Subject: A swing to left field is seductive and expedient.

From: "Friedman" <[email-masked]>
Date: Wed, 29 Nov 2006 17:04:42 +0900

Surely, the state can set aside sufficient funds to hire surgeons with sharp knives, stationed at convenient off-ramps to perform the removal of the necessary organs.
We Democrats may not always win elected office, but we deliver damn good concession speeches. A swing to left field is seductive and expedient. If Hallowell is right, then his theory belies the worthiness of high tech's effort to serve us more information better, faster, in more media and to more places.
Just a little too late. In short, I was a mess.
More carefully, this time.
It would reaffirm hopes dashed last week and cater to many Democrats' longings for radical change.
And right now, that perspective is so far to the left of mainstream America that it abuts the Sea of Japan.
How men frame their own existence has as much to do with their emotional survival as good nutrition does with their physical well-being.
We have to wait and see. A swing to left field is seductive and expedient.
I figured that I must be doing something right.
Or mined Sunday newspapers articles like a giddy prospector the way that I used to.
He had no living will. But Howard Dean represents the best of the left of the Democratic Party.
I can't remember the last time that I chatted with a colleague when one of us wasn't simultaneously monitoring a half dozen other electronic communications.
I figured that I must be doing something right.
When he is incapacitated again, his family's grief will not be compounded by the need to make assumptions about his intentions.
A swing to the center means rethinking what the Party stands for and who it represents. Its author, Viktor Frankl, survived the four Nazi concentration camps that killed his wife, his parents, and his only brother.
Our blood pressure goes up, our middle fingers twitch, our teeth grind, but we don't allow this beastliness to get to us.
It was polished and gracious and healing and human.
Yet, incredibly, I had experienced no symptoms at all before this happened. We don't know yet whether there's brain damage. Did he tell any one of you that he would or wouldn't have wanted extraordinary measures to keep him alive? Did he prepare a healthcare directive? It isn't a date between two men. So why was I avoiding them?
Or mined Sunday newspapers articles like a giddy prospector the way that I used to.
Did ADT explain my own withdrawal, my own sense of having too many inputs, too much noise, and too little value attached to them?
It isn't a date between two men.
I couldn't hold a coffee cup.
My mother was on vacation abroad; news of his stroke had not yet reached her. When he is incapacitated again, his family's grief will not be compounded by the need to make assumptions about his intentions.
In short, I was a mess.