okay, now I'm really cheesed off

I work at a public library that happens to get the wall street journal, so what do I see front page top today? An article about a deal that will give the telecomms immunity for the wiretapping. Which is going to get voted on today. (They delayed putting out the news, ostensibly to give Obama time to form a position, but in my book it was to prevent feedback from the public.

I've already called my congressman. Call yours.

okay, now I'm really cheesed off

I work at a public library that happens to get the wall street journal, so what do I see front page top today? An article about a deal that will give the telecomms immunity for the wiretapping. Which is going to get voted on today. (They delayed putting out the news, ostensibly to give Obama time to form a position, but in my book it was to prevent feedback from the public.

I've already called my congressman. Call yours.

Telecomm immunity back in the works

It was front page news on the paper version of the Wall Street Journal but you have to scroll down to find it on the webpage.

The deal got announced TODAY and it gets voted on TODAY. I've called my congressmen, you call yours.

Telecomm immunity back in the works

It was front page news on the paper version of the Wall Street Journal but you have to scroll down to find it on the webpage.

The deal got announced TODAY and it gets voted on TODAY. I've called my congressmen, you call yours.

Yes, I've been in a funk...

And everything I've tried to write lately has gone wandering into the dark recesses of my psyche in ways that I'm not ever likely to finish or share. But I managed something cheerful at last, so here it is.

(If you don't remember, in "A Decided Genius" I set it up that Watson had spent mid-1883 to late 1886 back in the Army, and had damaged his Achilles tendon at the end of that span, giving Holmes a reason to invite him back to Baker Street.)

( Homecoming... fluff warning flags flying )

Yes, I've been in a funk...

And everything I've tried to write lately has gone wandering into the dark recesses of my psyche in ways that I'm not ever likely to finish or share. But I managed something cheerful at last, so here it is.

(If you don't remember, in "A Decided Genius" I set it up that Watson had spent mid-1883 to late 1886 back in the Army, and had damaged his Achilles tendon at the end of that span, giving Holmes a reason to invite him back to Baker Street.)

( Homecoming... fluff warning flags flying )