so there we were, on a saturday afternoon doing what all suburbanites with disposable income do ... going to target (for nothing in particular - just to go). i recently discovered wpfw , a local jazz station, in a fit of reprogramming my car radio when the classical station became a classic rock station. so we're on the 50, on our way to bailey's crossroads, when we hear it ....
ladies and gentlemen, we apologize for having been preempted there a little bit ago. i guess news of impeaching the president is important enough to cut into your jazz time. but we're back now ....
how i didn't cause an accident, with all the yelling and hyperventilating, i'll never know. but suffice to say we were FREAKING. OUT. but why would they announce this on a saturday? and what exactly are they going to impeach him on ... valerie plame? that whole lying about the reasons for war thing? can you impeach a guy for sheer incompetence? did he get a blowjob from someone inappropriate? WHAT?!?!
we couldn't find an NPR station to save our lives (in part because now, as part of that stupid radio shift that took away my classical station and made it classic rock, WETA is now classical music. and not NPR. gr.), so we just sat there for a minute in the parking lot. and stared at each other. were we dreaming? WHAT IS GOING ON?
we called b's mom, and had her turn on CNN.
why is the local jazz station covering this and NOT CNN????
and then it occurred to us that this was perhaps some replayed program from the 90s, back in the good ol' days where the POTUS couldn't even get a decent blowjob from a young intern without throwing us all into a national crisis.
but for a few precious moments there, i have to tell you ... the world seemed right. we seemed like a fair nation, one that held our leaders to task for deceiving the nation. it was fleeting, but it was great while it lasted.