that’s it. it’s too much. i’m sticking my head in the sand until next november.

maybe it was the three hours spent at walter reed, and the fact that the kid with the above-the-knee left leg amputation who was sitting in the waiting area when i got there was still there, same chair, same position, when i left. or the kid in the cafeteria, trying to untangle his service dog’s leash with his prosthetic hand. or the guy wheeling himself into the elevator with a thick stack of medical records precariously balanced on what was left of his lap.

or maybe it was the realization that if this Court rolls back roe, women’s equality (such as it is) could easily be history.

it may have been bush’s 1776 gaffe, and his “i’m just a dumb kid” attempt to cover it up, but really, that’s so minor. more likely it’s his vow to veto the second iraq spending supplemental.

fires in los angeles, drought in florida, and rogue tornadoes decimating towns in kansas. sounds nigh-on biblical, doesn’t it?

paris hilton driving drunk on a suspended license. brad & angelina splitting up. what is this world coming to, that such things are considered news?

another fired u.s. attorney, terrorists in new jersey, pope rat in brasil. i’m telling ya, it’s more than i can handle.