It would be really fun to be all giggly and girly about being engaged! But honestly, I think nobody wants to hear that besides me and maybe one or two other people. (Well, I hope at least one. Heh.)
So, onward and upward… or downward… to Election 2004. And some freaky-ass conspiracy theories, that make me either want to laugh at them… or kind of wonder.
Some about it.
More about it.
Do I think our president is controlled Wizard-of-Oz-style by Karl Rove? No, not really, I don’t.
But when you put together the photographs of the rectangular lump on his back, the recording of him pausing and muttering, the changes of his speaking style from governor to president, et al – well, it certainly has at least a little bit of a logical basis.
More than anything, it makes me sad that the person running the country has so little of the confidence of the public that a kind-of-wacky conspiracy theory like this becomes believable by virtue of his being completely, frighteningly uninspiring.