scrawls.

scrawls

still cheaper than therapy*

25.5.04

didn't listen to much of the (mmmm - can i call him the monkey in chief? ... okay then) ... ah ... address last night. i was there for the bit where he mispronounced abu ghraib three times in a row, differently each time - he was on the radio on the drive out of the vietnamese noodle house - but then i changed the station. i mean, if you're going to mispronounce it, that's an issue, sure, but mispronouncing it three different ways - if i was going to say it, yes, it would rhyme with 'and the mome raths out grabe' - which would itself likely also be wrong since i've been living in central Nowhere for three years now and it comes with a bit of a particular textured manner of expression. but i'm not the leader of the free fucking world. i have very few international responsibilities - none at all, as it happens. when i do a certain thing it has a very low probability of making it to news in far-off parts of the world (or even nearby ones) and even lower probabilities of pissing people off once it's broadcast there.

Also, i don't have a staff that one would honestly assume would at least try to keep me from fucking up.

but we had a nice discussion over dinner with the Republican Neighbors over whether hillary clinton could possibly be any worse for the country (let alone the world) than the MIC. they thought so. i thought not. they're very nice, the RN's, but ... we disagree on certain things. and we can't always avoid it.

makes for interesting dinners sometimes. stupid monkey. has to get in the way of my noodle enjoyment.

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scrawled @ 21:56