As for the weekend, Reed and I were bad. We didn't make it to the Peace Rallies on the mall. We played ostrich and pretended nothing was going on. I am not proud of this. We are about to do something unspeakably stupid for (near as I can tell) all the wrong reasons in Iraq. And yet... part of me says that our quiet happy weekend was its own statement. Maybe inappropriate given the weightiness of what's about to happen, but not unconsidered. I wish I thought what I did at this point mattered, but I think Bush has so much political capital invested at this point he really will do this mad thing no matter how many people are against him because he believes that it's the only way for him to ever look like he and his party had a victory. He doesn't see a way (if indeed he's even looking for one) to change the topic of dialogue without looking like a schmuck.
Anyhow, my weekend was lovely in spite of the geopolitical climate. I wonder how many truly lovely weekends we have left.
Posted by karen at March 17, 2003 12:00 AM