In Which Carmen Goggles
Jul. 7th, 2005 08:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xaaraGod I love Tony Blair.
He's amazing. He woke up this morning to news of a terrorist attack in the capital of his country, calmly issued a statement along with the rest of the G8 leaders, helicoptered from Scotland back to London, wrote and delivered a simultaneously heartbreaking and galvanizing speech there, and then returned to the summit. I would have woken up, heard the news, and curled myself back into a ball, preferably in the company of a healthy amount of Scotch. He woke up, heard the news, and stepped up to the task of leading his country with a grace that impresses me more with each passing minute.
Why can't we have a president like that? More to the point, why am I not a British citizen? Clearly, I'm living in the wrong English-speaking country.
Or maybe I should just avoid English-speaking countries altogether and buy myself an island off the coast of South America where we would eat grilled eggplant with parmesan and speak pig latin and watch the sunset stretch over the water.
Yeah, that sounds about right.
I'm off to check on prices.
He's amazing. He woke up this morning to news of a terrorist attack in the capital of his country, calmly issued a statement along with the rest of the G8 leaders, helicoptered from Scotland back to London, wrote and delivered a simultaneously heartbreaking and galvanizing speech there, and then returned to the summit. I would have woken up, heard the news, and curled myself back into a ball, preferably in the company of a healthy amount of Scotch. He woke up, heard the news, and stepped up to the task of leading his country with a grace that impresses me more with each passing minute.
Why can't we have a president like that? More to the point, why am I not a British citizen? Clearly, I'm living in the wrong English-speaking country.
Or maybe I should just avoid English-speaking countries altogether and buy myself an island off the coast of South America where we would eat grilled eggplant with parmesan and speak pig latin and watch the sunset stretch over the water.
Yeah, that sounds about right.
I'm off to check on prices.
