Happy Blue Monday?

Supposedly, today is the most depressing day of the year and California's weather certainly got the memo; it snapped from a week and a half of gorgeous sunniness to 48 degrees, windy and rainy over night. Boo. DO NOT WANT

I am coping by spending the vast majority of my day in my pj's watching "Dexter" and wrapped in an electric blanket. The news today, however, is no more depressing than usual, that is to say, how could the world possibly get worse barring nuclear holocaust or pandemic flu? Somewhat comforting, no? But that's another post entirely, I'm sure.

The real point of today's brief post is Martin Luther King Jr. We are all well aware that he was an amazing advocate for peace and unity in America (and probable philanderer, but, you know, every Superman has a kryptonite). What you don't hear about is what he vocalized in the last years of his life. While he had won victory after political victory for racial equality in America, he still had a dream of economic equality, a classless society, where the poor could have equal opportunities. For, what good could political desegregation measures do if the children of the poor (and most often black) did not have the money or access to enjoy their newly won rights? It's as if those rights would not exist at all. MLKJ became an increasingly outspoken advocate of socialism and the rise of the working man. Very dangerous stuff in Vietnam-era America, apparently, as these later speeches and sermons were denounced by the government and the media, his reputation shat upon by those who once supported him, and the transcripts spirited away from the history books. We, America, must rectify this injustice by continuing part two of his dream. We must continue to fight for a socialized society, one that offers true equality to the poor of all colors an creeds. The realization of this dream is not a terrible stretch. We have all the tools to accomplish it (money, numbers, ideological solidarity), we must merely believe in the dream and be willing to die for it. For to neglect his dream while raising him up as a saint makes us as guilty as his assassins.

As I generally like to end on a slightly up note, this is the funniest picture I've seen in ages:

That guy in the power tie, if you can't tell, is President Bush, and that little girl's face is priceless. Also, LolSecretz is back up and running after a two-week glitch. I am embarrassingly ecstatic about this state of affairs.