Why America Needs Bush


baby-bushYears ago, I married into a pre-Revolutionary war family in the rural Piedmont of North Carolina. I’ve since left the family, but it’s very safe to say that the majority of my in-laws (and there were an awful lot of them) voted for W. in both his first and second term of office.

Well duh, Over 50% of the nation voted for him. At least in his second term. I maintain that he was appointed, not elected in 2000. In any case, my point is this: Until Hurricane Katrina (which we can probably all agree was really the beginning of the end), the average American thought that Bush was A-OK. It’s very popular to hate him these days, but we are theoretically still living in a democracy – he was hired by the American public in 2004 with eyes wide open.

I’ve thought often lately of what he must be thinking and feeling as he leaves office. When I left my marriage, I was reviled and ostracized as the ‘bad guy’ in our social circle. Can you imagine being hated by, conservatively speaking, over a billion people worldwide? I’m way too co-dependent. I’d quite simply have to pitch myself off the roof.

baby-obamaThese days Bush bashing has become something of a National pastime. Other than the folks at Fox, no one seems to be on hand to defend our recently departed leader. Aside from universally screwing up the last 8 years, and potentially irrevocably tarnishing the American image (hey, you can’t blame me for joining in), I think W. has become an absolute necessity to our Evolution as a Nation. Here’s my thinking: A short 8 years ago, most of my in-laws (and our neighbors, and my co-workers… my state only turned Blue about 2 months ago) thought that W. was the best thing since the Hummer. They thought that the war in Iraq was a good idea. They may have occasionally dropped the N-bomb after a few too many cans of Bud. Bush has artificially accelerated the disintegration of the American self-image – which is a critical step in rebuilding a sustainable America for the future.

One of the most unique things about American politics (in the global sense) is our bloodless transfer of power. In very few nations could be outgoing and incoming heads of state break bread together. This year, approximately 51% of the American voting public thought that a black man would make the best President. I believe that if the Republican party was not almost laughably inept, if we didn’t have W. to face as the alternative, we would have seen rioting and violence by now. Ten years ago, there is no way that the white rural rednecks I knew would have countenanced a black man as President.

Hating our former President gives us something push against. He epitomizes everything that we have learned must ‘go’ in the American lifestyle and image. He has become nothing more or less than the outward personification of our own inward natures. Put more simply, if we didn’t have W. to hate, we’d have to turn this rampant criticism and judgment inward. How exhausting. It’s much easier to embrace change when we can export all of our previous national bad habits on the shoulders of one man.

deciderOne of the truest things I know is that change only happens when the pain of holding on becomes greater than the pain of letting go. Letting go of the American Dream (in it’s current incarnation) would have taken a lot more pain and effort without W. It’s like removing a band-aid… you can do it slow and painful, or just get it over with in one excruciating rip. I’ve always been a ripper, myself.

Aside from these very lofty political thoughts, I’m very worried about John Stewart. What will the Daily Show do without The Decider to pick on? I’m guessing that the next 4 years will be less funny than the last four, in a lot of ways.

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Say After Me…


I have a new theme song! Don’t you love that moment, when you fall completely in love with a new song? Here’s how it happened for me: I’ve been into kind of a Indie Chick thing these days (evidenced by recent reviews, particularly). I have made a big ole’ playlist of all my current favorite artists in this genre… I must have downloaded this song in an effort to find some unreleased stuff… I honestly have no recollection of how it made it’s way onto my iPod. This isn’t actually as unusual as you might think – my music collection is so extensive that it requires constant attention and management – what a blessing.

The Hammock in Question

The Hammock in Question

So anyway, I was laying in the hammock at the Casa Pura Vida in Costa Rica last week, reading Wicked, listening to music. This song actually played almost halfway through before I realized I was singing along… and it took some conscious reflection to catch the memory. The artist is Sara Barelleis, and the song is a cover of the 1985 A-Ha hit, ‘Take On Me’. (You know the song… ‘Take on me; Take me on; I’ll be gone; In a day or two… with the cool real-life looking animation video). It’s a bluesy, live version, just the kind of song you want to sing along with.

Now, I was all of 10 years old in 1985, so although I remember most of the words to the song, I realize I’ve never really thought about the lyrics before. One line in particular caught my attention – like, made me sit up and spill beer on myself – and it is still reverberating through my consciousness.

Say after me: It is no better to be safe than sorry.

The song is about the end of a relationship, about the last ditch effort. My divorce has been final a short while now, and I feel like Janus – looking back and forward in equal measure. This is a great song for that – it is both a goodbye and a hello. These days, as I consciously shift my focus forward, and learn to let go, I must be brave. Featherheaded, even. I’ve got to remember that it is no better to be safe than sorry. I’m taking myself on these days, learning and growing and evolving just as much as I can. And the only people who are welcome in my life are the folks who are willing to take me on, to engage with me – and themselves – in full.

Take On Me

So needless to say/ I’m at odds and ends/ But that’s me stumbling away/ Finally learning that life is OK/ Say after me: It’s no better to be safe than sorry.