Friday, September 26, 2008
Presidential Debate
I hope you're watching this.
Grown men in suits incapable of behaving themselves in public.
This debate is good, I'm glad McCain wasn't allowed to put it off with the ridiculous excuse about the economy. We are in trouble whether or not he gets up there and discusses issues with Obama.
McCain bothers me. Everything about him bothers me. If you vote for him, I wish you all of the terrible karma in the world.
He just said that America today is safer than 9/11. Safer? Really? Do you think that us invading countries and killing innocent people is safety? Instilling hatred in the hearts of other countries is safety? Ridiculous. At least Obama can get up there and say that we still have work to do, and that we need to repair our relationships with other countries.
Also, I sincerely hope that you don't believe that there is any way to "win" the war in Iraq. When we first went in, it wasn't called a war, it was "Operation: Iraqi Freedom." Well, five years later, there is no freedom, there is only American oppression. There is no way to win. We lost the minute we set foot on their land. We lost the minute we failed to do what we said that we would do. We lost when we lied. We lost, pure and simple.
McCain will pull out the veteran issue, and win the empathy of millions of people. I respect him for having been a POW, but that doesn't make you a better leader. That experience means that you've been in war. There is no longer any just war. This isn't WWII, there is no cause for war other than greed and fear. Why can't you work for peace?
McCain has an annoying face, also. I mean, go with your gut, but your gut should be telling you to vote for Obama.
Obama was organized and I enjoyed his speaking. I feel as though McCain got a little bit flustered and agitated.
God save us all come November.
Weekend and Pictures
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Bike. Protesting.
Wow. It's been a long week already and it's only Tuesday.
On Monday night, Emily and I were in the basement/bike storage room doing laundry and I realized that my bike wasn't where I had left it. I thought about it for a couple minutes, thinking that maybe I had biked somewhere and then just left it, and returned home after whatever I had been doing. But then, in the corner, wrapped around some bars on the window, I saw my bike lock. It was a long metal chain with loops at the end where I would attach the lock. The chain had been cut, and then discarded in the corner.
I am livid. In a locked room, in a locked gate, in my own apartment building, someone cut the lock on my bike and took it.
Today, for my Women, Crime and Justice class, I went downtown to Loyola's Lewis Towers to hear Lisa Madigan speak. She's the attorney general of Illinois and she hasn't done anything to reopen cases for victims of police torture. (John Burge was a police commander...do you remember hearing about him?) The event required RSVPs and our class hadn't been aware of that, so we stood outside and ended up joining the protesters. We were all yelling and the police had to come and reorganize the group. They ended up trying to gain entrance into the building to go up and get into the speech.
They were from the Campaign to End the Death Penalty and I ended up holding a clipboard and getting signatures from the passerby. It was fun. Emily went with me and took pictures. I'll put them up as soon as the internet will let me. For some reason, it's not working right now.
Monday, September 22, 2008
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