March 28, 2004
Friedman
I so hunger to wake up and be surprised with some really good news — by someone who totally steps out of himself or herself, imagines something different and thrusts out a hand.
And yet, he continues to tune out.
I have a confession to make: I am the foreign affairs columnist for The New York Times and I didn't listen to one second of the 9/11 hearings and I didn't read one story in the paper about them. Not one second. Not one story.
Too bad, you twit. Because seeing Richard Clarke apologize to the families of the 9/11 victims was the moment you were looking for.
He then proceeds to provide a wish list of things for the Bush administration to do that... well... monkeys flying out of my ass... etc.
Bush driving a Prius? Is he fucking high? I suppose he wants a pony too. A magical fucking pony that can fly and talk and is pink and will be his bestest friend for ever.
He closes with a request for Kerry.
Most of all, I want to wake up and read that John Kerry just asked John McCain to be his vice president, because if Mr. Kerry wins he intends not to waste his four years avoiding America's hardest problems — health care, deficits, energy, education — but to tackle them, and that can only be done with a bipartisan spirit and bipartisan team.
I suspect that if Kerry thought that McCain would commit suicide within the Republican party and agree, he might ask him. The problem is not Kerry. It's McCain. He's not Zell Miller. He's not a Democrat in a Republican's hide. He's a principled Republican. But he's still a Republican.
Plus, why the fuck are they the ones who get the extremist administrations and we're the ones who have to be centrists? I'm sick of this shit.
Posted by John at March 28, 2004 07:15 PM