Did you see the Special Comment from Keith Olbermann last night?
It was amazing, heartfelt and so concisely to the point that I just wanted to cry - yes! exactly! that's it! Why is this so difficult for so many to understand?
I encourage you all to watch it.
Showing posts with label Political Thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Political Thoughts. Show all posts
February 25, 2010
July 28, 2009
Tag - you're it: Thom Hartmann speaks

Last night we "escaped" the heat by heading to the Bagdad Theater to see Thom Hartmann speak about his new book, Threshold: the crisis of Western Culture. We haven't read it yet, though Mike did brave the line to buy the autographed copy, but I'm excited about it. Thom shared some stories and insights from the book that were actually new to me. I feel that so often I listen to people speak of politics, culture, society - the general state of the world - and they say the same thing, and it's always depressing. While not particularly uplifting, this lecture did leave us both thinking.
January 31, 2009
Garrison Keillor on Barack Obama's election
Garrison Keillor on Barack Obama's election:
Be happy, dear hearts, and allow yourselves a few more weeks of quiet exultation. It isn't gloating; it's satisfaction at a job well done. He was a superb candidate, serious, professorial but with a flashing grin and a buoyancy that comes from working out in the gym every morning. He spoke in a genuine voice, not senatorial at all. He relished campaigning. He accepted adulation gracefully. He brandished his sword against his opponents without mocking or belittling them. He was elegant, unaffected, utterly American, and now (Wow) suddenly America is cool. Chicago is cool. Chicago!!!
We threw the dice and we won the jackpot and elected a black guy with a Harvard degree, the middle name Hussein and a sense of humor. He said, "I've got relatives who look like Bernie Mac, and I've got relatives who look like Margaret Thatcher." The French junior minister for human rights said, "On this morning, we all want to be American so we can take a bite of this dream unfolding before our eyes." When was the last time you heard someone from France say they wanted to be American and take a bite of something of ours? Ponder that for a moment.
The world expects us to elect pompous yahoos, and instead we have us a 47-year-old prince from the prairie who cheerfully ran the race, and when his opponents threw sand at him, he just smiled back. He'll be the first president in history to look really good making a jump shot. He loves his classy wife and his sweet little daughters. At the same time, he knows pop music, American lit and constitutional law. I just can't imagine anybody cooler.
It feels good to be cool, and all of us can share in that, even sour old right-wingers and embittered blottoheads. Next time you fly to Heathrow and hand your passport to the man with the badge, he's going to see "United States of America" and look up and grin. Even if you worship in the church of Fox, everyone you meet overseas is going to ask you about Obama, and you may as well say you voted for him because, my friends, he is your line of credit over there. No need anymore to try to look Canadian.
Be happy, dear hearts, and allow yourselves a few more weeks of quiet exultation. It isn't gloating; it's satisfaction at a job well done. He was a superb candidate, serious, professorial but with a flashing grin and a buoyancy that comes from working out in the gym every morning. He spoke in a genuine voice, not senatorial at all. He relished campaigning. He accepted adulation gracefully. He brandished his sword against his opponents without mocking or belittling them. He was elegant, unaffected, utterly American, and now (Wow) suddenly America is cool. Chicago is cool. Chicago!!!
We threw the dice and we won the jackpot and elected a black guy with a Harvard degree, the middle name Hussein and a sense of humor. He said, "I've got relatives who look like Bernie Mac, and I've got relatives who look like Margaret Thatcher." The French junior minister for human rights said, "On this morning, we all want to be American so we can take a bite of this dream unfolding before our eyes." When was the last time you heard someone from France say they wanted to be American and take a bite of something of ours? Ponder that for a moment.
The world expects us to elect pompous yahoos, and instead we have us a 47-year-old prince from the prairie who cheerfully ran the race, and when his opponents threw sand at him, he just smiled back. He'll be the first president in history to look really good making a jump shot. He loves his classy wife and his sweet little daughters. At the same time, he knows pop music, American lit and constitutional law. I just can't imagine anybody cooler.
It feels good to be cool, and all of us can share in that, even sour old right-wingers and embittered blottoheads. Next time you fly to Heathrow and hand your passport to the man with the badge, he's going to see "United States of America" and look up and grin. Even if you worship in the church of Fox, everyone you meet overseas is going to ask you about Obama, and you may as well say you voted for him because, my friends, he is your line of credit over there. No need anymore to try to look Canadian.
November 10, 2008
Keith's Comment

November 4, 2008
October 22, 2008
September 28, 2008
September 20, 2008
I'm An Ed Head


September 14, 2008
Mike Daisey

On Friday night I went to see Mike Daisey perform his latest monologue at the Winningstad Theater as part of the TBA Festival. It was fabulous! His latest is entitled "If You See Something, Say Something". It covers Homeland Security, atomic bombs, neutron bombs and "America's kryptonite". As I understand it, his show will be at the Public Theaster this Fall in New York. If you have the chance, check it out. Or see if he'll be touring in your area soon.
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