Hee, hee, hee. Go, Boston College students! As I write this, the esteemed Condoleezza Rice is just hours away from giving the school's graduation commencement speech and receiving an honorary law degree. Seems this didn't go over so well with roughly 100 members of the faculty and more than 1,000 members of the student body. When the announcement was made last week, they instantly started protesting and signing copies of a petition to have the college rescind the honorary degree. One professor even resigned rather than be a party to the school's having the warmonger there. Seems a great many of the mostly Catholic students are planning to wear black armbands and turn their backs when she talks, because they believe in peace instead of war and killing. Of course, she is already putting her "everyone has their right to their own opinions" spin on it, while still yakking, yakking, yakking about what a great idea it was to invade the wrong country in the wake of 9/11. She even had the gall to say something about how bad it would have been if we had not gone after Hitler. If I were her I wouldn't be bringing that up, seeing as how her boss' grandfather, Prescott Bush, had many of his assets frozen by the government for aiding the Nazis. Yep, Google that old man if you want to dig a little deeper into the Bush family legacy. But, again, way to go, Boston College students. The reason I say this is because I have become, probably like a lot of Americans, so accustomed to the lunacy of the Bush administration that nothing surprises me. Nothing they do fazes me any longer. I have fallen into the trap of just pretending they don't exist, and I don't really read about them, watch them on television, or argue with people about them anymore. I was just discussing this with a friend the other day -- the fact that I seem to not care anymore because they have gotten away with so much and continue to do so -- a la Michael Hayden probably being confirmed as the new head of the CIA. It seems useless to get angry anymore. And I don't necessarily like that. That's why I'm proud of the students and faculty at Boston College for standing up and saying they are mad as hell and aren't going to take it. Oh, speaking of Michael Hayden being the head of the CIA: Is it me, or does that man have an unusually large cranium? Forget the fact that he looks like a child molester, but that head. My goodness. It's huge! All the more brains, I guess, to spy on us. But back to Condi. I mentioned on this page not long ago that I applauded her for stopping the practice of rolling the back of her hair with a telephone pole, but I really do think someone should wire her teeth shut. And while they are at it, they might nudge those front two closer together. She's worse than the most broken of records and hasn't made an original statement or offered any new information in who knows how long. She just keeps saying, "We did the right thing. We did the right thing. We did the right thing." Well, it looks like maybe you are wrong, and the good people at Boston College are going to let you know it. I so wish I could be there. I wonder if anyone will get mad enough to toss a little Boston cream pie at Lady Chevron. Now, now. Not that I would want them to. I'm just wondering how mad they really are. Hopefully, it will be a peaceful protest and send her a strong message. Not that she will pay any attention to it, given her past performance as the Bush Yes Woman. But we shall see. By the time this issue of the paper appears in print, it will all be over and probably be a forgotten page in history. Unlike Michael Hayden's head, which might turn out to be a page in Ripley's Believe It or Not!. That is one big head!