Tuesday, November 02, 2004
I have made a small but, I feel, decisive strike against consensual (consensus) reality today. Frell fall back. I have set all the clocks in the house back to daylight savings time, regaining the hour of daylight that I lost early Sunday morning and establishing what I shall think of as CST (Caitlín Stabilizing Time). There will be some oddness, dealing with the Outside world, but I think Spooky and I can adjust. Jennifer will continue to exist within the tyranny of daylight savings time/not daylight savings time, because she works outside the house. It's an experiment. We'll see if we can make it work.
Have you voted? Well, on the one hand, I'm not one of those people given to condemning those who choose not to vote. As I've said before, this system is entirely too screwed to justify such an attitude. We have freedom from voting, even as we have the freedom to vote. But, on the other hand, there's somewhat more hanging in the balance this time than there seemed to be in 2000. America was lied to by its Commander in Chief so that he might justify a war. We know about the lies. We know that more than 1,000 U.S. soldiers, many allied soldiers, and many, many more Iraqis have died in this war, which, by all accounts, will persist for quite some time. Why G. W. has not been brought up on charges of treason is beyond me. If I, as a civillian, did something that sent Americans off to kill and die in an unjust, poorly conceived and unwinnable war, my ass would be, as they say, grass. And the war's only part of this. For me, it's not even a question of whether or not Kerry can or will halt the war machine set in motion by Bush, but whether or not we should allow such a deceitful, hateful, dangerous shit as George W. Bush to keep his throne when his sins have been laid out for all the world to see. He has unleashed a New American Gestapo to try and silence those who oppose his actions, even in jest, and in doing so has made a mockery of many of the fundamental values of this country. Note, there are two wars being waged by the Bush Administration — the war against the Iraqi people and the war against the Bill of Rights. You may not become a casuality in the former, but you're almost certainly in the crosshairs of the latter. If you've been following this blog, you know I'm not optimistic about our chances of getting Bush out of office, but there does appear to be a chance. Anyway, you have some small say in how this goes. If you want a say.
We just got word from the realtor that the house is ours, the one I mentioned a few days back. So, now we have to pack, go to Minneapolis, come back and finish packing and be out of here by December 1st. I've not had a whole house to myself since 1997 when I left Athens. It'll be nice not to have people above or below or to one side or the other. There's an enormous wooded yard, front and back. It's a very quiet neighborhood. It should be a very good place to write Daughter of Hounds.
Today, I'll be compiling the Dancy ms. for Bill Schafer and possibly reading through the prologue of Daughter of Hounds.
Sever the line to the guilty past, to the ones who brought us nothing.
Spoke of futures brave and proud and brought only hate and war.
Lined the roads with hollow praise. Marked the land with paper statues. — "Solitary," VNV Nation