January 31, 2007

Gay Basics

Well, the fact that I am gay has been confirmed for my paternal family. I never really made a secret of it, but my parents both requested that I not actively tell them and I agreed, but pointed out that I wouldn't deny it if asked and I also wouldn't take any steps to actively hide the fact. Well, my cousins found me on MySpace.

After a couple of emails, it turns out that they are fine with it and don't care how I live my life. BORING. I had kind of hoped that they would live up to their redneck roots and pitch some kind of hissy fit, but, to their credit, they didn’t.

Well, one of my cousins decided he wanted to talk on the hello-phone last night just to re-connect and get a better understanding of what it means for me to be gay and to also let me know that he supports me. He was really earnest about it and asked me several questions that I haven't thought about in years and it occurred to me that perhaps some of my readers are wondering how some things work among the homos.

With all of that in mind, here are some of the questions he asked me and some I tried to address without forcing him to go through the indelicate task of verbalizing his curiosity.

I'm putting the rest of this in the extended entry because it's long and I'm about to talk about sex a little bit.

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January 30, 2007

Any Hot, Gay Marines?

Well, my other cousin wrote me a note today telling me that 1) he doesn't care that I'm gay and 2) he's may be heading to Iraq soon. I asked him to hook me up with any hot, gay marines he might know.

I swear, if sodomy doesn't piss off the rednecks any more, I don't what I'm going to do. I mean, I half signed up for the sodomy just for the drama, right? Naturally, the other half was for the sodomy itself. With the hot, gay marines.

Oh! And I called my mom to let her know that the cat is out of the bag and she was mostly not interested in that story. Instead, she wanted to regale me with stories of one of my cousins who is threatening to propose to his girlfriend. Apparently, she wants to get engaged, but she is also in pharmacy school.

It's puzzling to me that someone would have the goal of "getting engaged." It seems like the goal should be "getting married," but according to my mom, she just wants to get engaged.

I saw this would-be pharmacist's picture on MySpace, or at least I think it's the same girl, and my theory is that she's actually a stripper and she wants to pawn the ring to pay her cable bill. That's the kind of girl he seems to get involved with and the cover of the book suits the genre.

So, I think his misguided romances will provide us with more exciting family gossip than my attraction to the more rugged sex. Unless, of course, someone can persuade one of my crazy aunts to forge another letter from my dead grandmother and send that to me.

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I Don't Think You're Ready for this Jelly

Trey Givens: Are you sitting down?
Trey Givens: Because I have important news.
Friend: Sure
Trey Givens: I look like Beyonce.
Friend: u
Friend: m
Trey Givens: Powerful computers on the internet have determined that I bear a striking resemblance to her and they say I might even be related.
Trey Givens: Alec Baldwin, too
Trey Givens: Click on this link to see.
Trey Givens: Please do not hate.
Trey Givens: Haters not welcome.

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Drama Called Off on Account of the Weather

Or something. I called my mom last night to tell her that Cousin Booger knows I'm gay.

She really didn't have much of a response. I was hoping for some kind of wailing and gnashing of teeth or at least a flurry of mascara.

No, instead she started telling me about how Cousin Booger is thinking of proposing to his girlfriend. I think that would probably be another in a long line of unwise or ill-timed decisions in his life, but that's his business.

So, it's looking more and more like the rednecks I'm related to aren't going to make this the show I really wanted it to be. I think if I were actually there to stir the pot, then things might be more exciting. As is, I doubt I will hear much more about it.


The weather man better not be lying to me again about the snow or this will be one big week of disappointment. It's supposed to snow some more today and later this week, but I've heard that static before.

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January 29, 2007

Does the UN Matter?

I went to the debate at NYU this evening. It was Dr. Brook v. Dr. Gilligan on the topic of whether or not the UN matters. Dr. Gilligan took the position that the UN does matter and it's very effective and it should keep on rockin' as is. Dr. Brook took the position that the UN is an abomination and the US should withdraw from it immediately.

