My Kingdom for a Can…
Hookay, here I am, less than a week in, and already wishing I had some canned articles. There’s a good reason for it – I started on a new medication this week (last night), and it’s putting me flat out on my back. I could barely shoo my family out of the house fast enough this morning so I could pass out… with the cat curled up next to me as tightly as possible… yet on top of a pointy, pokey book.
Good job, Batman.
The cat, not the superhero.
I still want to write a piece on what I left dangling yesterday, and even now, the resources I gathered for it are sitting there, taunting me. Maybe my head will unfuzzy enough for me to do something with it tomorrow, though I suspect that it’s going to take me several days to find enough brain power to do anything more than the shallowest thoughts. Which is fine – it doesn’t take a lot of energy to roll my eyes at Facebook being forced to admit to being massively insulting to their user base (reminding me that, once again, I’m very happy I have absolutely no personal data on there at current), or at Sarah Palin making a botch of it all again. Oh, she’s not to blame for the murder specifically, but I will say that all the parties on both sides of the aisle using nasty rhetoric are incredibly guilty of setting a bad example.
But then, I take umbrage in general with how hateful the average American is, and why they think it’s okay to be quite so hateful. But then, I supposedly deserve it, veteran or not, because I’m an evil former American. Yes, because the second someone moves away, they surrender their US citizenship… NOT. *snorts* I try to have some patience – the children that grew up in the wake of 9/11 have been fed an increasingly strict diet of patriotism, hatred, fear, and exceptionalism. And even amongst my friends and family back stateside, I get some amazingly vehement attitudes suggesting that I’m horribly wrong for attempting to encourage dialog, that there’s nothing to be fixed, and that I’m a hateful person for wanting to dissect what is good and what is bad to make it better! It hurts the brain, mes amis, it does. 🙂
Anyways, Nurse Batman is poking me to make sure that I’m doing alright, so I think I’ll wrap this up short and see if I can finish any other tiny tasks today without drooling on myself. I hope everyone has a lovely day, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll manage that other piece I’ve been thinking about… later this week.
I found this article to be quite telling in relation to American exceptionalistic attitudes and the way the rest of us think (or don’t think) about it
Specifically the answers and analysis of the answers to the question:
“The question was posed to the group at the table: If you had to appoint one nation to be in charge of emergency measures to rescue Planet Earth from its gradual but seemingly certain decline, what country would you pick?”
An excellent piece – thank you. Me, I might start rooting for the Aussies-as-Kings, myself. *grins*