October 11, 2009

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Harry Truman integrated the armed forces with a stroke of the pen and Obama could do the same for gays in the military. Instead, he gave his 2007 campaign speech to the Human Rights Campaign dinner last night, once more promising he would do something great, but just not now, just not yet, wait some more.
The fierce urgency of the end of my projected second term, you might say.

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In a column in today’s New York Times, Frank Rich writes about a topic that’s been really bothering me lately: why the hell are the discredited neocons — who have been consistently wrong for more than a decade about everything foreign policy — still on the Sunday talk shows?
When does Stephanopolous look William Kristol right in the eye and say: is this like when you said the Iraq war would be over in 6 weeks? Is this the same as when you told us we’d be greeted as liberators in Baghdad? Is there any part of the “robust” assertion of American military power you advocate that has actually succeeded in doing good for us?
And, yes, I would include Sen. McCain, who has a foreign policy that is based on nationalistic fighter pilot chutzpah and not any serious and in-depth study of global issues, and who, I will remind you, lost the presidential elections rather badly.
They aren’t foreign policy experts, they just play one on TV.

There is a real foreign policy debate about realistic strategic options, but you wouldn’t know it by reading the popular press or watching cable television.
It’s only our survival at stake, why would we want a credible discussion?

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The Conventional Wisdom now has it that Obama’s Nobel Peace Prize is a net bad thing for the president. Conventional Wisdom being what it is, it’s wrong again. A Nobel Peace Prize is a good thing for a president and for this country. Any other interpretation is gloss and illusionary thinking by people who wanted a foregone conclusion.
A Nobel Peace Prize is only a bad thing to those who need defense contractors to keep the money flowing and have such a strong penis/cojones envy that they love war.

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We are on the cusp, btw, about health care. All the attention has been on the Baucus bill coming out of the Senate Finance Committee, but that’s only one of five bills that have come out of two senate and three house panels.
It seems to me that it’s time for Reid and Pelosi AND OBAMA to say to Republicans that the Baucus bill is our attempt at bipartisan health care reform. It’s as much as the GOP is going to get. They can agree to drop the filibuster and vote for the Baucus bill and if they fail to do that and the Democratic Party must go it alone, then it will do so behind a bill that satisfies the progressives and the regressives can bite it.
The “whip count” stories I’ve read indicate that Pelosi can count on at least 210 votes of the 218 she needs to pass something like universal/single payer health care. Reid has about 51 votes without Joe Biden.
Since the GOP is going to run against the health care bill in whatever form it passes, why not pass a bill that Democrats can be proud of and defend?
One more time, does anyone else notice that the GOP emperors are naked?

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Speaking of naked Republicans, today’s Daily Disappointment carries a story purporting to examine if U.S. Sen. Tom Coburn (R-OK) will be politically damaged by reports that he’s up to his neck in the U.S. Sen. John Ensign (R-NV) sex and payoff scandal.
The grey lady of OKC says no, Tom will be just fine.
They may be right.
What Dem is gearing up to fight him? No one.
After seeing what happened to Andrew Rice against Inhofe, can’t say I blame the Dems much.
Screw that, yeah, I think OK Dems are a bunch of cowards and lickspittles, groveling at the feet of ignorant fundamentalist preachers.

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In personal stuff, George Oswalt’s opening in Norman Friday was, by my lights, a huge success. The work was vivid, thought provoking and challenged both the eye and the mind. Dinner afterward at Victoria’s on campus corner with the artist, his wife and a dozen others was delicious and filled with bonhomie. Love you, George, think you’re great.

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