Its a fine spring day here along the Front Range. Spring has come with warm breezes and singing birds. Its almost enough to make one forget the ambiguity and unoriginal times in which we live.

And although there is innovation coming on down the pipe, right now, in this amibuous time, this Age of Ambiguity and Recycling, nothing is as it seems, and the worst fate is to be On the Outside Looking In.

Indeed.

They wanted to be in Office, and now They are. Words of wisdom from a country and western singer.

Along with recycled fashions and music, we are now recycling presidents. A sad, sad development, when Bush the Junior wishes to be the second incarnation of Ronald Reagan rather than his own father.

This is his choice, and it seems that Bush the elder didn't care too much for appearances, anyway, as we learned when he vomited on a foreign head of state.

Bush the Junior has a clear idea of how he wants his administration to appear to others, but other than the agenda bought by special interests, and being a caretaker administration, has no idea, no vision as to what his administration should do.

And his predilection for scripted appearances defines him, from his boots, to the chiding of anyone who has a cell-phone ring at innoportune times. Imagine being Chief of Staff, wherin your job, and the functionality of the White House, rests upon you making and receiving these calls, only to be brow -beat by a spoiled half-wit daily, who happens to be your boss who has no firm grip on what most people would call reality, but to him has been a hazy wash of booze, coke and sinecures.

Seeking to emulate a man who nearly bankrupted the country, lost a lot of memory in the process, and flooded America with a shallow form of Hollywood charisma, he puts his foot in his mouth more often than a contortionist with a foot fetish. Its truly amazing to think he made it this far while still inventing words like "hispanically", when one considers that people's lives ride on the precision of his usage of language. One would also think with Bush the junior's reliance on the polls, he'd realize that with every disavowal, every promise made and broken, every lie told, every word made up, causes his popularity among the people to drop even more.

If he sinks below the 45%-50% range, God help the hapless third world country he will attack with the savage ferocity of a badger strung out on amphetamines. The most amusing facet of this macabe affair will be that he will bully Saddam Hussein once again, a strategy that didn't do a whole lot for Dad.

Bush the Junior doesn't like cell-phones and one of his advisors is owned by Alcoa steel. He's repealed most of the Clintonesque reforms like ergonomic requirements, and mining restrictions, ready to peel the skin back on the Earth and foul the sky, despite the hole in the Antarctic ozone.

The relaxation of mining standards has got me frothing lately. It was a simple part of EPA rules and regulations, where mining operations had to post a bond that would cover 100% of the environmental clean-up before they could start polluting the streams and fouling the sky.

Its reasonable enough...clean up your mess, something best learned in pre-school, or kindergarten. And Bush the Junior eased these rules, which would have mandated a decrease of 50% in the level of arsenic present in our community drinking water.

And my friends and family wonder why I drink so much bottled water.

Of all the things to come out against, reducing the level of poison in the water supply would seem to be very low on the list. One would have to wonder how much of a vested interest Alcoa Steel has in all of this.

His backdown on power plant regulations, as well as his solution for the California power crisis, which consisted of exploratory drilling in the Alaskan National Parks, is a blatant example of lies and amorality that will characterize the next four years. Clinton may have been a congenitally dishonest hill-billy, second generation white trash, but at least his motivations seemed to be something I could half-heartedly relate too, at least in the prurient sense, but the motivations of men who lust and hubris extend only to power, and the onerous task of maintaing that power, is something that baffles me, and perhaps most common men.

After all, we tend to see people as people, and not as chattel. Unlike the priveledged blue-bloods who are the tools of the 'They' that wanted to be in office, and now They are.