Pignorance Ascending; Big Brother Not Required

28 01 2017

At a Goodwill store today, I thought I would have a little fun with the 30-something cashier. I told her there was a book published in 1949 which, just a few weeks ago, could no doubt be found in multiples among the store’s stacks of worn paperbacks. But of course currently there were zero copies. And I told her the book had suddenly shot to number one on the Amazon best-seller list. Did she know the book, I asked.

She did not. I strongly recommended she get herself a copy of George Orwell’s 1984 and read it. It would help her understand more clearly some things that are happening in Washington right now.

I plan to re-read my personal copy soon. Meanwhile, this Alternet piece taught me some things about Orwell’s historical context.

trump-teamI am more convinced than ever that we must fight the Trumps, the Conways, the Spicers and maybe especially the Bannons – the liars and bullies and truth-twisters and fact-suppressors.

Damn them all to liars’ hell, along with their smokescreens, diversions and “alternative facts.”

We must fight these democracy-destroying bastards so our outcome does not resemble the fate of 1984‘s protagonist, Winston Smith. His unforgivable crime? To think for himself and respect the truth. But in the end, he was broken by the authoritarian force of pignorance (pretend-ignorance), so that in the end, “He loved Big Brother.” After all, one of the guiding principles of Orwell’s dystopia was this ominous and prescient slogan – “Ignorance is strength.” Indeed.

If you have never done so, do yourself and the country this favor in the Era of Trump. Get your own copy of 1984. Shut off your pocket “telescreen.” Read the book, start to finish. Do so even if, like me, you have already read it more than once.

You will understand more clearly how the bullying bullshit merchants are trying to destroy our faith in the truth, and consolidate their authoritarian power. If they succeed in their obvious strategy to destroy the credibility and the very legitimacy of the media in the eyes of enough of the public, then they will be in control.  People will not know what is true – we are already well down that road – and they will be much more malleable and maybe, compliant. In other words, more inclined to believe the outrageous nonsense the Trumpsters spew, and buy into their destructive schemes.

We can’t let that happen.


Springing into Winter

6 01 2017

I write this post as a public service for anyone trying to survive our radically changed Northland winter, and as a (no doubt unheeded) wake-up call to anyone still inclined to believe the anti-science spewing from the Hired Liars who make up the lion’s share of Congress’s right wing.

On December 26 – nearly two weeks ago – I took my canine buddy, Dooley, on a customary trip to an off-leash dog park. We drove about four miles to Battle Creek, the largest park in our area – large enough that a stroll in normal conditions around its perimeter takes us about a half hour.  I knew the trails would be slippery, owing to the re-freeze of melted snow that followed our dreadful daylong Christmas rainstorm. So I sported my most reliably grabby galoshes.

As soon as we entered the park, I realized things were much worse than even I had expected.  I struggled to keep from slipping and falling on the refrozen slush and glare ice – the trails lacked even crusty snow remains for traction.  And this is no joke – the park’s back reaches are quite remote. A hiker with a broken knee, ankle or worse would be in deep trouble. Dooley, of course, cruised on his four legs. But the only way I avoided a slip and a cracked elbow or skull was to cling to the perimeter fence. And of course I loudly swore for the entire hour at our utterly wrecked winter, and our stubbornly pignorant (pretend-ignorant) corporate lords and politicians who have kept us on this ever-worsening path of destabilized weather and degraded environment. I don’t know if the swearing helped keep me safe, but it felt mighty good.

As I slipped/slid/swore to our start/finish point, a fellow cruised by me.   I stopped my tooth-gnashing to call to him, asking for his traction secret.  He said it was something called “yak tracks.” I asked, “What are those, $300 boots?“ No, he showed me, they are coils, or horizontal springs, that strap onto your boots and dig into the icy surface.  $20 at the hardware store, he explained.

