Friday Afternoon Interlude
I’m back at it, workin’ that is, and I’m delighted to say that I’m part of a real, honest-to-god tech department again. I’d felt like I was done with code and the internet, but a couple folks I listen to told me to hold off making that decision until I’d spent some time somewhere that didn’t suck (since, ya know, the suckage can color those decisions). This one doesn’t, and my enthusiasm for coding has returned and is blossoming. Joy.
Also, the old job prohibited supporting or contributing to primary candidates, even displaying a bumper sticker was considered over the line. That shit is over, and I’ve got some lost time to make up for.
And I’ve been thinking lately that, despite how much I despise Grover Norquist personally, and loathe his vision of the American Dream, I’ve gained respect for his tactics when it comes to holding his congress critters accountable. He didn’t complain about how the Republican Party didn’t appeal to him anymore, and he didn’t threaten to give his vote to the Libertarian Party. He organized, and let every Republican know that if they crossed the aisle to raise taxes in any way, shape, or form, that they’d face a primary challenge and get spanked. Say what you will about his politics and policies (no really, say it, use profanity if it helps), but the guy put Republican turncoats on notice, and he took action towards making the GOP his party again.
With that in mind, I just gave $100 to Glenn Greenwald’s effort to hold the Democratic leadership accountable for supporting the latest iteration of the FISA Bill (specifically the provisions providing telecom immunity and giving the Executive branch warrantless wiretapping authority). I’m hoping that Glenn’s campaign to punish these capitulating shitbags is an acorn from which a mighty oak will grow. We need an organization dedicated to protecting our Constitutional rights, that will support Democrats who are likewise committed, that will make sure they know we’re paying attention, and that’s willing and able to support primary challengers when promises are broken. If you’re of a like mind, consider throwing a few bucks in that direction.
That’s right Hoyer, you’re on fuckin’ notice.
So, I’m in the mood for a beer and some Pogues. Howzat sound, yeah?
Have the best weekend ya can.
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