How high can levels of outrage and disgust be? Apparently, mine can get even higher:
“Information that used to be based on science,” the lawmakers said, “is being systematically removed from the public when it conflicts with the administration’s political agenda.”
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The dysadministration is counting on people not to notice or not to say anything when they lie and manipulate information about abortion, breast cancer, and safe sex.
Well, I noticed. I blog, and I vote.
I am almost finished reading a great book. It is one of those books that I’ve had my eye on for awhile, but never got around to buying. See, I knew I would like it, so it wasn’t on my get around to checking it out from the library, or found it someplace so it was living in my unread bookstack for six months list — it was on the buy it and read it list I have always kept in my head. (And lately, in the form of an Amazon wishlist so I don’t forget titles.) It has been on this list for over a year, and last week I bought it at a used bookstore with a credit L and I had for selling books to them.
Did you ever have the feeling that you were reading a book at the perfect time for you to be reading it?
I am having that right now, and it is amazing.
[More details will be posted on Reading notes when I’m done.]
Update: I posted my review.
Christmas displays are a big thing in my neighborhood. There seem to be three general rules for holiday decorations in East Boston: they need to be bright, plastic, and arranged in your window so that they face into the street.
The picture below really doesn’t do this window justice, because the warm glow of the lit-from-within figurines is washed out by the crappy flash of the office’s digicam, but it will give you the idea of what I’m talking about here:
Note the appearance of the creepy Mrs. Claus in the window to the left. This place gets extra points for covering both secular and religious bases in with the diplays, and for practically being on eye-level as you walk past.
My favorite display is one block down from my place. This one isn’t a kitsch-fest, I seriously like it. Okay, I wouldn’t have picked orange for the lights (I’d pick blue) but other than that it is perfect. It is a three-story brick apartment building on the corner, and in the exact middle of each window is a Christmas-candle light display. Even the tiny basement windows have a light. They all go on and the same time, and all go off at the same time. It is a miracle of discipline and planning in a building that size, and it looks really cool from the opposite corner of the intersection:
Again, this picture is more of a suggestion of what it looks like than the real thing, due to the crappy camera.
Unfortunately we can’t fully participate in the shiny blinking neighborhood frenzy, as our place doesn’t face the street. You can, however, see the lights on our Christmas tree through the panes of the deck door if you look up to the fourth floor from the parking lot in the back. I guess that makes ours the most understated of all the Italian Christmas diplays in Eastie.
Appearing on sidewalks all over Boston, in red block letters, is the message SANTA IS REAL.
Al Gore choosing not to run in the 2004 presidential is a good idea. Putting the goal of ousting Bush before his own ego gratification is, for a politician, stunning. Other Democrats need to do some serious thinking along these lines and follow Gore’s lead. Daschle, Gephardt and Lieberman this means you.