As usual, Dr. Gilligan showed up completely unprepared. He started the debate saying that he would "ignore the rhetorical question" about whether or not the UN matters. He then proceeded to ramble for 20 minutes, not bothering to present any facts, but simply broad assertions about how the UN is effective at some poorly defined task called "peacekeeping" and only then when conditions are absolutely perfect.

After Dr. Brook presented his arguments and the Q&A session ensued, Dr. Gilligan's conduct was shameful.

First, he resorted openly to the logical fallacy of the appeal to the mob. He sat there with a straight face and actually attempted to counter Dr. Brook's argument by simply saying that "no American president has ever agreed" with Dr. Brook. He even said that the majority of people in the word don't agree with him. "3 million Frenchmen..."

But, by far, the most shameful thing Dr. Gilligan did was to insult both Dr. Brook and the audience in saying that we are not interested in facts. Given that he presented few to none, it's hard to say which facts he thinks we're disinterested in.

I did want to discuss one argument that Dr. Gilligan presented this evening. He said that he is baffled when people claim that the UN is both ineffectual but also detrimental to US interests and an enemy of our freedom. How can the UN fail to muster the requisite support and resources to deal effectively with a third-world dictatorship like Iran, but it can, somehow, impede the US at accomplishing its goals. Apparently, the UN cannot be both ineffectual and effective at producing these horrible results for the US.

Let me draw an analogy between the UN and a homeless person who is dressed in rags, soaked in their own feces and urine, stinking of that and body odor, begging for money. Such a person is ineffectual when it comes to getting a job and earning a living. They are quite effective, however, at compromising their own health and annoying the hell out of every person who passes by.

The question that Dr. Gilligan fails to ask himself is "at what?" What is it that the UN seeks to accomplish? It is completely possible for an organization to fail at one particular goal and work to the detriment of some other goal.

There's another argument against this specious argument and Dr. Brooks employed it instead of the one I just presented. Instead, he agreed. The UN is ineffectual AND it does not actually hurt the US in itself. No, it's the US that hurts itself by agreeing to participate in the UN. This is certainly the stronger argument although it does not have the same rhetorical appeal.

Anyway, it was fun to see Dr. Brook in action. I just wish he would debate someone worthy of his skill and intelligence. Dr. Gilligan was simply not up to the task. Dr. Gilligan embarrassed himself and wasted my time this evening.

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They KNOW!!!

Well, my younger cousin, Cousin Booger, also found my MySpace page today and he sent me a friend request. At the moment he sent it, he didn't have a picture, so I didn't know who it was.

After he identified himself, we had the following email exchange.

----------------- Original Message -----------------

From: Cousin Booger

Date: Jan 29, 2007 1:29 PM

so now dat cha know who you're talkin to, did you want to be my friend? You're profile revealed some things that hit me a little hard when I found out. The way I see it is it is your life and you don't have to feel wierd if you get around me. I still love ya because you are family and always will be.

At this point, I'm somewhat relieved because he's clearly going to be an adult about it. There's no telling what the rest of the family will think or do, but at least this one is hopeful.

----------------- Original Message -----------------

From: Flibby

Date: Jan 29, 2007 1:33 PM

My parents specifically asked me not to tell anyone else in the family that I'm gay, but with the internet (Woohoo!) it's just not possible to keep something so significant a secret forever.

My opinion is just as yours: It's my life. You know I struggled with it for a long time but part of realizing that I am gay and stop trying to lie to myself about it. It means that I have to be honest and true to myself only. If other people have a problem with it, then it's their problem. My happiness is not contingent upon other people's approval. And I am very happy now.

I'm glad to hear that you don't have a problem with it. That is certainly not how my dad expected you to react.

- Flibby

But I wanted to make it clear to him, should he speak with anyone else, that their bad opinions matter little to me. I could have been more snotty and pointed out that because I haven't seen most of them in several years, their good opinions are also largely irrelevant, but I have manners.

