The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play,
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A pall-like silence fell upon the patrons of the game.
In spite of the giant wins in November, there seems to be little joy in mudblogville these days. There are a few things contributing to this. As long as we had a Republican Congress to combat we had a clear purpose with clear goals. We don’t have that now. Instead we have a Democratic Congress and we still have this damn war. We want the Democrats to end the war but they don’t have the numbers they need to make it happen. We can come up with all kinds of strategies for what they should do, but none of them seem very promising. Stopping an expansion of the war into Iran seems like the best we can hope to do right now, and even that is not assured. It’s extremely frustrating.
We have to add to this a crop of presidential candidates that mostly voted for the war. Our frontrunner, Hillary, wont even apologize for her vote or admit that she made a mistake. This is incredibly dispiriting.
We’ve got a jury of eleven down in Washington DC that needs over a week to decide whether or not Scooter Libby committed perjury. A rented mule could determine that he committed perjury in fifteen minutes. This is discouraging.
All these things, plus the short winter days, seem to be weighing everyone down. So, I thought I do something to cheer everyone up. Let’s have some music. How about 10,000 Maniacs at President Clinton’s 1993 inaugural ball?
