Thanks to all who have checked the site looking in vain for new posts. This is the longest I’ve gone without posting since beginning. Multi-tasking is something I’m usually good at, but this week, not so much. Portia is sleeping through the night, God bless her, but I’m still unaccountably tired. It’s been a difficult week.
Dave Maass over at Swing State probably thinks I’m just hiding because Sarah has embarrassed my side so badly. He sent me a link last week to his post about what a dummy she was for not knowing the names of any newspapers. I freely admit the Couric interview was an absolute train wreck, but I really don’t think Palin is so staggeringly uninformed that she could not come up with the name of even one newspaper she’s ever read. It seemed to me more like she thought Couric was being patronizing by pressing her for names of papers, and she wasn’t going to play along. She seemed to have recovered some of her composure by the VP debate, thankfully.
Speaking of debates, as much as I hate to say it, I think the smooth and suave Mr. Obama came, saw, and conquered at tonight’s. I suppose my husband will make some snide comment about how I’m wrong about this, but that’s my opinion and I’m sticking to it. I still think McCain is the better candidate on substance, but on style — which is how so much of our shallow electorate judges its candidates — Obama came out on top.
The only substantive position on which I disagreed with McCain was his call for the government to buy up all the mortgages in foreclosure and renegotiate them at their “true value” today. All I can say is, boy oh, boy, did we miss a great opportunity when we bought our house. We should have scraped together some creative financing to buy this amazing house I looked at in Las Campanas and then defaulted on the mortgage so that the government could have given us a “do-over” and let us retroactively buy it at the current deflated price. But alas, we’re stuck instead with the house we could afford, and nobody’s going to give us a “do-over” and give us back the equity we’ve lost.
This mortgage crisis business is like some sick comedy of errors. The bail-out that started out as 4 pages and $700 billion ended up 400-plus pages and $800-plus billion — and the Dow took a nosedive anyway! And nobody’s supposed to talk about what Barney Frank, Chris Dodd, Franklin Raines or the Community Reinvestment Act had to do with bringing it all about.
But looking on the bright side, the week hasn’t been a total disaster. I finally perfected my cilantro vinaigrette, which makes the one at Blue Corn Cafe taste like Wish Bone.