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What's More Despicable...

As I find myself considering the bravery of a woman's simple act of quiet defiance, I am called to ponder the cowardice of this administration's denial of Geneva protections to "terrorist" detainees. On a day when our nation mourns the passing of a civil rights icon, I am reading revelations of CIA-run prisons in foreign countries. Prisons, one presumes, where Abu Ghraib tactics are used to extract information from detainees with no regard for the very rights we purport to protect.

I joined others in taking another blogger to task for his use of stunningly racist imagery in an attack against a Black Republican candidate. It's possible that there were more posts to that thread than any other in his site's history. Today, I find myself wondering if there will be a similar outrage over the far more serious accusations of government mandated torture centers across the globe.

As Dubya blithely tramples his promise to fire anyone invloved in the Plame leak, Fitzgerald continues his probe. The Alito announcement gave the base a reason to rejoice, but gas prices are still sky high, Greenspan has retired, Social Security plans have been scuttled and the Dems have restarted the Iraq War probe... Still, Dubya is cracking jokes.

At what point will his implacable "steadfastness" be revealed as blind cluelessness??? Anyone... Anyone... Beuhler...

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