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Goddess of Dis-chord?Monday, Apr. 10, 2006 1:47 AMThe New York Times ran a piece that seems like a desperate attempt to 'humanize' a woman who, more often than not, looks harsh and unfriendly: Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice. Yes, we know she plays the friggin' piano, and that she was a childhood virtuoso. Whoop-ti-doo. She gave up any possibility of a career as a concert pianist to become the woman she is today � a former Stanford Provost, an oil company executive who has a supertanker bearing her name, and a top-ranking member of the Bush Administration whose shoe-shopping foray was more important than New Orleans being flooded out. What's that? Ah, she's Secretary of State, not head of FEMA. Right. So everybody scrupulously observes turf boundaries during a national emergency? A clerk calls in sick, so nobody answers the phones? Mmm-hmm. Sure. Okay. The Times article goes on to point out that society is more accustomed to using their iPods, lamenting that, "... so few people know the personal joy of making music." Apparently, we're all ignorant Philistines out here in middle America, and Condi is clearly one of the enlightened few. Are we to wax poetical over her musical accomplishments and ignore the fact that she peddled a lie to promote the war in Iraq? That instead of diplomacy, she is dutifully parroting the Administration's strident, "Sit down, shut up, and pick someone we like!" rhetoric? Even Hitler painted pretty pictures. (No, that is not a comparison of Condi to Adolf. I am merely pointing out that her love of classical music does not, in my not-so-humble opinion, expunge her soul of peddling fear, lies, and war.)
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