Random thoughts for Monday:
I know you don't click over to this blog for a daily heath report but for those that have been keeping up with my ailment over the past month (this began March 22), let me just say that I'm calling another doctor today for a second opinion. (Bride would be proud). There's no reason that I can see at this late date in this deal that I should continue to spend sleepless nights because of chest pain. I know - it's pleurisy and it hurts and it takes a while to go away. But shouldn't it be abating by now? And in this day and age of miracle drugs isn't there something somebody can give me or do that will make this better? I'm not usually a complainer, or a hypochondriac, really. I know that's hard to believe at this point.
Speaking of complaining, if I had the energy and the ability to focus on anything beside myself, I'd tackle the Bill Clinton Op Ed in the NYT comparing the Oklahoma City attacks to potential attacks of violence by Tea Party partipants. Clinton and Rush have been exchanging words about this over the past few days and Glenn Reynold links to Byron York who weighs in on how Clinton and Dick Morris exploited the Oklahoma City bombing for Clinton's own political gain. Not wanting to be left out, E.J.Dionne offers his two cent on the Tea Party movement.
I was also intrigued by the kerfuffle over Obama going golfing instead of to the funeral in Poland. Granted, the Canadians didn't go either, and we know it was because of the safety issues of flying through the volcanic ash. But would it be too much to ask that Obama at least put on a pretense of dignified behavior during such an event? Some have suggested that he should have gone to the Polish embassy to offer condolences. We don't really know what he did to mark the somber event, but we do know that he hit the links. Since libs are so intent on drawing comparisons to BHO and GWB, let's remember that Bush quit playing golf out of respect to those serving and risking their lives in Afghanistan, thinking that it was a bit frivolous for him to be chasing a golf ball while Americans were dying abroad. No such class from Obama. Not surprised.
Okay. I'm dragging myself to work today. We're starting medieval literature today. I'm calling doctor number two. She might laugh at me, tell me to take 800 mgs of ibuprofin three times a day (like the last doctor did) and get over it. But I won't know unless I call.
Have a happy Monday.