dark day
Thursday, January 20th, 2005I want to write a post about B&H;, the most amazing store in New York. I want to write a post about the snowstorm we’re supposed to get. I even kind of want to write a post about the aftermath of Macworld.
But not today.
Today, I mourn. And I wonder – will I still be living here the next time there’s an inauguration? Will I still be welcome, and free, in the country formerly known as America? The Times poll says that even though only 3 percent of Americans think Social Security is in a crisis (the mob has its facts straight for once!) and pretty much nobody wants it changed, a substantial majority say they figure W will get his way. They think most forms of abortion will be illegal before he leaves office, but that our troops will still be in Iraq that day.
The vote certification, the confirmation hearings – too, too horrible. I can’t believe the powerlessness. What, oh what, are we to do? It’s hard to hope today. I’m even offended that he wore a blue tie. That color is ours. I want to yell at him – Your color is the color of blood, and fury! Why must even your clothes be a lie?
The pigs and sheep are celebrating. But human beings can only cry.