I liked James Carroll's column in the Boston Globe today on how the Iraq war is not only a fucked up Bush policy but also a reflection of the expansionist forces of the American economy, and that makes most of us implicated in one way or another. It's too easy just to blame Bush and throw up hands in despair and absolve oneself from US foreign policy. Anyway, he describes it far more eloquently.
Riding the T, walking through Boston, through the Common Garden, past the State House, into the Old Granary Burying Ground, beside City Hall, down by the harbor.
Music by me.
...and none are mine! At least my two bucks will go to state coffers and pay for great things like roads, libraries, and a nice car for the Governor.
Still, if one person had to win, I'm glad it's this guy.
One of the great things about America are these mulitstate mega lotteries. Powerball is the big one, but Mega Millions stacks up respectably. No one took home last night's whopping prize of $275 million so now the jackpot is growing to a mind-blowing $340 million! Sure, the odds of winning are still as slim as the 6/49 or Quebec 49 but your dollar lets you fantasize about ten times as much cash.
By the way, this ticket I bought ... didn't win a damn thing.
Great for snacking because unlike normal pretzels, it's easy to keep track of how many you're actually eating. And chomping on a rod is kind of like smoking a cigarette, only much saltier.
There's a metaphor for Canada somewhere in this loaf of bread.
I'm just hoping it doesn't involve Glenn Bahr.
