Let's hope Sara's completely wrong about this
I've been wandering around in a funk these past couple of days, and it's hard to put my finger on it---hormonal? the heat? lack of loving attention from a cat that has only just gotten over the compost tea/bath incident? struggling with losing a few pounds when it's too hot to want to move my body?---and now I'm feeling it lift somewhat. Is it the Willie Nelson record I'm listening to? Possibly. But it might also be that Sara Robinson has finally addressed a yearning need in me to understand something about the increasingly aggressive, violent right wing presence at town hall events across the nation. My usual reaction to most political trends is to at least have a general understanding of what's going on, even if I don't always feel compelled to blog about it. But this entire situation has left me unnerved, because I just don't get it. I mean, I get it, but I didn't quite get it. There was something about it that felt different, harder to understand than most right wing nonsense. It feels different than when the thugs shut down the Florida vote-counting, because there was an objective goal in sight. This time, it seems like it's just an outpouring of anger.