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November 3, 2004
Kids see everything so clearly...
I couldn't pass this opportunity up. I've refrained from posting anything political but if there is one post about the election that can sum up how I feel without going into details or trying to pick sides and become partisan, it is this.
There are many other reasons why I feel this election should have gone another way and maybe it just comes down to what Jon Stewart said about being driven into a ditch by someone. Even if that person said "Ayuk yuk, don't werry, I'll git us outta here", he said he'd give the keys to a 7 year old. We'll see where the next 4 years takes us but again I agree with another comment Jon Stewart said. He quoted Bush's statement, "History will judge me", and said "We don't have the luxury for history to judge, we need to get it right."
Here's the good stuff via Jim from wirefarm.com:
Nixon Wins in Landslide: "In 1972, I was a six year old boy. Thirty-two years ago this morning, I raced downstairs to the living room, after a night on which I was allowed to stay up later than usual to watch Walter Cronkite read election results as they trickled in. My father had just retrieved a the morning paper from the front porch. As he opened it and set it on the coffee table, I read the headline, set in large block type across the top of the page: "Nixon Wins in Landslide." How was it possible, I wondered, that the people of my country had re-elected someone that even I, a boy of six, could so clearly see was a Bad Man? How could they have not taken the opportunity they were given to correct the mistake they had made four years earlier? I was disconsolate. I was disheartened. I lost some bit of faith in the majority of the people in my country. President Nixon was to me, a child, the face of the Viet Nam war. He was the dark, ugly face of social unrest. It was his face under every blue helmet of the club-wielding policeman who tear gassed the crowds of protesters who looked a lot like my older brothers and sister and their friends. To me, a child, his was the face of evil. The face of fear. I wondered how people could not see what I saw, and know that there had to be something better, anything better, than this very bad man. My country has just re-elected a man who lied to wage a war against a country that posed no significant threat to us. A war that has killed 1,100 young Americans and left thousands of other American soldiers without arms and legs or hands. A war that has killed a hundred thousand civilians in a country that "has not developed any significant capability with respect to weapons of mass destruction." That was "unable to project conventional power against (its) neighbors." A hundred thousand dead civilians. Men, women and children dead because of the lies told by the men who were just re-elected. That morning, I was just a kid. A kid who didn't know or understand all of the issues. But I was a kid who listened in when his brothers and their friends talked one night over a game of pool about how exactly a person dies from Napalm. A kid who couldn't see how the other arguments for things like economics mattered when people were dying in such great numbers. I was a kid who knew even then, that a very bad man had just triumphed over hope. That morning, I read and re-read that headline and tried to make sense of how such a thing could have occurred. This morning, I feel so very much the same."
(Via Wirefarm.)
Posted by beamz at November 3, 2004 9:30 PM
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Posted by: krystal at November 8, 2004 3:50 AM