Yesterday morning there came a small explosion-like sound from my neighbor's. I passed it off as a car backfiring. But my attention was refocused next door minutes later by sirens very close that suddenly stopped. They were over at the neighbor's.
The curiosity gene kicked in and I found myself drawn to the front yard to watch as two bodies were brought out of the house on stretchers. One, a female, looked extremely gruesome. The other, larger, presumably male, was next, but his entire body was covered. Dead I asssumed. The small group of onlookers that had gathered watched in shock. Muttering among ourselves, we speculated what could have happened.
Police were there into mid-afternoon. I have a neighbor who's more than just curious. He's a gossip as well. If you're getting a new roof, expect him up there inspecting the worker's job. A new hot water heater? He'll be there to supervise installation. He's funny and everyone who knows him, knows he's that way.
Well, from what my neighbor was able to piece together from eavesdropping on police most of the day was, as this couple was readying for work, she apparently leaned over to kiss her husband. As her lips touched his neck, the volatile mixture of her gloss and his aftershave proved way too explosive.
The hole blown in his carotid artery killed the husband instantly. The wife will likely never kiss anyone again. Lipless.
Who could have known the dangers present in everyday fluids like toothpastes, pudding and bottled waters? But now it's been entered into the collective unconscious. And I fear it's too late to erase such thoughts. Expect more tales of similar horror to become common.
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Well, somewhere beyond the truth lies the results of the latest poll. Bush's approval is up 2 to 38%. But when asked of how he's doing against terrorists, he receives an incredible 55% approval.
Obviously, many Americans are buying Chicken Little's falling sky declarations. But what they're being fed isn't chicken meat. Bush is feeding 'em chicken feathers. And Americans are swallowing it. That's what Bush does. Feeds his flock fear.
A headline on Excite.com last night read,"Bush Says U.S. Safer, but Not Yet Safe." Just curious, but what the fuck would you expect him to say? He's doing a good job, but you're still in danger. The biggest danger lies in the fact this is an election year and if republicans don't retain control of both houses of congress, Bush and gang could end up facing impeachment.
Karl Rove told us months ago this November's election would spin on how much safer republicans keep us. How many elections can be won on American's psychoses?
Never mind that last week's terror plot revealed by British busts of a ring planning to blow up American airliners over the Atlantic was broken, not by the Brits, but by Bush pressure to take it public--NOW!
The administration needed to divert American's attentions from Iraq, Connecticut, Lebanon, whatever. The UK wanted more time to gather more evidence. Now we learn some of those busted may walk because they don't have sufficient evidence to hold 'em. (Evidence that British citizens still retain rights we've willingly conceded?)
But the neocons had urgent need to raise the terror level to red. Needed Americans to see terrorists who intended them harm being rounded up. And if some of the aleged plotters escaped arrest or some arrested get released back into society, that doesn't bother Bush. That's because our take of events that reflect negatively on him must be minimized by spinning these kinds of distractions. If terrorists walk free that's okay. A majority of you think he's making us safer when the exact opposite is true. Bush is fueling terrorism globally. He doesn't give a fuck for your safety. It's his own neck he's trying to save. But at least 55% of you don't believe me.
John Dean, whose latest book is Conservatives Without Conscience spoke yesterday on Democracy Now! of over 50 years of post WWII studies to see if the fascism that overtook Germany and Italy could ever happen here. The conclusion of interdisciplinarians was, "Absolutely!"
And those 55% of approving Americans of Bush's concern for their safety will likely lead us there. In Dean's own words:
"...we know an awful lot about this type of personality. There are people who submit very easily to an authority figure. They do it because they're frightened. 9/11 drove an awful lot of people into submitting to authoritarianism, and they're very aggressive once they submit. This explains a lot of the incivility, the nastiness, the mean-spiritedness. They're not self-critical, and they become true advocates....of whatever position they're advocating and pushing."
Well, who can blame them? Fear can be a pervasive thing. I'm scared too. Not of the terrorists. No, it's Chicken Little's supporters who feel Bush is making 'em safer that scare the shit out of me.
And I'm getting weary harping on this. Those of you who read this are the choir. Your voices are beautiful. But maybe my time would be better spent blogging about dogs, or Taos, or good movies. Things and places I love. To ease my fears of my fellow citizens.
13 comments:
Please continue! You speak for a lot of people that can't seem to find the right words!
OMG...I am such an idiot- that you really had me going ( you are an excellent story teller !!!).. Here I was asitting , worrying about your poor flooded little neighborhood..and then yet another tragedy....an Explosion..well, atleast it wasn't a Bursting Binky or Exploding Shampoo in the shower...or those Dangerous Gel Shoe Inserts- well, so much to be careful of these days...mymy...and I am sooooOOOoooo condfused which is safe Lip Gloss or Lip Stick...Thank Heavens you set me straight,...
