Letters to the Editor
AJCalhoun
Published Letters: 945 Editor's Choice: 126
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Even A Stopped Clock...
[Read the article: Will Bush and Gonzales get away with it?]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]...is right twice a day. Cronin is a stopped clock. He's been wrong most of the time lately, I agree, but what's most important - or should be - to us sane and honorable and oh, just wonderful folks right now is that he is right about THIS issue, and THIS issue is THE issue. We - America - owing to the insanely arrogant imperial administration currently looking to save its ass from future humiliation (and quite possibly worse) really need to take our help where we find it. If such a once-misguided guy like Cronin can see even this much light, we need to use it to help find our way out of the disgraceful state into which we have fallen. What Cronin has said and done in the past is no longer important. What he might be able to do in the name of what is right NOW is all-important.
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"The Daily Holocaust"
[Read the article: Apocalypse soon]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]I believe it was the late Robert Charroux who used the above term in his "Legacy of the Gods." Whoever it was, the Armageddon may well parallel what Jews have appropriated as "The Holocaust" and what Charroux called "The Daily Holocaust" or what one could just as easily call the Ongoing Armageddon. Any escahtologically-inclined Christian could easily find "evidence" at any time in human history (but most especially post-Gutenberg) for "immanence" of the "end times" based on the savagery with which man treats man. It's not new, it's just been more focused on Israel since some men (and let's remember who created this; it wasn't God, aka "Zeuss") formed a state called Israel and plopped it down in the center of the Arab/Islamic world. This was done, of course, at the behest of men who wanted, some quite consciously and others either unconsciously or through outright pandering, to keep things in line with the eschatologists who had, since the Year One, been waiting for Jesus to return(and/or the Messiah to arrive, check all that apply) and set things straight for the world's Jews and/or Christians, the latter which would not exsist as we know them were it not for the pre-existence of the Jews.
So everybody's got something tied up in this idiot's "war" which has us all watching with rapt tunnelvision, even as bloodshed, slaughter, mayhem (much of it the result of "acts of God") rains down on the planet daily, as Charroux pointed out.
At any rate, yes, the wingnuts are excited about the recent turn of events - yet again. Like the old Beyond the Fringe routine titled "The End of the World", performed in 1962 and already an old joke back then, wherein a group of End-timers have gathered on a hilltop outside of London awaiting The End (based on biblical interpretations). When the precise moment comes...and goes, the late Peter Cook remarks "Not quite the conflagration we'd been banking on" and then, after an uneasy silence, "Well then, same time next week. We've got to get a winner one of these days", followed by cheerful whistling as the quartet pick up their folding chairs and wander off stage.
Meanwhile "man's inhumanity to man" continues to make "countless thousands mourn." Jesus, I'm sure, would be pround. No wonder he keeps declining the invitation! I mean would YOU leave Paradise to drop in here and clean up this ridiculous mess? I didn't think so.
(Oh, and special props to both ktdawg and godsilly for their most cogent observations on the way man and the Universe work).
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I, I, I, Me, Me, Me
[Read the article: What's so damn great about aging?]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]It never ends. She just gets older and more irritating. Then again, she's older than me by a few years, and she's a woman. She probably never shot pool with her ex (Bernstein) in 1962 like I did, and I'd rather do that for all eternity than listen to another sentence from this self-inflated, self-absorbed, extremely fortunate and ungrateful woman who can only whine, even if she jokes with a wan smile as she goes about her caterwauling.
I'm 61, in the midst of my 3rd divorce, have heart disease (and have since my heart attack a dozen years ago when I was a youthful 49), I'm temporarily totally disabled due to a work-related injury, I think I'm developing a Reaganesque wattle, and yet...and yet...what the hell does Nora really want? Life is great. It more than beats what's in second place; it is the only game in town! The fact that I, too, might have made a fortune (and become famous) by writing about myself in various thin disguises has become an item of interest to me again, even though it clearly doesn't bring with it true happiness and certainly not the kind of immortality Efron would like to have. The nubile kind. It does have a certain financial appeal, at least.
Meanwhile, the birds are singing, the cats are playing in the yard, ripe plums are dropping to the earth, the sky is a dazzling blue and there is a combination of jasmine and mimosa on the breeze. I coulda been born in south Lebanon for chrissake! Or China! Or the banks of the Ganges! So could have Efron.
Well maybe not. Not her.
Quitcherbitchin'!
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Please Don't Try to Pass Him off to Us
[Read the article: Joe's fall from grace]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]"Us" being the Republican party. Take Lieberman, along with Zell Miller, for a ride, will you please? The remaining few of us halfway sane Republicans are trying to clean up 35 years worth of toxic spills, deadly spite leaks, errant shotgun pellets, paranoia and road apples left behind by the horses of several faux cowboys who managed to capture the party's imagination during that spell.
Seriously, for Lieberman, Miller, and any other self-hating Dem, the boat has left, no room on the bus, it's over. Don't look at us. We're doing our damndest to get rid of the Death Dwarf who somehow slipped in the back door of the White House, and praying that Abe Lincoln will forgive and forget.
Meanwhile, anybody got a cork puller we can use on this magnum here?