Next day, I headed to my local Ace Hardware, and picked up the pair you see here attached to those galoshes.
Problem pretty much solved – they take away about 80-90 percent of the slippage, even on glare ice. Oh, and they are actually spelled YakTrax. And they are more effective than swearing.

Now why would I share this tale of woe and resolution?  Easy.  First, I am betting that many of my fellow Northland denizens are unfamiliar with these nifty little devices. Second, I have lived in Minnesota for 30 years, and spent a lot of winter time outdoors hiking, skiing and walking with my various dogs.  Somehow, I never needed YakTrax.  Now, I say they are the best $20 investment I have made in some time, and I would not do without them. Just a week after the Christmas storm, followed by re-freeze, we got a New Year’s rainstorm, which refroze with even nastier ice conditions.  And a minor snow event looms in our forecast for early next week, with the possibility of a mix with – you guessed it – more freezing rain.

Why would I be so worked up about this?  A few reasons. First, winter rain events here in the Twin Cities are perilous because winter, even its pathetic, globally-weakened present version, is still capable of temps that are plenty cold. And when the mercury plunges – it’s going to -10F tonight – in the immediate wake of rain, you know what happens. Glare ice, traffic accidents and broken bones. Second, winter rain events used to be rarer than a true statement by Donald Trump. (Sorry, I couldn’t resist. My admiration for him is yuge. Yuge.) Rare?  Don’t believe me.  Look here at the long-term climate records for the Twin Cities and see for yourself.  Random checks of winters long past (say, before 1990) show that rain in the winter hardly ever happened.  And now, winter rains occur every single winter, with most winters featuring multiple such events. I heard a quote on the radio from Mark Seeley, a highly respected  University of Minnesota climatologist, to the effect that wintertime rain events have increased FOURFOLD since 2000.  That’s right, a 400% increase! Anytime now, that would qualify as a trend methinks. Third, we humans just normalize every bloody thing.  Even otherwise observant, intelligent people, say things like, “Oh, this kind of thing is common.” But it’s NOT. Or at least it WAS not until the cumulative effects of our 100 million tons of daily CO2 emissions really started adding up. I grab these people by the lapels and say, “Pay attention, will you?!!!” (Just kidding about the lapels. So far.) And then there are the people who see the ice – itself a climate change symptom, at least in these parts – as evidence DISPROVING human-caused climate disruption.

Sometimes all you can do is slap your forehead and go take a strong drink. The drink eases the forehead pain, I have found.

So what is the point of all this?  For the long term, we really have two major tasks.  The first is adaptation to the changes we have already wrought to the climate system.  My YakTrax are just a minute individual example, but adaptation includes sea walls, storm water management systems, more efficient crop irrigation, etc.  And the second – the task that is in grave danger with Trump’s team of pignorant “dealmakers” and science-deniers about to take over – is to stop causing further damage to the climate by drastically reducing greenhouse emissions.  We have needed a carbon fee and dividend system for many years, but for the next four you can pretty well stick that idea in your exhaust pipe.

I started this post by calling it a public service. It truly is that – I am receiving no compensation, kickbacks or favors from the makers of YakTrax.  That’s more than you can say for the Hired Liars in Congress and the incoming Trump team of climate wreckers and their ties to Big Oil and Big Coal.

There will be lots more of this sort of pignorance, corruption and dirty dealing to write about, sad to say, in future posts. But for now, I have to head off for a strong drink.

Hail Hail the Fossil King

25 12 2016

And so it is Christmas.  A time of celebration and rejoicing.

A big, nasty blob of rain with embedded thunderstorms (!) now approaches my Twin Cities home. I can imagine no better time than right now to celebrate the legacy and future contributions to the destruction of winter as we knew it by a powerful “player”, “dealmaker” and “tough guy”who has done more than most to bring us to where we are right now.

I speak, of course, of our soon-to-be Secretary of State, ExxonMobil’s mogul supreme, Rex Tillerson.

