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gfrancieYeah I am one of those dorks that digs Howard Dean. I would like to point out that I dug him before it was cool. (thankyouverymuch) I don't care if you disagree (you know who you are) or like to point out his failings (must you act like a Methodist minister?) I dig him, end of story. Infact if you want to dig him with me, there is going to be a big ol' rally August 24th (that is a Sunday) at Westlake Park. Where all of us big geeks will get to see him.
I swoon with excitement.
And now some Howard Dean commentary:
One of the most extraordinary things that happened to me in this campaign was when I
gave a speech in Washington, and a guy came up afterwards-he was about 80-and said,
"Governor, I want to thank you for signing the civil unions bill." I was taken
aback-it was this 80-year-old guy thanking me for signing the civil unions bill. I
said, "Oh, do you have someone in your family who's gay?" And he said, "I'm a
veteran, I was on a beach in Normandy, a lot of my friends were killed on D-day, and
I'm gay." And I thought to myself, if there was ever a reason to sign a civil unions
bill, if a guy is willing to go on a beach in Normandy in defense of his country,
this guy deserves legal rights under the law when he gets home.
Yeah, so I am filled with some optimistic ideas. I figure I might as well fill my twenties with a bit of that, instead of sitting on the sofa complaining the world is too far gone. I feel that as I get older I get a bit younger. My mother liked to say that I was born 37 with a drink in one hand, and I definitely didn't enjoy being a child because I was far too serious.
Yet Now I feel like embracing some sense of possibility. Yes sometimes things don't work as I wish, but there is always something else.
Maybe it is time to encourage a little excitment and hoopla into the national american character? Maybe we should feel passionate about something.
I was talking to this gentleman the other day who did some studies when he was working on his PH.d within sociology and said that those who are fill with post-modern irony and spend all of their time looking at context often never make any impact on society. I found that to be quite intriguing.
He said, that irony is all well and good in its proper place, but when it is the central focus nothing will ever be accomplished. (which explains the eighties if you ask me)
So lets set aside the irony for one day and have a little passion. After all if no one never had passion about anything in life, civilization would never go anywhere.
It would be one long Seinfeld episode.
*gets off of her soapbox for the day*
I swoon with excitement.
And now some Howard Dean commentary:
One of the most extraordinary things that happened to me in this campaign was when I
gave a speech in Washington, and a guy came up afterwards-he was about 80-and said,
"Governor, I want to thank you for signing the civil unions bill." I was taken
aback-it was this 80-year-old guy thanking me for signing the civil unions bill. I
said, "Oh, do you have someone in your family who's gay?" And he said, "I'm a
veteran, I was on a beach in Normandy, a lot of my friends were killed on D-day, and
I'm gay." And I thought to myself, if there was ever a reason to sign a civil unions
bill, if a guy is willing to go on a beach in Normandy in defense of his country,
this guy deserves legal rights under the law when he gets home.
Yeah, so I am filled with some optimistic ideas. I figure I might as well fill my twenties with a bit of that, instead of sitting on the sofa complaining the world is too far gone. I feel that as I get older I get a bit younger. My mother liked to say that I was born 37 with a drink in one hand, and I definitely didn't enjoy being a child because I was far too serious.
Yet Now I feel like embracing some sense of possibility. Yes sometimes things don't work as I wish, but there is always something else.
Maybe it is time to encourage a little excitment and hoopla into the national american character? Maybe we should feel passionate about something.
I was talking to this gentleman the other day who did some studies when he was working on his PH.d within sociology and said that those who are fill with post-modern irony and spend all of their time looking at context often never make any impact on society. I found that to be quite intriguing.
He said, that irony is all well and good in its proper place, but when it is the central focus nothing will ever be accomplished. (which explains the eighties if you ask me)
So lets set aside the irony for one day and have a little passion. After all if no one never had passion about anything in life, civilization would never go anywhere.
It would be one long Seinfeld episode.
*gets off of her soapbox for the day*
