June 20, 2003
The Administration of Smoke and Mirrors released this week the newest hit song in its long-running dance of deception, “We Have God On Our Side,” a lullaby produced by the Environmental Protection Agency, with a half share of songwriting credit to the White House Dept. of Information Management.
June 8, 2003
I must confess, mine are not the swiftest feet on the track. Not until today, more than a month since the story broke, was I able to connect enough dots to see where Jayson Blair fits into the narrative of our National Debate.
May 30, 2003
Is it just me, or does it feel like the lull before a storm?
March 24, 2003
I spent much of the weekend soul searching after getting a scathing response to my pre-war “Moment of Truth” piece from an old and dear friend, who questioned my standing to dissent from the wisdom of our nation’s ruling cabal and averred it is I who am “smug and narrow-minded” in failing to admit the necessity of going to war in Iraq at this time.
March 18, 2003
We have arrived at the historical juncture the world has
been anticipating for months. It’s now time for all players to show
their cards, time to open the envelope and find out who the
winners are and who has lost. It is time to look deep inside and
discover the truth of what is about to happen in Iraq, in the
United States, and all over the globe.
December 16, 2002
Here’s one you might have missed. Like a poker player who
just can’t keep from tipping his hand, the Bush administration has
decided to float the suggestion -in the face of whatever one might
want to call the current economic situation- that the poor are not
toting enough of the load.
In a Washington Post article dated December 16, Jonathan
Weisman reports that the Treasury Department and the White
House Council of Economic Advisers are set to publish findings that 5% of Americans pay 56-59% of income taxes and 41% of all federal taxes collected by the government.
December 1, 2002
I haven’t been feeling much like myself lately. I’ve been a little confused, even, trying to determine just what it is I have been feeling, but whatever it is, it hasn’t been like the me I’ve been struggling to accept and to celebrate for much of the past forty-odd years.
October 5, 2001
To the vast multitudes who have joined the war on terrorism, you who are steadfast in your certainty that death must immediately befall those who would threaten the lives of innocents anywhere (especially should those innocents be fortunate citizens of the greatest, most powerful, noble, and benevolent nation to ever grace the pages of human history): here, my plea.
I do not purport to speak as a pacifist, nor as an apologist for the acts of terrorist fanatics, upon whom death must assuredly be visited if Civilization is to be spared the scourge of their insanity. I speak not as a congregant of any religion, nor as a citizen of any nation; not as a member of any community, nor even as the head of my own family. I speak only for myself, as one voice among the billions whose might be raised in supplication to the Power that Be; hear my plea:
