By Judith Gayle | Political Waves
My computer went wonky last night and I lost about half of my files as updates to Firefox went awry, making the program inaccessible and taking my bookmarks with it. Insult to injury, even my e-mail is spitting in my eye, refusing to spell-check or format, so I’m limping along today, bemoaning the unlucky stars (or Aries point energy) that put a monkey wrench into my works, that created a wall to bump my nose against.
Frankly, this tops off a head-shaking news week, ranging from Israel bombing Southern Lebanon for the first time since 2006 to Syria’s despicable act of genocide using chemical agents in Damascus; from a dispiriting report that someone barbecued one of the Queen’s elegant swans at Windsor Castle to an absurd poll revealing that a majority of Pubs in Louisiana blame Obama for Hurricane Katrina. Yes, in a shit-happens world you can count on the unexpected and you can even assume the worst, but our ability to betray our better instincts never fails to startle me.
It is disheartening. Read BuzzFlash or Huffy and you’ll find article after article revealing truths you’d rather not know, raising your stress level and adding to the feeling that no one’s watching the store. For instance, although little was initially made of the severity of the Manning sentence until she decided to make a declaration as transgender, those pundits who suggest that 35 years in Leavenworth is better than 90 have a point, but not a very good one.