I can't claim credit for this idea, but it's worth some more publicity.  For every dollar Bush asks for to fund his escalation, impose a tax cut rollback.  

http://www.boston.com/...

"Congress should match Bush's request with a rollback, dollar for dollar, of his tax cuts. It is already unconscionable that our grandchildren will be paying for this disaster. Tightly link the cost of this war to paying now. Critics will have a hard time simplistically saying that the Democrats are not supporting our troops when the critics themselves are being put in the position of being unwilling to pay for that support.
Bush considers his tax cuts his legacy. Tie his tax cuts to his war. Drive a wedge. Make him choose."  

I started this diary before reading the Jim Lehrer interview summary, where Bush recoils at the idea of tax increases to support his war.  Knowing that he finds the idea repulsive makes it even more attractive, I'm afraid.

Thanks to Robert Abruzzo for a great letter.

My cat Bis has some kind of kitty Crohn's disease, the main manifestation of which is projectile diarrhea at random times and places.  She's on massive doses of steroids, but they seem to have stopped working.

Never large, she's now down to 5 pounds, but she's still feisty--tries to take on the Maine Coon Cat.  I don't think she's in pain, but am not sure--she's frail, has lost all her vibrant elasticity, and sits tensely compact rather than spreading out.  On the other hand, she still eats eagerly, begs for cheese, investigates funny noises, follows me around the house, and even now is trying to sit on the keyboard.  I don't want to lose her, but am tired of cleaning up brown puddles.  I want my rugs back, but feel ashamed to admit that could be affecting my judgment of her condition.  

And when does the second guessing stop?  Will guilt drive me to keep her going longer than I should?  Or is that just sneaky expedience?  I want to spare her pain, but she's still so alive.  Now's too early, but when's too late?  She's been mine a long time, and I'm already grieving.