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13 August 2005 @ 04:05 am
roll with it baby*  
They say August is a slow news month. I guess this August is the exception that proves the rule.

While the war has taken a sharp upward turn in the number of deaths, both of soldiers and civilians, one brave mother is facing down a right wing smear campaign and camping outside Crawford Ranch to wait for a meeting with President Bush that probably will never come. However, not meeting with her is having its own cost as it highlights his callousness to the mounting deaths in Iraq and his own leisure while our sons and brothers and friends and fathers are over there dying over a war that most Americans now think should never have begun.

I don't pretend to know whether we should leave immediately or try to improve the situation in a country we tore apart. I don't know whether we are a barrier against still more violence against civilian Iraquis or a magnet for the violence in the region that would dissipate if we left. We may never know for sure because Bush seems determined to keep us there as long as it takes. Fortunately he only has 3 plus years at bat before we get another chance to have a fair election.



I salute Cindy Sheehan and all those who speak up about the war in the face of accusations that we are traitors and disloyal to the sacrifice of our troops. Here's her response in a Salon article published yesterday:


Well, I believe I'm honoring my son and people who died in the war by using their sacrifices for peace and love, not for war and hatred. I can't speak for the other people whose children have died, but I can speak for my family and the other members of Gold Star Families for Peace. We believe we're honoring our children by working for peace.


The rest of the article can be found here:

http://www.salon.com/news/feature/2005/08/13/sheehan/index.html



This song is on my mind a lot these days. Ani wrote it years ago and I guess it's timeless but it seems like a premonition.

Roll With It

by Ani DiFranco

She says my ass hurts
When I sit down
She says my feet hurt
From just standing around
I think my body is as restless as my mind
And I don't know if I can roll with it this time

Packed his uniforms
And drove him to the base
She was crying all the way
The world looked her in the face
And said
Roll with it, baby
Make it your career
Keep the home fires burning
Till America is in the clear

The mainstream is so polluted with lies
Once you get wet, it's so hard to get dry
We're all taught how to justify history as it passes by
And it's your world that comes crashing down
When the big boys decide to throw their weight around
But just roll with it baby
Make it your career
Keep the home fires burning
Till America is in the clear

What if the enemy isn't in a distant land
What if the enemy lies behind
The voice of command
The sound of war is a child's cry
Behind tinted windows,
They just drive by
All I know is that those
Who are going to be killed
Aren't those who preside
On Capitol Hill
I told him,
Don't fill the front lines of their war
Those assholes aren't worth dying for
But he said
Roll with it, baby
Make it your career
Keep the home fires burning
Till America is in the clear

She says my ass hurts
When I sit down
She says my feet hurt
From just standing around
I think my body is as restless as my mind
And I'm not gonna roll with it this time

 
 
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Current Music: Roll With It by Ani DiFranco, what else