Healthcare

FUCK YEAH!

USA!  USA!

update

Man, been dark for a while now. 

Not feeling as depressed as during the last blog.  I have been under the weather for a while though.  Been coughing for a consistent week now; my throat has just been killing me.  And I just haven't felt like doing any kind of creative thinking, really, while feeling this down in the dumps.  Usually I do these types of post as a way to flex the writing muscles, get a little limbered up to get back in the swing of things.  I miss writing,  It feels weird to think/type/write that after, you know, not writing, since really if a person wants to write they should just write, right?  And yet, no!  For some reason there is this strange quixotic urge, or anti-urge, that holds me back from doing it in times of distress or stress or hardship or fatigue.  Some mix of fear and discomfort, as if the act of writing was just something I wasn't fit to engage in, and thus I had to abstain.

All Hope Is Gone

In the last week or so, I have basically lost all hope for this country.  It seems to me that Bush sent us on a path to absolute economic, environmental and political dissolution, and because of the psychosis of our country's right wing, the economic power of our corporate class (who are invested in turning us into a plutocracy), the media's either willing or ignorant complicity in the efforts of such people to derail us, and the various obstructionist hurdles in our (supposedly) democratic system of government, make it impossible for Obama to right our course.  And things will just get worse, and the right will regain power, because our people are too stupid to realize that it's the republicans that are still responsible for things not improving, and then we will get, I don't know, Speaker Boehner, and that way just lies the Apocalypse.

Summit

I think the best thing about this health care summit it that it forces the news media to start talking about the actual substance of the bill, and the wide-spread popularity of the of many of its provisions. Hopefully, once people realize how much they support it, it will be easier for the Democrats to finally pass it.

Running up that hill

So lately I have been trying to study up on Latin, as I have felt, in the midst of this my wilderness, starving artist years, that I needed to do something to keep up my image as a scholarly, didactic fellow.  To these ends, I have been reading aloud from Caesar's the Gallic War, in Latin, and revisiting my Wheelock.  I have found, however, that, after my time spent with Caesar, much of my knowledge of Latin is returning, albeit half-formed, and I don't have any great desire to slog through the lesson plans all over again.  Yes, I could learn the vocabulary, but learning the vocabulary is what I am least interested in at the moment, if only because the English translation of anything I will be reading for the foreseeable future will be in the opposing page.  No, I just want to relearn the grammar, and do it without having to read all the text of the sections I have already read.

So today, I read allowed each of the first three declensions, in each gender, over fourteen times each.  I figure, if I can slowly commit the entirety of the declensions to memory, that will make the going much easier.  Besides, as the writing has progressed further, I have found greater and greater enjoyment in acts of seemingly frivolous repetition, or trial and error, like whistling.  It thinks its just the opportunity to engage my brain in activities that have no greater meaning, of any sort.  It's relaxing, in a strange way.