It’s time to post again. And I don’t have any idea what to say.
This has never been a problem in the past, even though I occasionally thought it might be. Because always something came up that made me mad, or there was some incident of my past that I had an overwhelming desire to share to those who probably didn’t care, or some politician was stupider than ever.
It isn’t as if there is nothing happening to arouse my ire or demand my time. After all, the current political situation could and eventually will fuel book after book. Surely a short post would be easy to create. That is, if there remains enough freedom to write it. Just think of the possibilities, only some of which are listed below in no special order.
The fear so many of us will feel as we will learn from Trump’s inaugural speech of the many ways he plans to ruin our country.
Including his dictatorial aspirations.
How Medicare and Social Security will fare now that Trump no longer has to promise that they won’t be affected.
How general health will deteriorate as a result of so many turning from vaccines in the interest of avoiding implants of microchips in their child’s body.
How our military will suffer under the leadership of a man whose personal record and experience are far from stellar,
How women will be treated as it becomes more and more obvious the incoming administration has bought into The Handmaid’s Tale.
How prejudice against all except rich white men pans out (unless they are Supreme Court justices).
How education, which is a concept feared by the new leaders, will deteriorate.
Whether the Republican majority in Congress will ever develop the guts to reestablish the safety of separation of powers supposedly afforded us by the Constitution.
Or the same concern for the judicial branch of the government.
What will happen to the Dreamers whose only memory is the United States, their home for virtually all their lives?
How journalists will live in fear and perhaps be made marginal.
How cruel will we be to those who fled to a former beacon of freedom as terror struck their lives in their home countries.
Whether we will follow the lies into a dictatorship like what happened in Nazi Germany.
Will the Democratic party learn from their mistakes and adjust to what the people of this country really want?
And will that party search out and foster young dynamic free-thinking leaders?
And the list could go on and on.
So, since all of the above, and so much more, is available for pontification, why is there a problem with producing a screed?
I don’t have a definitive answer. But I wonder if there aren’t so many topics like those posed above that it seems pointless to tackle just one
I know, at least for now, it is too much for me to write about. It is best for me to limit my exposure and my thought. Because it is painful to think I’m going to be an observer of the self-destruction of my country.
There aren’t many advantages to being old, but there are some.
This has never been a problem in the past, even though I occasionally thought it might be. Because always something came up that made me mad, or there was some incident of my past that I had an overwhelming desire to share to those who probably didn’t care, or some politician was stupider than ever.
It isn’t as if there is nothing happening to arouse my ire or demand my time. After all, the current political situation could and eventually will fuel book after book. Surely a short post would be easy to create. That is, if there remains enough freedom to write it. Just think of the possibilities, only some of which are listed below in no special order.
The fear so many of us will feel as we will learn from Trump’s inaugural speech of the many ways he plans to ruin our country.
Including his dictatorial aspirations.
How Medicare and Social Security will fare now that Trump no longer has to promise that they won’t be affected.
How general health will deteriorate as a result of so many turning from vaccines in the interest of avoiding implants of microchips in their child’s body.
How our military will suffer under the leadership of a man whose personal record and experience are far from stellar,
How women will be treated as it becomes more and more obvious the incoming administration has bought into The Handmaid’s Tale.
How prejudice against all except rich white men pans out (unless they are Supreme Court justices).
How education, which is a concept feared by the new leaders, will deteriorate.
Whether the Republican majority in Congress will ever develop the guts to reestablish the safety of separation of powers supposedly afforded us by the Constitution.
Or the same concern for the judicial branch of the government.
What will happen to the Dreamers whose only memory is the United States, their home for virtually all their lives?
How journalists will live in fear and perhaps be made marginal.
How cruel will we be to those who fled to a former beacon of freedom as terror struck their lives in their home countries.
Whether we will follow the lies into a dictatorship like what happened in Nazi Germany.
Will the Democratic party learn from their mistakes and adjust to what the people of this country really want?
And will that party search out and foster young dynamic free-thinking leaders?
And the list could go on and on.
So, since all of the above, and so much more, is available for pontification, why is there a problem with producing a screed?
I don’t have a definitive answer. But I wonder if there aren’t so many topics like those posed above that it seems pointless to tackle just one
I know, at least for now, it is too much for me to write about. It is best for me to limit my exposure and my thought. Because it is painful to think I’m going to be an observer of the self-destruction of my country.
There aren’t many advantages to being old, but there are some.
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