three responses each to my posts. And I have to figure out what I'm trying to say. To be honest, my whole thinking on the whole war is garbled with feelings of rage and grief, and it's hard to concentrate on the subject matter from there. As I said, there was a right way and a wrong way to start this whole thing, and I think we chose the wrong way. I've said this before, I'll say it again. I confess freely to the bias that I don't particularly *like* this administration in Washington.
My US passport came in the mail two weeks and two days ago, which I found ironic, because it was the one day I most wanted to say "No, I'm not an American citizen" and here's this little booklet that strongly identifies me with this country. While I've calmed down somewhat from then, I don't know. I find that the war is making me sad, and I still trust Bush and co. just about as far as I can throw 'em, which isn't very far, they're not softballs.
So maybe it's just better I shut up on trying to express how I feel, because I can't seem to argue coherently with anybody, and I don't know what else to do. Or maybe I'll start turning comments off when I try to work out how I'm feeling. I don't know yet.
Yeah, if you haven't noticed, some of this is the depression talking. But I don't know what to do about that, and I'm just pretty convinced there's a lot of folks not reading this thing. But then again, I don't comment much, so why should I expect people to comment on mine?
So...yeah. I'll just be over here in the corner if'n ye need me.