Friday, October 2, 2009
I keep dreaming of my childhood home, and my parents,..mostly my Dad. Odd that since he so rarely makes any appearances in my Dream Time. The good news is that these aren't nightmares.
It's all just the usual surreal stew most dreams bring.
Oh did I mention? National Health is once more a very dead issue in this country. No Public Option in the Bill. This means that the far right, and the Insurance Industry have won,...again.
There will be no 'real change' for working people. The poor are fucked, the middle class will scrape by, and the well off are as always just fine.
Aw well. Maybe someone will try again in 50 years or so.