Saturday, August 21, 2004

You know, normally I really hate the Olympics. This year, oddly, not so much. Weird. Also, before I forget, fuck those prickless wonders in the media for giving Greece such a hard time in the run-up to the Games. Like you're so perfect.

9/11 Circus
I've finished the 9/11 Commission Report. I would say the factual portions are far more enlightening than the recommendations, as the reasoning behind the recommendations is not particularly convincing. Or rather, not enough pages are devoted to justifying the recommendations and explaining why they will correct the past and current deficiencies in the country's intelligence and counterterrorism capabilities. Another entire volume, devoted exclusively to the recommendations, would be valuable. And now, on to Thomas P.M. Barnett's The Pentagon's New Map.

With the Mountain in Troy* tonight, I think I'll watch Red Dragon. Hmmm, Mary Louise Parker....

*Why in Bog's name would anyone name a town Troy? Troy LOST the Trojan War. The city was burned! The men were slaughtered! The women and children were taken as slaves! This is the town you wish to emulate? I mean, yes, the Trojans went bravely to their fate, and aside from Paris they were an honorable bunch, certainly more honorable than their Greek opponents, but they still lost. The city was still sacked. They still died.

H-A-N
Have a scorching night.

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