Those descriptions in quotes, naturally, are the accolades that our volatile, petulant and self-dealing president-elect, Donald Trump, routinely heaps on his Cabinet nominees. Those are the essential job qualifications for Cabinet appointees. Those, plus the willingness to bow, scrape and kowtow to the Donald.  And explain away his wildly intemperate tweets. And then there is probably the most critical qualification – hostility to the mission of the department you are called to lead. Whether Tillerson meets that crucial requirement remains to be seen.  And if you think about it, he is probably the rare exception. State in Tillerson’s hands will rather be something valuable – a platform from which to be an even bigger “player” and “dealmaker.” For the United States? Maybe. For ExxonMobil? Hell yes. But I digress.

My beloved Minnesota is but one location on the globe. And what really matters is the overall change to the climate we have been unwittingly “engineering” with our over 100 million tons of CO2 emissions per day. But winter has utterly changed in these parts. Wintertime rain events in the state were formerly rare.  Now, they occur regularly.  Even when I first moved here in the mid-80s, winter was a reliable season. The snows would arrive somewhere between Halloween and Thanksgiving, and, give or take a few thaws, not recede until mid-March.

Now, I characterize our winter differently. It’s five months of March-like freeze and thaw, interrupted by occasional outbreaks of what used to be winter.  (And perhaps a summerlike thunderstorm on Xmas!)

I will save you further details in this post, but will say this – it ain’t just Minnesota, folks. As of this winter, temperatures at the North Pole have been spiking to a freakish 40 to 50 degrees above long-term averages – flirting with the melting temperature of 32 degrees. In winter.  If that’s not man-made climate disruption, nothing is.

But back to Tillerson’s contributions. He has spent his entire career (since 1975) with oil giant ExxonMobil. Starting as an engineer, he steadily climbed the ranks until his appointment as Chairman and CEO in 2006.  This is important information. It was not long after his arrival at the firm that the top execs of that era funded world-class scientific research on the relationship between greenhouse gas emissions and global warming.  Those scientists told them the inconvenient truth – that man-made greenhouse gases were indeed warming the planet and destabilizing the climate, and the problem would get much worse if business as usual proceeded.  And what did those execs do?  We know now that they not only suppressed the truth, but used those very findings to craft and fund a masterful, devious anti-science propaganda campaign.  And despite a few funding shifts and public denials, that program continues to this day.


Does Tillerson get the blame for the creation of this shameful- planet endangering, 40-year campaign?  Of course not. But note that it has continued, with a few adjustments, on his watch. That’s 10 years if you were counting. And here is what is really interesting. Unlike the corporate lackeys in Congress whom I call Hired Liars – most prominently Senator James Inhofe and Representative Lamar Smith – Tillerson is wily enough to admit that man-made climate change is indeed a problem, and poses risks – though he does cavalierly dismiss them. Even more interesting is that he makes this admission while his massive oil company continues to sponsor lies and disinformation. So you have to ask, “What gives?”

ExxonMobil had a tremendous opportunity around 1980. They held the well-researched truth in hand. They might have announced the truth, and embarked on a strategic initiative to lead the world toward rapid transformation of the energy infrastructure, dramatically increasing the use of renewables – solar, wind, geothermal, wave, etc. They chose a radically different path instead.  And I think we know what Rex Tillerson will continue to do “instead,” despite his acknowledgment of the risks of man-made global warming.

How do we know this?  He is an oil man through and through.  While he admits the reality of man-made climate disruption, he dismissively labels it “an engineering problem, with an engineering solution.” That, my friends, is hubris on a monumental scale.  Clearly, mitigation – higher sea walls for coastal cities, moving key infrastructure to higher ground, building flood handling systems for increased torrential rain events – is part of the solution.  And other “engineering solutions,” of the geoengineering variety, are regularly discussed – but are dangerous soot-in-the-sky ideas at best. (Aside from as-yet undiscovered ways to suck CO2 from the atmosphere, I think they are crazy, and Michael Lemonick agrees.)

Tillerson and his club clearly intend to keep developing and burning fossil fuels at an ever-increasing rate.  And if you analyze his remarks, you see that he even uses a “humanitarian” angle. That is, it would be unfair, even inhumane, to deny developing countries the “low-cost” comforts of a fossil-fuel economy. Such a humanitarian, he is. You can read all about the nuances in his stance in a new article by Elliott Negin.  He suggests that Tillerson’s apparent grudging respect for science might itself be a con, a distraction to divert our attention from the real goal – find ever more fossil fuels, and burn them up, producing massive profits, damn the long-term consequences (and life on the planet for that matter) to hell. And if it is just a public-relations sham, isn’t that all the more reason to include him in the administration of our incoming president, who may prove to be the most consequential con artist of all time?

I believe a titan like Rex Tillerson merits an honorary title – something befitting his impact on the planet, today and far into the future.  I propose this – Petrosaurus Rex. The lord of the fossil-fuel dinosaurs.  And may he, or his work at least, soon suffer the same fate as the giant flesh-eating dinosaur that inspired that name.

Extinction is the well-deserved end of those who refuse to evolve.

Rejection by the Senate would be a mighty good start.

Intelligence? Don’t Pester the Dealmaker

12 12 2016

“I’m, like, a smart person, I don’t have to be told the same thing in the same words every single day for the next eight years.”

A complaint from a precocious six-year-old looking out at eight years of grade school? No. It’s an exact quote from a soon-to-be world leader with an attention span rivaling that six-year-old. Oh, and Donald Trump is explaining why he takes almost no briefings from US intelligence agencies. He has no time for such nonsense, you see. It would cut into his time spent on more important matters. Such as tweeting scorn for Alec Baldwin and Saturday Night Live, or leading “victory rallies,” or bragging about his “mandate” and spreading lies about millions of illegal voters in California robbing him of a popular vote victory. (Did you notice that he said EIGHT years? God save us).

All this is no surprise. He told us exactly what his approach to foreign policy would be, a seeming eternity ago in the endless campaign. Here’s a link describing his primary source of ideas and inspiration for dealing with the world.

So Trump’s dismissive approach to intelligence was already expected by those of us who have been paying attention to his rants these many months.  But what is surprising is how many otherwise intelligent citizens were hoodwinked into voting for this monster. When and how will they wake up to this colossal huckster remains to be seen.

Many are skeptical of America’s security apparatus in general, and the CIA in particular, and with good reason.  But Trump’s already-established practice of ignoring intelligence, and picking fights with the agencies, just can’t be good for the country.  Remember the last obvious time when our nation’s chief executive chose to ignore intelligence briefings? That was the summer of 2001. We all know how well that turned out. I fear we could be headed down a similar, but possibly shockingly more dangerous path right now.

But let’s return to Trump’s self-description. Based on his behavior as a candidate and a president-elect, he is nothing “like” a smart person. And he’s not just “like” a willful, impulsive, petulant, self-dealing, grandstanding narcissist who has no business leading a hotel, let alone a country. He is all that, and more.  And it adds up to this – the most spectacularly unqualified, and unspeakably dangerous person to take the post in the modern era, and maybe ever.

Considering who occupied the White House from 2001-2009, that is saying a LOT.

Bullshit Reigns

9 11 2016

So now we have a decidedly unconventional President-elect. Donald J. Trump, despite having held no public office of any kind, despite being buffeted by one controversy after another concerning his behavior, ethics and civic duties, despite his offering no discernible policy positions except vowing to tear up agreements and regulations, and despite spending a bewildering amount of time before crowds blathering about his poll numbers, has defied the odds and defeated heavily favored Hillary Clinton to become our 45th president. Bravo.

How did this happen?

Of course, in this immediate aftermath, theories abound. Maybe, just maybe, some consensus understanding will emerge down the road. But for now, we have many explanations – the Democrats running an unpopular, dynastic candidate; the smears against that candidate; blatant and latent misogyny; African Americans’ lack of enthusiasm for the Democratic choice; a tainted primary process sidelining the popular and populist Senator Bernie Sanders; “hidden” Trump votes; Russian meddling; the historic challenge candidates face when following a president from their own party; FBI Director James Comey’s ominous insinuations about further email disclosures (which were pulled, after damage was done, shortly before the election).

All of the above theories, and at least as many others, have kernels of truth.  But I am putting my money on two rationales.

First – Trump tapped into the strongest strain of outsider enthusiasm to bubble up in a long time.  By tapping into the justifiable anger of working-class, mostly white voters across the nation’s industrial midsection, and making vague promises about bringing back outsourced jobs, Trump was able to add Rust Belt states –Ohio, Indiana, Michigan, Pennsylvania and – who expected this?! – Wisconsin – to the usual collection of reliably red states. These voters have legitimate grievances against modern economic realities of globalization and the failure of this country to properly prepare displaced workers for success in other realms. They wanted to deliver a message, a punch in the nose, to the established system and its keepers, and deliver they did.  Putting aside the fact that trusting in a self-dealing, big-talking charlatan like Trump is a dubious strategy, one thing is clear – they rejected the establishment candidate, Clinton, and here we are.

Second (and more significant in my mind) – Americans have been the subjects of a 35-year experiment in the denigration of expertise and facts.  This is a long-term Republican enterprise – that much is well documented. Despite the fact that so many Republican leaders, appalled by Trump’s bullying, bragging about sexual assault, and racist rhetoric, either pulled their support or went silent on their standard bearer, the party must take credit/blame for this cause of his triumph. How can I say this? Let’s review.

Since the 1980s, the Republican Party, with varying degrees of success, has promoted blatant untruths to such a shocking degree that many of us have an increasing difficulty telling the truth from the spin, lies and bullshit. Here are just a few examples. This is by no means an exhaustive list.

  • Trickle-down economics – big tax cuts for the wealthy – will benefit everyone
  • The government is the problem
  • Al Gore bragged that he invented the Internet
  • The estate tax is really the “death tax” and could strike anyone wishing to bequeath small estates
  • George W. Bush is a genuine, horse-lovin’, brush-cuttin’ rancher – just the kind of down-home cowboy y’all would love to have a beer with
  • John Kerry was not a decorated Vietnam war hero
  • Evolution is “only a theory” and should compete in the classrooms with “intelligent design”
  • Global warming is – you name it – not happening, beneficial, no big deal, caused by nature, a liberal conspiracy, a Chinese hoax
  • Saddam Hussein’s Iraq has weapons of mass destruction
  • Taking out Saddam will be a quick operation, followed by Iraqis embracing our imposed “democracy”
  • Obama is coming for your guns
  • Obama was born in Kenya
  • Obama is Muslim
  • Hillary Clinton is coming for your guns (that’s right, a repeat greatest hit!)

That’s enough of that for now. After we have been fed this kind of nonsense, through loud, corporate-sponsored bullhorns all these many years, is it any wonder that people have a blurred understanding of the difference between facts and spin? After years of mainstream media’s constant use of false equivalence – where facts are often given equal weight with opinion – is it any wonder that some of us grasp an opinion and hold it as fact, contrary evidence be damned?  And is it any wonder that a fact-free candidate like Trump – offering hungry, genuinely disaffected citizens enticing promises and baseless attacks and conspiracy theories – can garner enough support to prevail?

To shed some more light on how we have come to this point, I offer three books.

First is Charles P. Pierce’s Idiot America. Pierce offers three great premises governing our modern, fact-challenged America.

  1. Any theory is valid if it sells books, soaks up ratings or otherwise “moves units”
  2. Anything can be true if someone says it loudly enough
  3. Fact is that which enough people believe; truth is determined by how fervently they believe it

The second is Susan Jacoby’s The Age of American Unreason. Her style is more earnest than Pierce’s, and she emphasizes different causes, but she also decries the steady devaluation of expertise, and the consequences for American society.

The third book’s title speaks for itself – Harry Frankfurt’s On Bullshit. In this short book, the author posits a difference between outright lying and speech that is delivered without regard to whether its content is true or false. Here’s a short interview with the author. I challenge you not to crack a smile at the Monty-Python-esque style of the interview. But had he called his book “The Bullying Bullshitter,” he might have been describing our President-elect, God help us!

The people have spoken. A bullying, misogynistic, self-dealing con man with absolutely no government experience will take over as the chief executive of the most powerful country in the world in January. The implications are enormous, as he will preside over a unified government – a hopelessly gerrymandered House of Representatives and a narrowly Republican Senate. If President Trump follows through on his promise to stock the Supreme Court with Scalia-like justices, the country will be solidly conservative and increasingly theocratic for a generation to come.

In the short run, I must note that Republicans may have finally achieved something in the making since the reign of House Majority Leader Tom Delay.  People may have scoffed when Delay bragged about building a permanent Republican majority, but it sure looks like it may have arrived. The irony is that it has arrived on the back of a faux-populist party wrecker who has repulsed many in the Republican leadership, including the fence-riding Paul Ryan.  The difficulty that Trump’s handlers had keeping him focused during debate season, and preventing him from launching into attacks and nonsensical Twitter wars, will be only a prelude, I fear, to a dangerous, erratic and risk-fraught presidency.

In the long run, I can’t avoid feeling that our great experiment in democracy in this great country may finally have run its course.  From this vantage point, it is hard to see a way back to meaningful two-party, or a path to a more productive and inclusive multi-party system.  The only way to arrive there, it seems to me, is a proper emphasis on education.

Failure to invest sufficiently in public education, and the tendency of theocratic-leaning school boards in certain red states to mingle faith with fact, are making the challenge to rebuild a well-informed, educated public more daunting than ever.

Our nation’s founders knew that you can’t have democracy without education.  Here is a short collection of quotes from Thomas Jefferson, John Adams and Benjamin Franklin supporting that assertion.

With our public so deeply divided, and so willing to accept empty promises and simplistic solutions to complex problems, I wonder how we can rebuild our democracy from its current broken, corporate-ruled state. That challenge grew all the steeper with the election results of November 7, 2016.

Delusions of Normalcy

1 11 2016

Twenty-five years ago today, the Twin Cities was just starting to deal with an epic snowfall. The great Halloween blizzard of 1991 dropped 28 inches of snow from October 31 to November 2. The storm set records that stand today. Worse, arctic cold followed, freezing packed snow onto roadways that remained treacherous for weeks.  Worse still, Thanksgiving weekend brought another two-day storm, with 14 more inches of snow, followed by more cold.

This set the Twin Cities up for a long, cold, old-fashioned winter. This had the added effect of shutting up those nervous nellies who were already nattering about global warming.  After all, that alarmist Bill McKibben had written The End of Nature two years prior, and NASA scientist James Hansen had had his day at Congress in 1988, waving his arms and warning legislators (some of whom like to remind us they are not scientists themselves) that human-caused global warming was under way and needed to be stopped.

So we needed a good-solid burst of cold, cold winter to prove that there was really nothing to worry about.  And by God, we got it, didn’t we?

Well, no, actually, we didn’t. Winter sports nuts like me were in heaven after those two big snowfalls.  But by New Year’s, nearly all that snow was gone.  And then it just got worse. We received only 18 more inches of snow the entire winter, and all that melted within a few days of arrival. Heck, January featured 23 days of high temps of 32 or above, and February had 21.  So the winter was actually more like the winters I grew up to hate in my native New York City, and less like the solid Midwestern winters this region knew for decades, centuries, until recent times.

