Kind thoughts for Elizabeth Edwards

Kindness and love

Elizabeth Edwards needs some kind thoughts right now. We don’t know much, but we do know that whatever is happening is important enough that her husband, John Edwards, has curtailed his Presidential campaign to be with her. Elizabeth has battled breast cancer, which she wrote about in her book “Saving Graces.”
Pawn hasn’t endorsed anyone in the 2008 Presidential race, and isn’t saying that Edwards is his choice, but feels a strong affinity for the sonofamillworker who has come a long way since his awkward introduction to national politics in 2004.
You see, John Edwards has a black mark against him for having been the signing majority senator on the original (and poorly named) U.S.A. Patriot Act in 2001. That shameful bill, written largely by Viet Dinh (currently at Georgetown Law) needed a respected Democratic senator with legal credentials to “author” it for introduction, and John Edwards was just the man. You would be hard pressed, given his current, populist spiel, to deduce that. But, so it is.
All that aside, Elizabeth Edwards is immune from all of that. She is just a dedicated woman who deserves all of our kind thoughts as she weathers whatever her newest travails are. And John, we’ll cut you a break, too.

From incomptetence to ineptitude, Justice losing its head

Justice looses its head

Quietly, while the city around them roils over the revelations that Justice Department officials have lied to congress and carried out a political purge of US Attorneys, White House officials and others with ties to the administration have been trying to figure out just who they can get confirmed once AG Alberto Gonzales gets his head lopped off. And whose name is being floated as a replacement for the soon to be axed AG A.G? Why it is none other than former Judge and US Attorney, and current Secretary of Homeland Security and proven incompetent, Michael Chertoff. The man who, with help from “Brownie,” oversaw the conversion of a large portion of the American Gulf Coast into a replica of a third-world country.

Yeah, that’s what our Justice Department needs, there’s been just too much integrity and competence there up ’til now, let’s let Mikey fix it!

More here, at Politico .

The Half-life of dreams

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In the smooth blue mist of the night, a figure is dimly visible in the distance. As the shapes and sensations of barely recognizable events drift past he pursues the figure, or he thinks he does. The pace of the shifting memories quickens, but he will not be daunted, he feels passionately driven to fix the vision of the figure before, before… It seems to be getting closer now, a woman with raven black hair. As the distant figure gathers out of the mist, others appear as well. One of the shapes edges towards him.

At work, and his hands seem glued to the key tops of the computer console. One report after another flows from mind to hand to screen to paper, they come and go so quickly that he can hardly even remember what he’s writing. But he doesn’t really care, as his focus shifts to the small square of the cursor blinking patiently, it always scoots to the right just in time to avoid being trampled by yet another letter pursuing it’s own journey from mind to paper. In the pulsing of the little square he fancies he sees her. Who? But she’s gone again, just a fleeting tickle in the back of his mind, enough to stir him back to the task at hand.

Some more coffee just may banish this nagging vision long enough to finish these reports. As he picks up his mug and heads to the other room for a refill the monitor blinks out, in seeming approval. Why don’t they just let me DO what I do best, instead of always writing these infernal reports about it.

He walks the path to the coffee machine without the slightest regard for his surroundings, completely preoccupied with his thoughts. Perhaps it’s time for a change of jobs, or … Yes, a vacation.
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Opposition

When the loyal opposition dies, the soul of America dies with it.

Some time back Pawn penned a rant about the role of an opposition. There is new currency on this issue, given the state of affairs in Washington (and across the country). This recent posting on Politico details Democratic National Committee Chairman Howard Dean’s efforts to reach out to leaders both domestic and overseas, and to build an opposition mentaility. Here is a quote:

“I am trying to build relationships with other governments in preparation for a Democratic takeover,” Dean told me. “I want to make clear that there is an opposition in America and that we are ready to take power and that when we do, we are going to have much better relationships with them.”

Grass Roots, Net Roots, Blond Roots, Blue Roots

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The morning’s mail brought this missive from my buddy Russ (channeling H. S. Thompson):

This campaign season is going to get really ugly.
Special Interest groups are going to run with this like crap thru a goose!
“buckle your seatbelt, Dorothy, ’cause Kansas is going bye-bye.”
http://redtape.msnbc.com/2007/03/the_nuclear_mus.html#posts

He has a point here. This election cycle has already brought us an almost unprecedented level of “civilian” involvement in campaign material production. I saw this coming a few years ago when, during the 2004 primary season, my friend Geri produced a 10 minute promotional video to distribute in support of the Howard Dean campaign. You can find an account of that effort here.
Further exploits from that campaign season may be found here.

Killing the messenger

Mercury, messenger of the gods

Rudy Giuliani has been facing one after another embarrassing exposures of late. His son won’t campaign on his behalf, fallout from Rudy’s nasty second divorce. His previous positions on such hot-button issues as public funding for abortions or gays in the military have come back to haunt him, YouTube style. His law firm’s lobbying on behalf of Hugo Chavez connected Citgo hasn’t helped, billing $5,000 a month for well over a year while Rudy refers to Chavez as “not a friend to the US”.

And now Tim O’Brien, the campaign’s director of rapid response, suddenly quit.

Gender Nuetral

Hermaphrodite in the Louvre

In the March 5, 2007 issue of The New Yorker, Lauren Collins wrote a Talk of the Town piece about contretemps between Frank Bruni, New York Times food critic, and Jeffrey Chodorow, a chef perhaps best known for his nationally televised Rocco’s failure in The Restaurant. The dust-up blossomed into a full page ad placed by Mr. Chodorow in The Times.
In her piece, Ms Collins wrote of another (smaller) response some years earlier…”an author placed a series of notices, under the name of a character from her novel, directed at the paper’s lead book reviewer. ‘Yoo-Hoo! My Cute Kakutani!’ they read. ‘Lieb Goldkorn is calling.'”
The latest issue of the magazine carries this letter, from Leslie Epstein, the author of the Lieb Goldkorn novels, “Lauren Collins and the fact-checkers at The New Yorker do not have to feel too bad about mistaking my gender. When I was born, Leslie Howard was all the rage; hence the name of my parent’s little boy. Then along came Leslie Caron, and everything went to pot. With my own experience as a guide, I strongly advise all new parents to give their children utterly unambiguous names. Like Caligula.”

Marty Meehan to leave Congress

martymeehan.jpgAfter serving years in the House from Massachusetts, Martin Meehan will be leaving Congress to take over as Chancellor of the University of Massachusetts, Lowell. One of the most powerful members of Massachusetts’ congressional delegation, as chairman of the Armed Services Subcommittee on Oversight and Investigations Meehan has led the way on issues such as the Walter Reed scandal, elimination of the folly known as “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” and a string of liberal causes.

He will be missed.

Already 8 challengers have lined up to vie for his seat.