If you are wondering why I was at the Parker House yesterday, it's because that is where the lady of the house and I spent our first night of matrimony. I have a gaggle of Europeans visiting and they ask me about the Gulf oil spill. What can I say besides that it is criminal? BP has black hands but so does every other involved party, my own federal government included. It is a difficult time to be patriotic.
I tend to keep politics off the Dot Matrix because I tend to be mostly apolitical. This is a sad time to be in America and to be an American. Not only because of the man-made environmental disaster but because our government, one that I believe is the best in the world, turned out to be something less than effective. This event is my Watergate and I had little faith to begin with in Washington's abilities.
I hate to be cynical but I can no longer suspend my disbelief.
Thanks, as usual, to the New Orleans Ladder for the above illustration. I will be in New Orleans for good next week, bombarded by bad news. New Orleans, witness to its share of tragedy, maintains the high moral ground. An odd position for a place many people associate with easygoing sin.
Our more usual fare will reappear tomorrow, but I wanted to vent my disgust at this whole situation. Over the years, it hasn't always been easy to be a proud American, but I have done it. In this case I find it impossible.
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