Cold morning ;) At least the sun is shining. I've had my two cups of coffee, answered a handful of e-mails and phone calls, and in general feel like I'm in charge. I've read my buddy Dave's blog (www.sudrin.com) and learned how divisive the election can be, even days after the concession speech. Like Dave, I saw the news blurb about the error in Ohio that gave nearly 4,000 votes to Bush - I say 'gave', because the district reported 4,258 voted for Bush, while 260 voted for Kerry - which was a neat trick, given that only 638 people voted in that precinct. This is just one precinct, one reported problem, which could have been cancelled out by an overage to Kerry in some other locale, or to Nader . But the fact remains that we have no way of verifying, much less certifying, how many votes went to EITHER candidate. Here we are, leader of the free world, and we can't conduct verifiable elections. Does that bother anyone else out there?
Here I stand again, speaking to an empty room. My thoughts aren't worth the cyberspace they would take up if I cared to tweet or post to Facebook, but here I stand anyway. I had no idea how long it had been since my muse had forced me to write. I used to write almost daily, poetry mostly, when I was younger and believed that someone cared what I had to say. I wanted to be e.e. cummings or T.S. Eliot or anyone who seemed to be so comfortable in his own skin to pour out his emotions onto a blank page. It took me a few years to realize that the writers who filled my pantheon of literary deities were not that comfortable after all, but wrote because not writing was more painful than the spilling of emotion. So I think I will take up my keyboard once more, wade out into the battle, and write.
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