Troublesome
I share Maureen Dowd's indignation: if Harry Samit can provide evidence of the seventy memos that he sent to FBI superiors on the subject of Zacarias Moussaoui, then David Frasca and Michael Maltbie should be terminated at once. These gentlemen were the recipients of the memos, but declined to take action because to do so would be "troublesome" for the Bureau. Makes me feel safe and protected.
It's heartwarming, but not satisfying, to read further that, according to an "administration official," Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld "does not hold the same sway in meetings anymore," but is regarded "as an eccentric old uncle who is ignored." One imagines an entire cabinet of eccentric old uncles, all being ignored. What a can-do country we live in.
In the Business Section, there's a dark little story about the so-called Wright Amendment, enacted some thirty years ago to stunt the growth of Southwest Airlines. Moral: democracy works, eventually. But O that Lone Star State. The Texans are different.
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I share your indignation. And thanks be Dowd does. But who else?
It is interesting to me to see how my colleagues on this trading desk, of varying intelligence, all white collar workers, approve of Bush blindly and say he, not Gore, was the 'right man' for the job post 9/11. They still rail in fury at Clinton and pass out jokes about his lying/Monica/impeachment. His intelligence and compassion are unimportant because he lied.
And pointing out an article like Dowd's about who knew what when is countered by the observation that there haven't been any attacks in almost 5 years, which proves that Bush is doing the right job. And Bush's lying is somehow in defense of the country and okay.
Torture? Abuse of prisoners? What they deserve. Geneva Convention? What's that? Joe McCarthy? Manager of the Yankees in the 40's. The world hates us? F**k 'em. And these are people in their 30s and 40s.
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March 22, 2006 04:51 PM