----------------- Original Message -----------------

From: Cousin Booger

Date: Jan 29, 2007 1:40 PM

Well I am a little wiser now than I used to be. I thaink that is the best part of growing up, you live and learn. Like I said, it is your life, so it doesn't matter if I am offended as long as you are happy with your decision I can't say anything that you don't already know. And I don't intend to!!!

Emphasis added.

Um. Offended? Why should HE be offended by MY homosexuality?

But don't let's make mountains out of mole hills here. He probably doesn't mean "offended." He probably means that he's not gay and probably thinks that it's a sin. That is something completely different.

----------------- Original Message -----------------

From: Flibby

Date: Jan 29, 2007 1:43 PM

I'm also atheist. I forget that some people might get upset by that, too. Again, happy with that decision, too.

So, there you go.

If there is anything you want to ask me to understand better, please feel free. You know I'll be frank with you, particularly now that I don't have anything to hide.

- Flibby

Again, I'm being gracious. I really need to call my mom and let her know. I forgot to call her last week.

----------------- Original Message -----------------

From: Cousin Booger

Date: Jan 29, 2007 1:49 PM

Like I said, I'm happy if you are happy. Besides to be honest with you I think that most of the family already had some speculations about the subject. I'm not sure if Uncle Jackass knows, but I don't plan on being the one that tells him.

Between us, I think Uncle Randal also suspects. He's not a complete jackass. Well, yes, he is, hence the name, but he's not a total idiot.

----------------- Original Message -----------------

From: Flibby

Date: Jan 29, 2007 2:05 PM

I tend to think that if someone can't guess that I'm gay, then they probably aren't participating in reality like the rest of us.

I mean, come on. I'm not the butchest guy on the block. I haven't had a serious girlfriend.. ever. I don't talk about women in any sexual way. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to do that math.

Even so, both my mom and dad asked that I not proactively tell people in the family. I don't care if other people know, but I think they are worried about that some may mistreat me or be rude in some way. Dad's side of the family, especially, isn't renown for its social graces or understanding.

I do appreciate that you are accepting of the fact and, as mentioned, if you're puzzled or concerned about it in any way, please let me know. I would be happy to explain things as well as I can in an effort to dispel some of the ridiculous and wrong ideas that some people have (and I even thought at one time) about what it means to be gay.

- Flibby

He couldn't discuss it further because he was at work. He said we'd chat again another time.

So, anyway, it looks like it's going well. But my parents will probably still freak.

Whatever. I just want to know what drama goes down so I can blog about it.

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See You Next Tuesday!

I love You Tube. There are so many videos out there that crack me up.

This one is a bit vulgar, but it makes me laugh so very, very hard.

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January 27, 2007

I'm a Dirty Hippie

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Being in the Closet: An Orgy of Self-Sacrificing without the Fun of an Orgy

I know people who are "out of the closet" to everyone in the whole world except some particular, small group of people, usually their family. I used to be that way.

All of my friends knew that I am gay, but around my family, I used to avoid the topic of romance or mislead them when it would come up. The reason I did that was largely because at the time I was in college and although I was supporting myself financially, my situation was so precarious that I might need to turn to them for help and I couldn't risk my father disowning me. I also wasn't prepared to deal with the potential conflict that it might create in my life.

I did wind up coming out to my mother and my sister while I was still in college. I didn't come out to my father until much later and only after he asked.

My thought with regard to most people, including my father, is that I am gay. If they find out that I'm gay either from me or from some other channel, I will not be any more or less gay and they will not be any more or less pleased about the idea.

I can't help people deal with reality. That's their business and if they choose to ignore some fact or another, I can't help them open their eyes. When they are confronted with some fact and cannot avoid it any further and they feel the need to stomp their feet and shout about it, I can't teach them to be adults.

When I came out to my parents both of them asked me not to tell our extended family. My response was the same to both of them. I said that I do not make a habit of advertising my sexual orientation, but I will not hide it either.

