Nothing new, something old

It's the day after the primaries in IN and NC. Nothing has changed. There are about as many people calling for Hillary to drop out of the race as there are those cheering her on. Despite the polls and the psuedo-scientific research about who voted and why, I don't think anybody knows what's going on. A long talk with my Uncle in subrban Chicago, on the Indiana side, revealed massive foul-ups with vote counting in and around Gary and Hammond. No surprise. But's that's how Obama almost won there. And then there is the story about the campaign worker for Obama, in Evansville, IN, who asked a white, middle-class homeowner who he was voting for and the man replied, "Obama. Because we haven't had a good old fashioned assisination in a while". What is it with the Heartland? There really is nothing new. Life has no value?

As far old goes, and life having no value, I just stumbled across a piece in the Huffington Post, which had first-ever published photos of Hiroshima right after the bomb blast (yes, THAT bomb). They were taken by an unknown photographer and the film was found in a cave outside of the city by a GI, who kept them under wraps until recently. Look at them only if you are brave. The decimation and destruction is almost impossible to imagine. What is even harder to imagine is that Bush, Cheney and the neo-cons can actually even speak about using nuclear weapons, today, on anyone, anywhere. I'm sure they haven't looked at these photos. I keep forgetting, in the face of all the tomfoolery I read about every day, that the end of the world is always just no farther away than the blink of an eye and the push of a button. At three A.M. Think about it.

Life goes on in Texas.