Knots of despair, whimpers of pain, creeping ennui.
I was going to write about the Supreme Court's decision to all but eliminate Affirmitive Action, to blindly and disingenously pretend this country no longer has a race problem, when I read the Court has agreed to hear a case deciding whether prisoners at Gitmo have a right to challenge their incarceration. Given the depressing Roberts-Alito-Scalia-Thomas bloc, I have a terrifying feeling we all know how this will go.
On the other hand, one of the few known examples of Our Beloved President attempting to do the right thing, his severely compromised but not wholly deplorable Immigration Bill was defeated by his Republican cronies, who openly mocked Bush and the bill itself, not even bother trying to code the racism lurking behind the decision. Bush is already yesterday's news, apparently, and the Republicans have clearly decided they can't elect another president without the support of the KKK.
And Iraq. Oh, Iraq, oh! Even the U.S.-installed puppet prime minister Nuri al-Maliki is decrying the latest American assault on Sadr City, an area he has barred U.S. forces from touching. But blithely came the troops, wiping out "terrorists" in the name of "freedom", though Iraqi cops and hospital workers swear the people killed were civilians still in bed.
Needles in my brain, trembling in my soul, then a shrug. It has happened, and will again. God damn.
