I have felt better

My right neck and shoulder hurt so bad it makes me want to cry, I've got some kind of nonsense diarrhea, and this morning apparently some goddamn spider was hiding in my pants and BIT ME ON THE ASS, which hurts like you wouldn't believe.

That is all. Congratulations to Al Gore and Doris Lessing. If I didn't feel so incredibly crappy, I'd say something interesting about how maybe the awards mean that the current U.S. political climate is merely a bit of hysterical backlash against an inevitable move to Better Things in world culture as a whole. But typing makes my shoulder hurt.

Oh, and if Katha Pollitt doesn't stop being 100% right about everything, I might have to start stalking her online. This shit cracked me up despite my goddamn shoulder:

The other night I got an irate e-mail from an old acquaintance on the left. He was furious because I'd quipped in an interview that if people didn't stop making sexist comments about Hillary Clinton, I might just have to vote for her. Maybe he missed the ironic conditional: he thought I supported her. He went on to excoriate Clinton: she is militaristic and ultranationalistic; she would carry on Bush's policy of a long-term occupation of Iraq, define foreign policy around the "war on terror," support the hard-liners in Israel and promote the centrist-Democratic left-smashing ideology of the DLC. We need to rebuild the left, he concluded, and that's why he was supporting... Barack Obama.

For the record, Clinton's laugh? Is charming.