The Nappy Cat Chronicles

I guess every 2 or 3 decades or so, an American president becomes so incredibly unpopular, that only 1 out of 4 people who respond to polls like him enough to approve of his performance. Bush II has been such a transcendent president, I feel a bit sorry for his unpopularity. I like that he was a proud megalomaniac. Yes, he lied. Repeatedly. But you knew he was lying. If you were paying attention, fuck, if you had two ears and a semblance of a brain in-between, you knew he was feeding you pure, unadulterated bullshit. And, when called out, he would feed you even more bullshit. There was no soul searching and no obvious moments of hesitation.

Ultimately, he and Congress only gave us what we wanted. Bush II’s 25% is a reflection of how we feel about ourselves. We binged on imperialism and gorged ourselves on credit and we now a tummy ache. And Bush II was our gracious enabler. He never asked us to give up our iPods and encouraged us to buy more. We wanted blood. We got Iraq. We wanted safety. We got the Patriot Act. We wanted someone to bear responsibility for our dumbass kids. We got No Child Left Behind. We wanted to pretend that our kids are asexual. We got “abstinence only” education. We wanted no cash down. We got bailouts and stimulus checks. We wanted to forget that a serious illness means bankruptcy, we wanted to pretend that man can significantly impact everything but climate, and we wanted to fight them “over there” so we don’t fight them “here.” We got an eight year daydream which may be too real to put down.

Via Associated Press:

Not all Republican insiders are pessimistic.

Obama’s failure to achieve a double-digit lead and maintain it “has given a lot of hope to Republicans,” GOP pollster Whit Ayres said.

Originally posted by Michael:

There are people out there who actually want an old father figure, who has an ability for daring stunts of drama in the White House.

Driving a car comes to mind for some reason.

Despite my attitude towards religion, vivid displays of worship move me in an “awe-porn” sort of way. This picture captures Muslims in prayer around the Kaaba in Mecca-a form of worship that appears to be like none other. Despite all of the bad acts mandated by the gods, the pomp and circumstance of the average religious occurrence can be more inspiring than that of the average secular event.

Although, there is enough interpretation room to see this as simply a dissipitating [sic] love story or virginal confrontation, I believe this song is telling the story of a Jewish prisoner in a German concentration camp.

I realize that Mercer uses advanced vocabulary here, but I think there’s at least one guy for every song who interprets it as a “story of a Jewish prisoner in a German concentration camp.” On the plus side, Springsteen gets a new pair of wings every time a song is misinterpreted.