never begin or end on time.
In America, our 20th Century was brutally murdered
on September 11th, 2001.
But our 21st Century did not begin
until August 28th, 2008.
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Got to disagree with you there, Drifty.
The 20th century began with the assassination of Franz Ferdinand in 1914 (the first act of contemporary terrorism, and the beginning of the end of Europe's empires). It ended with the August 1991 failed coup in Moscow. See, unofficially, the 20th century started late and ended early, like some southern California office worker.
Yes, 9/11 was dramatic (I should know, I was in 1WTC when Flight 11 hit). But the world had already changed when the USSR disappeared from the map in a single day. Also, 1991 was the year I got my first e-mail address. The 21st century started then (unofficially).
Of course the scientific start of the century was 01/01/01.
You rock, Drify. Keep up the amazing writing!
I agree with you. 8/28/08 was when we, as a nation, formally entered the 21st Century. Granted, racism still exists, but it's a measure of our growth as a society that Obama can not only win the primaries, but get nominated as a major-party Presidential candidate.
Oh Magoo, you've done it again!
Where MeCain had 5 1/2 years as a POW, Americans have had 7. Sit down Popeye, we have seniority!
November 5th,2008 until January 20th, 2009 will be a collective holding of breath.
Convention Randomness.
Obama took the stage at 9:11 pm CST. (I thought it was subtle, brilliant.)
Bill Clinton's exit music?
Robert Palmer's "Addicted to Love"?
Faux News didn't seem to have advertisers lining up for their coverage. AARP and promos for MeCain's upcoming appearance w/ Chris Wallace?
When can we expect Bobo being claimed by Faux on waivers?
Yes, indeed, Sir Driftglass. Perfect!!!
Having missed JFK's Coliseum acceptance speech by a few weeks (lousy TV reception in utero back then, no cable), this thing was magnificently multi-faceted. It diffused all the stupid criticisms and belittled them, it laid out ambitious goals, it defined the man more clearly, it turned the Maverick into Festus, and it carefully mixed passion and urgency without ever boiling over into anger. And it left the bitter and twisted small-minded bobbleheads like Brit Hume sputtering and looking undeniably stupid and sputteringly speechless. And why Palin? I woulda chosen Cleese or Idle - much better known troupe members to round out the ticket, yaknow?
Why Palin?
Because he must think he's running for homecoming king ......
blader -- oh, that's a good one, made me laugh, -- a meme just right for viraling
brilliant post.
brilliant snippet of comment:
"Where MeCain had 5 1/2 years as a POW, Americans have had 7. Sit down Popeye, we have seniority!"
I have a DNC hangover, which was quickly medicated by the bizarro vp nod to Palin. What kinda shit is McSame smokin? My hangover was replaced by a big surge of offended rage. What a dumbass!
Moving post.
Hey, Palin is a woman! All of her kids noticed. McCain's handlers explained a very simple plan to him:
We have to have lots of Hillary's votes (they're unhappy)
Hillary is a woman
Palin is a woman
maybe some of Hillary's people will confuse us with someone who cares about women and vote for us.
mccain has met palin - TWICE -- the chemistry is so there
trophy wife, trophy VP
Love you.
Drifty -
exceptional post.
why Palin? Because these jerkoffs have absolutely ZERO RESPECT for the voter...
Just like the marketers and Christianists who married Huggy and the Alaskan together...
to them, we are the rubes... good for a laugh on the way to the bank (or rapture)
Maybe this year, the rubes will defy their expectations?
SP
You are insiteful and brilliant. And I still lurvs ya.
Thanks, Mr. Glass.
You keep it rockin.
Yep.
Oh, Drifty, you warm my cockles.
Deeply.
All the way down.
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