Couldn't have said it better
This editorial by Katha Pollitt says it all.
Politics, science, and other things to think about
Just before the State of the Union address, there were many op-ed pieces about Obama's having been too progressive, or too top-down, not doing enough on the economy, or what-not. I have a different complaint, which was highlighted when I heard him at the House Republican's retreat in Baltimore and again this morning talking to Senate Democrats. He's still saying all the right stuff, even showing real gumption and pointing out the lies. So, I'm wondering whether he's ever actually going to put anyone's nose to the grindstone on any of these important issues? I'm wondering how it is that Joe Lieberman still has an important committee chairmanship, even after he stonewalled the now-likely-not-to-pass health care reform. Where's this version of Obama when he's needed?
I'm about to do some traveling, which has me thinking (again) about the funny TSA rules regarding liquids. Yogurt is considered a liquid, as are hair creams, toothpaste (it says "paste" right in the name!), and hand lotion. Watermelons, however, are solids.
I'm not sure why everyone is up-in-arms about the possibility of a public health plan to compete with the private plans that will remain in place. People seem most worried about 'rationing' of healthcare and the problems that might be associated with having a huge 'bureaucracy' "between you and your doctor". As if those aren't both currently the status quo.
Yesterday was the 40th anniversary of the first time humans walked on the moon. At the time, the achievement was the culmination of intense effort and major technological advances. The event captured the imagination of children and adults worldwide because it inherently changed how we saw ourselves. We believed that we were entering an age of limitless horizons, a technological civilization able to explore beyond our own world. We believed that if we could reach the moon, we could achieve any goal.
I spent an evening a few weeks ago in the presence of the high priest of songwriting, Leonard Cohen. After 15 years away from the stage, about 5 of which were spent at a Zen Buddhist monastery, Cohen was in top form. He began down on one knee in a spot light, singing in his deep, nearly bottomless, voice. His showmanship was excellent, unaffected and almost naïve in his joy at making music. Despite the unfortunate monetary reasons for his tour, he appeared thrilled to be back.
I've been too busy to write recently, but in the days before the election I did find time to volunteer for the No on 8 campaign. I'd thought that living in CA, with the state's electoral votes (for now) effectively sewn up in blue, I wouldn't feel that pressing need to spend hours calling strangers on the phone or knocking on doors. But, despite my Marin County aunt's assertions in April that there was no way CA would ban same-sex marriage, the polls were way too close for comfort and there I was, again, dailing away. I guess I waited too long, because the campaign lost and people's rights were taken away.