Thoughts on War

I've had a considerable degree of ambivalence towards the sudden influx of patriotism that's been happening since September 11, 2001. This is an improvement from my initial reaction, which was "you're a bunch of goddamn lemmings!"

As for the war, I'm not happy about it. I think it's not the best thing to go into war without more support than what we have, and I personally think the backlash against the French is really asinine and it's like we're a bunch of kids again, threatening to take our toys away since the others won't play by *our* rules. Yeah, that's attractive - running about like a bunch of petulant, pouty brats because France isn't imbued in the whole Groupthink that we are.

I'll still have my French Fries, eat French Toast for breakfast, French kiss the one I love, and use French Letters (condoms, eh) should I be inclined to cross over again. ;) Hell, I'll still wear my Roots Canada jacket because it's warm and it's my favorite jacket.

But coming home from work tonight, I was thinking of how Matthew Sweet's song "Holy War" seemed to strike a nerve in me with the impending war & all.

( Holy War )

Damn Randomness from a Crazy Lady

Who woulda thunk it? Listening to Dixie Chicks CDs could almost be an act of subversion! Well, at least in my family ... and to many others, I'm sure. Hey, I can't help that Natalie Maines' voice rocks me. :)


Last night, I'd gone to Target in hopes of getting a dress I'd had my eye on. Then, I tried the dress on again (I had tried it on several days ago), and realized that it had no shape to it. It was basically a few pieces of material sewn together into a shapeless glorified muumuu. Made out of f*cking polyester, no less. Hey, I might be a fat chick, but come on Mossimo! Give us clothes with something within lying distance of tailoring, made out of something besides polyester, dammit!

Failing that, I went to the grocery store near Target, and felt myself starting to turn a bit green around the edges. You've gotta love a store that has one aisle of holiday-specific goods, Easter on one side, Passover on the other. Really. Sure, they had spots where you could get Kosher foods, but this aisle had the Kosher for Passover items. Being a Gentile, I was surprised by some of the things that were in the aisle - potato chips, bubble gum, etc. Besides that small moment of swoon, I picked up a bag of Cheddar Cheese Pita Snacks - which are surprisingly good.


Tonight, I may watch Crash again. I surprised myself while watching it yesterday. Part of me was thinking that my Inner Insurance Geek would get squicked out by the premise of people eroticising car crashes and the aftereffects ... but in actuality, it was my Inner Psychology Geek that was intrigued by said premise. The idea that people would find car crashes to be sexually arousing - either by watching them or being in them - is fascinating and disturbing at the same time. And oh yeah, the sex was hot, too - the NC-17 version offering up several iterations of couplings and the occasional threesome.