Granted, I do avoid making comments about men that I find attractive or talking about my romantic life when I'm around them. I also make an effort to not be seen admiring other men as well. In those respects, it can be said that I am hiding my sexuality, but that is the limit of the effort I put forth in dissembling on the matter.

Recently, however, one of my cousins discovered my personal profile on MySpace which does state that I am gay. I haven't heard from him, so I can't be sure if he's noticed that fact or not. It's reasonable to assume that he has, though.

I've thought about this before. When my high school reunion was coming up, I knew that people in my parents' town would eventually find me through MySpace or even this website and they would know that I am gay. Oh the scandal!

I considered hiding my profile, but I decided against it.

Lying to one's self is really bad, but helping someone else lie to their self isn't better. Why should I put forth effort to help them avoid reality? It's easier just to avoid them.

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January 26, 2007

A Quotation for the Time Being

Apropos to the recent State of the Union address from Dubya.

Hand: A singular instrument worn at the end of the human arm and commonly thrust into somebody's pocket.

-- Ambrose Bierce

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I am sorry to announce that I will not be able to make it to OCON this year. It sounds like it will be a lot of fun, but unfortunately taking that trip lies in the opposite direction of several other priorities I have for this year.

I can't wait to hear from others on how it went. Perhaps next year!

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I Am Soooo Over It

I am so ready to go home right now.

I have no meetings today. My account teams are all off site with the client. My projects are all up-to-date and on track. I have next to nothing to get done here today.

I'm so over this.

Hell, even my boss just sent me a You Tube video to watch...

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Philosophy is the Talk on a Cereal Box

Remember how before I moved to New York, I was going to go back to school to study philosophy and art history? But with the whole career thing moving forward again, that plan was sidelined.

Well, the other night I was talking to my mom about my new apartment and how I will save a lot of money on rent.

She suggested that with the extra money, I could do all kinds of stuff including take classes.

I agreed and said that I might like to take some cooking classes or something like that.

But she followed it with, "But you could find somewhere to take some philosophy classes. You enjoy it and philosophy will help you in anything."

I was so surprised, that I really didn't respond. She wasn't very supportive of the notion of me going back to school, so for her to suggest that I take classes was really unexpected. I know that her primary concern is my career. Her lack of enthusiasm for going to back to school was largely a response to the idea of me not having a job. Even so, this was a pleasant, apparent change in direction.

She's right, though. I've wanted to take classes from ARI for a while. Perhaps I will take that up this year... We'll see.

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Out to the Family

Well, here's a little crisis I haven't encountered in quite some time: I've been outed to someone in my family.

My MySpace page makes my sexual orientation pretty clear and one of my cousins recently added me as a friend.

Adding to the hilarity of this situation, he's one of the cousins my mom and dad specifically asked me not to come out to.

Apparently, they won't understand. I just can't wait to have the conversation that starts with, "You see, when two men like each other very much..."

I haven't seen this cousin in over five years. And it doesn't make that big a difference to me personally. But I guess I will have a conversation about it with my mother later just to give her the heads up. I'm not sure how she's going to react. I'll keep you posted.

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January 25, 2007

Universal, Free Healthcare! Are You High?

Run, don't walk, over to The Binary Circumstance. He is discussing the renewed fad of Universal Health Care. Hillary is talking about it. Bush is talking about it. Obama is talking about it. It's all the rage.

Now let's talk about the fact that there ain't nothing free.

Go over and talk to Chip. I am too irritated by the whole notion to be bothered at the moment.

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I Call Bullshit on the Pejorative

I was discussing the word "faggot" with a friend of mine today and he pointed out this section of the Wikipedia post on the word "Pejorative."

In other cases, some groups have attempted to reclaim formerly offensive words applied against them, with limited success. Such terms as nigger (nigga), redneck, cracker, white trash, Redskin, dyke, queer, fairy, faggot, tranny, geek, nerd, chav, or cripple are considered pejorative if used by a non-member of the particular group in question.

