On Saddam

As you know, Saddam was recently executed. Here are my thought on the matter. My impotent rage.

Saddam was not a good guy, really. He was responsible for some pretty atrocious things. A lot of death and suffering took place simply because Saddam wised it so. That said, execution was a trerrible idea for many reasons.

No human has the right ot end another human's life, even if the other human is genocidal. The people who sentanced Saddm to death are not any worse than Saddam himself.

Saddam was captured and killed not because of the Kurds he gassed, the US government could not care lessabout that. Saddam was captured and killed because of the texas tea running under his soil.

Most of the people who were all for Saddam being killed had no idea what he stood for or what he did until CNN and Fox News summed it up on execution day. The government told the American people he was an evil man, and they believed it without question.

Not to mention the fact that civil unrest in Iraq will reach levels nobody, not even the insurgents, could have expected. More people will die in Iraq because of Bush than because of Saddam.

Saddam's execution is the characterising symbol of this wasted venture and likely represents a complete change in its direction.

Mountain Water

Never mind, I'm not really in the mood.

Christmas in December

First, friends, please do this thing: http://kevan.org/johari?name=The+AJ

Now, today has been one of the best I have ever had. I spent the whole day with my lovely wife, doing fun things that we don't usually have the time for. We hung out downtown, went out to eat, saw a movie, an went ahead and opened our christmas presents from each other. I got some beef and some cheese, an Avett Brothers CD, Charle and the Chocolate factory, and a new Chemex-like coffee maker. It has been a good day.

While we were downtown, we ran into a homeless man. This is not uncommon; I love homeless people. This guy (Wes) was probably the best I have run across so far. We gav hime $20 and talked to him for about an hour. He has met Jim Morrisson (in 66 in San Fran before he was such a big deal) and Stevie Ray Vaughn (in 85 in Frisco before his real breakout CD, you know the one with the song with the video where he is singin' in the rain), who played VooDoo child just for him. He was missing a finger, had an elevated vocabulary, and said that the government was trying to kill him. He also came right out and told us that he was drunk. Good times.

I also cut my thumb in a kitchen supply store.

And the Sox signed Montezuka.

Oh, hey. How you been?

So, yeah, I'm back. I didn't really go anywhere, I was just busy. And listless.

Speaking of listless, I would advise checking out the list section at McSweeneys.net. Those little guys are funny, I'll tell ya.

So, since December, I have done things. I worked briefly at a pizza place downtown on the late night shift ('til 3 a.m.) and we gave out free slices to women who show their sweater biscuits. I quit World Bazaar, and until recently I was unemployed. I was hired at Taco Bell this morning and I have an interview for the guy who makes the donuts tonight. I would just do Taco Bell and ditch the second interview, but the taco Bell manager would not look me in the eye. And he is apparently Canadian.

I am starting the AT in February. Hopefully I am not walking to my doom, but mabe I am. I don't know. The only other time I have been this excited about something was before my wedding, but I can't move up February six months, so I must wait.

Fuckin' myspace, man.

The fact that I am going to go six months without seeing any of my friends or family is beginning to creep up on me, and I feel a bit lonely. I hope to spend some good, palpable time with all of my good friends before I head out, and I would like it if they would come hike the trail with me, if only for a couple of days. Every silver lining has its cloud.

I'm friggin hungry.