I don’t rant nearly enough on this blog. I do it plenty to the radio and television when they’re spewing out the miserable news of the day, but I don’t think they hear me. Herewith, a compendium, in no particular order, of stuff that’s bugging me today.
Air Quality: Never very wonderful, the quality of the air we breathe is at a low point due to the hundreds of fires burning all over the state. Ashes float upwards, the breeze blows them hither and yon, and they float back down to muck up the air with something called particles. That grey sky isn’t fog this time, it’s gunk.
Six years ago I was diagnosed with COPD (Chronic Obstructionery Pulmonary Disease), yet I’ve had not one problem—despite, as my doctor says, my “best efforts” to kill myself with cigarettes—until last week. I started wheezing, and recognized the signs of airway obstruction. Doc told me to stay indoors while the fires are going, but it’s hard to avoid breathing altogether. I’ve been researching daily air quality reports, and while the information’s available, it takes some effort to find. What’s up with that? Anyhow, since I’m only just beginning to learn about particles and ozone, I won’t attempt to explain any of it. I’d rather just revive a line from Lily Tomlin’s The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe, screeched out by the character of Agnus Angst, a teenager who wears so much metal the garage door goes up when she’s anywhere near it:
“WHAT’S UNACCEPTABLE IS THAT THE AIR IS UNACCEPTABLE!”
Remote Control Killing: The news anchor on CNN’s Morning Show literally drooled in admiration today while military honchos in a Reno Nevada warehouse flipped a switch and annihilated people clear across the globe, in Afghanistan. Apparently they’ve been doing this regularly. Of course, they’re only killing bad guys…you know, those terrorists hiding beneath dark burquas, and men claiming to be kids who are actually murderous villains in disguise. Barf.
The Four Day Work Week: The State of Utah recently came up with a plan to conserve energy and save money by putting government workers on a four-day work week. Lest we jump to the conclusion that they’ve suddenly become enlightened employers, this isn’t exactly a cut in work hours, as each of those four days is ten hours long. I can barely get through five hours in an office, I can’t imagine the brutality of doing ten. The brainwashed workers are thrilled: it hasn’t occurred to any of them to ask why the government can’t eat the extra day since they’re saving so much money. Everyone knows that actual time spent on actual work in an office is only a fraction of each day–but god forbid the workers should get a break.
Obama’s Move to the Center: I’m keeping track of Barack Obama’s race to the bottom on No Comment, but in the case of abortion rights, I can’t seem to maintain mere observational mode. The self-described pro-choice candidate holds the opinion that, while late-term abortion should be legal if the mother’s life is in danger, mental distress doesn’t count as danger. “I think it has to be a serious physical issue,” he says, “that arises in pregnancy, where there are real, significant problems to the mother…”
So post-partum depression isn’t real? It’s not significant? I’d like to see Senator Obama tell that to Andrea Yates, the severely post-partum mother who drowned her five kids in the bathtub to save them from Satan. Yates is the most tragic and famous case of a phenomenon that may be barely recognized and undocumented, but that doesn’t make it any less real or signifiant.
Who the fuck is Obama (or any man) to decide what’s real or significant in a woman’s life? Who the fuck is he to declare which women and children get to survive and which don’t? As we used to say back in the day:
IF MEN COULD GET PREGNANT, ABORTION WOULD BE A SACRAMENT
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