t like that people were fighting over there and that we were there over oil and killing so we didn’t have to pay more for gas. That set my friend and I off. We spent the rest of class making fun of her for thinking something other than what ‘we’ thought.

    I feel bad about that now. I don’t even remember her name, but I remember the look on her face. I remember feeling superior because I was onboard. I was ‘we’. I wish I could find her and apologize.

    Don’t let the people who attacked us make us start taking away our freedoms. Free speech is paramount in the list. If we start quieting those who disagree with us, we’re no better than the people who did this. Especially now, in the wake of tragedy, we need to be mindful that we still have the right to free speech. I feel the anger well up when I read or hear something that doesn’t fall into the “patriotic American, nuke the bastards” world we live in and have been watching for the past week. I stop myself every time I feel that anger and remember the girl in French class who I made cry.

  • The kids in our neighborhood

    The kids in our neighborhood have shown an amazing grasp of the American/Capitalist dream since 9/11. They’ve posted patriotic drawings all over the neighborhood, on mailboxes, stop sign posts, everywhere. Now, if this were the extent of it, I’d leave out the capitalist part. But, our little entrepreneurs have also taken to the streets with hand-drawn flags in a milk box and are going door-to-door selling them. It’s nice to know that the future generation knows what to do when people are grieving – sell to them.

    Not that I blame them, it gives them something to do, and makes them happy. They had a lemonade stand last week, and I think that’s cute. There are three of them, all girls and no older than 11. It’s so freaking Norman Rockwell.

    That’s all from Lake Sterling, where we have no lake, the children are all selling something and the parents love their anti-depressants.