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Oops, I did it again. August 22, 2007

Filed under: Rants (Politics) — suzanne turner @ 11:13 am

I wasn’t watching the news, I swear! A friend read this headline to me which automatically started this whole thing! What’s a girl to do but vent?

“U.S. officials rethink hopes for Iraq democracy”

I’m sorry, Iraqi citizens. All those votes you cast, it seems they were mostly lost. Or had hanging chads. Or were eaten by orphaned children. Or were burned by angry insurgents. But we’ll figure something else out. Sorry about all of your friends and family who were recently killed. To be fair, I’ve lost some people too. Hang in there. We’ll get yall a new dictator real soon. Love ya! -Dubya.

So absolutely everything they told us was being accomplished is bullshit. I knew this from the beginning, but it still amazes me every time my fears and suspicions are confirmed, one by ghastly one. Such an immense travesty. Such a disgrace to the men and women fighting for that cause of “freedom and democracy” we’ve been hearing so much about. These are the exact ideals we’ve been told those soldiers are dying for… and now we fall short of the one remaining goal after all? Ludicrous. Embarrassing. Tragic.

Should they change the name of Operation Iraqi Freedom? Never should have been coined. Such a maddening euphemism for the more realistic titles: Occupation of Iraq, the Iraq War, or the Second or Third Gulf War. As much as I want our military to come home NOW, I think it undermines the entire struggle to throw the baby out with the bathwater. Actually I don’t even know what the right idiom is. Anger clouds my mind. But I can’t seem to talk about politics without triggering my limbic brain function, at least not anytime in the last few years. It was like a funeral for me the day Shrub was reelected. I should have worn a black veil just to identify myself to those who would commiserate. We could have formed a support group. Although “Hi, my name is Suzanne and I’m a common-sense-aholic” doesn’t really have a nice ring to it, we might have scored a group discount on anti-depressants or a maybe even a grant to fund the development of a time machine. Would we go back or just skip ahead? We’d take a vote. Hahahaha. Not funny? Ok, better press on.

At least we found those terrible WMDs while we were over there. Good thing North Korea isn’t tinkering with any WMDs while we eff around in Iraq. (I am NOT advocating an invasion of North Korea. If in your rebuttal, that’s where your mind went… there is no help for you.)

Perhaps I am being a bit dramatic, and in contrast to my normal demeanor, I know it seems harsh, but I can’t help it. Call me a hippie, but the only things I can’t stand are the smell of exhaust, excessive waste, bigots, liars, hypocrites and war. Wait, I can’t be a true hippie- I also hate the smell of Patchouli… I guess I’m just a dyed-in-the-wool Democrat.

It matters not in this discourse that I am Agnostic, which I am. All told, I’m a borderline Atheist who enjoys exploration of Eastern philosophies and long walks on the beach. But why should anyone care? In the light of politics, these things are neither here nor there. This does not affect my leftward proclivity, as one’s faith should have little to do with the politicians they endorse. Consider the following in light of the President’s second-favorite buzzword starting with F, “faith” and ask yourself if our government is upholding the vision of those other F guys, the Founding Fathers:

“In the United States, the “Separation of Church and State” is generally discussed as political and legal principle derived from the First Amendment of the United States Constitution, which reads, “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof . . . .” The concept of separation is commonly credited to the combination of the two clauses: the establishment clause, generally interpreted as preventing the government from establishing a national religion, providing tax money in support of religion, or otherwise favoring any single religion or religion generally, and the free exercise clause, ensuring that private religious practices not be restricted by the government. The effect of prohibiting direct connections between religious and governmental institutions while protecting private religious freedom and autonomy has been termed the “separation of church and state.”

But naturally, I digress. On the bright side, thanks to my analytic nature (could you tell? ) I think I’ve pinpointed the causes of my involuntary irritability. In my own defense, let me try to explain all this histrionic, and hopefully overwraught ranting. [To be determined in upcoming election.] *crosses fingers* This is a different kind of anger than any other I experience. If I’m mad at my mom or my boyfriend, I can take a breath, think it over and tell them what I’m feeling, listen to them and we get it resolved. I love them, so anything they do to bug me is easily overcome. When I get cut off on the road, or yelled at by a terrible guest, the anger is swift and intense, but passes quickly and is probably very soon forgotten or even laughed about later. In contast, the world of politics is something I feel I cannot affect, much less change. I vote, but what, in reality has that accomplished for my cause? No matter how I vote, I get overriden and stand by for at least four years. I could never forget, or look back with any levity on all that has transpired as a direct consequence of this administration’s decisions. And this is not just one innocent incident, but an amalgam of serious maladies that have dragged on for years, not hours. I don’t find the President endearing enough to forgive for his wrongdoings, like I would a friend. And I don’t find him anywhere near sharp enough to lead the country. I don’t think he’s sharp enough to manage the Carl’s Jr. in Barstow. If he were my boss, I would quit. Professor Bush? I’d drop the course. Does this trend suggest I belong in Canada?? I guess that would be extreme. The worst is over soon I suppose. I mean luckily we have a new chance coming up where we just can’t lose! We can’t possibly. But then again, that’s what I thought last time. He’s turned me into a cynic with these constant dissapointments. I need that optimism back…from when I was…oh, around six.

– Suzy