Even the winter of 2013-14, rightfully remembered as beastly cold (50 sub-zero overnight lows, and four sub-zero daytime highs) bears the fingerprints of human-caused climate disruption.  That’s right.  You see, even with all that unrelenting cold delivered by the dreaded polar vortex, the Twin Cities set not a single daily record low temperature.  And if you widen the lens, you learn that, while the eastern half of the US was dealing with repeated bouts of cold and snow, western North America, all the way up to Alaska, was basking in unnatural, record warmth.  And that whole bipolar winter was itself a product of the rapidly warming Arctic, thanks to our greenhouse gases.

So why is this important to anyone other than climate curmudgeons like me?  Especially here in the old US of A, we don’t really want to “believe” the science of human-caused climate disruption.  And though we are per capita, the largest emitters of climate-disrupting greenhouse gases, we still look for shreds of evidence that it is not really a problem.  In fact, we Americans continue to be outliers in our climate change views compared to other parts of the world. This makes us easy meat for the oil-soaked lies of the Heartland Institute (funded in large part by the exposed liars at ExxonMobil, plus the Koch Brothers), and legislators and governors who continue to serve as what I call Hired Liars, denying the obvious reality of human-caused climate disruption.

Since the great blizzard of 1991, humanity has continued to pump 100 million tons of carbon dioxide, every single day, into the atmosphere.  How could this NOT change the climate system?  And yet, we continue to allow the Hired Liars to stymie policy changes that could help us get control of and beat back the crisis.

We need to unseat the Hired Liars by voting as if the climate and the future of humanity on earth depend on it, because they do. We need a carbon tax.  We needed it in 1991, and we REALLY need it now.

I am about to step out and walk my dog. In shirtsleeves. In St. Paul. On November 2.  We have not had a freeze yet in the Twin Cities, and there is not one in sight. High temps are predicted in the 60s for the foreseeable future.  And yet we still don’t admit that human-caused climate disruption is real and growing.

I am sorry to say that pignorance (pretend-ignorance) continues to prevail.

In the words of that old Coal Mine song, “How long can this go on?!”

W is 70

6 07 2016

Happy Birthday, Mr. President!

You’ve made it to 70!  An auspicious occasion, to be sure.  Certainly for you. And for this author.  After all, if it weren’t for your vocal support for “faith-based initiatives,” this IBI Watch blog (IBI = “ignorance-based initiatives”) never would have happened.

Come to think of it, if it weren’t for your successful and powerful father, your “Turd Blossom” bosom buddy and puppetmaster, Karl Rove, the crooked Florida Secretary of State in 2000, Katherine Harris, and your trigger-happy friends on the Supreme Court in December of that fateful year, your presidency never would have happened.

And if your presidency never happened, it’s highly unlikely that the Mideast would be the roaring conflagration it has been for nearly a decade and a half.  And the flames grow higher by the day, in case you were paying any attention at all.

George W 70

Which reminds me of things that have NOT happened because of your “good fortune.” Those would be the milestone birthdays never attained by about 4500 American soldiers, and the 50th, 30th, even 10th birthdays never attained by many thousands, perhaps millions, of anonymous citizens of Iraq, Syria, Afghanistan, etc.

So my birthday wish for you is this.  Take a moment away from the celebrations, the portrait painting, the joshing, and ponder the fate of even the most recent innocents who did not have to die, well before they completed their seven decades on this earth. Heck, like any publicly pious pol worth his campaign contributions, send ‘em a few thoughts and prayers.  Least you could do.

Tony Blair may be getting his just deserts for joining your fantasy-based crusade right now as I write.  Our country is “nicer” to errant leaders who have high-placed protectors.  But someday, during your lifetime or after, maybe you will get your just reward as well.

But for now, Happy 70th Birthday, Prez W!  We really misunderstimated you!