Fin
This might be a good time to retire the blog. Yeah, I know, how will the world live without me?
But the political season is 'coming up,' and I'm already tired of it. The John Kerry video thing got me going for a minute, and a blog post turned article I planned to submit to the Spectator went well for 1500 words. Then it died a quiet death.
I went to Amigos last night and talked about it for a bit, and ultimately ran into a lovely woman who, even with intimate family knowledge of Vietnamese suffering after the war, couldn't wrap her head around Kerry's blithe dismissal of the event. She was more upset with me.
I don't know how I'm going to do it, but I need to block politics out, and blogging will only lead to more. I don't know why Kerry was the last straw, but I saw in his latest antics a naked ambition and blood lust that I've simply not seen clearly before. Call it naiveté.
Although I use Kerry as an example, I don't consider this to be about him, nor do I mean to single him out for any particular abuse. It's just time to reassess my take and decide if I want to let it go, or take it up a notch. I'm not sure if I have the stomach.
I'll be heading out to Costa Rica for a few weeks starting on Monday and the blog will go away at least for now.