Dada - you are killing me..just killing me...too funny...
Kristi Mantoni: Thanks for stopping by. I enjoy new "faces" taking time to post a comment. And I appreciate the encouragement.
Some days I really, really appreciate the encouragement, because occasionally I find myself beginning to bore me.
So thank you. I appreciate the input and will try to use that to push me forward a while longer.
I love your dogs, taos, good movie & bad flood blogs, but do you really have to make a choice? We get enough of the same old BS on the news everyday. You, dada, are supplying sanity to counterbalance the nattering nabobs of neoconism. That you do it with such a flair for reverse phraseology is what keeps us on our toes & returning for more, more please.
Buddha said "there are only two mistakes one makes on the road to truth: 1) not going all the way, and 2) not starting." He supposedly went all the way to nirvana with that little idea. D.K.
enigma4ever said...
"OMG...I am such an idiot- that you really had me going ( you are an excellent story teller !!!).."
He had me going as well. I busted up laughing when I finally realized what he was doing. Masterful, Dada. I'm still trying to pull the hook out of my mouth.
DK is right starting the journey...hmmm, but what to do if we are on empty...guess we should just come here and get rejuvenated...and fill'er up...at the Truth pump...Kristi- Dada has a great blog here- he is wise, funny and a great story teller...
enigma: Oh this is funny, E. I told my wife this morning I didn't have the impetus to blog, save for the little made up story prelude that jump started me.
But I told her I felt someone would probably take that opening seriously.
Then your comment came along and I gave me a good laugh. Thank you. (And thanks for sending eprof2 by. I've enjoyed reading his comments, despite the nervousness I get at that part of his name between the "e" and the "2".
D.K. "nattering nabobs of neoconism"? Great alliteration.
You know, DK, once in awhile I get this urge to go to one of those nattering nabobs of neoconism blogs and poke a stick in it in hopes some of the angry hornets will follow me home to DDD.
But always I catch myself and better sense prevails. I used to do that before starting this blog. If I once in a while get weary here, I recall the self-mutilation I used to practice there by repeatedly ramming my head into their wall of nattering nabobs of neoconism.
The ambience here as provided by this crowd is far nicer.
And thanks for the Buddha words of wisdom. Was Buddha always that great at double-entendre?
pt...sorry 'bout the hook. But your analogy was particularly apt today, seeing as how the day began with a few games of "billiards" (as gentlemen call it--I just call it 8-ball) with my neighbor. Anyway, he's a a fisherman from way back (I'll forgive him for that ~grin) and was wearing a "bait shop" fishing shirt. Guys at the next table were teasing by asking who was the "fish" today.
Well my neighbor, having a particularly bad run of luck, confessed he was. So the guy at the next table then asked me, "What kinda bait you using?"
Turned out my neighbor--this morning anyway--was the fish - a whopper, BTW.
Now I'm beginning to think (from your's and enigma's reaction) that story was too.
But the hook wasn't so much intended as feared (as in someone might bite).
dada, but it seems you're saying niceness isn't as compelling as nastiness? I could see where poking your stick in those nattering hornet's nests might be a guilty pleasure, but I bet they're a lot quicker to ban comments cuz bullies can never take it as good as they give it. I'm sure you remember the source of "nattering nabobs" only too well ... good ol' spiro agnew. Ah, the more things change, the more they suck, eh?
You may be right about Buddha double-entendreing more than strictly necessary. I only retain vague memories of some 8th grade report I did called "Buddha, the enlightened one". In high school, I found Siddhartha (H. Hesse). It does seem a lot of oriental thought is couched in that circular logic you employ so well (even in your fish stories).
so it sounds like you were the fisherman today who landed your neighbor on the pool table behind the 8-ball? nice to reel in a big one once in awhile, huh. D.K.
It really does come down to What you Poke A Stick at....
I would much rather have you blog - then you going around poking anything with a stick...I am so relieved to see that PT fell down the same Dada hole...phew...
hmm, DK..about Buddha....and it wasn't about Nirvana...it was all about The Journey...
( easy for me to spout- he didn't have to cope with Shoe Xrays,dehydation,cavity searches, Exploding shampoos and lipstick, or other TSA afflictions...If he had to fly now I think we would see him on a train?....)
yes, just more of the same BS
hope you survived the floods - we drove thru that mess on tuesday...gosh
anyways...i got your back..continue please with your rants!! i love to read them!
welcome back, az: How'd you find Albuquerque? (No, I don't mean head north on 17, take a left on 40.) Do you like that place at all?
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