Todd Smith at Ideapalooza cataloged every promise Barack Obama made -- all 895, by his count -- in an Excel document. You can track promises made, kept, and broken by both percentage and quantity. The spreadsheet is too large to upload to Google Docs, I discovered, but it cries out to be a web application. (via Marc Ambinder)
After dozens of Constitutional violations, hundreds of war prisoners tortured, thousands of warrant-less wiretaps, tens of thousands of soldiers wounded or killed, hundreds of thousands of jobs lost, millions of houses foreclosed, billions of dollars squandered, and trillions of dollars of new debt, Bush and Cheney have only 100 days left in office.
I'd like President Obama to issue specific pardons for each and every one of their violations Pardons would help history record their malfeasance while helping the country move on to cleaning up this mess.
Obama's better than that, of course. I'm just so sad that we've spent the last eight years flushing our values, taxes and potential down the drain.
This snapshot of The Wall Street Journal's homepage tonight pretty much says it all for me. One candidate is focused on his negative campaigning and the other one is focused on the economy. One party is convincing more people to donate while the other loses their fight to stop an ethics investigation. I'm pretty sure I know who I'm voting for (and, believe me, it's nice to vote for someone -- rather than against someone -- for a change).
I upload my photos on Flickr. I add my videos to YouTube. I tag my bookmarks with Delicious. I post my random thoughts on Twitter. I add interesting images and quotes to Tumblr. I socialize a bit on Facebook. I save my wishlist on Amazon. I add my restaurant reviews to Yelp. I track my conversations on FriendFeed. And I display everything on Swurl.
With all that, I find it tough to sit down, take a breath, and spend a few minutes composing thoughtful posts on this weblog. Betterness has been my online home since 2001, but I haven't spent enough time working out here. I don't know, honestly, if that's a good thing or not. I have plenty to do: interesting projects at work, marathons to run, and a wife, dog and a couple of cats that care enough about me to want me around.
Still, seeing how few posts have made it to these pages lately makes me wonder if I'm just cataloging things that float into my life rather than examining the actual life I lead.
We'll see what happens.
So, I'm in a bad mood today and decided to leave a comment on BusinessWeek's story, How Corn Makes You Fat. The author asks readers for suggestions combating cheap junk food fueled by corn subsidies. My $0.02:
If voters won't elect politicians who cut corn subsidies or tax junk food, and if Madison Avenue can't shame the obese to change their habits, you could always start a realty TV show where obnoxious fat people are kidnapped and traded for skinny foreigners dying to vote in free elections. Follow the hijinks of low-information voters struggling to avoid land minds and find potable water in a third-world hell hole while emaciated refugees stare slack-jawed at Costco's produce aisles and ballot measure mailers. Call it "Citizen Swap." I'd watch.
In reality, I'm just pissed that I haven't followed up my not horrible San Francisco Marathon performance with a return to the training program I managed at the beginning of the year. I have two more half marathons and full marathons before the year ends, and I'm not going to qualify for the Boston Marathon if I don't lace up the Nikes and hit the road. There's always a reason, just never an excuse.
I don't know how cathartic this post will be, and I've learned that beating myself up (or down) doesn't motivate me for long.