In the angry life of Maryscott O’Connor, the rage begins as soon as she opens her eyes and realizes that her president is still George W. Bush. The sun has yet to rise and her family is asleep, but no matter; as soon as the realization kicks in, O’Connor, 37, is out of bed and heading toward her computer. ... She smokes a cigarette. Should it be about Bush, whom she considers “malevolent,” a “sociopath” and “the Antichrist”? She smokes another cigarette. Should it be about Vice President Cheney, whom she thinks of as “Satan,” or about Karl Rove, “the devil”? ...
“WAKE THE [expletive] UP,” she writes next, and this time, instead of pausing, she keeps going, typing harder and harder on a keyboard that is surrounded by a pack of cigarettes, a dirty ashtray, a can of nonalcoholic beer, an album with photos of her dead father and a taped-up note — staring at her — on which she has scrawled “Why am I/you here?”
LGF says: "It’s amazing how closely this matches my mental image of these lunatics."
In the interests of comparison and contrast I've taken a picture of my own workspace, with the photo of the liberal blogger faintly visible onscreen. The setup isn't much better than the Maryscott O'Connor's. Here's a description of the objects in the picture. One software box of Norton Ghost (yellow carton). One regular phone with handsfree headset. (You can see the Plantronics mike sticking up to the left of the monitor). Nineteen inch screen. Keyboard. Logitech trackball. Video camera. Multiple USB adapters in a spaghetti tangle. Computer headset with microphone. Pencil case with mostly out-of-ink pens and working mechanical pencils. Hairbrush left on the table for no apparent reason. Powerbar. Luxo lamp. Cables leading to router, broadband modems, peripherals. The really important stuff is off camera. Coffee-bean grinder. Coffee plunger. Water heater. And the software in in the computer, which is a handbuilt AMD box with Frankenstein parts I've nicknamed Old Sparky.
It would be interesting to know what setups readers have. Maybe in basements, living rooms, attics, garages. Somehow I think that attitudes aside, most people have a lot in common with Ms. O'Connor.
Happy Easter everybody.