Letters to the Editor
Nita Martin
Published Letters: 270 Editor's Choice: 62
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Big hat, no cattle...
[Read the article: P.S., Mr. President: "Bin Laden Determined to Strike in U.S."]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]So, the president gets trashed all the time. He thinks people hate him, but he doesn't care. The lord is on his side. He thinks the polls are against him, but he doesn't pay attention to them. If you don't read them, they don't exist. He knows most of the world views him as an ass, and it doesn't keep him from sleeping at night.
But...just pen a few words about his cowboy duds and watch the cow pies hit the fan!!!!
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Let's talk about me....
[Read the article: After 9/11, Rudy wasn't a rescue worker -- he was a Yankee]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]To a narcissistic creep like Giuliani, choosing to spend time at ground zero, and choosing to spend time basking in the baseball limelight by association is a no-brainer. Once the photo ops at ground zero started to thin out...what was the point, after all? Getting to rub elbows with athletes when you, yourself are a skeletal wimp, and hang out in front of the press at the big games...well...that's what I'm talkin' 'bout.
Giuliani doesn't waste time on the things that aren't going to look good in his portfolio.
And he has leveraged his "lucky break" as the mayor of NYC on 9/11 to the hilt. Like George W. Bush, who has actually said "I planted the flag of democracy in Iraq", (not WE)Giuliani sees everything through the prism of his place in the equation. He's used the 9/11 victims, the firefighters and and police as props, just like "W" has used them.
And if Giuliani were ever to get to the White House, we could expect him to continue the use of the troops in the same manner. As props. And the "war on terror" would be the club he used to continue bludgeoning us into fearful submission, like his predecessor. All the while, his company of opportunity would continue to rake in the terror-related big bucks. Can you say Bernie Kerick?
No, Garry...he doesn't deserve a break.
As for president, have you heard him speak? It's "W" all over again in complete lack of cohesive thought. Just the badly articulated words are sometimes bigger. And "cowboy" crap would be replaced with an erudite city slicker facade.
Rudy....as all-American as baseball...and just as arrogant and corrupt.
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Garry, Garry, Garry....if by chance you check back here...
[Read the article: After 9/11, Rudy wasn't a rescue worker -- he was a Yankee]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]I honestly thought you were trying to cut Giuliani a little slack, relatively speaking. My mistake. I really should have known better.
Sorry, Bud.
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There is sometihing missing in the equation
[Read the article: Cupid's science]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]Academics get paid and promoted for overthinking. Alas, personal experience tells us that attraction isn't science. It's art.
Years ago, (before their makeover) I subscribed to Match, and was connected to a number of witty, intelligent, interesting, successful (by appropriately individual standards) and slightly smart-assed (my own preference) men. By their bios and e-mail exchanges, I could tell that they were all those things. I could also tell that I liked them. But then, those are the qualities that float my boat.
Then a friend got me to try eHarmony. Just the name gave me the willies. I answered the questions honestly, and was told there was no match for me...in other words, I was one of those million "rejections" the ads talk about. So was my friend. We aren't gay, depressed or "murky". We are women in business, alpha dogs in our venues, and although we both like romance and "real men", we don't like subservience and don't lack self-confidence.
The term "soul mate" makes me wince. As do the sappy eHarmony ads where the men are always taller than the women, yet they are none-the-less psychological bookends.
These sites that promote socio/psycho matching based on questions that don't allow for "personality" are missing the boat. And I wear my rejection by eHarmony as a badge of honor that says..."intelligence, wit, fun and honesty welcome. Soulmates...not so much.
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He's not a white whale....
[Read the article: Coming soon: Karl Rove as Jesus]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]He's now officially a white elephant.
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So many choices begging to be irreverent.....
[Read the article: War Room contest: Pick the Democrats' bumper sticker]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]Dems wink:
It's your ass. Save it.
Democratics: The UnRepublicans Club
Dems seriously (sort of):
Democrats: Good for your Constitution.
Democratic Party: Everyone's Invited.
GOP:
Because we said so.
Can you say "rendition". Vote GOP.
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um...uh..well...uh...ya see....I didn't write anything...so I'll just have to answer questions...uh, half-assed.
[Read the article: "There is no report because I haven't written it"]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]"I mean it's the steps these tribes, communities, individuals are taking are rooted in a political context and you gotta keep an eye on that, too. So that's kind of where I am on benchmarks."
Is he kidding?
We gotta keep an eye on this? I'd say truer words were never spoken, but I'm seeing that great big all-seeing eye trained a little closer to home.....
Where the HELL ARE WE GETTING THESE PEOPLE? Do you have to get a 90 on your IQ test to be a Republican? Or is it just the people who work for the Bush administration? They screen his audiences, maybe they screen his staff so no one will make him feel stupid. Honestly. There are more articulate people manning the register at my local convenience store.
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Thank you Tim and Salon....I really needed this....and apparently I'm not alone.
[Read the article: War Room contest: Pick the Democrats' bumper sticker]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]Having fun.
Dems for fun
Put your money on Democrats. And get change.
Or, the Repub version:
Buy yourself a Republican. And you won't need a pension plan.
Or:
If it doesn't say Diebold, don't pull the switch.
A donkey and an elephant walked into a bar...oh, nevermind, that was something else.... (it's all this silliness, and possibly the Skittles)
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Garry Owen...gotta ask....blog etiquette forestalled for the moment....
[Read the article: "There is no report because I haven't written it"]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]"I love Paris in the Fall. The trees turn gold and crimson and silver. The sidewalk cafes bring their tables indoors and the tourists have all gone home. I love sitting near the window at La Rotonde on the Boulevard du Montparnasse, nursing a cafe grand creme and reading the International Herald Tribune in my black beret and pea coat, trying to imagine Hemingway writing at this same table in between the wars."
One day a charming bed-sit in Paris...and not quite the next, a trash-talking, but fiendishly informed angry vet who goes for the top shelf tequila and actually knows what the Mountain Meadows Massacre was. (So do I, actually had a couple of ancestral cousins disappear into the Utah dirt.)
Who ARE you? Enigmatically speaking, or course.
I'd like to sign this anonymous, naturally, but it's against my religion.