The practice of "reclaiming" words is dubious to me, but I completely disagree with the idea that a word is only damning if used by someone outside of the group to which the term refers.

Words have meaning. The meaning of a given word is largely derived from how the word is used by speakers of that language. In linguistics, this is called the "descriptive" approach. The largely reviled alternative to descriptive linguistics is called "prescriptive" linguistics wherein one attempts to say that words just mean X and never anything else, no matter what anyone says.

Dictionaries are descriptive tools. The definitions they offer are intended to reflect how most people use the word.

The problem with the descriptive approach is that people often use words in ways that make them logically indistinct from other words and even their opposite.

I remember watching a debate between Harry Binswanger and some professor of Law or something. They were debating whether or not selfishness is a virtue.

The law professor argued that selfishness simply means "serving your own goals" and, of course, Dr. Binswanger dissented. By that definition, Hitler was selfish because he worked toward his own goals of world domination. At the same time, Bill Gates is selfish because he works toward his own goal of making wonderful computers and giving money to poor people. Mother Theresa is even selfish by that definition because her goal is the glorification of God through service to others. That definition of "selfishness" reduces the term to meaninglessness.

If we try to say that "nigger" means simply "a black person," then it shouldn't matter who uses it. Some people are black and that's just a fact. The term is offensive, though, because it does carry with it a negative meaning. When black people use it among themselves, they are acknowledging the insult. That's the whole reason they say it at all. If "nigger" weren't a horrible word for a black person, then it would be the new "black."

The key is the meaning, not in the word.

Some people may be offended by my use of the term "black" instead of "African American" but I am clearly not using the term in any way that might be construed as offensive, so those are people who are ignoring the meaning of the term and the context in which it is used.

I am offended by the word "faggot" pretty much all the time. I recognize that some people may be joking when they use it and I try not to take offense in those cases, but I do tell people that I don't like the word. I realize that in those cases I'm ignoring the context and going strictly off of the meaning of the word. My response is emotional and stems from the anger, sadness, and fear I felt as a closeted homosexual growing up.

As mentioned in my earlier post on this topic, I do not advocate NOT using any particular word where that word is appropriate. Sometimes it is even appropriate to make jokes. It's just that those jokes are largely lost on me and make me uncomfortable. It's not wrong that I feel that way and it's not wrong that others don't. That is a function of our integration of the concept of being gay.

But to claim that the pejorative aspect of those terms is removed just because someone is a part of the group in reference is absurd. The speaker does not change the meaning of a word simply by being.

The reason I don't advocate the disuse of any word (although some words may be arguably useless) is because words have meaning and I think people should say what they mean. To claim that a word might change its meaning depending solely on some concrete characteristic of the speaker is to attempt to erase the meaning of words.

Words gain their meaning by the way they are used NOT based on who uses them.

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Get Your Hairs Did!

So, I went to the haircuttery today. No, I didn't get a buzz cut because, as mentioned, I really do look stupid with it.

But I told my stylist, Robb, (Why he has two B's, I do not know.) that I wanted my hair cut short. So, he did his thing and he said, "How's that?"

And I said, "Robb with the inexplicable two B's, I think you can go shorter than that. Let me tell you: I was this close to going and just getting the whole thing buzzed."

He understood completely and went and cut some more off.


It is a most excellent haircut and as close to a buzz cut that I think my facial structure can handle. Plus, it's long enough on top that I can actually style it a little bit.

So, anyway, no buzzcut this time, but I love my new hair cut!

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January 24, 2007

Donnie Davies Verdict

I'm now convinced that Donnie Davies is fake. He's like LonelyGirl15 + Jack Black or something.

I became convinced of this after seeing his latest video in which he describes Andrew Sullivan as a good Christian man and thanks him for standing behind him after YouTube reached around and yanked his... um... video. And goes on to talk about how unfair it is that so many people made fun of his weight because it's a thyroid problem and he was born that way.

Yeah, so it's a joke.

