Thursday, October 2, 2008

VP Presidential Debate Debacle

After watching the VP presidential debate, I have one BIG question... How did Palin get to where she is? I mean, the US is supposed to be the "leader of the world" and the Republican party pick her!!! So tell me again. How did she manage, out of all the possibilities, to get picked? I am aghast!!!

My brief observations from the debate:

Lazy vernacular -- darn, six pack
Childishness -- winking, making reference to her brother (or was it brother-in-law's) school
Lack of knowledge -- side stepping questions, getting facts wrong, hard to make sense of her
Lack of compassion -- robotic ignoring of Biden's emotions, flat lined delivery of 90% of her speech, rehearsed speech, little passion
Lack of control -- It's "O'Biden", slurring of words or is that slinging words?

I have a shiny ball theory. The Republican Party are very good at finding things, such as shiny balls, to distract people from what is really going on. I think that McCain thought that Palin was a great shiny ball. It worked in the beginning i am sad to say. I hope that the American people put on their sunglasses or avert their eyes in order to see what is going on. The shiny ball is only shiny on the surface. Scratch it and it is just ordinary, poke through the ball and it is hollow.

Palin's words were hollow, as was her heart.

Icelandic Impressions

As I fly into Iceland I am reminded of landscapes in sci-fi movies. The time is 6:30 in the morning. There is a fog and the landscape is black. At first I think that it is because the sun has not yet shone its spotlight on the green but it is truly black; the result of violent excessive eruptions of lava flows all younger than 700,000 years old. Little vegetation covers the lava rock. It looks bleak as the craggy lines of the lava formations are covered in lichen and moss. It is beautiful. You can view pictures @: http://www.new.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1152587225&ref=profile

I compare Perth, Western Australia to Iceland. Both countries are islands and both places have a feeling of something alien about them. Perth is like going to Mars. The landscape captures the imagination as scrub bush dots the flat red dirt. Iceland is like heading out into the blackness of the solar system where the jagged lunaresque landscape is barren of scrub. I love both types of landscapes. The alienation of this type of world appeals to me. The lushness of North Carolina is cloying. I prefer the starkness and rawness of landscapes like Australia and Iceland. The openess is refreshing. There is a loneliness that is both a strength and a weakness. The strength is in the wonder that anything can survive in such a harsh place and the weakness is that only a few do. In addition, there is a psychological effect that is apparent. People are icy. And I say this, pun intended. That is until you know them. And as the saying goes, "What goes on in Iceland, stays in Iceland." :o)