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don't worry, god is on our side

It seems impossible that every morning I wake up and come to work I come to be even more disgusted by the good old USofA. I flip on the computer, check e-mail, then open the web and check out the news of the day, and proceed to, in the words of the genius relocated Bostonian sports columnist Bill Simmons, throw up in my mouth.

Mother of god. After the disaster that was Freedom Fries, I had a hard time believing the US could sink lower. But the House has surpassed my wildest possible dreams. They've moved beyond ridiculousness into actual offensiveness. Where do they get off telling the American people that this particular day, friends and neighbors, is for prayer, fasting, and humility?

What if I don't pray and fast that day? Does it mean I am unpatriotic? Are Bush's little anti-American police going to come over here and take me out? And why do we need to pray anyway? Obviously, Mr. Bush, God is on our side. This is, in fact, a more or less cut and dry situation in which We are Good and Iraq is Evil, and since God is so very clear on Good and Evil, we've got nothing to worry about. Of course, if this God was worth praying to in the first place, we wouldn't be in the situation we're in, and American, British, and Iraqi soldiers and Iraqi civilians wouldn't be dying, but you know, let's skip that step of the argument.

I feel sick about the whole situation. I know this happens more often than I know about, but reading the silly AP article, and trying to swallow the complete arrogance and lack of sensitivity and whole and complete lack of separation of church and state (and I don't give two shakes if the particular god isn't specified, I don't believe in anyone's god). For Bush to say we should pray for these troops that he has callously sent to die for his oil and his dad is more than I can take. To make it official makes me screech.