Being a liberal in the nineties should be better than being a liberal in the eighties but somehow it is falling short of all it's cracked up to be.

In the eighties we had all those super arch enemies like Haig, Meese, and of course the Dark Prince Ronny.

Nowadays we have plenty of villains, but the thrill is gone. For a while I was trying to feed my liberal anger by reading lots of Carville, Thompson, Ivins, et al. Nothing seemed to be torching my soul.

But then the impeachment came along, starring super villain Ken Starr and for a while I was back in the swing of things, ranting about sickhead weasels and vast right wing conspiracies.
But then it was over and it was clear that the great liberal hope was not only a pathological sex fiend (which is better than being a sanctimonious hypocrite, at least) , but also a liar (which they all are, so I can live with it) and a random mad bomber (which is inexcusable), so now I'm as sick of the left wing as I am of the right.

One of the prime causes of my disillusionment is the New Mexico state legislature, which is controlled by a cadre of the crookedest Dems who ever got kickbacks from special interest groups. The only thing that makes me madder than evil money grubbing Republicans is evil money grubbing Democrats.
Another one is the New Mexico Green Party (of which I am a registered member). Not only have the Greens split the vote enough in the last few elections to get all kinds of nasty Reeps elected but it has become a platform for all kinds of nuts, who claim to be Green candidates even when the Greens do not endorse said nutjobs. Very embarrassing.

And then those solicitations-- "your help has never been needed more," "please help us protect this fragile environment," "this could seriously undermine Roe V. Wade," "the fight is not over...."

What, do they send me the same letter every month? I used to get all weepy from these letters, and would sniffle and grope for the checkbook, but now in my new "trust no one" mindset, I think...

those scummy bitches make 10 times what I do? why hit me up for money?

fragile environment? that place is a frigging wasteland! Been there baby, and ain't no point protecting it.

oh, well...partial birth abortion is kinda gross.....

OK- so I do still send some of these bozos money, but then I feel guilty about it. But what do I do? I vote for the Greenie and the Reep gets elected. I vote for the Dem and the Reep gets elected anyway. I buy organic produce, I wear cotton, I recycle, I volunteer, I write my legislators when they piss me off (well not every time) and it all makes me sick.

Meanwhile, the poor continue to get poorer, the social safety net is gone, universal healthcare is a stale joke, and Pat Robertson is as powerful as he swore he would be back in the 70's. No one seems to get agitated about all of it except me.
Oh I forgot- everything is FINE; hey, the Dow blew 10,000 days ago! What's the problem, girlie?
So what's a knee jerk bleeding heart queenie to do? I mean besides ranting here. Me, I'm focusing on local politics. I live in a small village where I can corner the mayor at the corner cafe, and I got another redhead (hell yes we're all commie agitators) who is willing to raise some liberal hell with me. Course there ain't no po' folk in this village nor no social injustice, but we'll see what kind of trouble we can stir up nevertheless.
Wish me luck!