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The big day has arrived.\u00a0 Kate’s last shift.\u00a0 She’s off right now getting her nails done–her constant scrubbing in and out of rooms made fancy nails silly–and her toes, since she wears sandals almost all year round.\u00a0 This way she’s dolled up for tonight and for the next week in Colorado.<\/p>\n
Back a bit I bought a print by a Minnesota artist, Mike Elko.\u00a0 It hangs to the right of this computer and looking at it right now triggered a major aha.\u00a0 The print is the faux cover of a magazine, Practical Paranoia.\u00a0 It features a cartoon woman with sixties hairdo and clothing, a tear trickling down her face and this copy next to her:\u00a0 He keeps saying, “If you question me, then the terrorists have won!”\u00a0 Is all of this really necessary or is he just trying to make me crazy?\u00a0 I live in…<\/p>\n
A Bush era piece, I bought it in part as a lest we forget, a cautionary tale about government gone loony.\u00a0 As I looked at it right now, I realized a huge difference, a huge positive difference between the Bush and the Obama eras.\u00a0 We don’t feel this way anymore.\u00a0 There is no longer the Cheney–Rumsfeld–Bolton–Wolfowitz–Kristol nexus, a sort of demented nerve ganglia that twitched and pulsed cries of alarm at every shadow.\u00a0 Obama has calmed us as a nation while continuing to actively pursue terrorists, and a sober analysis of the Bush methods.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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