Being a wee bit of a literary geek, I look forward to Pulitzer Prize announcement day the way 5 year olds look forward to Christmas. I was surprised that Geraldine Brooks came out on top in the fiction category with March, a Civil War novel using Alcott's absent father from Little Women as the main character, especially given that she was up against Doctorow's The March-yet another Civil War book that got quite a bit of attention post-National Book Award nomination time. The third nominee was Lee Martin for The Bright Forever--an author and book I am completely unfamiliar with. And fiction is just the beginning! Check out the poets, playwrights, various authors of nonfiction, and journalists for a nice jumping off place for some food for the mind.
Iran keeps poking the big dog with a little stick. Since the U.S. and Europe are withholding direct funding and Israel is not transferring the taxes and fees it usually collects for the Palestinian government, Hamas had little choice but to look for help elsewhere. And who better to go with than our new favorite enemy! Adding fuel to the fire was the suicide bombing in Israel that Hamas approved of, though the president of the Palestinian Authority, Mahmoud Abbas, strongly condemned the attack. And we think the Iraq situation is complicated and messy? Oy!
And G.W.B. comes out with a silly statement: "I'm the decider" referring to Rumsfeld and calls for him to step down. You're the decider? Yeah, see, no one really believes that. Plus, it's such a typical response for the administration. In the face of criticism be arrogant. It's worked for them in the past so many times (WMD's anyone?) of course they're going to stand by their man. But unlike previous instances, I don't think G.W.B. has the poll numbers to pull this one off. Whaddya think? 2 to 1 odds he resigns for something completely unrelated to the war?
Yee-haw for the Boston Marathon! 5 U.S. men in the top 10 is outstanding and virtually unprecedented. I only need to run a 3 hr and 40 minute marathon to qualify for next year. I can confidently say that there is no way in hell that is going to happen. Once again, I'm looking at being really really really really happy that I'll just be alive and not puking my guts out at the end of Hartford this year. A 4:30 finish would be swell, but being conscious would be acceptable too.
And this is something I enjoy doing....why, exactly?
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