I use Google Reader… or maybe that should be past tense? I had a very busy morning, so it was REALLY the wrong day for Reader to blow up. Basically Blogless Susan had alerted me to the problem, so I wasn’t surprised when I opened my Reader (which was at 0 when I went to bed last night) and it showed over 400 unread posts.
So, I’m not being rude… I’m trying to read your posts, but… It’s not you. It’s not me. It’s Reader.
In the meantime, I did finally finish Killing Kennedy. I plowed through it in a couple of phases. The first half or so went very quickly, and then I got distracted by a certain furry patient for a few weeks. I picked it up a time or two in between, and then finished it off easily last night.
They stuck with the facts, but I didn’t find it a satisfying read. Yes, I’ve read almost everything on the subject over the years, and maybe I’m more of a conspiracy theory fan than I care to admit, but…
Since it’s non-fiction, I don’t think it’s much of a spoiler to note that it was TOTALLY preventable. I didn’t feel the same way after reading Killing Lincoln last year (or whenever). Sure there were things that could have been done to prevent THAT assassination too, but with JFK’s shooting, over and over, I thought “You idiot. If you’d just done your job…” Any number of men – yes, MEN – had the chance to follow protocol, exercise sound judgment, and President Kennedy might not have been killed that day in Dallas.
I remember hearing that each generation has a moment – “Where were you when ____?” that stamps their place in history. How do you feel about that? I wasn’t born when JFK was killed, and I don’t really remember Nixon leaving DC, but I do remember watching the hostages leave Iran, I remember sitting with my father watching and waiting to hear if Reagan was alive, I remember watching the Space Shuttle explode, and I most certainly can tell you where I was that clear morning of September 11, 2001.
Is there a singular moment in world history that made time stand still for you?