Hat Tip to Joe. My. God

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Happiness is Just Around the Corner

Ok. If you are, for whatever reason, a little bit sad or bummed out, here's what I want you to do:

Put on your headphones or crank up your stereo and play the song "We Like to Party" by the Vengaboys.

We like to party

We like, we like to party

We like to party

We like, we like to party

We like to party

We like, we like to party

We like to party

Ive got something to tell ya
Ive got news for you
Gonna put some wheels in motion
Get ready cause were coming through
Hey now, hey now, heres what I say now
Happiness is just around the corner
Hey now, hey now, heres what I say now
Well be there for you

The vengabus is coming
And everybodys jumping
New York to San Francisco
An intercity disco
The wheels of steel are turning
And traffic lights are burning
So if you like to party
Get on and move your body

We like to party
We like, we like to party
We like to party
We like, we like to party

Hey now, hey now, heres what I say now
Happiness is just around the corner
Hey now, hey now, heres what I say now
Well be there for you

The vengabus is coming
And everybodys jumping
New York to San Francisco
An intercity disco
The wheels of steel are turning
And traffic lights are burning
So if you like to party
Get on and move your body

The vengabus is coming
And everybodys jumping
New York to San Francisco
An intercity disco
The wheels of steel are turning
And traffic lights are burning
So if you like to party
Get on and move your body

We like to party
We like, we like to party
We like to party
We like, we like to party
We like to party
We like, we like to party
We like to party
We like, we like to party

The vengabus is coming, the vengabus is coming
The vengabus is coming, the vengabus is coming

The vengabus is coming
And everybodys jumping
New York to San Francisco
An intercity disco
The wheels of steel are turning
And traffic lights are burning
So if you like to party
Get on and move your body

The vengabus is coming
And everybodys jumping
New York to San Francisco
An intercity disco
The wheels of steel are turning
And traffic lights are burning
So if you like to party
Get on and move your body

The vengabus is coming

If you are able and it is an appropriate place for you to do so, take off your clothes and dance around in your underwear to this song.

You will feel better. I promise.

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January 23, 2007

State of the Union

Dubya just got done outlining a crazy long list of goals that he has for the government. Among them was not only a plan to balance the budget in 5 years, but to somehow provide medical coverage for all Americans, double the border patrol, seek out alternative sources of energy and a buncha other things.

It seems like after every sentence, the people on the right are up out of their seats or quivering as if they're about to collapse in a puddle of their own sexual fluids.

It's just TALK, people. That and four and a half dollars will get you a cuppa coffee at Starbucks.

And "Nukyular?" Really? Are we still saying that, Dubya? Seriously, why doesn't this man practice in front of a mirror or something?


He is full of so much hot air and I am sure that the Democratic response is only going to anger me further.

Five years... whatever.

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You Tube Night!

This one is funny on purpose:

Yes, you got it: It's an Estelle Getty Workout Remix video.

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If You're a Fag, He Hates You, Too!

Speaking of being offended:

Yes, I'm offended. But at the same time, I can't breathe right now I'm laughing so hard.

I found this video when I was referred to this post on Queerty.

Also, the logo for Love God's Way looks like the sign of either chronic masturbators or people who are into spanking, although, if my mind weren't in the gutter, I might also suggest that it looks like a logo for an organization of panhandlers.

Update: I was trying to find the link again to show a friend and YouTube had already removed it. Try this link instead.

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Magic Morale-ity

MSNBC: McCain, Clinton clash over troop morale

WASHINGTON - Congressional criticism of President Bush’s troop surge in Iraq threatens to erode the morale of American soldiers and Marines serving there, Sen. John McCain, R-Ariz., implied Tuesday at a Senate confirmation hearing for Army Lt. Gen. David Petraeus, Bush's choice to be the new commander in Iraq.

McCain’s raising of the morale question was quickly disputed by one of his potential 2008 presidential rivals, Sen. Hillary Clinton.

