Invasion of Lyndon Larouche

So I was accosted yesterday in the metro by a proponent of Lyndon LaRouche, who proceeded to inform me that our nation was in peril, since the USA was in peril. He spouted a whole huge mouthful of nonsense about how Dick Cheney was trying to become the next Adolf Hitler (pronounced "Ay-dolf" of course), and that the US government has been trying to implement Nazi strategies ever since the Nixon government. Regardless of whether it was the Democrats or the Republicans in power, I might add.

Of course, I didn't really have to worry, the man hastened to reassure me. As long as I forked over my hard-earned cash and bought LaRouche's $15 book intitled "Children of Satan" and featuring a particularly juicy conspiracy theory about Cheney, then I would be contributing to Lyndon LaRouche's personal crusade to rid the world of right-wing corruption. LaRouche, he assured me, has "a two-prongued plan of attack" to save the world.

After that, I confess that he lost me in a sea of gibberish and pseudo-political science. There was a great deal of futuristic tech involved, taking over automobile companies like GM and Ford and forcing them to make high-speed monorails instead of cars (because that would strike a great blow to the enemies of democracy or something), and other random bits that made no sense.

I escaped with my sanity intact (barely), and would have thought no more about it if I hadn't received a flyer in the mail as well upon my return home. The timing really couldn't have been better. So it turns out that Lyndon LaRouche is not only running for President of the USA, but he's also forking out cash to get people elected in Canada's upcoming federal election.

Sheesh.

If I didn't know better, I'd say it was an American plot to rid themselves of LaRouche *and* undermine Canada at the same time. But that's just crazy.

Bleh...

Okay, I've been a good girl today and I've had lots of water (part of my ongoing crusade to develop new and healthy habits; let's see how long it lasts...), but I still feel kind of bleh.

No, I have no better word for it.

How is it that I can drink three 710ml bottles of water (that's 2.13 litres) and still feel thirsty? Is it just that I didn't notice before when I was thirsty, or what?

( Meanderings about healthy eating and planning ahead )

In other news, I officially work for the most boring branch of the Technocracy ever.

Do you remember the R.O.U.S. that I got for my desk at work? Yes, the Ikea Rat. Well, there have been complaints. Yes, Virginia, there are some petty people at work. Part of me suspects it's the same people who complained about my having an unopened book on my desk back in July.

The R.O.U.S. has duly been moved to a less conspicuous spot (my boss thinks he's cute, so he gets to stay as long as he's not in plain view), just as my reading material now goes in a drawer when I'm here.

All I can think is that it's a damned good thing I didn't bring in my Cthulhu plushie. I might have been fired instantly.

Definitely another good reason to scrape together enough money for those classes.