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To Tell the Truth

I’ve been falling down on the job lately, I guess. Weeks, perhaps months have passed since I wrote an outraged letter to the newspaper reminding the American people of the assault de jour upon the constitution perpetrated by the Bush administration. Sorry, everybody.

When I woke up this morning and heard George Bush promising to fight to the death to keep his pals Harriet Miers and Karl Rove from having to speak to congress under oath (the way Valerie Plame just did) I guess I felt that old fire in my belly and managed to summon up a short rant for the lucky folks in the Dispatch editorial department.

Editor:

There he goes again.

With his administration caught telling 5 different stories in as many days, President Bush got on his high horse yesterday and said that calls for Karl Rove and Harriet Miers to appear before congress under oath are “partisan fishing expeditions”. Instead, he  says they may drop by for a chat – but only if they are not under oath and with absolutely no record or transcript  made of any word they utter.

I’m confused. How is asking a Republican to promise to tell the truth a witch hunt? Why is trying to restore public confidence in the impartiality of Department of Justice  “partisan”? And since when is holding Rove and Myers to the same standards of honesty as the rest of the country outrageous?

The president’s bluster and threats of a showdown with congress over a simple oath begs the question: what are Rove and Miers afraid of? Unless they plan to lie, why refuse to have them even speak on the record?

What is the point of Congress questioning Rove and Miers at all, if there is no expectation of honesty? The record of honesty from Bush appointees to date is abysmal. So-called “Loyal Bushies” seem to prevaricate, spin and outright lie as easily as they breathe. Given the gravity of the situation and the possibility that some U.S. attorneys were fired for putting loyalty to the constitution above loyalty to the president, there are questions that must be answered under conditions where loyalty to the truth is paramount.

The president and his attack dogs are fond of reminding us  that U.S. attorneys “serve at the pleasure of the President.” Perhaps someone needs to remind George Bush that he serves at the pleasure of the American people- and it is our pleasure to hear the truth for a change.

Posted by Tracy on Mar 21st 2007 | Filed in Soapbox letters,The Daily Rant | Comments (0)

Fragments

This is from back in high school too. I didn’t conform even then.

Sometimes there is a part of me
That’s running like a child,
Thumbing my nose at your grown-up world,
Mischevious and wild,
Questioning and seeking,
Moving, never still.
I know you don’t approve of me,
I know you never will.

And sometimes there’s a part of me
That doesn’t want to rush.
I take my time to think things out-
True feelings can’t be rushed-
To think and grow in sunshine Like flowers on the sill.
I know you don’t approve,
I know you never will.

Sometimes there flares within me
A rage I can’t conceal.
Don’t try to tell me how to act,
What I should think and feel!
Glaring in hot defiance
Against your angry chill
And I know you don’t approve,
I know you never will.

Always there is a part of me
That knows I will give in.
You’ll smother me with love and concern
And in the end, you’ll win.
So I’ll hide those other parts of me
And try to be as you will
But you know I don’t approve of me then
And you know I never will.

Posted by Tracy on Mar 10th 2007 | Filed in Poetry | Comments (0)

Going Home

Recently I have been looking through my old poetry book from high school. Man, some of that stuff is just God-awful! Some was kind of trite but the sentiments seem spot-on, even now. And some is… OK.
I wrote this poem in 1975 or ’76, I think, on a bus ride home from Middletown where I was visiting my friend Lori.

Where are you here from?
Where did you begin?
I’m a child of the mountains
And I get my strength from them.
I breath the peaceful splendor
Of earth and sky and stone-
Yes I’m living in the city
But the mountains are my home.

Who holds you close at night?
Whose love keeps you warm?
I’m the bride of the forest
In sunshine and in storm
When the trees are watching over me
I never am alone-
Now I’m staying in the city
But I’m wishing I was home.

And where will you go
When your time is done?
In the embrace of the ocean
All life will be as one.
The cycle always turning,
From death, new life will grow-
No matter where my feet may be
My heart is going home.

Posted by Tracy on Mar 10th 2007 | Filed in Poetry | Comments (0)

Fair and Balanced

This is a song I sang recently at a fundraiser for progressive radio. Technically I wrote it, but honestly, this sort of thing just writes itself.

~Dedicated to the myth of the liberal media~

Sadaam was behind the 911 terrorists,
Progressive radio is dead,
and George W. Bush is the greatest president
this country has ever had.

So says FOX news, FOX News:
We spew it out- you lap it up.
FOX News, FOX News,
Fair and Balanced, my a**.

Al Qaida can go on and bomb San Francisco,
global warming is a liberal myth.
Gay marriage will break up your happy family
and tax cuts do not help the rich….
…on FOX News, FOX News,
We make it up: you swallow it whole.
FOX News, FOX News:
Fair and balanced, my a**.

There’s a war on Christmas from cut-and-run democrats
who want us to lose in Iraq.
Secular progressives hate babies- and puppies
Support the troops by sending them back! to Iraq!

FOX News, FOX News,
If you tell a lie often enough, it becomes true!
FOX News, FOX News
Fair and balanced, my- well, you get the idea.

Obama is a halfrican, Muslim, terrorist
Pelosi hates the US of A
And since you heard it here, on the TV
You’ll believe every word we say.

on FOX News, FOX News
We dream it up: you pass it on.
FOX News, FOX News:
“Fair and Balanced” my – oh, kiss my a**!

Posted by Tracy on Mar 6th 2007 | Filed in Poetry,The Daily Rant | Comments (0)

Patriot Dreams

Based on a bumper sticker I aquired during my tenure as a Kerry campaign volunteer. 

 

What was God

Before He became an American~

before we gave him a green card

and a big foam finger that says

“We’re # 1!�

 

Was He Protestant or Catholic

when He lived in Belfast?

Did He have a shop in a Warsaw ghetto

before the second world war?

When the British Empire ruled the seas

did He wear a starched collar and drink tea

or did he serve his masters

with slender brown hands?

What side of the flames was he on

 during the Inquisition,

And what name did he go by

in the Crusades?

 

I know God speaks English,

and I guess Hebrew and Latin~

but does he hear prayers in Hindi, Mandarin

and Navajo?

 

Next time the president talks to God

I wish he would ask God those questions,

and also ask

 how an endless war

will ever bring us peace.

Posted by Tracy on Mar 3rd 2007 | Filed in The Daily Rant | Comments (0)