As the Bush regime winds down, I am prone to serious mood swings. One minute I’m euphoric just thinking about Barack Obama putting his hand on Lincoln’s Bible, and the next I’m petrified of the minefields that have been laid in his path. One minute I’m listening with utter incredulity to George W. Bush list his “disappointments” about his time in office (no weapons of mass destruction after all) and the next I’m wondering if the karma created in the last eight years is going to sock it to us and our new leader.
Random reflections on politics, the media, political activism, women's lives and spirituality, often inspired by travel, cultural events or what I read.
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