NIghtmares

It's pretty hard to write after you've just eaten a lunch of Fried Chicken, Mashed Potatoes, and Cornbread, but I'm going to try. Just kidding Vanessa, I had coffee for breakfast, and I haven't had lunch yet.

In our nation's capital today, the weather is stifling. If you've never experienced Washington in July or August, you're lucky, I wouldn't wish it on anyone. I don't mind hot weather, but right now it's 100 degrees, and the heat index is 108. It's hard to breathe, I feel dehydrated all the time, and I can't ever remember being so uncomfortably warm. I worked outside in the yard until about 10:00, after that, it was too hot to do anything but surf the net. It's a little surreal, the searing heat. If I believed in that end of days crap, I would be convinced that the end is near.

I don't worry about religious myths when there are plenty of real life things that scare the hell out of me.

Anyway. I was surfing, and I came across this post at TPM that brought me out of my heat induced torpor and actually caused my head to jerk up a little when I read it. The post is written by Anne-Marie Slaughter, who is this staid academic, she's the Dean of the Woodrow Wilson School of Public and International Affairs, and this is the disturbing paragraph:

Here is my nightmare. The Cheneyites succeed in creating a situation in which Bush does decide to bomb Iran. Iran retaliates, as they openly threaten to do, with terrorist attacks against us on U.S. soil. That tilts the election. I can imagine a Karl Rove political calculation that would buttress a Cheney-Addington national security calculation, probably with Eliot Abrams' support.

And I'm thinking...damn gurl, your nightmare is my nightmare, and I don't know jack about foreign policy.

If smart people are worried about an un-provoked war with Iran, and actually saying it on the Internet, then maybe our worst nightmares have come true, and who is in a position to stop it?

Fried Chicken and Mashed Potatoes sounds pretty good right now.

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