This is how sick I am. Another GI died today and I'm glad. Why? Because with each death, the toll rises and the idiocy, the consummate madness, of our imperial conquest becomes manifest. Also, on a personal note, I am validated in my daily display of a sign that I carry around (holding at conspicuous places in Santa Barbara, lodging through the sunroof of my Volvo when I park conspicuously) that says, "Hey, hey, USA, How many soldiers died today?"
This madman in the White House has driven me to my own madness. I hate him for it. Or is it him I hate?