My mind is functioning in slow motion these days. It is, after all, only on January 11th that Betty (my wife of 40 years) died. But some disparate things in the news struck me as worth a mention, albeit shared without my acerbic wit. First, the Tea Party.
What an asinine name for a political movement that is composed almost exclusively of white people. Tea, at least the kind the colonists threw into Boston harbor, is brown.
Now if the British were taxing white bread that would be a far better name for the party. I’ll take mine with nice brown peanut butter.
Lemmings hell, and least they run like crazed lunatics off the cliff. And lemmings do have brains and one can excuse their mass suicide as an accident of genetics.
The Republicans being against Wall Street reform remind me of wind-up tin toy soldiers marching in lockstep into midair to plummet onto the rocky shoreline in a tangle of broken gears.
My state’s new senator, who sadly bears my last name, was especially idiotic when asked by a Boston Globe reporter what could be fixed so he could support Wall Street reform and he threw the question back:
“Well, what areas do you think should be fixed? I mean, you know, tell me. And then I’ll get a team and go fix it.’’
Stop saying Sarah Palin is rich. Okay, to all of us $12 million in a year seems rich. But think of the billions Goldman Sachs executives made defrauding its customers. Those Wall Street criminals are rich. To them Palin is a pawn and not even worth the title nouveau riche.
Life imitates art department: Remember the movie with Bruce Willis as an oil rig operator sent on a mission to blow up a giant asteroid on target to destroy the Earth? (“Armageddon”, 1998)
You have to give President Barack Obama credit for imagination on his plan to revitalize NASA and perhaps follow in President John F. Kennedy’s successful, score one for American pride, promise in 1961 to send an American to the moon before the end of the decade.
Mostly glossed over in the news is another Obama pledge echoing the exact same pledge made by President Richard Nixon some 40 years ago: curing cancer.
Nixon failed. My wife is dead because of this. She was treated for cancer using the same kind of drugs used when Nixon was president.
Early this month Obama pledged an initiative to “cure cancer in our time”, whatever that means I am all for it.
But it wil take lots of money and no small measure of luck.
Now let’s see if he can get Congress to pass a gigantic research funding bill. Are you ready to watch the Republicans march in lockstep to defeat that one too?