When Bush talks about America and its allies, I have to wonder: do we still have any of those?

When he talks about war as sacrifice, I have to wonder: how could he possibly know about that?

And when he talks about oil fields as a national treasure belonging to the Iraqi people, I have to wonder: didn’t he get that Haliburton memo from Dick Cheney?

I knew I shouldn’t have watched Bush’s address. Reality TV sucks.

As someone who, for the record, voted for Nader, I find this argument a little offensive. In retrospect, the man never stood a chance. But surely some, if not most, of the blame for our nation’s current problems lies with a war-mad, power-hungry, corporation-loving administration and an opposition party that bows to almost all of its demands out of fear of appearing too soft on terrorism.

You know, I think Remi was right about Charles Taylor. He is an “elitist asshole”.

On Friday, I attended the second of two mandatory staff retreats. It was okay, all things considered. Getting home an hour earlier than usual, though, I didn’t quite know what to do with myself. So I took a short walk: