Except for, you know, all the consequences, I'm almost happy that John Kerry lost that 2004 election. If he had won, it would be extremely unlikely that he would be Secretary of State today. The way things are going, he should be wearing spandex with the initials SoS emblazoned on his chest. Read more about Shut the Front Door!
Change you can believe in. That was President Barack Obama's promise to the nation.
I don't want my America to change, she wrote. Those may not be the exact words she used - I can't find the quote right now - but it's close enough. They were written at the end of a Facebook comment by a woman who lives further to the right along the spectrum of American politics than I do - much further. Read more about Resisting Change
In his lecture on the Early Middle Ages, Philip Daileader refers to the nobility as Those Who Fought. Very interesting take, I thought, because even though we may visualize the medieval nobility as knights in armor, shining or no, I don't think the designation Those Who Fought would spring immediately to mind. Read more about Those Who Fight
Last night on All In with Chris Hayes, an Ohio legislator put it on the line about his objection to expanding Medicaid in his state. In so many words, he worried that poor people who might qualify might then refrain from trying to make more money so that they can remain on Medicaid. Read more about Poppycock!
The other day, my friend Sheelah posted this story on Facebook: Read more about Paying the Bill
While we're all upset, in one way or another, about the government shutdown of the past week, let me remind you that we've had another shutdown of sorts going on for almost a year.
Who remembers sequestration? Did you think it had disappeared? Did you think that, in the face of a total shutdown and a possible default, that it no longer had any relevance? Any effect? You didn't notice?
Just for the record, here are a few people who noticed.
Read more about A Thousand Cuts
I've got this ex-boyfriend who used to steal money out of my wallet and, when I caught him, used to tell me it was my fault, because he asked me for it but I said no.
And he was telling the truth. He would sometimes ask me for money and I would say no. Because I knew what he wanted it for (we won't go into that now, but you can have your little theories).
There were also times when he didn't ask me. He just took it.
At those times, his excuse would be that he knew that if he asked me, I would say no, so he had no choice. He had to go ahead and just take it. So it was my fault. Read more about The Ex
I'm short on time, and I'm sick to death of the Tea Party. Ted Cruz bears an uncanny resemblance to Tail-Gunner Joe. And just yesterday my broker and I (yes, I have a broker. He's trying to make my pittance stretch enough to keep me off dog food in my old age.) had a conversation about knowing when to hold 'em, when to fold 'em if the world economy goes nova on October 17. Read more about Ditto
When people speak of the fall of Rome, they're usually referring to the fall of the Roman Empire. I've been thinking lately about the fall of the Roman Republic. Which occurred a little earlier. Read more about Et tu, America?