A quiet Saturday morning of reading blogs brought sharp clarity: this administration is steering us down a perilous slope. By sacrificing essential constitutional protections and normalizing torture, authority has abandoned the consent of the governed. When dissent is branded as treason, our fundamental rights as citizens hang dangerously in the balance.
I’m proud to be an American, but tired of being ashamed of our leadership. Somewhere along the line, we traded doing what is right for what is easy, backing corrupt regimes and abandoning our moral high ground. Having seen Bush’s record firsthand in Texas, genuine accountability cannot come soon enough.
I never expected Big Oil to be this desperate to keep Republicans in charge, but you protect who lets you get away with murder. I predicted gas at $1.98 before the election; I was just a month early. Sacrificing millions now is cheap insurance to reap billions later under rolled-back regulations.
If you own big gas cans, fill them up on November 7th—right after you vote.
The words running through my head are “common good.” Providing for it built our roads, schools, and parks—principles this administration seems intent on demolishing through greed and incompetence. It’s time for the privileged elite to rejoin the rest of us and invest in America’s future, before there’s nothing left to save.
You can always tell election season has arrived when Republicans start sounding the alarm on voter fraud. Amusingly, they cite their own past complaints as “evidence.” The only genuine fraud in recent elections has been perpetrated on voters by officials promising fairness while actively ensuring none exists at the ballot box.
The real question about torture is moral: what kind of nation are we? Despite claims of righteous exceptionalism, this administration perverts the Golden Rule, hiding wiretaps, secret prisons, and abuses behind extreme secrecy. They dread these conversations, but they cannot hide forever—because sooner or later, someone always talks, Mr. President.
A great lady who preceded the mess of George W. Bush died last week, and Molly Ivins offered a classic memory of her at Scholz Garten: introducing Ann Richards to a racist East Texas judge, only for Ann to beam and disarmingly tell him, “I am Mrs. Miles.”
Mr. President, this is not a Monopoly game. You will be held accountable by history, if not the courts. Congress won’t hand you a “Get Out of Jail Free” card. You decided this war’s course; trying to dodge accountability now fits the lifelong pattern we’ve seen since your college days.
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