Rohit's Realm - December 2010

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December 18, 2010

On the Repeal of Don't Ask, Don't Tell

As long time readers know well, my forays into the teeming cesspool that is politics have been few and far in between in the nearly ten years that I have maintained a web presence. And for good reason too: the contempt in which I hold most, if not all, of the über clowns in politics—and they are, by the way, all über clowns by definition for pursuing that ludicrous profession—is usually one I reserve only for loathing myself. Even if I wasn't an all consumed misanthrope to begin with, I am confident one glance at the morning newspaper's reports of the idiotic misadventures of federal, state, and local politicians would be sufficient to raise an ire that knew no bounds.

So, with that disclaimer in place, it was with pleasant surprise that I took in today's news that the esteemed ladies and gentlemen in the United States Senate finally decided to repeal Don't Ask, Don't Tell, the Clinton-era policy that banned gays and lesbians from serving openly in the military.

December 24, 2010

Year in Review, 2010

Well, dear readers, another year has come and gone, and I hope each and everyone of you is taking some much deserved time off to reflect upon the utter futility of modern existence. Once again bucking the almost overwhelming existential angst by which I am routinely consumed, I have issued another annual holiday card reviewing the happenings (and inevitably, soul crushing failures) of the year just past.

Those for whom I have a valid e-mail address should have already received a link; for all the rest, the card is available here. Enjoy the holidays, and try not to let the darkness consume you in the New Year; I will try to do the same.

December 30, 2010

Go East, Young Man

Snowpocalypse, snowmaggedon, blizzaggedon, the Bloomberg Blizzard (really, clowns, did the Mayor cause the blizzard?)—whatever it is the internets finally decide to call it, the Boxing Day Blizzard (my preferred term) on the East Coast this past weekend completely ruined an otherwise peaceful Christmas holiday for me. What should have been a six hour flight from LAX to JFK on Monday afternoon turned into a two day, four airport, two train station, five subway station, one hotel room affair; I finally made it home to New York late Tuesday night, and that was three whole days earlier than what should have occurred had I taken the airline's (ludicrous) offer to rebook my flight to a red eye on New Year's Eve. (Thanks, but no thanks, assholes.) While this colossal mess was definitely one of the more unpleasant in recent memory, there were a couple surprises, and those, along with the awful story prompt me to write tonight. More (worthless verbosity) after the jump.