Thursday, August 16, 2012

Lance Armstrong? Possibly

I am fairly cynical about national elections, because all of our presidents have their balls in a vise, and have to be closet centrists. I know journalists and political analysts make a living on the spectrum shifts in American liberalism, conservative sentiments, but to me the two party system is intrinsically broken. If I sat down with David Brooks and Ruth Marcus and asked them what the differences between an Obama Administration and a Romney Administration would be, beyond the biracial/Mormon cosmetic issues, what could they tell me? Pakistan is a bloody nightmare. Ditto Syria, and my affluence died with the Clinton's desire to "rule the world," to paraphrase the Martin Peretz who inspires mockery in as much measure as he doles. Still, I renewed my ID yesterday through PennDot, which was about all I managed, I'm afraid, due to the usual colon impaction. They are sending me a photo ready card, but I still physically have to get to Arch Street. Rolling to urinal for an old woman's piss.

Potty break over, I hit on Lance Armstrong as my write in candidate of choice if I cannot lean either to Harvard's left brain or its right, if indeed I can vote at all on election day. My editor at AccessLife chastised me when I protested that Armstrong's testicle loss had nothing to do with being disabled; the issue spawned a small uproar. I take the idea of writing him in from one of his interviews in retirement. Rose asked the beleaguered cyclist if he had an interest in politics.

The GOP loses me on the issue of voter fraud; it is a non sequitur as far as I'm concerned, but so is litigation over voter ID. We live in the 21st century, and need proof of identity, though authors like Hannu Rajaniemi play on this in interesting ways. I think I like  The Quantum Thief , but unsure of all its suggestive possibilities, it sits in archive, for now.

Edit:
After writing this post I put the text back into its collection, though I am not rereading now. Hannu toys with many satirical conceits I do not usually relish, like the reliance on humanoid as freak show, and satirical grandiosity, but his ambition with QT, as a franchise or otherwise, is self-evident, tying mysticism, physics, and computer science together in a quite heady plot, which he puts together skillfully, but I remain mystified by the narrative.

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