I don’t have the mental space to think about much more than work and the sick kittens here at home, but I have tried to keep up with things going on.
First of all, while early voting is going on, I’m thinking I will actually wait until the primaries to vote. While I agree for the most part with the Harris County Tejano Democrats, I’m having some doubts about Sheila Jackson Lee. Roberto thinks I am crazy, but I’m leaning toward Jarvis Johnson. I haven’t quite made up my mind. For all of the judicial races, I’ve pretty much made up my mind.
Which leads me to Micheal Berry. His stations are clearly making a killing off of the ad dollars flowing in over the governor’s race, as well as the lesser known (cared about?) ones. I imagine him pulling his pants down and swimming in the cash he’s hauling in. Knowing this, I can only classify his approach to his radio show as clownish, in the tradition of Glenn Beck. Berry screams and modulates his voice, hoping to snag a few more listeners. I find myself turning him off even when I have the time to listen. Perhaps his mother likes it, but I just can’t take it much anymore. It’s not WHAT he says, it’s HOW he says what he does. Even if I agreed with him, I would turn him off.
Which leads me to Chris Baker. I’m sure there are some that find him entertaining, but he is way too vindictive. Today he made his show personal and the person he was attacking fought back. Good for her. Back when Baker was on 950 AM, he posted one of my emails to him with my full name. I forced him to take it down. Today he threatened to post the emails he was getting from the woman he was attacking. He’s slimy that way. You disagree with him: he uses all of his tools to embarrass you — even if you are right. He’s part of the World Nut Daily/Michelle Malkin personalization of destruction. I’m sure he has the thought in the back of his mind to make that woman’s life difficult. It’s what you do when you got nothing. Seriously, how much does Michael Berry pay Chris Baker to sit on his liposuctioned still fat ass up in Minnesota and pick on a private citizen for ten hours a week? Probably more than I get paid.
Which brings me to the health care debate. Michael Berry essentially stated today that he’s got his screw you. No matter what. For every reason you could give him, he would find a way to say that HIS TAX DOLLARS should not pay for anyone’s health care. Personally, I have imagined that any tax dollars he pays goes straight to GWB’s adventure in Iraq. So why is he bitching? I’d like my tax dollars to go toward a better health care system — as opposed to killing people. Perhaps Michael will quit screaming if he takes my advice. Unfortunately I don’t think he will.
While I will be busy with finals and the requisite running around in circles for the next three days, I hope to get back to posting more often.
I’m almost glad for the continued cold weather. I’m behind on planting seeds, and this cold spell gives me some breathing room. I’m not so worried about the outside kittens because they have weathered the worst. I put clean binkies out in the garage — they are there for the taking.
Lastly, Cisco is all better, Caroline is still a little sick, and Sad Grey & White Kitten is still sneezing, but he’s been eating well, so maybe we will all make it to springtime.
It is my hope.