McCain raised the morale issue in a question he posed to Petraeus, saying, “Suppose that we send additional troops and we tell those troops, ‘we support you, but we are convinced you cannot accomplish your mission… we do not support the mission we are sending you on’? What effect does that have on morale of the troops?”

“It would not be a beneficial effect, sir,” Petraeus answered.

Clinton disagreed with both McCain and Petraeus on the morale issue.


Clinton disputes morale effect
“Our troops are on the Internet constantly; they know very well there’s a debate going on in this country,” Clinton told reporters after she left the Armed Services Committee confirmation hearing. “From the troops I’ve spoken with, a lot of them share many of the concerns that I and others have.”

Morale is such a tricky thing. You'll always have the Polly Pissypants and the Dave McDelusionallyhappy's. Every team has them and they affect the people around them.

But morale is a function of one's own sense of metaphysical significance both in terms of efficacy and in terms of worth. Put another way, morale is an expression of self-esteem confined to a limited, specific context -- although repeated abuse or success in those limited aspects can affect one's sense of self in the broader context of life.

I contend that the Bush administration's grotesque and horrifying mismanagement of the war in Iraq has been fundamentally detrimental to troop morale.

The administration lead us into a loss by failing to do what was necessary to win that war. Instead, we were thrust into a conflict that has no satisfactory resolution. If we pull out, more insanity could break out and we may lose more lives by encouraging the terrorists, suiciders, and homicide bombers. If we stay we will DEFINITELY lose more lives because there are terrorists, suiciders, and homocide bombers there.

It is a situation that can be aptly described as hopeless. How do you think that would make a person feel?

If the leadership in this nation including those in Congress attempt to hush their concerns, what good does it do the troops and their sense of worth and efficacy in the situation? It may lead them to a temporary sense of self-assurance, but a quick tally of the thousands who've died will quickly evaporate that fog of delusional self-esteem.

If the leadership in this nation including those in Congress express concerns that fail to actually address the issue, but rather snipe at specific, tangential, superficial issues like body armor or the rate at which troops are "re-deployed" or "surged" the troops will likely be confused by the lack of focus and that lack of focus is only more apparent when they look around at the facts.

Our troops are not stupid. (Thanks for the catch, Gwen!) Not talking about problems will not make them go away. Talking about non-problems will not solve the ones that really do exist and threaten larger objectives.

And what of this obsession with troop morale in the first place?

It appears to me that these senators are awfully concerned about faking something that can only be achieved through effective, rational leadership. You can't trick our troops into having high morale. You have to lead them to success and you have to lead them with a clear, rational view that victory is not only possible but morally proper. Leadership in the War in Iraq has failed to do this on a wholesale basis.

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New Apartment Pros & Cons


  • It's not Manhattan.

  • I will have 2 roommates.

  • The apartment is kind of run-down and needs a bit of help.

  • I haven't met one of the roommates yet.


  • The apartment is pretty big.

  • My bedroom has a view of the Empire State and Chrysler Buildings.

  • The roommate I've met is cool.

  • The neighborhood is nice and the apartment is near a movie theater, the gym, two subway stations, and other neighborhood amenities.

  • Roof access!

  • My room is pretty big.

  • SUPER cheap rent. I don't usually like talking about money, but I will save over $1,000 a MONTH by moving. A MONTH! That is a lot of clothes.

  • No lease. This is a little scary, but it also means I could move out if it doesn't work. I think it'll work, though.

So, I'm pretty excited about this. I think it'll be cool and, of course, I will blog about it.

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It's Official: I will be a B&T Person

Yep. I'm going to buy some sweat pants and several gold chains cuz I'm moving out to Queens. Astoria to be specific.

I went back out to the apartment last night with a friend of mine. Then we went to dinner to discuss the pros and cons. At the end of it all, I came to the conclusion that the opportunity is a good one and I should take it.

So, I will head out there in February to start cleaning up my room and painting the walls a color I can stand (right now they're an awful powder blue) and getting the place ready for my stuff.

I have to run to work, so I will have to tell you more about this later.

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