Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Tuesday, January 20, 2004

Interesting doings in Iowa last night. Kerry came away with a big win, Edwards finished a strong and surprising second, and Dean got waxed. Kerry and Edwards were mere blips a few weeks ago, and Dean was mopping the floor with the rest of the them in the polls, but momentum and politics are funny things.

Remains to be seen though what will happen to Dean. Iowa as often as not does not pick the eventual nominee, and there are a number of examples where the third place finisher goes on to be the nominee. So, Dean is not out yet.

Regardless of who the nominee, there will be a stark choice in November on the issue of national security. Do we as a nation continue to take the fight to the terrorists, or do we return to the craven years of Clinton, and become weak, putting our security in the hands of the French, for crying out loud.

Part of me hopes a Democrat wins, and they embark on this road of going all weak and wobbly on the war against terrorists, because the only way some people in this country are going to get the message that terrorists can't be reasoned with, is to be hit soundly over the head. Not that I wish for tragedy, but maybe that's the only way these Democrats will realize that times have changed.

So last night I'm upstairs with the kids, listening to the Fox and the Hound and Peter Pan cassette, and John finds this bamboo cane. I don't know where it came from. But John holds it up and says "I'm baby Jesus!" Ha. Maybe he was thinking of pictures of the nativity or something! Or a Good Shepherd picture?

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