9/24/01 - coffee time
Yo baby, wassup? I'm in Seattle. Great show last night. I had a chest infection going on earlier this week and last night was the first gig where I was actually able to sing and blow harp worth a damn. I've been taking it real easy, trying to get my health back up to par. Still coughing up major chunks. Mmmmmmm, save the big ones for chili. I guess everything else is done in preperation for the inevitable war on an invisible enemy and the backlash that will retort from whatever actions the government takes. It's very frustrating. I know we can't just roll over and pretend that nothing happened but if we attack Afghanistan to flush out bin Laden, who knows what little terrorist goodies sit waiting in a one room apartment in Cleveland or Dallas or Detroit or L.A? From the looks of things, the terrorists are gonna use whatever they can to destroy civilian life in this country. Now to see what Georgie boy does about it. I was talking to my sister the other day and I asked her if she realized that the terrorists waited until the Bush administration was back in power to strike. She said it hadn't even occurred to her. So we had a long talk about the Gulf War, the Iraq embargo and the symbolism of a family regaining power through a stolen election. These aren't coincidences and there is a lot of backstory we will never know about. So here I sit, hoping that a government I don't trust can make the right choices to eradicate people dead set on taking my "infidel" life. Shit is definately fucked up.
