Confused Geezer
You will have to both tolerate and excuse me this morning for my confusion.
Tom Cruise's adventures become more bizarre by the day. See the Arizona Republic article.
This fellow, coming from a somewhat heroic film background, has embraced an off-the-wall religion and has gone around with a silly grin and sophomoric actions ever since. Granted, not an earth-shaking development, but distracting enough to make you scratch your head a couple of extra times.
Then, the Cheney, Bush, Rumsfield axis has totally flip-flopped on the role of generals in calling the shots on the Iraq adventure. See the Maureen Dowd column in the New York Times.
It was so simple when they transferred all responsibility for war decisions to the war professionals. Turns out it wasn't that way at all. They were fully responsible, no matter how passionately they tried to pass the buck.
As if this weren't enough for a geezer, trying to make sense of this strange new world, John McCain, whom we had thought might be just what the world needed to save us from the right wing adventures in Washington, has gotten into bed with not only fundamentalist preacher Jerry Falwell but also firmly with the above Cheney, Bush, Rumsfield axis.
Granted, this was probably in order to be nominated, rather than by conviction, but I believed he was above that.
