I’m really going to have pay for a subscription to The New York Times.
I a New Yorker just transplanted to the South had to be in New York for the election and couldn’t get a copy of The Times

Krugman won a Nobel Prize for Economics in the past couple of weeks. Last week he said he hoped he could begin to write about what he was hired to but got sidetracked by the Bush devestation
The monster years

Last night wasn’t just a victory for tolerance; it wasn’t just a mandate for progressive change; it was also, I hope, the end of the monster years.

What I mean by that is that for the past 14 years America’s political life has been largely dominated by, well, monsters. Monsters like Tom DeLay, who suggested that the shootings at Columbine happened because schools teach students the theory of evolution. Monsters like Karl Rove, who declared that liberals wanted to offer “therapy and understanding” to terrorists. Monsters like Dick Cheney, who saw 9/11 as an opportunity to start torturing people.

And in our national discourse, we pretended that these monsters were reasonable, respectable people. To point out that the monsters were, in fact, monsters, was “shrill.”

Four years ago it seemed as if the monsters would dominate American politics for a long time to come. But for now, at least, they’ve been banished to the wilderness.

He says so much more articulately all the things that I thought. For me too it began with the Class of Newt.

Krugman calls them the monster years. I think that’s a good title.

As I have said many times how dare Karl Rove say the above in the city that was attacked and wanted Bin Laden hung by the balls. Bin Laden not Hussein.

We will never know if New York would have become so expensive so quickly, and yes people like me “cashed out” because frankly it was stupid not to.

If somebody wanted to pay me too much money for my apartment, well I made that apartment into something worth buying.

I will never know if my mother would have been so careless and fallen and died a month after 9/11. I miss her every day.

But let the healing begin. We are a democracy, a wonderful jumble of the great, the medicore, the bad, the awful.

I love the USA. Let it be the country it can be.

We have an amazing president: brilliant, compassionate, strong, detached while caring

Yeah us!!!

Four years ago I wouldn’t have believed it if people told me I would end up in North Myrtle Beach, SC. I’m such a “coast” person.

But on the wings of change….