Thursday, April 30, 2009

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Arlen Specter Switches Parties

Arlen Specter
Arlen Specter is the latest U.S. senator to switch parties.  Nothing wrong with that.  These days, with Rush Limbaugh leading the Republicans, who can blame him?  But, he reminds us that there is an honorable way to do it, and as he chose, a dishonorable way.


Like it or not, any politician running on a party ticket owes a duty to complete his or her term as a member of that party.  A duty to the party and to the voters.  If he or she believes that they can no longer represent the voters through the party, then they should resign first, then join another party, and then stand for reelection.

The fact is, like most national politicians, Specter stands for the only principle he knows:  Getting reelected.

Update:  David Broder on Specter the Defector:
The one consistency in the history of Arlen Specter has been his willingness to do whatever will best protect and advance the career of Arlen Specter.
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Monday, December 1, 2008

Divorced

I am an American.  In the sixties and seventies, I was the ugly American.  Today, I am the divorced American.

Of course this starts with my marital status:  I am divorced.  My ex-wife and I have two children.  She has remarried.  I am currently engaged to a divorcée with two children of her own.  So, I will live with another man’s children while yet another man lives with mine.

I was raised Catholic.  But the Catholic church will not acknowledge my divorce and second marriage.  So, I have divorced my church as well.  My fiancé was raised Baptist.  But when she married her first husband, who is Jewish, she had to convert to Judaism for the sake of her then-future children.  Today, her children are Jewish and she has now divorced two faiths.

My father worked for one company for his entire career.  I have worked for five already.  I divorced three of these, one divorced me, and one simply collapsed.  Today, I am self-employed.

Ten years ago, I divorced my political party.  Previously, I had been loyal to it since I became old enough to vote.  But, like most Americans, I am a political moderate, fiscally conservative, socially liberal.  What party represents me?

I grew up in Massachusetts and lived there after college.  Admittedly, the cost of living there was always high.  But eventually, I divorced my home state.  The cost of living, taxes, and unions drove me to start my own business in another state.

This year, I divorced my newspaper.  What passes for journalism these days is embarrassing.  And besides, I can get more news from a greater variety of sources online, generally for free.  And if any one of them goes astray, I will divorce them as well.

After buying American-made automobiles my entire life, I have just divorced Detroit.  My new car is also made in America, but it carries a foreign nameplate and any profit made by the manufacturer benefits a foreign stock market.  But then again, our own stock market divorced me in 2008.

I also recently divorced Microsoft.  After paying Mr. Gates and crew for 25 years for a deficient product, I just bought a Macintosh.  I feel better already.

And as divorce goes, I am not even average.  Many Americans have become totally divorced from the world around them.  Sure, we have all quit taking the newspaper.  But many of us have replaced it, not with other news outlets, but rather, with Comedy Central.  Oprah has become the new Walter Cronkite.  And Americans are more interested in Britney and Paris and football and basketball, than in the real issues of the day.  In short, they have divorced reality.

Even well read Americans seem to have divorced themselves from the ability to think about what they read.  If Thomas Friedman writes it and the New York Times prints it, well then, it must be true.  In their desire to avoid the perception of being judgmental, our post-modern intellectual classes have decided to divorce themselves from good judgment.

I am an American, and, like you, I am divorced.

So as not to be confused with James Frey, this essay is observational, not autobiographical.
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Wednesday, July 23, 2008

On those Pharma Ads

Protectasil (Gardasil) Drug Ad Parody

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Friday, April 4, 2008

PostSecret

On education and love


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Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Kanjana's Heart

Across a distant sea

In an ancient land of karma and fate
A wealthy man has purchased
A living work of modern art
Haunting and sensual
The Golden Heart of Peace and Joy

While she offers him her beauty
He disregards her soul
He can penetrate her surface
But not her golden core
She is mere fruit of karma
Which surely he deserves

For hidden beneath the pretense
And her carnal acquiescence
The callous indifference of destiny
So locked in a vault sealed by fate
Guarded by her confidants

Neglect and Suffering

Kanjana safely secures
Her fragile heart

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Monday, June 4, 2007

Thursday, February 15, 2007

The Freedom of Europe

First, we are born in a government-provided healthcare facility.  Then, we receive a government-provided education, followed by some sort of national service, for the greater good of course.

Afterwards, a government-provided job in healthcare or education or auto-manufacturing or banking.  And, for the brightest among us, public service itself.  Perhaps a nice regulatory or planning agency of some sort.  You see, regulation and planning are vital.

For those of us unfortunate enough to work in the remaining private sector, no worries.  Government and unions protect us.

Naturally, housing is provided or subsidized.  Commuting, and for that matter, all other travel, is conveniently government-provided.  Food subsidized, healthcare provided.

For news and information, the government subsidizes an absolutely free and objective press, staffed by the very best accredited journalists.  Art, literature, film, thankfully, all subsidized as well.  And, we have government agencies to ensure their quality.

We do not waste money on barbaric military spending, for there are more important social needs.  It is an article of faith here that diplomacy can solve any problem in the world.  Besides, our sovereignty is guaranteed from abroad…somewhere.

And finally, we retire relatively young, enjoy years on government-provided social security, and eventually, die in yet another government-provided healthcare facility.


Yes, we all contribute mightily to our benevolent government.  But in return, our jobs are guaranteed and our needs are met.  And, we are freed from all of our former petty, worldly concerns.

Finally, we are truly free!

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Wednesday, April 5, 2006

Elizabeth David on Food and Wine

Rereading Elizabeth David's classic 1959 essay, An Omelette and a Glass of Wine:
Although there are those who maintain that wine and egg dishes don't go together I must say I do regard a glass or two of wine as not, obviously, essential but at least as an enormous enhancement of the enjoyment of a well-cooked omelette.

We are not in any case considering the great occasion menu but the almost primitive and elemental meal evoked by the words:  Let's just have an omelette and a glass of wine.

One of the main points about the enjoyment of food and wine seems to me to lie in having what you want when you want it and in the particular combination you fancy.
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