{"id":9049,"date":"2014-12-08T14:41:14","date_gmt":"2014-12-08T19:41:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.morningseditionists.com\/msblog2\/?p=9049"},"modified":"2014-12-08T14:41:14","modified_gmt":"2014-12-08T19:41:14","slug":"the-day-after-the-day-that-will-live-in-infamy-until-everybody-forgets-about-it","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.morningseditionists.com\/msblog2\/2014\/12\/08\/the-day-after-the-day-that-will-live-in-infamy-until-everybody-forgets-about-it\/","title":{"rendered":"The Day After the Day That Will Live in Infamy (Until Everybody Forgets About It)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday afternoon I found myself home alone, which is a good opportunity for me to crank tunes (and cook a week&#8217;s worth of food). So on comes &#8220;The Circle Game&#8221; which I&#8217;ve of course heard a million times before but when I listened to <\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\nWe&#8217;re captive on the carousel of time<br \/>\nWe can&#8217;t return we can only look behind<br \/>\nFrom where we came<br \/>\n[&#8230;]<br \/>\n&#8230; they tell him,<br \/>\nTake your time, it won&#8217;t be long now<br \/>\nTill you drag your feet to slow the circles down\n<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I thought to myself, &#8220;goddamn, that&#8217;s depressing.&#8221; I mean, seriously, I felt like crying. &#8216;Cuz, like, the song stops when the kid&#8217;s 20, but I, sadly, didn&#8217;t stop when I was 20 and I know how this song really ends, and dragging your feet doesn&#8217;t slow those goddamn circles down one bit. Plus I can&#8217;t figure out how come while I know I&#8217;m not getting any taller, the floor keeps getting farther away.<\/p>\n<p>Oh well, whattya gonna do?<\/p>\n<p>After becoming thoroughly disgusted with the Working Families Party over their sellout to Governor Snotball back in October, I decided to change my party registration. So I printed out the form, addressed it to my local BOE, and promptly set it down on my desk and forgot about it. No idea where it went &#8211; the cat probably chewed it up, because when she&#8217;s not busy puking or knocking everything off my desk onto the floor, she likes to chew up any paper that looks important.<\/p>\n<p>Then I went to the NY State DMV website to see if I could find out if there was a way to see what the progress was in sending me my permanent car registration and title (apparently there is not), and damned if I wasn&#8217;t able to change my party affiliation right there. <\/p>\n<p>The quandary, of course, is to figure out what party to register for. I was going to go back to the Democrats so I could vote in the primary, but then I remembered that the Democrats are the party of Andy Cuomo and I just couldn&#8217;t do it. If Howard Dean was still DNC chair, I&#8217;d go for it, but I just couldn&#8217;t bring myself to do it.<\/p>\n<p>I dislike the Democrats almost as much as I do the Republicans (but nowhere near as much as the teabaggers), and while I would be proud to vote for Bernie Sanders, let&#8217;s face it.  By the time the NY Primary rolls around, it&#8217;s gonna all be over already, and whoever wins the most delegates between hog callin&#8217; contest in Iowa and whatever it is they do in New Hampshire while supporting whatever Israel does down in Florida will have the whole thing sown up.<\/p>\n<p>We don&#8217;t really have local primaries where I live (shit, we&#8217;re lucky if we actually get more than one person to vote for in the General), so I took the lazy way out and registered with the Green Party (which is about as useful as registering &#8220;no preference&#8221;). So maybe Ralph Nader will run again or something. <\/p>\n<p>Either way, we either wind up with a horrible Republican or a slightly less horrible &#8220;Democrat.&#8221; And we go round and round and round.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday afternoon I found myself home alone, which is a good opportunity for me to crank tunes (and cook a week&#8217;s worth of food). So on comes &#8220;The Circle Game&#8221; which I&#8217;ve of course heard a million times before but when I listened to We&#8217;re captive on the carousel of time We can&#8217;t return we [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9049","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.morningseditionists.com\/msblog2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9049","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.morningseditionists.com\/msblog2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.morningseditionists.com\/msblog2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.morningseditionists.com\/msblog2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.morningseditionists.com\/msblog2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9049"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.morningseditionists.com\/msblog2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9049\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9050,"href":"https:\/\/www.morningseditionists.com\/msblog2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9049\/revisions\/9050"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.morningseditionists.com\/msblog2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9049"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.morningseditionists.com\/msblog2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9049"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.morningseditionists.com\/msblog2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9049"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}