March 30th, 2003

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On books, words, and feelings...

The other day, while poking around the web, I read the Guardian review of Aldous Huxley: An English Intellectual"... not only is it about one of my favorite authors, but it's the only book on him that goes into any great detail about his interesting personal life.

Apparently, Mr. Huxley was entirely too intellectual for his own good at times, which made it extremely fortunate that he married a beautiful, vivacious Belgian ex-pat called Maria Nys, who was freespirited and bisexual. She was a partner, lover, and even a matchmaker for him/them. They shared what can only be called a longstanding polyamorous triad, infact.

So, I went to the local library to find the book. They didn't have it in Santa Clara. They didn't have it in San Jose. They didn't have it anywhere, really. They might be able to get it from somewhere else in the country and have it shipped over... If they can manage, they might order it, however. Hope so, otherwise I will have to buy yet another book I don't have room for.

Libraries need more money... much more. The Iraqis, however, do not need more $1M cruise missiles. They are suffering from a cruise missile surplus right now, thankyouverymuch, and the amount of targets left in Iraq that are actually worth more than $1M is running out rapidly.

I've been thinking a lot about what I write lately. I'm an input/output conduit for information, it seems. Raw data comes in one end, and hopefully comes out the other with some sort of context and meaning. Still, words make lukewarm companions and dubious friends, especially when the data is as universally negative as it has been lately.

I know that spreading the truth as best as I can determine is a good thing, but I wish it did more to make me happy. I don't want to become bitter, or lonely, or depressed, even though it would be so easy to become all of the above right now. I mostly just want to feel loved, to feel cared about, and really just to escape from all of (waves and gesticulates wildly) this.

I need a long drive in the country. I need to be surrounded by nature. I need to be held and kissed passionately for a prolonged period of time... I'd *like* more, but that's all I need.

But do you want to know what I *don't* need?!

(waves and gesticulates wildly...)
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The Five Stages in the Acceptance of Bush

The five stages in the acceptance of Bush are:

  • Denial : Initial reaction to any Bush victory, that is often accompanied by excuses and feelings of isolation and loss. ("Fraud! He didn't *really* win! He's illegitimate!")


  • Anger : Occurs when the victim can no longer deny Bush. ("Have you seen what that idiot did today?!")


  • Bargaining : May involve protests, writing your local politicians, or prayer, in the hope that past mistakes can be remedied that led to the Bush presidency. ("I know it's kind of late, but if we all just hit the streets now, I'm *sure* he won't drag us into an unsupported war...")


  • Depression : Involves a period of grieving for the loss; the situation is sad and the person has the right to be depressed. ("I can't believe he's *gaining* in the polls again! I wonder how hard it is to move to Canada?")


  • Acceptance : Involves coming to terms with Bush without feelings of hostility; allows time for facing a prolonged Bush administration in a constructive way. ("Maybe if I ever have money again, I should invest it in defense stocks...")
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How Saddam and his leaders are staying alive...

Interesting article over at El-Ahram out of Egypt that mentions details on how Saddam Hussein and other top leaders are avoiding being targetted in this war, while still keeping up communications.

"(Saddam) moves frequently between several fortified bunkers capable of withstanding missile bombardment and heavily guarded to forestall possible assassination attempts or a coup mounted by Iraqi opposition forces.

As part of the heightened security around the president, he has stopped using phones of any kind, including that linked to a one-of-a-kind top secret cable network created for him by a Swedish firm in the 1980s and never renovated or modified since in order to prevent infiltration.

Saddam has also forbidden his private secretary and other close aides from using any communications devices from his hideouts. Communications are handled through a small number of hand-picked officers, each charged with conveying Saddam's orders -- coded and bearing Saddam's personal signature -- to a specific command authority.

As was the case during the second Gulf War, Saddam has taken precautions to ensure that his movements will be as inconspicuous as possible. He has commandeered for this purpose several old model taxis, which he will drive alone, disguised in Bedouin dress, with his American-made machine gun within easy reach on the seat next to him."


If Baghdad falls, do you think he'll escape outside the country, ruling an Iraqi resistance in exile? He could shave his mustache and moonlight as a cab driver in New York or London, perhaps... who'd notice?!