merle haggard sums it up...sort of

And the big news of the day: Alito's confirmation.
Actually, the most shocking aspect is that people actually broke party lines.

Republican Lincoln Chafee of Rhode Island voted no and Democrats Ben Nelson of Nebraska, Kent Conrad of North Dakota, Tim Johnson of South Dakota and Robert C. Byrd of West Virginia voted yes.

It was the smallest number of senators in the president's opposing party to support a Supreme Court justice in modern history. This means that more Democrats voted for Clarence Thomas (11) than they did for Alito. Yeesh.

Last night, after a few rousing games of Star Wars pinball (actually the rock, paper, scissors was more competitive than my pathetic attempts at keeping up with a jedi youth), I started thinking about my insane love for this country. At one point I mentioned how sick I was of apathetic assholes who can't even be bothered to vote bitching about corruption in politics and the two-party system. DO something about it. Democracy depends on the participation of it's citizens to exist. If you are to lazy to play, get out. I was then reminded that, sadly enough, I am in the minority with my idealistic opinions. Maybe I should leave. Leave this country to the majority and let them live with the inevitable consequences of their indifference. But alas I fear I care too much. This country is flawed. Deeply flawed. But I love The Constitution the way that some people love the religion.

And on a lighter note, Oscar nominations were announced today. I'm especially pleased that "Walk the Line" failed to get a director or best picture nod as it was a no-good-very-bad-movie.
I know it isn't surprising, but I'm pleased with "Brokeback Mountain" and it's mulitiple nominations. It's a lovely film that deserves all of the critical acclaim it is getting. I know that the Oscars are a joke, but this year on the 5th of March if one should want to track me down I shall be glued to my television eating tasty snacks and drinking tasty drinks. I shall be commenting on the fashion mishaps and the standouts. I shall be drooling over my mythological boyfriend, Jon Stewart. And I shall (depending on the amount of alcohol I have consumed) get tears in my eyes when "Brokeback" runs away with it all.

Not that I'm dramatic or anything.