Mostly this blog has been evidence that I’ve got something to say, and I can say it. I cannot emphasize enough how the idea of an audience has shaped my message of love and humanity that I type into a void of electrons. Sure I’ve gotten a lot of personal flac and support from those who know how to contact me directly, but those are from people who have every invitation to exploit their treasured position in my life. Most of you have read this in spite of who you might be to me, and I should take the time to let you know that you are precious to me also.
Why this outpouring of gratitude? It does not mean that I’ve discovered where you live and have been stalking you. I will not show up at your work with a mangy puppy and a look of threadbare delirium pleading to borrow your used socks. A cup of coffee would be nice, but only for your company. I digress.
I have been struck by changes in the US political and economic system. It was not the OWS movement that initiated my concern, but it got me to thinking about doing something about it.
I’m thinking about lending my squeaky little voice to the idea of re-instituting progressive taxation and instituting universal healthcare in the US. This blog would suffer.
"Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once." -- Julius Caesar, Act I, Scene 2 William Shakespeare
I do so like writing love notes to the wind; knowing there is no invisible deity to intercept them, and prevent them for getting to you.
Whoever you are.