Friday, March 16, 2007

Excuses, Excuses

Photo: Here is a boy selling cotton candy at a bazaar in Kerman, Iran. By Lorraine Adams

Maybe it's because someone steals my Times from the stoop every morning (if you are reading this right now, thief, please suck my balls), or that I feel like I've heard it all before, or that it's all just so fucking depressing, but I notice that I haven't been as interested the newspaper over the past few weeks.

I still read it, yeah, but I'm growing weary. I think it's a combo of the three: I do not have a place in the apartment where I can enjoy reading a laptop screen, and these articles are so revealing, but then again, so were the last ten-thousand articles on the same topics printed since 9/11. The FBI mishandles sensetive, private information about thousands of Americans. Oops. 8 U.S. attourneys are canned at the Justice Dept. apparently for political reasons. But evidently Alberto Gonzales and the Bush Administration were either way too busy to notice, or just, like, forgot they did that, or something. Ding ding, sound the fuckin' alarm again.

Khalid Sheik Mohammed admits to orchestrating 9/11, and a long string of other high-profile attacks which he most likely did not do. Apparently they also put him in the "dog box." That's why he talked. And Holy Shit! We're probably going to war with Iran if the Bush Administration keep up their parade of circumstantial evidence. Not to sound nihilist, but is this seriously that surprising, considering the way things have been going? Unfortunately I did not read too in depth into the national conference about the war, hosted in Baghdad. Or the country's recent agreement to sign contracts with multinational corporations and sell off the country's nationally-owned oil reserves. Damn.

Last night, it was great to hang out with pals, and especially Inprint's new friend Luke, a guy from Fordham I met at the conference in Portland. (Incidentally, I notice I never gave a report on that, except to say that San Francisco's airport sucks dick. It's been a long week and if you're interested I can go over it later, but only if you're interested, whoever you are.) Luke is the music editor for the Observer at Fordham, and it goes without saying that we see eye to eye on a lot of things, but also have unique tastes in music. This is a way of saying that it's late and I don't really want to go into it all that further at the moment, but am indeed happy about it.

This article in the Times today was quite interesting. Hats off to any reporter who could get an interview like this. Even if it means crawling over a pile of dead bodies, risk sacrificing life and limb only to gaze down the dark, serpentine pathway that is our future, call this making a step in the right direction, at least by journalistic standards:
"New Face of Jihad Vows Attacks"