The much anticipated "debate" between Biden and Palin has come and gone, thankfully. The pundits have had their say, and I doubt many minds have changed. Both candidates misrepresented the others' positions, as usual. Neither was outstanding. Palin did better, sort of, than most had assumed she would do. Biden, didn't lose it and make a damaging off the cuff remark.
Biden is experienced in this sort of thing, and it showed. Palin is not, and it showed. Palin was well prepared by her handlers. In fact she was so prepared she couldn't stray from her memorized remarks, failing to answer several questions, and repeating herself often.
The questions were the usual ones, that could easily be anticipated, with the exception of the one about how they would use office of VP. Palin missed it completely and indicated she would continue to abuse the office as Cheney has done. She even said she would like to have more power, indicating her lack of knowledge of the Constitution, when she said it allowed for more power to the office.
Was it a mind changing event? Only if you were a McCain person and needed something to convince yourself that Palin wasn't a total embarrassment. She didn't blow it completely as some thought she would do. As for Biden, he performed as you would expect for a man with over thirty years experience in Congress. No mind changing there.
Anticlimactic? Very much so. The Republicans are beside themselves with joy this morning. The Alaskan Bimbo passed their test. Democrats see her for what she is, a fake, folksy, talker with no substance. The Republicans will claim victory. Biden met expectations. The Democrats will claim victory. Life will go on.
Maybe someday there will be a debate with difficult questions and with a moderator who will simply say, "you must answer my question before we move on." Make them talk with substance not in circles. At the very least the moderator should point out the fact each time they don't answer the question. I would also like to see the moderator bring up more quotes and make them defend themselves. Point out when they have changed positions and have them explain why. I know. I'm dreaming. It ain't gonna happen because the candidates won't allow it. They will accuse the moderator of partisanship. Let's face it. The candidates are the ones who really run the "debates."
Friday, October 3, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Please Comment
For the past couple of days I have been debating the election with a reader, who insists that Democrats are sinners, and that God doesn't want Obama to be president. I would welcome comments on our discussion from anyone, but especially from my Baptist friends, who are much more eloquent and leaned that I on Biblical issues.
You will find our discussion under the post "Sarah Palin on Her Foreign Policy Experience..."
http://georgiamountainsandbeyond.blogspot.com/2008_09_21_archive.html
You will find our discussion under the post "Sarah Palin on Her Foreign Policy Experience..."
http://georgiamountainsandbeyond.blogspot.com/2008_09_21_archive.html
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
The Wounded Warriors
No, this isn't about soldiers returning from Iraq. It is about those of us who labor daily to complete those honey-dos, to save big bucks (most of the time), and to derive the satisfaction of having done it ourselves. We amass large numbers of tools, large and small, manual and electric, and we go off to war against those who would rip us off and to save ourselves from boredom. We also get bragging rights when things turn out great. We won't talk about those things which go awry.
Recently, I have labored to finish the heated and cooled portion of our basement. The previous owner had it wired, the plumbing stubbed in and all of the framing completed for the walls. My job has been to complete it. I chickened out and got an electrician and plumber to do their parts, but I wanted to do the walls and trim. We decided to used eight inch tongue and grooved pine. It is beautiful, if done right, and although I did it, it has turned out great. I work slow, but I need to. Otherwise, I do bad work and, sometimes, I hurt myself.
We home handymen, are not without the scars of battle. About a month ago, I was building a frame around a drainpipe. The treated pieces of wood that I was using, where the frame contacted the concrete floor, were very seasoned, and, thus, very hard. I was striking a nail very, very firmly, when it buckled. The hammer glanced off the nail head and struck the middle finger of my left hand between the nail and the first joint. It brought a tear to this handyman's eye and blood from my finger. When the feeling finally came back it hurt! Over the course of the next day, the swollen finger turned very purple. There was no feeling in the nail but it did not turn dark.
The finger is still slightly sore and swollen, but I can now fret a string on my mandolin, sort of. I never knew how much I use that finger. I can't tell you how many more times I have hit it, jammed it, and mashed it. It appears that I either broke or crushed it, since it has taken so long to heal.
This project has brought the other usual abrasions, contusions, and bumps and bruises. However, today I experienced another home handyman nightmare. Taking a break from my window trim work (because I cut my last piece of 2 x 6 too short and too narrow), I decided to see if I could correct a poor door installation. While attempting to remove a large nail with my pry bar, I proceeded to stab myself in the chin when the bar slipped. Now I have a sore finger, a band-aid on another (because I accidentally caught it on a jig saw blade. No it wasn't moving, I'm not that dumb) and a large gouge in my chin. It probably needed a stitch or two, but being the stubborn male that I am, no doctor is going to see it.
The adventure will continue. Who knows what danger lurks around the corner of my basement? It is inevitable. We home handymen expect these little distractions, and they give us something to brag about when we get with the guys. They get a laugh and we get to display our treasured injuries. It isn't much, but it is the best we can do.
Recently, I have labored to finish the heated and cooled portion of our basement. The previous owner had it wired, the plumbing stubbed in and all of the framing completed for the walls. My job has been to complete it. I chickened out and got an electrician and plumber to do their parts, but I wanted to do the walls and trim. We decided to used eight inch tongue and grooved pine. It is beautiful, if done right, and although I did it, it has turned out great. I work slow, but I need to. Otherwise, I do bad work and, sometimes, I hurt myself.
We home handymen, are not without the scars of battle. About a month ago, I was building a frame around a drainpipe. The treated pieces of wood that I was using, where the frame contacted the concrete floor, were very seasoned, and, thus, very hard. I was striking a nail very, very firmly, when it buckled. The hammer glanced off the nail head and struck the middle finger of my left hand between the nail and the first joint. It brought a tear to this handyman's eye and blood from my finger. When the feeling finally came back it hurt! Over the course of the next day, the swollen finger turned very purple. There was no feeling in the nail but it did not turn dark.
The finger is still slightly sore and swollen, but I can now fret a string on my mandolin, sort of. I never knew how much I use that finger. I can't tell you how many more times I have hit it, jammed it, and mashed it. It appears that I either broke or crushed it, since it has taken so long to heal.
This project has brought the other usual abrasions, contusions, and bumps and bruises. However, today I experienced another home handyman nightmare. Taking a break from my window trim work (because I cut my last piece of 2 x 6 too short and too narrow), I decided to see if I could correct a poor door installation. While attempting to remove a large nail with my pry bar, I proceeded to stab myself in the chin when the bar slipped. Now I have a sore finger, a band-aid on another (because I accidentally caught it on a jig saw blade. No it wasn't moving, I'm not that dumb) and a large gouge in my chin. It probably needed a stitch or two, but being the stubborn male that I am, no doctor is going to see it.
The adventure will continue. Who knows what danger lurks around the corner of my basement? It is inevitable. We home handymen expect these little distractions, and they give us something to brag about when we get with the guys. They get a laugh and we get to display our treasured injuries. It isn't much, but it is the best we can do.
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