ohm.
ohm.
ohemgee, I got a request for a partial, squee!
ohhhhmmm…
Archive for August, 2008Before the Republican National Convention, police raids in the Twin Cities are taking another whack at democracy and justice. Some important points–five raids, five arrests, though one would presume they’ve found more than one person at each site. No charges. Yes, that was five arrests, and NO CHARGES FILED according to the report linked. But the “reporter” didn’t feel that deserved further comment, so you might have missed it. Lots of weapons and stuff supposedly found–but not enough evidence to charge anyone with anything. “Police say” but don’t back it up in any way. And what does “journalist” blond pretty face ask? “If [the anarchists] are against the war, why are they willing to use violence?” Is that the only question you have about this situation, Miss Pretty Face? Note the police haven’t found any members of this group they’re looking for. But they’ve used the search to harass troublemakers who had the temerity to film at the last RNC. And hey. Harassing beatnik hippie unpatriotic freaks who don’t support the government is always a worthy goal, no? Give him ten minutes. Any ten minutes. Every minute is worth your time; choose your ten at random if you like. Give Obama ten minutes, and dare to hope again. In the movies, a character feeling the way I do might well douse the irritant with lighter fluid, toss a match and walk away. Sadly, I can’t afford lighter fluid. Also, I can’t decide what to torch. Fuggit. I wouldn’t get a great ending anyway–’cause I’m not living a movie. No, I’d just end up like that guy a week or two ago who got pissed at his non-starting lawnmower and shot it. (for those who can’t guess, that’d be: arrested) There are days when it all just falls in on me. I feel alone, abused by the universe, and just for added fun, I take on the pain of those around me. Today was one of those days. I have very good friends. I don’t care. This hermit is going the hell back to her cave. |
