Posted on March 10, 2003 at 10:21 pm | No Comments
My frustration over our administration’s continuing worldwide clusterf*ck (sorry, mom) is reaching a boilingpoint. I can no longer sit idly by, reading article after article, embarassment after national embarassment, and watch as any international solidarity we had after the towers fell trickles away. My busy life affords little free time, but I’m going to be spending a bunch of it working on the Dean campaign. Amie and I signed up over the weekend, and we’re ready to go. Bring on a Boston office, and we’re there.
Howard Dean’s not afraid to speak his mind about the serious long-term consequences of a misguided attack of Iraq. Take a look at the transcript of his appearance on Meet the Press last Sunday. He answers questions first with a simple Yes or No, then proceeds to explain his position. What a novel idea, huh? Thing is, his domestic positions and agenda is even stronger. He’s gaining momentum, and I’m along for the ride.
Britain’s International Development Secretary, Clare Short, may quit over Tony Blair’s support of Bushy. John Brady Kiesling, a career U.S. diplomat, resigned his post in protest over the current agenda. Pulitzer winning artist Art Spiegelman quits the New Yorker due to their noticable shift to the right since September 11th. Principled people all. The world needs more like them in positions of influence, and that’s why I’m putting my energy behind Dean. It may be a long shot, and it won’t have any impact on the current situation, but I’m so tired of feeling helpless.
Check out his main website to learn more about him, or head over to DeanBlog for the latest campaign news.
Posted on March 10, 2003 at 12:53 pm | No Comments
Ah, the joys of cross-country skiing. How I missed it. Many months into winter, Amie and I finally motivated and hit some trails at Smuggs up in Vermont on Saturday. Her first time (and my first in years), and she was a natural. Seriously, she handled it like a pro. Only fell once, and she tackled more than a few super-sloping hills. Didn’t even have to teach her how to turn… it just came to her. Chickenbone? Easy. Pigeon-toe? No sweat. Up and down hills like a champ.
The trails were deserted and the temps were more than tolerable. We were actually too hot, and had to lose a couple layers. I can’t wait to head back up to Bolton Valley in a couple weeks for a full day with Kate and Jim.
The evening brought a fantastic meal and some relaxing hang-time with co-workers at a rented condo on the mountain, followed by a night in Burlington at my folks place. Shout out to my Dad, who celebrates a birthday in a couple days and starts his new job as city manager of St. Albans today. No need to wish him luck, as I have no doubt he’ll manage the heck outta the place.
Speaking of birthdays, gotta wish a Happy Birthday to the one and only Miss Mary today (who really needs to do some blog updating, there :)). She’s off somewhere in the Berkshires, doing the spa thing with her mom. Chillaxin’, so to speak. (Ok, I won’t ever use that word in my blog again. Hmmm… actually, I take that back. I can’t hinder my ability to annoy you). Anyways, um, Happy B-Day, Mary!
Amie and I stopped at Matt n’ Mary’s pad on the way back to Boston yesterday, and got to meet their new arrival… Spike. 11 weeks old, absolutely insane, and uber-cute. Bear witness…
Holy crap, is he adorable or what? He’s a Schnoodle. Half Schnauzer, half Poodle. And his friends call him Schpike.