reading:
John Bowe (ed): Gig: Americans Talk About Their Jobs
Gail Simone: Birds of Prey
Sarah Vowell: Take the Cannoli
Howard Zinn: People's History of the U.S.
A couple of weeks ago, I had one of those conversations that you always hear parodied by Jon Stewart, never expecting to hear it in real life.
"So," I had asked the security guard, "who are you thinking of voting for in November?"
"Well, the economy's not doing so good," Bob said, "and I woulda been okay with the war in Iraq if we'd found the poison gas and nuclear bombs and everything -- Bush doesn't seem like he really told the truth on that one..."
"Yeah," I agreed.
"But Kerry's a flip-flopper. So I don't know right now."
I'm so sick of the word flip-flopper. I'm so sick of each side blasting the shit out of each other and forgetting the fact that occasionally politicians make tough choices and reverse their decisions. I'm so sick of unfair play. I'm so sick of propaganda.
I'm so sick of people not examining the source, examining the information, and making up their own damn minds.