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I am a fictional construct originally conceived as a pen name for articles in the Los Angeles FREE PRESS at the 2000 Democratic Convention. The plume relating to the nom in question rests in the left hand of Hart Williams, about whom, the less said, the better. Officially "SMEARED" by the Howie Rich Gang . GIT'CHER ZUG SWAG HERE!

Monday, January 1, 2007

One Door Closes One Door Opens

Janus, our two-faced Host -- greeting us in the foyer of 2007 -- bids us look back and forward.

Happy New Year

For me, I have passed my thirtieth year as a pro. I am suffused with odd minutiae of that time: a new Cat Stevens CD, a "new" Steeleye Span CD that I picked up on Amazon UK. The remembrance of Gerald R. Ford's ascension and presidential campaign. Of Richard Nixon's internal exile, and Watergaiety.

I saw the "tall boats" footage of the Bicentennial, and recalled the late reporter Randy Shilts' And The Band Played On [- Politics, People and the AIDS Epidemic; Penguin, 640 pp., Trade Paperback], and his deduction that AIDS had reached New York City on those tall boats, during the Bicentennial festivities. The plague ships in our harbor. The Masque of the Red Death.

America has changed a lot since I headed for Los Angeles in the spring of 1976. But there is a resonance that begins 2007 for me.

And for the USA, there is that resonance of Watergate and Pardons and Plumbers, oh my. And Dick Cheney and Donald Rumsfeld who were Ford's Chiefs of Staff. This whole Bush mess really is Nixon's revenge.

A lot of people think that it's over. Think that the election decided something. No. These Bushies have never obeyed the law, and have dared anyone to stop them. We have given our assent to putting the brakes on.

If you study your history, this is a very dangerous time. No American president has failed to gracefully step down when the time came, but then again, no American president has ever been a convicted felon before, either.

Those three funerals seem to have emphatically punctuated the end of an era. What end that may be, we will know in the fullness of time, but we're too close to it right now. Still, with the funerals of James Brown, Gerald R. Ford and Saddam Hussein, a period has ended. Another begins.

What that will be, I cannot say. But we can't go back and we can't stay where we are. So we might as well go forward.

Courage.
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