I do believe my constant thoughts, rants and reading about the current political state of the U.S. have gone too, too far. I had a dream last night where I was in some sort of meeting with George W. Bush and some of his advisors. I don't remember, but I hope Donald Rumsfeld was there and upset that I called him a pompous, ignorant a-hole. In this meeting GW and I discussed the state of the Union, and agreed on nothing. I left enraged at the insane ignorance of the GW caricature in my head, knowing that nothing I said to him really even made a dent and he was just going to go off and celebrate imperialism--old and new--with some fireworks and BBQ. I am incensed even in my sleep.