Sheehan v Pelosi?

Here’s a news item I didn’t want to see this Sunday:

Cindy Sheehan, the soldier’s mother who galvanized the anti-war movement, said Sunday that she plans to run against House Speaker Nancy Pelosi unless she introduces articles of impeachment against President Bush in the next two weeks.

Sheehan said she will run against the San Francisco Democrat in 2008 as an independent if Pelosi does not seek by July 23 to impeach Bush.

On the one hand, part of being an effective activist is being able to take extreme action that will draw notice to your cause (PETA is particularly good at this) and Sheehan is certainly attracting attention. People are listening, people are taking, and the issue is getting more light shone on it. In that regards, the threat is effective.

On the other hand, I think it’s a terrible idea. It’s bad for Pelosi, it’s bad for the Democrats, and most important, it’s bad for Sheehan herself. It was only some six weeks ago that she announced that she was retiring from the anti-war movement. Some retirement — launching a career in electoral politics with a third-party attempt to try to take down the Speaker of the House?

It sounds more like a recipe for additional personal and financial heartache for a woman who has already suffered quite enough. She won’t win, and she’ll probably further hurt her reputation (and her emotional stability) by trying.

The pain, grief, and anguish that Cindy Sheehan feels over the loss of her child, and the extent to which those demons drives her, is not something I can begin to wrap my brain around. But surely, there’s other ways to expunge that pain and those demons than by an action so destructive to herself and to the cause she is trying to fight for?

Startup Weekend

Back about 7 or 8 years ago, I was in the lounge at an industry tradeshow — I think it was ISPCON, but I’m not sure — hanging out and shooting the shit with about a dozen assorted techies & entrepreneurs. At one point, someone looked around the circle and said, “gee, we could start a hell of a company with the talent right here.” Everyone laughed.

Years later, someone has taken that idea and run with it. And I really wish I’d known about it before it happened, because it sounds like an amazing experience.

Good luck, VoSnap!

Milestone

I did a push-up today.

That may not sound like much to the more physically-fit of you who read this, but let me assure you, for me, that was a big deal. It was the first full push-up I’ve done since my high school gym class days.

I’ve never been a big fan of working out, frankly. It always seemed like a boring, sweaty chore more than anything else, and since I was lucky enough to be naturally on the thin side, I never really bothered with it.

Until this year, when Scott started biking regularly, and dropped 25 pounds. I took a look at myself in the mirror, and realized that I wasn’t the same skinny thing that I used to be. And so, after much procrastination, over Memorial Day weekend I finally joined a health club.

I did it right and have been seeing a trainer once a week, as well as working out on my own, with a mix of cardio and weight training. And I’m starting to see some progress. I have to work harder to get my heart rate up on the treadmill. I’m using a higher weight setting on some of the machines. And tonight, I did a push-up. Maybe in another week or two, I’ll be doing several of them.

It’s a small step, but I did it. And I feel good.

Independence Day

Happy July 4th!

We spent last night down on Stanford campus with some friends, picnicking, enjoying a concert, and finally, a fireworks display. Great weather, good friends, good food, and a good time.

Except at the end. The soundtrack for the fireworks was a standard Boston Pops set of classic American war music. The glorification of war and of American armed might in the music struck me as both ironic and sad, given how badly the war in Iraq is going. Usually, when I see fireworks, I find myself thinking about John Adams and how he though the 4th should be celebrated, and wondering what he would think of the America of today. This year, though, I mostly though about the soldiers over in Iraq, and what they might be thinking of today.

The sooner they all come home, the better.