October 20, 2006
Have a Nice Weekend
Keith Olbermann, bless his heart, is still at it. If he misses a broadcast we'll know where to look.
But Dakota, you say, what about all `those raping and pillaging republicans, suffering from power overages who are about to lose their seats because they are either in disrepute or jail?
Ahh..hh.h, I say there are those besides Olberman who smell rat. They are raising the important question , "Why is Karl Rove smiling?"
From Lyn Davis Lear, just in case your brain fogged over when you saw all those wordy clickies:
Here are some questions: Are these guys simply narcissistic idiots Rove-ing around in some never-never land bubble or do they know something we don't? Have they planned a grab bag nose punch of an October/November surprise? Or have Diebold, ES&S, and local state secretaries assured them that they will do "whatever it takes" to get a Republican Congress elected again? Or are they just planning to outspend us? Karl Rove recently told the Washington Times, "For most Americans, particularly the marginal voters who are going to determine the outcome of the election, it started a couple of weeks ago... Between now and the election we will spend $100 million in target House and Senate races in the next 21 days". That is $30 million a week in 15 or 16 key races. Knowing this group, the answers must lie in a clever blitzkrieg combo of all of the above.When I asked Gore Vidal at dinner [ she's Norman Lear's third, and hangs out with that crowd- Dak] why the White House seemed so serene and at ease about the vote, he replied that, this time around, the Bush-Cheney henchmen could simply call on martial law. He glumly noted that we are so far down the road toward totalitarianism that, even if Democrats do win back the Congress, it would take at least two generations before the last six years of damage to the nation could be reversed. Gore frankly despaired that any amount of time could ever return the country to where and what it previously was. This prediction left me reaching for some Fernet Branca. [see what I mean about that crowd? -Dak]
Hark! I thought I heard a hand grenade hit my bureau.
Photo note: The American flag, hooked, faded, thin, frayed, tied in a knot. And you thought it couldn't get worse
Personal note: I am off to Kennybunkport, Maine for the weekend to celebrate my ability to avail myself of senior discounts, if I so choose, though it is often my preference to disguise myself as a thirty five year old. If I see Barbie or HW, you knowjust what I'll do. They couldn't deny a little old lady.
